There is no heroic figure of a strategizing female general, but she looks more like a female Shura who is thirsty for blood and eliminates evil.

"The white fox disperses! The spirit fox comes out!"

The wind blew Zhiyang's hair, and he raised his sword and pointed it at the astonished Yao Da not far away. His eyes were as ice-like and without a trace of emotion. The four-tailed white fox slowly walked behind Zhiyang, barked at Yao Da, and suddenly transformed into countless

The little spirit fox pounced on the remaining Rakshasa soldiers.

In an instant, the situation on the battlefield changed, the foxes neighed, the soldiers wailed, and tens of thousands of Rakshasa troops fell...

When the soldiers on the city wall reacted, the battle ended.

"We won! We won!"

"Long live the Marshal!"

"Long live the Marshal!"

Zhiyang on the battlefield did not reply to the people on the city wall, but she approached Yao Da step by step with her sword in hand, and following her were hundreds of spirit foxes that had just been transformed.

"You, Rakshasa, are defeated in this battle!"

Yao Da fell to the ground. He still had the arrogant and arrogant momentum before. Under the movie city, one hundred thousand Rakshasa died.

Zhiyang's sword calmly pointed at Yao Da's neck. Under the brilliance, his whole figure seemed to be illuminated by a layer of white light. His jade-like face was devoid of any emotion, just like the long sword in his hand.

It would streak across the neck, and blood would splash into the sky.

"Your life is still of some use for the time being, and you won't be like those people."

Zhiyang's tone was extremely cold, and there was no trace of emotion at the same time. As soon as the sword in his hand was put away, the spirit fox next to him pounced on Yao Da, tied him up, and transported him back to the city.

After doing all this, Zhiyang seemed to have recovered. After this fierce battle, Zhiyang's body was finally unable to hold up.

Looking up at the soldiers on the city wall, everyone's face was filled with smiles. Their mouths were open and they seemed to be saying something, but Zhiyang couldn't hear a word clearly...

The brilliance in the sky seemed so dazzling. The sword in my hand fell to the ground before I knew it. I slowly stretched out my hand to cover the stinging pain, but involuntarily closed my eyes. When I was confused, it seemed that there were thousands of troops galloping.

The voice rang in my ears.
Chapter completed!