A long whistle came from far away.

  The sound is endless, gradually rising high, and has a momentum that swallows mountains and rivers.

  "Kill..."

  The sound arrives before the person does.

  A voice filled with murderous intent suddenly reverberated throughout the entire sky and earth.

  "Kill..."

  Thousands of Black Flag soldiers shouted in unison, and their strong momentum burst out at this moment.

  A figure soared through the air like a bird in flight, heading towards that golden large flag.

  "Xu Haifeng." Hami muttered behind the battlefield.

  Modun's face also changed greatly. Xu Haifeng was challenging the second great master of his own country, how did he suddenly appear here?

  Could it be...

  His face turned pale in an instant.

  However, in the blink of an eye, two familiar figures closely followed behind Xu Haifeng.

  It's him...

  Modu's heart finally put down the heart he had been holding in his chest.

  That figure had accompanied him for decades, and with just one glance, he could clearly recognize it, and he would never mistake it.

  Xu Haifeng's speed was fast, but he was still detected, and thousands of people raised their bows and arrows in their hands, shooting fiercely at this mysterious man who had shouted "kill" first.

  Amidst the loud laughter, Xu Haifeng's long sleeves danced skillfully, sometimes soft and sometimes hard. In the swing of his two sleeves, all the arrows had already lost their mark and fallen to the ground.

  "Does Eagle still remember Xu?"

  Xu Haifeng's voice was bright and full of a heroic spirit that looked down on the world.

  Kou Bat's face suddenly changed, and in less than a breath, his thoughts had already replayed the scenes from when he first met Xu Haifeng to the battle today, flashing through his mind at lightning speed.

  Xu Haifeng's growth was indeed beyond anyone's expectations.

  From a second-rate warrior to a top-notch martial artist of today who has advanced to the rank of Grandmaster.

  From a minor general of the Great Han Dynasty to the present day, he is one of the most powerful men in the world who are vying for hegemony.

  His change can only be described as dreamy and illusory.

  A long laugh, an indescribable elegance and charm.

  Xu Haifeng made an incredible move, effortlessly drawing a circle in mid-air without any leverage.

  Dodged the dense arrows flying towards himself from afar.

  His body suddenly felt like it had become a thousand times heavier, and he plummeted straight down.

  Just as he was about to land on the ground, he bent his knees slightly and touched down lightly on the surface.

  In an instant, his body had already borrowed strength to soar high.

  In an instant, he had arrived in front of Bao Pu.

  Even in the midst of thousands of troops, Xu Haifeng can still walk freely. Even with layers of siege, he is still as steady as a rock.

  The path he took seemed to be a straight line, but in fact his body was swaying left and right, drawing the enemy's gaze to both sides. And he slipped through like a fish, from that small gap between people, finally arriving at his destination.

  He stretched out his hand and slapped it lightly on the thick heavy shield.

  An unimaginable massive force suddenly transmitted from the grip.

  Kuang Bo's body shook violently, although he had been trying his best to resist, but the two were too far apart.

  His mouth was sweet, and a mouthful of fresh blood surged up his throat.

  However, he suddenly opened his eyes wide with anger and forcibly swallowed the mouthful of blood back down.

  Just a thin stream of bright red liquid still seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

  Good fellow

  Xu Haifeng gave a loud shout of praise and once again raised his hand to imprint it on the thick shield.

  A surge of power several times stronger than the suitable talent poured up, and Bao Kuangying could no longer stand firm, stumbling backward.

  Just then, a large hand pressed against his back, and the calm and gentle internal force flowed through his meridians, calming the turbulent waves that were surging inside him.

  "You've finally arrived. Alright, let's settle this with one move."

  Xu Haifeng's spirit became increasingly excited, his spiritual power had already merged with this land, deeply feeling the tragic and cruel atmosphere on the battlefield.

  His heart also expanded infinitely, as if it could hold up the entire sky and earth.

  At this moment, he was full of confidence. Even if all the masters in the world gathered together, he would still have the heroic spirit to win the final victory.

  Take a big step forward and strike out with both hands at chest level.

  The sky is dark and the earth is dim; the sun and moon have no light.

  It was as if the entire space had collapsed at the same time, and a dark current surged towards Tuo Heti and Li Zhi.

  In the senses of these two masters, Xu Haifeng's palm had already absorbed everything in space, and that palm would be filled with the strongest and most violent yang energy between heaven and earth.

  A surge of enlightenment rose in his heart, this one palm was today's final blow.

  Life and death, decided in an instant.

  The master and disciple joined hands, their inner energy merged as one.

  Their true strength was elevated to its peak in an instant, at this moment, they were already one person with no distinction between them.

  "Boom..."

  It seems that they cannot withstand the impact of such an explosive force, and with the three of them as the center, a strong gust of wind suddenly rises, causing everyone to stumble.

  The two masters' powerful blows collided heavily with each other, Hei Feng's blow containing the power of heaven and earth.

