The Northern Wei Fist God forcibly smashed a gap in the defense line of the Western Chu army, and instantly appeared in front of Zhao Xuanji.

"Hong Xiguan, you want to stop me?!" Zhao Xuanji pressed one hand on the Taixuan knife on his waist, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the scabbard.

"Nonsense, of course I, Hong Xiguan, want to stop you!" Hong Xiguan's feet were slightly separated, and he was already poised for possibility.

"The two armies are fighting, and it will not harm his wife and children, Hong Xiguan, you are ashamed of the four evaluations of the bright and fair!" Zhao Xuan said sharply.

Hong Xiguan sneered, full of disdain: "Zhao Xuanji, when you Xichu laid out to kill my Great Wei Majesty, why didn't you mention the bright and fair, when you slaughtered Han Xianba's family, why didn't you mention your wife and children, today you are talking about the big truth like a dog, there is no such truth in the world, if there is, my Hong Xiguan is the first not to agree!"

As he spoke, his body exploded, and Zhao Xuanji took out his knife brazenly, and slashed down without any fancy swords, and the blade of the knife conjured up phantoms in the air, which was already extremely fast.

Hong Xiguan was not afraid, his hands slapped each other, and he caught the Taixuan knife of the generalissimo of the Western Chu soldiers and horses in a single shot.

With a loud shout, Zhao Xuanji turned into a two-handed knife in one hand, and suddenly exerted force, pushing Hong Xiguan to retreat continuously, and the two of them fell backwards, I don't know how many trees they broke off.

Hong Xiguan suddenly exerted his strength, stomped on one foot, and was able to stop his body, holding the blade with one hand, and flipped outward, Zhao Xuanji held the knife with both hands, not to mention a thousand catties, but under the full strength of the Northern Wei Dynasty Fist God, the blade collapsed into an outward arc, the blade cut through the palm, and the blood flowed to the ground in an instant.

Hong Xiguan snorted coldly, didn't care whether the middle door was wide open, and slammed the door of Zhao Xuanji's face with his other hand with all his might.

The Western Chu layout assassinated Li Yuanhao, which made the Northern Wei Fist God angry, and the murderous intent was like autumn, and it became stronger.

In the face of Hong Xiguan's all-out blow of injuring the enemy with 800 self-losses and 1,000 self-losses, the first person in the world to use a knife did not dare to take it hard, drew his knife and retreated.

Zhao Xuanji retreated again and again, until he withdrew from a distance of 100 zhang, before he let out the invincible fist, his footsteps just stopped, and he suddenly raised his head.

Hong Xiguan punched down from top to bottom, and he also wanted to let the generalissimo of the Western Chu soldiers and horses taste the feeling of being dragged and anxious.

Zhao Xuanji blocked with the blade, and a breath barrier scattered down like an umbrella, protecting him, according to the realm and combat power, Zhao Xuanji was no worse than Hong Xiguan, and because he had a heavy weapon in his hand, the first person in the world to use a knife had a greater chance of winning, but at this moment, Zhao Xuanji was anxious, and Hong Xiguan had a clear attitude of fighting to the death, faintly gaining the upper hand, suppressing Zhao Xuanji, and making the generalissimo of Western Chu soldiers and horses tired to deal with.

The fist gang and the knife gang tore together, and within a radius of a hundred zhang, the roar accompanied the figures of the two people, dazzling, and the cracks in the ravines gradually expanded.

Suddenly, a sword light as fast as a streamer suddenly entered the battle group of the two, there is nothing surprising about this sword light, the only characteristic is that it is fast, fast enough to be able to see the seams in the battle between the Northern Wei Dynasty Fist God and the Western Chu Generalissimo, forcibly pick up the fist, and force back Hong Xiguan.

Fan Xiaokuai held the sword in a strange posture of half-squatting, how thick was the aura of his own body, but the sword aura in his hand rushed to the bullfight: "Generalissimo, Hong Xiguan, I can hold it!"

Zhao Xuanji didn't talk nonsense, at this time, the safety of his wife and children was the most important, he turned over and rode away.

