A burly man stood on a high place, raised a large knife, and roared, "You're not afraid of death against me, huh? Come on!"
He leaped high, crashing into the Liao Cavalry like a meteor, and in an instant, chopped down a group. His battle robe was also drenched in blood. Finally, he and a Liao Clan Dao Foundation grappled with each other, rolling around. Both were severely wounded, unable to fight, so they desperately bit each other. After rolling for a while, they stopped moving.
With this group of veterans leading the counter-attack, the cultivators who had initially fled returned in shame, shouting for a battle to the death! After all, Qingming had the advantage of weapons and firearms, and gradually gained the upper hand in the deadly combat.
