The battle is over.

The killing aura remains.

It's raining heavily and it's still going on!

Xu Yi raised his legs and stepped out, wearing a dark green coat, looked at Li Boxuan kneeling on the ground, and shook his head: "If you can die while standing, I will look up to you and barely bury you. Now it seems that I was wrong, you are only worthy of carrying a coffin."

Click!

Hongye stepped forward and twisted Li Boxuan's arms.

"ah!"

When the screams were resounding, Hongye took out his ears and simply slapped him. Li Boxuan fell into a coma.

"Save him and release him when the Li family's direct descendants carry the coffin." Xu Yi said lightly.

"Here!"

Xu Yi looked at the Mutian Army soldiers, raised his right hand high, clenched his fists tightly, and then pressed his heart: "Thank you all, thank you for your hard work!"

Thirty-six Mutian Army, the iron-blooded aura was emitted, and they all knelt on one knee: "Gour to my king! I will never regret death!"

It can be seen that everyone's face was filled with excitement, and there was worship that emanated from their bones.

They followed Xu Yi for many years and witnessed the myths created by Xu Yi again and again.

With Xu Yi here, even if they face a ten thousand times of enemy, they still dare to swing their swords forward!

"Split!"

Swish!

The thirty-six Mutian Army soldiers were neatly arranged and divided into three rows.

"Xue Cang."

"I'm here!"

"Band it and write me some of your experience." Xu Yi said.

Xue Cang's face suddenly turned bitter: "My king, can I let me dictate it? I wrote too many typos, which will delay your time."

Hongye and Langdao looked strange and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Who would have thought that Xue Cang, who looked elegant and like a scholar, was illiterate!

Three of the ten words are typos. When he wrote about military affairs, Xu Yi was so angry that he almost took him to sacrifice his flag.

"Red Leaf!"

"I'm here!" Hongye smiled and responded.

"Supervisor Xue Cang, the experience of a thousand words, and if he has more than a hundred typos, he will be killed." Xu Yi said with an ugly face.

"Here! The Cicada Wing Knife is ready!" Hongye's stomach started to suck.

Xue Cang was completely disappointed, even worse than Li Boxuan before.

Xu Yi returned to the warm room, and only Wolf Knife followed in.

"Is there anything wrong?" Xu Yi asked.

Lang Dao pursed his lips: "My king, why didn't you ask me to command the soldiers to kill the White Tiger Army just now?"

"you?"

Xu Yi rolled his eyes: "Don't you know what you think? Come and command, how many casualties will be caused by my Mutian Army soldiers?"

Wolf Knife scratched her head awkwardly.

The two deputy leaders of Mu Tian Army, Wolf Sword and Red Leaf, are known to everyone in the world.

The wolf sword is good at attacking, while the red leaves are good at guarding.

With the momentum of the White Tiger Army's death together before, if Wolf Knife is allowed to command, Wolf Knife will choose an attack formation rather than a trapped formation like drawing a land to make a prison.

The outcome of the White Tiger Army is already destined, but Mu Tian Army will definitely suffer casualties.

Xu Yi comforted his erection: "You go and write me a defensive experience, and the whole article made me find a word killing, you have packed the feces from the Southern Xinjiang Horse Farm."

"Here..."

Wolf Knife, known as the peerless general, shook his whole body, quickly responded, turned around and ran away.

It rained all night but it was no longer important to Xujia Manor.

The corpse and blood have been cleaned up overnight.

Early the next morning, the sun shone through the dark clouds.

The heavy rain yesterday left only the ground with undried water stains.

On the back mountain of Xujia Manor, corpses were everywhere.

Next to it are brand new coffins.

Thirty-six Mutian Army soldiers dug the tomb pit early in the morning and are now arranged neatly.

Xu Yi followed Hongye, Wolf Knife and Xue Cang and strode.

Looking around all the corpses, raising his hand and clenching his fists, pressing him against his heart, and patting him twice.

Hongye and others, together with the Mutian Army soldiers, clenched their fists and hit them twice.

This is the last respect for the 30 White Tiger Army, the 20 Dark Front Camp elites, the centurion, and the two ninth-rank masters in the capital who died in battle.

Xu Yi received the gift and said, "Great funeral!"

The dead are respected as they deserve, but Li Boxuan, who is alive, is worse than a dog.

Fifty-three sits on a new tomb, with Xu Yunyao's tomb as the center, showing a gust.

"You are fearless before you die, and your military soul will protect you after you die."

Xu Yi turned around, wisps of the sun, and his back was full of strength.

...

The four tribes of Zhao Qian and Li Zhou couldn't sleep all night.

The sun shines on their faces, making them feel dazzling.

Xujia Manor is still very quiet.

Li Boxuan and others have not come back yet.

It seemed as if they disappeared without a trace like the two ninth-grade masters from Jingzhou before.

"Eight hours! A full eight hours! Why haven't you come back yet?"

"Nine hours! Is there any news yet?"

"It's been twelve hours! Where are the people? Where are they?"

"How could my son Li Boxuan, one of the generals of Xiyuan, disappear silently?"

Li Wuyan seemed to have been ten years old, and her temples were white overnight.

It was noon, but there was still no sound.

"Prepare the car! Prepare the car! I'm going to Xujia Manor! I'm going to ask the little bastard, where has my son Li Boxuan gone? Where has he gone?"

"Dad! You can't go! You can't..." Li Yuntong stepped forward to stop him, but was kicked over by Li Wuyan. He quickly got up and stumbled over and followed: "I'll go with you! Ask Xu Yi that mistress, where is my brother!"

The remaining three families all lost their voices.

Thirty White Tiger Army, twenty Dark Front Camp, four Nine-grade ranks in front and behind, just silently...

The Xu Family Manor is like a quiet ancient beast, opening its hideous mouth.

It seems that anyone who goes, he will disappear from now on!

The three heads of the family looked at each other and saw the dismal silence in each other's eyes.

Everyone is thinking about the same question: What should I do next?

"what to do?"

"What should I do?"

Li Yuntong was full of panic.

Xujia Manor is already in front of you.

The car stopped.

No one stops it.

Li Wuyan hurriedly got out of the car and walked quickly towards the Xujia Manor.

At the door, two Mutian Army soldiers waved their hands and a fierce aura came to their faces.

Li Wuyan was so scared that his face was pale and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
To be continued...