Hong Xiguan flew to stop him, but was blocked by Fan Xiaokuai holding a sword in front of him, still maintaining a strange sword-holding posture: "General Hong, I, Fan Xiaokuai, will be your opponent." ”

Hong Xiguan sneered, rushed and exploded, his fists bombarded, and his fists were like endless rivers, overwhelming.

Fan Xiaokuai held a sword and went upstream, no matter how crazy the river was, one person and one sword, just like a lonely boat setting sail in the wind and waves, after a lot of hardships, he finally came to the other side, and Fan Xiaokuai's sword also came to Hong Xiguan.

The Northern Wei Fist God was slightly surprised, with Fan Xiaokuai's current realm, it was impossible to invade the sword within three feet of his body, but the sword of the young man in front of him had indeed come to his chest, stretched out a hand to hold the blade of the sword, and a dazzling brilliance exploded above the sword body.

Hong Xiguan sighed, and grabbed it turned out to be a phantom, Fan Xiaokuai's real sword had already come to his throat, and there were thirty-six sword qi shooting towards the thirty-six big points all over his body.

Hong Xiguan flicked the solid sword body at his throat, his head was down, his feet were up, his body was like a spinning top, and he was spinning faster and faster, and all the thirty-six sword qi were bounced away and submerged into the ground.

"That's all right?!" Fan Xiaokuai was slightly surprised, and stood still with his sword in his hand.

Hong Xiguan flicked the dust on his body, and after he couldn't stop Zhao Xuanji, he didn't have any intention of breaking me: "Fan Xiaokuai, a good name, your sword is indeed fast enough and treacherous enough, in addition to the sword qi of the Western Chu Sword Pavilion, the swordsmanship of the Southern Liang Sword Sect, the sword moves of the Shenji Pavilion, the Haoran sword intent of Huang Chunfeng and Huang seniors, the Huanghuang sword path of Zhao Dunhuang, the killing sword of the poisonous sword immortal Murong Feng, and the unreasonable hands of some old naughty boy Liu Baitong are all in your sword." You can also be regarded as the head of a hundred schools, if you look closely, you have taken the same path as Your Majesty that the stone of the mountain can attack jade, after Su Mingchuan and Zhao Xuanji, you should be the strongest in Xichu, but it is a pity that you have not yet opened a sect and walked out of your own path, your sword is powerful, but it is not enough to kill. ”

Fan Xiaokuai plunged the sword into the ground and pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword: "Fan Xiaokuai is extremely honored to be so praised by the God of Boxing." ”

At the same time, two galloping horses rushed into Luoyang City, and the people of Luoyang avoided one after another, because on the mount was Zhao Xuanji, the generalissimo of Western Chu's soldiers and horses, followed by Duan Xifeng, one of the twin pillars of Western Chu.

Turning over and dismounting, Zhao Xuanji walked towards the house, and was about to push open the door, his hands couldn't help but pause slightly, took a deep breath, and slammed open the door of the house.

The corpses in the small courtyard were all over the place, dilapidated and in disarray, blood flowed a whole yard, and several pots of flowers carefully planted by the marshal's wife were also shattered, soaked in blood from all sides, and there was no appearance, and the national teacher Zhuge Wei sat on the steps in front of the hall, his sleeves were broken.

"National teacher, cuckoo and Wuji?" Zhao Xuanji's voice trembled a little.

Du Juan is the wife of the Generalissimo of Western Chu, and Zhao Wuji is the only son of Zhao Xuanji.

Zhuge Weiwei raised his head slightly, with a guilty face: "Generalissimo, Chu Renfeng took his wife and Wuji to the east. ”

Zhao Xuanji's body was like a thunderbolt, and he swept directly to the east.

Duan Xifeng never left, and helped Zhuge Weime: "Teacher, Chu Renfeng is ......"

Zhuge Wei smiled bitterly: "I'm stupid, I underestimated the people of the world and calculated Li Yuanhao, but I never thought that I was also calculated by the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Liang partnership." ”