Chapter 963： The name of God of War is true (2/2)

Xiao Xuyun's palm shot at him, Pang Huang could not escape, and could only sideways avoid himself. However, the tenth of his palm strength was re-patted on his chest, and the blood was sprayed out. The whole portrait was like a kite with a broken line. Fly out.

General Nan Cang was dismayed when he saw this. He surrounded them, raised his prince from the ground, and asked eagerly.

Pang Huang spit a few more blood. He labored to raise his hands to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling that his strength was losing rapidly, and he looked at Xiao Xu standing in the middle of the crowd with hatred.

Under the light of the sun, the silver light is shining, the black robe hunts and hunts, like the **** of war in heaven, sacred and inviolable.

But he was like the dust of wolverines.

”His Royal Highness, I will swear to protect you and send you out safely!”

”If the prince is out of trouble, your family will be properly placed.” Pang Huang's voice was weak, but his majesty was still there.

”His subordinates are calling on His Highness again.”

After that, one of the soldiers immediately summoned the soldiers to block them and let the other units send Pang Huang out, while they were guarding around.

Xiao Xu saw that as if returning to Nan Cang was in front of him, he stopped fighting alone with Pang Huang and ordered the fire spirit to lead people to intercept.

These people have set aside life and death. They can be described as immortal dead men. They are extremely fierce. Even if they are multiplied by the Xuan Xing soldiers, it is difficult for them to benefit from them all at once. To the end of the encirclement.

The soldiers guarding Pang Huang were like snowballs. From the beginning, they concentrated their manpower, gradually grew, and were eventually pursued by Xi Xuan soldiers. They gradually became smaller and smaller.

The smoke filled the air, shouting and killing.

After exhausting the lives of many soldiers, they finally broke through the siege.

Pang Huang passed through the hard-hitting crowd and swept under the battlefield soldiers, and his cold eyes fell on Xiao Xu, who was sitting on the horse's back, blood-free, and high above him.

”Xiao Xu, I swear in the name of Prince Pang Huang of Nan Cang, as long as I live, I will never die with you!”

Taking a final look, Pang Huang retracted his gaze and ordered coldly, ”Go!”

Fire Spirit saw Pang Huang out of the siege, and immediately turned around and asked, ”Master, do your subordinates take someone to pursue?”

”No need, poor Kou Mo chase.” Xiao Xu knew that the people around Pang Huang were the dark guards he had cultivated himself, and Wu Gong was not under the Snape. Now they have killed the red eyes to protect the master. It's worth the trouble to chase it.

The palm of his hand has almost gone to Pang Huang's half-life, and if it was not treated in time, I am afraid that his life will soon die.

So he turned and directed the battlefield.

The Lord was not there, the army was disheartened, the Nan Cang Army was defeated, and it was quickly conquered by Xiao Xu.

Xiao Xu ordered someone to clean up the battlefield.

After half an hour, Fang stayed to report, ”His Royal Highness, our army was killed 3,000 and wounded 4,000, and 3,000 of the enemy's captives, except those who escaped, were killed in battle.”

The casualty was the least, and he had to wait for intelligence to attack the Nan Cang military camp.

”Very good! Close up, go back!”