Before the opponent could react, he blasted them to smithereens with a single tiger-head cannon shot.
Looking at Li Chang'an's godlike appearance, Murong Hongxue felt her legs tremble and an urge to urinate that she couldn't hold back.
Who the hell said that a terrestrial immortal is invincible?
Oh, no, this guy fell from the sky.
They are enemies that come from the sky.
"Smack!"
Murong Hongxue slapped herself. What time is it? She was still thinking nonsense.
He gave Li Chang'an a deep look, then turned and ran away.
As for informing Yelü Chucai, he hadn't even considered it.
Running away is the priority.
The soldiers from Lingnan watched Li Chang'an standing on Luofeng Slope...
No, it should be Luofenggou.
Li Chang'an stood on Luofeng Gully, holding a Gatling gun in one hand and an Aurora Sword in the other, unleashing a bloodbath.
The crossbow bolts struck him without him even flinching. Someone sneaked up and tried to slash him with a knife, but he didn't even bother to turn around and look.
They charged into the Liao army with a trail of sparks and lightning, killing gods and Buddhas alike.
Just like strolling down the street, those soldiers seemed to be nothing more than rapeseed flowers by the roadside.
With a single sword strike, a large number of people fall.
Meng Xian and the others were completely dumbfounded.
Completely clueless about what to do, all they knew was to watch Li Chang'an perform alone.
Wang Zhongxian rode forward and shouted at the Lingnan army several times, but no one responded.
Enraged, he went up to Meng Xian and slapped her so hard that her face swelled up.
Meng Xian covered her face, her mouth agape, staring blankly at Wang Zhongxian, her mind completely blank.
My mind was filled with the magnificence of Li Chang'an's sword strike.
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