"Quick! Reload ammunition and arrows quickly!" a general ordered loudly.

However, what was facing him was pair of eyes with wooden and panic.

The number of casualties and injuries in Ji Wushang's hands exceeded 2,000, with a battle loss rate of more than 10%. For this era, this army has not yet collapsed and can be regarded as the elite among the elite.

Ji Wushang whispered: "If you don't want to continue, then it will be my turn to continue."

After the words came, Ji Wushang took a step forward and walked towards the enemy formation.

He was calm in his movements, but in fact his speed was extremely fast. Everyone saw a few afterimages, and his figure had appeared among the soldiers.

The eyes were stunned for a moment before they realized, and then they all looked pale and didn't even resist. They turned around and ran away.

But did Ji Wushang agree?

He will not let go of the leeks delivered to his door.

A ten-foot-long sword energy cut out from behind the fleeing soldiers.

It was like cutting butter, and the sword energy was so fierce that it easily cut through one body after another. Blood was surging, and large pieces of residual limbs fell to the ground.

With one sword, dozens of casualties were killed or injured.

Someone was not dead, and he was wailing with a shrill cry. Ji Wushang seemed to have never heard of it. His eyes were cold and calm, his body was disillusioned, and he caught up with other soldiers again.

Another ten-foot sword light slashed out, and then he didn't look at the result, his body flickered and disappeared, and behind him was a broken limb and body.

It was really a unilateral massacre.

Regardless of whether these soldiers have the courage to resist, the result is no different.

Ji Wushang did not use any tricks, but just used the simplest slash.

His speed is too fast and no one can escape!

His swordsmanship is too fast and no one can avoid it!

His sword energy is too fierce and unstoppable!

For these soldiers, this is the most terrifying killing in the world.

The huge sword energy actually consumes more true qi than any martial arts move, but what Ji Wushang lacks the most is true qi.

Ji Wushang was wandering around among tens of thousands of people. He only took less than ten breaths to cross a thousand meters away, and a hundred breaths were enough for him to sweep the entire audience.

In just a hundred breaths, there were as many as three thousand people who died under his sword.

And the rest were already scared to death, collapsed and fled.

In a short while, he created a bloody hell with his own hands, but there was no drop of blood on his robe, and the long sword in his hand was the same.

Ji Wushang stood in the scene of endless corpses and blood. He sighed regretfully and gave up and continued to chase.

These soldiers fled in scattered ways. Even if he chose to chase them all the way, he could only kill thousands of people at most several times, and he would have achieved half the result with twice the effort.

Unlike Xiao Ao, he also defeated the army of ten thousand people at that time, but there were crowds of the Demon Sect surrounding him. Even if the soldiers wanted to escape, they would be blocked.

Therefore, in the end, two thousand people were captured.

Now he has no subordinates to help him do these rough work.

However, I have earned 50,000 sacrifices and 30,000 blood sources tonight, and I have also made a profit.

The difference in quantity between the two is normal.

The lion and tiger must produce more blood sources than people, but the sacrifices produced are far inferior to those of humans. This was tested by Ji Wushang himself.

...

"What a bunch of waste, I can't even stop him!"

Zhao Qingyang held the little eunuch, his body was flying, and his speed was extremely fast. He threw away other generals and guards from afar, hoping that the demon-like person would not catch up with him.

However, even though he was escaping from life and death, he did not forget this little eunuch, which shows how deeply Zhao Qingyang loved him.

"ah!"

The little eunuch who was lifted under his arm suddenly exclaimed in panic.

"Godfather, he's catching up!"

Zhao Qingyang's expression changed drastically, and his mind was shocked and he looked back in a hurry.

However, there was no ghost.

puff!

A sound of body being pierced, Zhao Qingyang felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and the little eunuch who was lifted under his arm suddenly slipped and disappeared.

"You!" Zhao Qingyang grabbed the clothes on his lower abdomen with his right hand, and blood could not stop flowing out of his fingertips. He stared at the little eunuch in disbelief. No matter what, he never thought that the closest person would want to kill him like this.

Originally, his martial arts would never be so easily conspired.

However, he was considering that Ji Wushang might be chasing him behind him, and fled in a hurry. He was already unable to calm down in panic. He also didn't expect that the person he loved the most and intimate would be betray him. In the end, the little eunuch took action sharply and quickly.

All of this combined ended up being severely damaged.

Zhao Qingyang looked ferocious and distorted: "Why do you betray our family again?"

"Betray you?"

