The setting sun was like blood, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the screams were endless.
The battle lasted from morning to afternoon. Both sides were dry and exhausted.
Both humans and ghosts were tired, but Chu Xiu was still showing off.
The battlefield was under his control.
The more he fought, the more brave he became.
After the white-robed soldiers were exhausted, he charged into the Turkic heartland alone, as if he had entered an uninhabited land.
This scene stunned Di He and the other eunuchs, as if they were looking at a god descending to the mortal world.
Every move and stance was as natural as heaven, filled with artistic beauty.
This didn't seem like a massacre, but more like a performance.
However, this was indeed a massacre.
He watched Chu Xiu's Scarlet Dragon Spear roll about, watched Chu Xiu sweep through the army, watched Chu Xiu lead away the Turkic cavalry.
The white-robed soldiers were used to it, and so were the Turkic cavalry.
However, Di He and the others who witnessed this scene for the first time were deeply shocked.
His body was cold and his appearance was dignified.
His eyes were like cold stars, his words were dignified, and he spoke with the ambition of thousands of feet high. He had the prestige that ten thousand men could not match.
It was as if he was the Lord of the Devil from the heavens, the God of the Year.
Chu Xiu had used his inhuman strength to refresh the impression Di Rong and the others had of him.
Demon God! Demon God!
Living Demon God!
He was like a devil that was untamed and untamed, like a god that was omnipotent.
This was a Demon God.
This was the impression Di Rong and the others had of Chu Xiu.
With Chu Xiu's martial strength, it was no wonder that his words were filled with arrogance.
A capable person was arrogant and despotic. It was not called arrogant and despotic. It was called having a personality.
After the shock, Di Chi felt a lingering fear.
At this moment, Di Rong gave himself a thumbs up.
Fortunately, he was quick to follow his heart. Otherwise, they would have already become souls under Chu Xiu's spear.
Putting away his distracting thoughts, Di He turned his gaze to Chu Xiu, who was invincible on the battlefield.
At this moment, he looked at the Turkic cavalry, his eyes filled with pity and schadenfreude.
Offending such a terrifying person, their outcome was already determined.
It was said that all martial arts in the world were invincible except for speed!
However, Chu Xiu directly told the world that the king's way was to defeat ten experts with one force.
He had forcefully refreshed the Turkic cavalry's understanding of the spear.
Generally speaking, the spear was light and agile, and it relied on skill and speed to suppress others.
However, Chu Xiu's spear technique was known as the world's strongest and most tyrannical spear technique-Prairie Fire Hundred Strikes.
Every move and stance was open and wide.
Coupled with Chu Xiu's ten thousand jin strength, the domineering power of the Prairie Hundred Strikes had exceeded its original limits.
The Turkic cavalry had no choice but to dodge.
Waving his spear, smash!
He waved his spear again and stabbed!
Chu Xiu played with the Scarlet Blood Dragon Spear in his hands and used all kinds of moves.
This wasn't a massacre, but more like a show of skill.
Therefore, Di He and the others saw Chu Xiu's massacre as a magnificent performance.
"A man should be ruthless. Benevolence and service cannot coexist."
"A man should kill without mercy.”
"The eternal karma lies in killing.”
While Chu Xiu was getting bored from killing, he continued to recite the killing song loudly.
As expected, the killing song reignited the killing intent in his heart, and then he continued to kill.
Chu Xiu's black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were red.
His eyes were bloodshot from killing, and he looked extremely demonic.
It was extremely ferocious, like a demon or a devil.
He was like a demon from hell, like a devil from hell.
It made people fearful and shudder.
Everyone looked at Chu Xiu in this state and felt a sense of fear.
Chu Xiu, who had unleashed his full strength, increased the speed of his massacre.
Soon, he arrived in front of the Tuli Khagan amidst the resistance of his army.
Dead end! No solution!
By the time Chu Xiu had arrived in front of him, Tuli Khagan had already lost all his energy.
His outcome was already decided.
He was also clear about his fate.
"Hey!"
Sighing, Tuli Khagan spoke wearily.
"Chu Xiu!"
Narrowing his eyes, he confidently sized up this young hero who had forced him into a desperate situation.
He had never expected Chu Xiu to grow to such a level in just three years.
If he had known earlier that Chu Yu would become the main culprit for the destruction of the Western Turks…
He would definitely kill Chu Xiu while he was still young and famous. He would not be in a hurry to wash Youzhou with blood at all costs.
However, there was no regret in this world.
Even if Tuli Khagan was filled with regret and hatred, it was useless.
"You are Tuli Khagan?"
Since Tuli Khagan was already a fish on a sticky board, Chu Xiu also wanted to hear what this Turkic king would say.
Chu Xiu stabbed the Scarlet Blood Dragon Spear into the ground and crossed his arms in front of his chest. He looked down at Tuli Khagan from above.
Although he was asking, Chu Xiu had already confirmed his identity.
"Yes, I am Ashina Shubi.”
Tuli Khagan had used his real name, which he hadn't used in a long time, to face Chu Xiu.
Other than hatred, he also admired Chu Xiu.
To be able to force him into such a desperate situation by himself.
Since ancient times, there was only Chu Xiu.
Therefore, he highlighted his real name to show his respect.
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