Chapter 670 The Final Battle
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"I'll go to the capital right away." Ling Chuxi thought of Mo Kongyuan's increasingly critical situation and couldn't stay any longer.
Seeing Ling Chuxi's tired appearance, the second elder wanted to ask Ling Chuxi to rest a little longer, but he understood that the situation was critical now. Mo Kongyuan has become increasingly pessimistic, and now that Ling Chuxi is back, it will undoubtedly be a huge help. Therefore, he could only sigh softly and said, "Chu Xi, be careful this time."
"Yeah." Ling Chuxi nodded heavily. If Mo Kongyuan hadn't been trying to protect her, he wouldn't have been so seriously injured. Thinking that Mo Kongyuan's injuries had not healed and he was still facing the delay of that shameless person Chu Fengyun, he felt anxious and angry. I wish I could rush to Mo Kongyuan right now.
Not long after, the servants prepared dry food for the fast horses.
"Mr. Su, the Ling family is leaving it to you." Ling Chuxi got on her horse and pointed at Su.
"Don't worry, as long as we are here, the Ling family will be safe." Su Yizhi nodded solemnly and said.
As the sun sets in the west, a fast horse rides away, leaving only the clear sound of hoofbeats echoing in the wilderness.
"Mr. Mo, you must hold on." On the horse, Ling Chuxi held the reins tightly and prayed secretly in her heart.
At dusk, under the golden sunset, the outline of the capital has emerged before our eyes.
In the Iron Stone Castle, three hundred miles away from the capital of Nanxia, there was a roar of killing. Under the city wall that had stood for thousands of years, corpses piled up like mountains, and the air exuded a strong smell of blood.
Not far away is the highest peak outside Nanxia Capital: Guanyun Peak. On the top of the peak, Chu Fengyun stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the tragic scene in front of him.
After this battle, I don’t know how many people lost their lives, and I don’t know how many families lost their sons, husbands, and fathers? However, Chu Fengyun's face was not moved at all, cold and indifferent, as if the corpses lying on the ground, those screaming and howling with their hands and feet cut off were not people at all, but a group of ants without any intelligence.
"Da Chang Feng, do you want us to take action?" A martial arts master asked respectfully.
"Go ahead, don't get entangled with the opponent's masters. Civilians and ordinary soldiers are free to take action." Chu Fengyun waved his hand and said.
"Civilians, ordinary soldiers?" The master's expression was stagnant. As a warrior in the Dzogchen realm, he slaughtered civilians and ordinary soldiers who had no ability to resist on the battlefield, and could not fight against masters of comparable strength. It's a shame for them.
"Yes, what you have to do is to force Mo Kongyuan to show up and continue fighting with him as usual. This war should be over, and the Nanxia Kingdom will also be included in the territory of our Dinglin Kingdom." Chu Feng Yun said lightly, with a hint of crazy joy in his eyes.
"Yes." The man hesitated for a moment, then finally bowed and responded. He understood what Chu Fengyun meant. He obviously wanted to drag Mo Kongyuan to death. Although such methods were despicable and despicable, he did not have the courage to disobey Chu Fengyun.
"After you take turns fighting him, make an appointment for me and tell him that I will fight to the death with him at Guanyun Peak." Chu Fengyun said to the previous martial arts master. Chu Fengyun couldn't wait any longer. And the procrastination is almost gone now. It seemed that Mo Kongyuan's injury could no longer be suppressed. Judging from the current situation, it should be possible to kill Mo Kongyuan.
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