  Two receding marks were drawn on the ground.

  The two master and apprentice spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

  They lost...

  "Kill..."

  A loud rumbling sound came, and suddenly on the east side, countless soldiers with red eyes rushed in, their momentum was like a rainbow, with knives and guns raised, they killed all the way.

  Li Guangying led the tens of thousands of troops of the Blue Wolf Army to defeat the interception of the 10,000 Golden Wolves of Ava Khan, and they finally arrived, like a sharp dagger, deeply inserted into the heart of the Xiongnu people.

  Unbelievably looking at the two masters' pale faces, all the Xiongnu people did not dare to believe everything they saw in front of them.

  The combined full-force strike of two great masters was still no match for him.

  Those two masters who were like gods have actually lost...

  "Whoosh..."

  A loud and piercing sound cuts through the air once again.

  "Hmm..."

  Kua Baiyan suddenly lifted his head and saw a scene that made his heart and gallbladder split.

  Kanji's chest had a fist-sized blood hole, and bright red blood gushed out like a fountain, quickly dyeing his body red.

  His not very tall body leaned against the flagpole and slowly knelt down, his eyes were dim, his mouth opened and closed several times, as if he wanted to say something, but finally nothing came out.

  "Cut..."

  The originally distant voice suddenly seemed to be within arm's reach, and Kangji's eyes, which had become blurry, saw a black shadow, which was his last consciousness.

  His body collapsed to the ground, but his hand still tightly grasped the copper flagpole.

  The golden flag fell to the ground with his body, and the seemingly endless blood flowed down the flagpole, spreading rapidly across the surface of the flag.

  The golden face symbolizing unparalleled pride was finally stained with blood.

  The warriors of the Black Flag Army stepped firmly and arrived here one step at a time.

  They continued on without a break under the leadership of these two masters, Xu Haifeng and Li Muzhen.

  Limbs broken and severed, flesh and blood scattered everywhere.

  Behind them, the golden wolf banner that had been dyed with gold and red colors had sunk deeply into the muddy ground.

  The golden wolf military flag, which has been passed down for hundreds of years and has always stood upright, finally collapsed.

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  "Go..."

  Gritting his teeth, a cold word burst out from between his teeth.

  Hamidi's face was pale and he was unwilling, but he had no choice but to accept this bitter fruit.

  The Xiongnu army began to withdraw, Modu and Hamin led the remaining troops to gradually leave the battlefield, they retreated quickly towards the rear.

  Behind them, Li Guanying led tens of thousands of brave warriors from the Wolf Regiment in a relentless pursuit.

  Tuer Hong's Flying Horse Legion broke through the encirclement of the Tianying Legion at the cost of a great deal, and arrived just in time.

  The two armies joined forces in one place, and the Xiongnu people knew that this was a matter of life and death, and they all fought to the death, finally shaking off the pursuit of the Han army and fleeing far away.

  In this battle, the grassland coalition had 240,000 troops.

  Apart from the four tribes' warriors leaving the battlefield early, they were able to preserve their 70,000 elite soldiers.

  The Xiongnu suffered heavy losses, with nearly 20,000 reserve troops being annihilated, and only a handful of survivors escaping.

  The Golden Wolf Army suffered its greatest blow since its creation, with less than 30,000 remaining.

  The White Horse Corps, which had borne the brunt of the rear guard action, was also heavily casualties, and only 20,000 were left to return to the grasslands.

  One hundred and seventy thousand Huns elite troops, more than half of the country's top soldiers and powerful generals.

  After the Battle of Taiyuan, only three tenths remained.

  From then on, the power of the Xiongnu declined and they were no longer able to contend with the Central Plains.

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  The battle subsided, and Xu Haifeng severed his spiritual connection with Yuna Ito, instantly recovering from that seemingly omnipotent divine realm.

  It's like being suddenly knocked from heaven into hell, and it feels terrible.

  She gently touched her chest and abdomen, where a dull pain was lurking.

  Xu Haifeng knew it in his heart, although he had just looked invincible and unstoppable.

  But those two masters' combined strength was not to be underestimated.

  The injuries I sustained were actually a few points more severe than theirs.

  "Your Excellency, Lin Jiahui requests an audience."

  Behind Lin Jiahui was a middle-aged general with a full suit of armor, his gaze towards Xu Haifeng was complex and varied.

  There is reverence in it, there are doubts, and there is also a faint resentment.

  "General Zhang, it's been a long time."

  Xu Haifeng laughed loudly and went forward, proactively shaking his hand, saying: "Today's battle, Commander Zhang led the troops to defeat Tuyuhun's White Horse Army, a great achievement indeed..."

  Zhang Jinzhong looked at him, looking at the row of black iron cavalry behind him.

  "Cough..." Lin Jiahui's face changed slightly, and he coughed a few times lightly.

  Zhang Jinzhong finally let out a long sigh, bowed deeply and said: "Greetings, Your Excellency..."

  Volume Eleven Complete

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