Male God, a Little Su

Listening to Su Ro's metaphor to them, Tuoba Hong's face was ashen, he passed through the thousands of troops, holding a long sword high, wishing to cut off Su Ro's head with one sword.

The soldiers behind Su Yan, but their morale soared, bursting through the sky with loud shouts.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Zhong Xiaowu and Meng Tian were on the left and right, guarding Su Yan's side.

Carve out a path for her that will make her unimpeded.

The pure black horse's front hooves were raised high, and Su Yan sat firmly on the horse. The point where the tip of the knife pointed was the direction she was heading.

The horse snorted, and when it landed, it instantly smashed the enemy who rushed under Su Yan's horse.

Su Yan curled her lips, and the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

Suddenly, he leaned over and slashed towards Tuoba Hong's head with a knife.

She moves like a ghost, fast and fierce.

On this piece of land under my feet, as countless horses' hooves stepped on it, I felt a faint trembling trembling.

Tuoba Hong's pupils shrank, his waist pressed down and he barely escaped, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

He was about to be decapitated by this woman, and he was about to die!

"Ah!"

Under the sun, Tuobahong's forehead was full of beads of sweat, but instead of being angry, he laughed and licked his lips, "I feel it! Woman, I regret it now. It's fun to play with a woman like you, kill, What a pity!"

At this time, in Tuobahong's heart, Su Yan was bound to win.

He is going to take her back to Daliao and make her a prisoner under him.

As long as she thinks of her cold eyes, she is dominated by herself because of her emotional pleasure.

Tuoba Hong trembled with excitement from the depths of his soul.

"Oh?"

Su Rou tutted lightly, laughing playfully.

"Then you know your brother's stuff, why isn't there?"

As expected of a brother, even the idea is the same.

That Su Yan didn't mind fulfilling Tuoba Hong and letting him go with his brother.

Zhong Xiaowu's body froze when he heard it, and his head was almost chopped off in a trance. Fortunately, Meng Tian saved his life.

"Thank you, brother!" He thanked him and didn't dare to be distracted again.

As for the other side, Su Rou has never been someone who just sits still and has already chopped up with a knife.

Tuoba Hong was not Tuoba Zhuo, and Su Yan didn't even tease him.

One move, one move, with killing intent.

The eagle falcon hovered in the air, the smell of blood filled every inch of the air, and the blazing sun was scorching hot, almost tearing the bloody scene in front of him.

"Damn!"

Under Su Yan's offensive, Tuoba Hong gradually struggled and resisted.

His lieutenants wanted to come to save him, but because Meng Tian and Zhong Xiaowu were entangled, they couldn't be separated at all.

"Is it fun?"

Su Yan tilted his head, dragged the reins to one side, half hung on the horse, and slashed fiercely at the hoof of the horse under Tuoba Hong.

Hot blood splattered on her face, only to hear a tragic hissing.

The horse crashed down.

Su Yan closed her eyes and silently said sorry.

On the battlefield, the position is different, either you die or I die.

She lost interest in fighting, and in Tuoba Hong's terrified look, she kicked him away.

"drive!"

One person and one horse, in red clothes and iron armor, with a strong cloak behind him, with endless killing intent, killing gods when encountering gods, killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas!

In a blink of an eye, Su Rou approached Tuoba Hong with a machete that was dripping blood.

The black horse's fur, because of the blood, became darker and darker.

"no no!!"

The horse's hoof was raised high, and one of Tuoba Hong's legs had already been broken when he fell.