The little eunuch tilted his head, and the delicate and charming look on his face had long disappeared. His eyes were as cold as ice. The short sword he got from somewhere pointed at Zhao Qingyang, revealing a warm smile.

"The child has never been loyal, so how can he betray him?"

Zhao Qingyang's eyes flashed, and the wound on his abdomen could not take his life for the time being, his eyes were full of resentment, and he said, "That is, from the beginning, you please me to harm me? Say! Who instructed you?"

"Godfather is so worried. I just want to kill you. It's that simple."

"Our family has a grudge against you?"

The little eunuch's eyes were indifferent and cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Five years ago, a flood broke out in my hometown. My family abandoned the family business and fled. Unfortunately, my father died halfway through the journey. All the money was stolen and his servants ran away. My mother and I escaped. She took me to the capital alone to join relatives. Unfortunately, the relative offended the Dongchang and the whole family was exiled. Our orphan and widowed mother had no hope of doing this."

The voice is very plain and calm, as if he is telling something that has nothing to do with himself.

"A woman with a child is in this capital city. How difficult it is to survive. Fortunately, she has a beautiful and charming face and outstanding figure. She threw herself into a brothel and sold her flesh to support me and herself."

"Do you know what the brothel is called?" the little eunuch said softly: "The brothel is called Xiuchunlou. My mother's name is Wen Ruyu, do you remember?"

"Well, by the way, my real name is Shu Han."

Zhao Qingyang narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and then suddenly realized.

"So you are the bastard of that woman. No wonder you look so attractive. Your mother is really a beauty. Unfortunately, why are you so careless? Alas!"

Zhao Qingyang remembered that woman.

Eunuchs can also visit brothels, and they also have their own way of playing.

Zhao Qingyang has a relatively heavy taste. In fact, many old eunuchs in the palace are inevitably mentally distorted and perverted after a long time due to physical defects and various discriminatory gazes around him.

Although it is impossible to generate pleasure through physical collisions, psychological satisfaction can be generated by abusing beautiful women.

Perverted eunuchs like them are usually secretly called "husbands" by brothel women.

Shu Han's mother was unable to withstand the torture of Zhao Qingyang and died of abuse. Her body was abandoned in the moat at will, and she could not catch it even if it was caught.

These are the truths that Shu Han only learned after inquiring from many sources.

Zhao Qingyang smiled angrily and said, "It's rare that you have tried your best to enter the palace and try your best to please our family. If you get close to our family, you are really embarrassed! But compared to your mother who is a wild ghost, you are much better than your mother's pleasing skills."

Listening to Zhao Qingyang's humiliation for himself and his mother, Shu Han's eyes were stagnant, and even remembered the scenes of himself being played with by the people in front of him. If he had not understood how to endure, he might have been exposed to being killed long ago.

He whispered: "Don't worry, godfather, I won't let you die so quickly. How did my mother die back then? I will slowly get it back from you."

"I have learned a lot in the past few years. An old man in the palace once worked as a job in the Nanzhen Fushi. The child was extremely eager for his craftsmanship. Unfortunately, the child was dull and could only make 368 pieces at most, so he couldn't let you enjoy it."

Zhao Qingyang sneered: "That depends on whether you have the ability!"

He was careless just now and was not alert to Shu Han, so he was hit. Although he was seriously injured, only 30% of his martial arts were left, which was enough to kill this little beast.

The only thing I have to worry about is that I was dragged by this little beast for too long and lost the opportunity to escape. I was chased by the demonic person behind me, which would be miserable.

The little beast in front of me must be dealt with quickly.

Zhao Qingyang is also one of the two top experts in the palace with Liu Xi. Even if he is severely injured at this time, ordinary first-class experts will not hurt him, so he should not be underestimated when he takes action.

boom!

Zhao Qingyang's face was ferocious and twisted, his fingers turned into claws, and a shrill roar of wind slapped Shu Han with a loud bang.

The powerful Vajra finger, Shaolin's unique skills, somehow wandered into the palace. However, even if Shaolin knew about it, he probably wouldn't dare to ask for it blatantly.

In order to seek a quick decision, Zhao Qingyang used this slaughtering skill that had been soaked in more than a dozen heads with his attainments to the powerful Vajra fingers. With his five fingers, he could even crush the steel. I am afraid that few people in Shaolin Temple today can compare with him.

However, Zhao Qingyang could not see Shu Han's panic expression, because Shu Han disappeared strangely in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Qingyang was stunned, and the fierce and domineering powerful Vajra finger fell in the air.

Before he could react, his arm hurt a sharp pain, and he stared at the point of the tendons of his right forearm.

The tendons were actually broken.
To be continued...