In the midst of silence, the kneeling figure was the most unbelievable humiliation!

Fail!

Defeated!

Yan Zhendong had a sweet throat in his throat, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, staining his chest red.

But it's his eyes that are even redder!

"Impossible!

Yan Zhendong shouted angrily, and violently exerted his strength, shaking away Ye Shu's iron sword, a pair of arms, like crazy demons, like two demon-subduing iron pestles, hitting the dull wind like shattering and tearing, swift and incomparable, adding endless power!

Drum Pose!

Slam type!

The essence of the iron fist fist method was integrated into these two styles by Yan Zhendong, at this time, he was first subdued by Ye Shu with force, kneeling on the ground, and the anger in his heart added to the power of the fist!

The explosion after being suppressed by time is like a sharp blade sealed by a scabbard......

Draw your sword in humiliation and kill in your rage!

"Good boxing!"

Ye Shu praised for a long time, his feet sank steadily, and the nameless iron sword clenched his hands, condensing his strength, and also used fast swords and continuous slashing techniques to block the opponent's fist.

Although the swordsmanship is not as fast as the fist technique, it is better because the weapon is heavy, adding to Ye Shu's offensive, and blocking Yan Zhendong's iron fist at this time has its own advantages.

The fists and swords of the two sides collided with each other, and after a few moves back and forth, Yan Zhendong's mustered strength was a little bad again!

"Why!

Why is it that he has the same strength as my ordinary foreign cultivators, and has been fighting for so long, I am already tired and unable to restrain my strength, but his strength is as strong as ever?"

Yan Zhendong was angry and unwilling, and attacked desperately.

But in his unwilling gaze, Ye Shu slammed another iron sword on his left shoulder!

"Phew!"

The force penetrated the whole body, Yan Zhendong's left leg bent sorely, and his body trembled suddenly, and the strength of the surrounding resistance, under this strong horizontal force, was like the sun shining on the snow, he couldn't resist at all, and he knelt on the ground on one knee again!

"You...... You are powerful with weapons, I don't accept it!"

Yan Zhendong gasped for a while, endured the pain in his body, gritted his teeth and said.

Ye Shu listened, but did not answer.

Or, disdainfully answered.

Boxing and swordsmanship are originally two different attack directions, and the rusty "nameless iron sword" in his hand may not be more useful than the two iron arms of the other party.

But now, the two sides attacked violently, hard against hard anus, but the result was that the other party tried his best to weaken his legs, and he was still fierce.

The reason for all this is just that Ye Shu Shenyuan is more sophisticated.

Kung Fu has reached this level, and he is already a generation of masters, and the degree of control over his strength is even greater than the size of his strength.

……

Yan Zhendong doesn't know the reason for this, in his opinion, he is now a failure!

Seven years ago, Ye Shu led the Shahe Gang and founded the Chuanxue School, which was the guest of Admiral Nalan Yuanshu, and was respected by the people of Guangzhou, even if he was a thief, he was also a famous figure who assassinated Cixi and became famous in the world.

At that time, Yan Zhendong, the only thing he could be proud of was his kung fu.

"Although a page of books beats me everywhere, his kung fu foundation is not enough, and he is not the opponent of my Yan family's kung fu!"

This kind of comfort was Yan Zhendong's last pride at that time, and it was also his greatest confidence to become the governor of Liangguang and run rampant in the world.

He has always wanted to find Ye Shu to fight, and in kung fu, he can regain his initial self-confidence.

However, defeated!

He didn't even know why he had lost so simply!

If you are discouraged for a while, all your thoughts are lost, and all your ambition and fighting spirit have turned into nothingness, and you will no longer resist at the moment, and close your eyes to death.

"Let go of my master!"

At this moment, three young people rushed over, with panic on their faces, and after being stopped by Liang Kuan, the other two saw Yan Zhendong kneeling on the ground on one knee, and immediately slashed at Ye Shu with a short knife.

"You've taught two good apprentices!"

Ye Shu praised it, and the horizontal sword slapped one to death, but the sword body was firmly held by another disciple, and he couldn't take it off for a while.

Someone came to save him, Yan Zhendong looked a little surprised, looking at the way his disciple hugged Ye Shu's long sword, an idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

"I want to live!"

After a ray of hope emerged in the heart that was originally waiting to die, the seed of survival could no longer be suppressed.

Yan Zhendong had already rested for a while, and the scattered strength in his body had recovered slightly, and seeing that Ye Shu was restrained for a while, he suddenly jumped up.

But he didn't take the opportunity to attack Ye Shu, but he just turned around, headed in the direction of another wood, and quickly rushed to escape!

"Huh?"

Ye Shu raised his eyebrows, looking at the young man in front of him who was desperate to save his teacher's life, but was easily abandoned by Yan Zhendong, and couldn't help but look at Liang Kuan, who was fighting fiercely next to him.

Is this Yan Zhendong mean to such a point?

Without hesitation in his hand, Ye Shu drew his sword, his arm shook the other party's arms, smiled, and stabbed this person to death with a random sword.

was about to draw a bow to shoot Yan Zhendong, his eyes inadvertently looked at the woods over there, but the movements of his hands stopped, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

Nalan Yuanshu, you are really here!

Such a turmoil has long been not a personal grudge between Yan Zhendong and "Su Zhenzhen", and the intervention of the Admiral's Office is just the proper meaning of the question.

Ye Shu just didn't expect Nalan Yuanshu to be so calm.

And on the other side.

Just as Yan Zhendong was about to flee into the woods, a man in a strong suit and a commander's uniform suddenly walked out of the forest, with a long stick in his hand, and a stick on Yan Zhendong's chest, which made Yan Zhendong vomit blood again, and his sternum was broken a few times, and he lost the strength to resist for a while.

"The defeated army steals its life, does it still have the face to come back alive?!"

Facing his top boss, Nalan Yuanshu didn't have a trace of respect, but walked over with Yan Zhendong in one hand and threw it in front of Ye Shu.

Silent!

just suppressed the emotions in his heart, and looked at Ye Shu with an expressionless face.

Ye Shu looked at him, and then at Yan Zhendong, who was struggling on the ground, and couldn't help but think of his old friendship, and sighed:

"Prime Minister Bai knows that he is still pressing the sword, and the green robe is cut off from the past.

Today, the sword blade shines on the liver and gallbladder, and tomorrow the yellow flowers will go to the nine springs!"

Yan Zhendong at the bottom, the idea of survival in his heart was aroused, and the original idea of seeking death disappeared without a trace, and the pride of the past and the dignity of a warrior were completely left behind.

At this time, I heard that Ye Shu was "white prime minister" and "green robe liver and gallbladder", and I thought that Ye Shu was nostalgic for the old friendship between the two.

At the moment, he begged bitterly: "Brother Ye, we met in poverty and cheapness, and finally had a friendship, you let me go! I will never embarrass you again in the future!"

"Have you finally made it this far?"

Seeing him so ugly, Ye Shu couldn't help but sigh, as if in the movie, the head of the Shahe gang who could watch women being abducted and trafficked to foreign countries, Liang Kuan being beaten and humiliated, and helping to abuse him for his own food and drink, and for his own future.

With a long sigh, he immediately took a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword, which was not sharp, shattered Yan Zhendong's throat.

"It's a pity, what I said about 'white prime ministers intersect and green robes know each other' is not you Yan Zhendong!"

PS: Thanks for the reward of the perfect track, thanks to the 5000 reward of the so-called rookie dog, I found that looking at my brother, the road is very wild