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Begging for mercy? Was begging useful? Will I let you off just because I'm begging for mercy? Will that wash away the sins you have committed? Could the brothers just give up like that? No, no. Resentment, hatred, Leng Gu Han stared coldly at the enemies who had knelt down and surrendered. In that instant, killing intent filled the air. Kill ?

"Madman, this man is a madman ?" Han Shaojie's men continued to shout. Seeing that there was no hope for them to continue begging for mercy, everyone immediately scattered without any hesitation.

After killing a man in three steps, Leng Gu Han did not stop. He did not even give them a chance to escape as his body moved like a ghost among the soldiers that had lost their will to fight, brazenly reaping their lives. As for the warriors of the Han family, they had long been massacred to their last. Blood dripped out of his eyes, and his killing intent could not express the anger in his heart!

The strong smell of blood in the air had gradually turned into a stench. It was so strong that it made people want to vomit.

He stared at the Dong Fang family in the distance, and even from a hundred meters away, he could clearly smell the smell of blood in the air. Also, he who was a hundred meters away, once he took another step forward, it would be like taking another step into a completely different space. Inside, it would be icy cold, dark, full of killing intent, resentment, killing intent, and hatred ?

What was going on here? Teng Qian Hao's heart trembled violently. His frightened eyes shifted to the Dongfang family as he rushed over without any hesitation.

Ugh ?

Ugh ?

Ugh ?

They were the elite soldiers who had experienced the baptism of war. They were soldiers who had run back from the edge of life and death, and they were already familiar with the smell of blood on the battlefield. However, at this moment, the thick smell of blood in the air of the Dongfang family still made them want to vomit. It was because the smell was too strong, too strong ?

The smell in the air had been completely cleansed by the smell of blood. This ? How many people would have to die? How much blood? No one knew, no one would know.

"Bang ?" On the ground, limbs and broken limbs could be seen everywhere, along with those ice-cold corpses. What was more terrifying was that the corpses had already piled up on the small hill, and the ground had already been dyed red with blood. In front of his eyes, was a world of blood, a palace of slaughter, and a true hell of life.

Death permeated the entire space, and fresh blood spilled all over the world!

"Ah..."

"Save me..." Screams, screams, and pleas for mercy continuously rang out. However, the only response they got was death, endless death. At this moment, Leng Gu Han was the same as Teng Yan, and his eyes were completely bloodshot.

Hurt my brother. Kill, kill, kill, bully me! Kill, kill, kill ?

In his heart, the sound of killing kept reminding him that his body was like a machine, killing and killing, creating death.

"This ?" Teng Qianhao was completely shocked by the scene before his eyes. At this moment, Leng Gu Han was like a god of death from hell, but also an invincible god of war, brazenly slaughtering his enemies without any restraint, but no one could stop him. Who is he? Teng Qianhao was shocked. Although he was twenty years old, he possessed the strength of a War Emperor. How was this possible? How could it be ?

[No matter how much I doubt you and doubt you, the truth is right in front of me and I can't help but believe you ?] Even though it didn't seem to be real, there was nothing to doubt about at the moment. Looking at the mountain of corpses in front of him, Teng Qian Hao's heart skipped a beat. Just how many people died here?

What he didn't know was that none of the thirteen hundred thousand White Death Soldiers that Han Shaojie had brought with him were spared. All of them were dead, and the huge army of one hundred thousand had nearly been completely used up. However, these people were still dying at a rapid pace. Before long, the number of people they could survive was definitely zero ?

He didn't care if the people here were dead or not, he only cared if Teng Yan was alive. As long as Teng Yan was alive, he would have no complaints about how many people were killed, not to mention that these were all members of the Han Clan. The more people from the Han Clan died, the happier he and Zi Shengtian would be. He had wanted to pull it off a long time ago! It was just that he never had a chance.

"Teng ?." "General Teng, save me ?" At this moment, an excited voice sounded beside Teng Qianhao's ears. Han Shaojie's figure appeared in Teng Qianhao's line of sight. Uncontrollably, Teng Qianhao's pupils contracted. It was him ? He knew that the youth in front of him was the culprit behind this matter, but... Teng Qian Hao knew clearly that if he had any accidents right now, Han Ying would definitely take revenge at all costs ? ?

"Isn't that the young master of the Han family? What are you doing here?" Teng Qian Hao pretended to be at a loss as he asked.

"General Teng, save me! Save me!" "That person is a madman, a madman ?" He believed that as long as Teng Qianhao was there, nothing would happen to him. He was also an expert of the War Emperor, and he believed that this madman who killed people without blinking his eyes would definitely not be a match for Teng Qianhao, not to mention that Teng Qianhao had such an army behind him ?.

"This ?" To be honest, he really wanted the teenager in front of him to die, but ?

"Who dares to save him, give it a try ?" Leng Gu Han's wild beast like eyes instantly landed on Han Shaojie. Although he was just a cripple in his eyes, he was the main culprit behind this matter, and without him, his brothers would not have sacrificed themselves. Without him, his big brother would not have become like this. So, he had to die, no matter who he was, he had to die ?

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