Long Xi and Wu Hanjiang were talking, but unexpectedly, Wang Dujun next to him slammed his palm on a wooden stake on the city wall, and there was a shock, and five finger prints were printed on the stake, it seems that his palms are not ordinary hands, Long Xi saw it, and it is not surprising that anyone who has been on the battlefield for more than 30 years, and who eats and sleeps without leaving his sword, is impossible to have a pair of ordinary hands. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Long Xi looked at it, and although these solid and powerful hands were patted on the stake, his people had a sad face.

Although the strength of his palm is not weak, it is just to express the sullenness accumulated in his heart.

Wang Dujun held on to the stake with a sad face, and sighed: "Why did you lose again, and you really want to die here?"

From time to time, there are provocative voices from the city, which are noisy and annoying.

Mu Tuo's roar was particularly harsh: "Tong Guan, a group of rats, why is there no one here?" I guessed you were playing tricks."

This voice can simply drive people crazy, Tong Guan seemed to be about to collapse, he held his head, and said, "******, does anyone dare to go?"

Although his voice was very loud and imposing, it was also close to his voice at the moment, and all the soldiers below seemed to have become mute, and they couldn't even find a single echo.

As far as the eye could see, the enemy troops under the city had unknowingly pushed forward a hundred and ten meters away, and they were about to enter the city.

The assault vanguard led by Zhao Hu was ready to move, and Mu Tuo walked under the city gate as if he were strolling leisurely, and the city wall crackled with a hammer.

"Who else?" Another provocation full of ridicule and disdain, Han Guang raised his spear and struggled upward, looked up at the sky, and said, "Sure enough, there is no one in the Central Plains?"

Tong Guan's fists were clenched and clenched because they were too hard, and the joints of his hands turned white.

"I can't bear it anymore", Wang Dujun shouted wildly, "...... I'll go!" He casually picked up a glittering steel broadsword and rushed out, but his man had not taken two steps before he was stopped by a hand, a very warm hand.

Wang Overseer's body was originally full of strength, and he didn't want to come back alive when he rushed out, but at this moment, his body couldn't move when it hit this hand.

Tong Guan lowered his head, and now he suddenly raised it, and when he carried it, he saw the Wuhan River.

At the staircase, at the moment when one of Wang Overseer's feet stepped down, Wu Hanjiang stood in front of him.

His warm and slender hand was still in the way, Wang Dujun was really taken aback, and slowly followed this hand to see Wu Hanjiang's other hand, his other hand was holding a pitch-black iron sword.

And no one could see what the expression of his face was, even if the light was bright, he seemed to be a shadow, a hazy shadow.

Wang Dujun, who was messing around with the knife, was taken aback by this shadow, this feeling is indescribable, but it is extremely real and makes people chill in their hearts.

Wu Hanjiang glanced at him coldly, and said slowly: "If you go, you will be sent to death."

Wang Dujun pointed at him and couldn't speak for a while, and said, "You...... What are you going to do...", turned his head to look at Tong Guan, Tong Guan didn't react, suddenly turned to look at Long Xi, Long Xi laughed, and said helplessly: "This friend of mine sometimes likes to be nosy."

Tong Guan looked at him and muttered, "Nosy?"

Long Xi smiled: "Yes, nosy, now he is going down ......."

Tong Guan frowned and said, "Go down, where ...... go?"

There was still a long question mark at the end of his sentence, and now it had to be replaced by a big exclamation mark, and he sighed: "Mom! Is he going down to challenge Han Guang and Zhao Hu?"

Long Xi smiled slightly, no longer spoke, Wu Hanjiang had walked down at this moment, the city gate opened, he was not in a hurry, he walked out slowly with a sword in his arms, and in front of him was thousands of troops.

All the enemy forces seemed to have reached the city, and they were full of confidence and decided to storm it.

Due to the large number of people, the slightest movement of each person kicked up smoke and dust that soared into the sky.

But no matter how vast the smoke and dust were, they could feel as if a person had stepped out of the city, and a shadow slowly walked out of the dust.

Everyone suddenly didn't move, they all seemed to want to see what kind of person came out of the city, because no one believed that anyone dared to come out alone, they didn't move, Han Guang stopped on his horse and stared intently into the depths of the smoke and dust with Zhao Hu.

Mu Tuo was standing under the city, but now he slowly retreated to the back of the assault vanguard, and this shadow was still moving forward, his steps were very rhythmic, like a pendulum, "Tapping...... Tap ......".

Mu Tuo retreated to the army and seemed to feel unsafe, so he immediately ran back dozens of meters.

The smoke and dust finally cleared, and the hustle and bustle calmed down......

A person slowly appeared in shape, Wu Hanjiang finally stopped, he stood a hundred and ten meters away from the city gate, standing there quietly.

Tong Guan said suspiciously: "What is he going to do?"

Long Xi glanced at the city and said, "He, maybe waiting."

"Wait!" This voice was not made by one person, but hundreds of soldiers in the whole army couldn't help but shout at the same time, they all seemed to have forgotten their duties, at first there were drums to cheer, but now there is no sound, none of them believe that Wu Hanjiang is going to fight, they are all watching now, wondering what will happen next?

Then there was a burst of laughter, unbridled laughter, and the enemy's forwards suddenly laughed when they saw Wuhanjiang, as if to relieve the oppressive air just now.

Zhao Hu came over on horseback at the moment, walked to Wuhanjiang, and grinned: "Are you here to challenge?"

Wu Hanjiang was still motionless, his reaction seemed to be very slow, and after about ten seconds, he said leisurely: "No."

Zhao Hu's black war horse was as manic as his people, turning around on the ground, several times it seemed that he almost stepped on the Wuhan River, but the Wuhan River didn't seem to see it, standing there fixedly, Zhao Hu said: "Then you are here to send death", suddenly a gust of wind, Zhao Hu raised his knife and fell, straight down.

By this time it was already dark, and there was a cloud of fog under the dim canopy.

Wu Hanjiang's pitch-black iron sword was already covered with this kind of fog, his hair had been wet with fog, his sword was still in his arms, when Zhao Hu cut it down, his reaction seemed to be very slow, his body didn't even move, and his eyes didn't even lift.

But there was an extra corpse on the ground, Zhao Hu's neck had been cut off, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, a disdainful and mocking smile.

His eyes bulged out, and he looked at Wu Hanjiang fiercely, as if trying to figure out how he died.

Wu Hanjiang didn't even look at him, his expression was still as unclear as fog, but it could make people feel chills in their hearts.

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