This was the last battle of the Jade Prince, and it was also the battle with the largest number of participants and the longest battle since the Jade Prince's break with the imperial court, and it was the battle with the largest number of deaths. It is probably not an exaggeration to describe it as a river of blood.

"Father, shouldn't we also kill the generals?" Looking at the hard fight on the battlefield, Zhao Ziming's heart was surging, and he couldn't wait to participate in it.

Zhao Taixu looked up at the sky, "Well, it's almost, you let people prepare." ”

"I guess you'd better not get involved. An unexpected voice came.

"Brother Yang?" Zhao Ziming saw the person coming clearly and shouted out.

"Yang Nan, don't you find a place where no one is there to hide and live your life in peace, but you come to spoil my good deeds, do you think your life is too long?" Zhao Taixu frowned.

"In the affairs of the court, I don't care who is the emperor, and I can't control it. But I can't help but avenge the enmity between Fu Ye and Qingquan!" Yang Nan said indignantly.

"You!" Cho Tae-wook rolled up his sleeves.

"Father!" Zhao Ziming stopped Zhao Taixu, "This matter started because of me, why don't I come to meet Brother Yang first, in order to repay Brother Yang for his kindness in 'taking care' of me in the past." ”

"Okay, then you can get on, Ziming, be careful. Zhao Taixu thought about it and decided that he could exercise his son, although he was strict, but as a father, he couldn't help but admonish.

"Brother Yang, the arrow is my natal weapon, so, be careful!" Zhao Ziming took a few steps forward, bent his bow and arrows, and even reminded Yang Nan.

Hmph, it doesn't seem that the nature is too bad, and you know to remind me. Although he thought in his heart, Yang Nan was still engrossed and cautiously stared at Zhao Ziming's arrow.

He knew that Zhao Ziming's archery skills were powerful, and he was fast and accurate. So at this time, Yang Nan mobilized his 120,000 spirit, and luckily on his toes, allowing himself to move easily and quickly, and his center of gravity shifted left and right, making it not so easy for Zhao Ziming to shoot himself.

"Heh, carving insect skills!" Zhao Ziming scoffed at Yang Nan's pace, in the eyes of a marksman of his level, Yang Nan's little trick may only be so useful in the face of those rookie shooters.

"Whoosh!" Zhao Ziming only took a small aim, his fingers suddenly parted, and the bow and arrow flew straight towards Yang Nan.

Seeing the sharp arrow flying, Yang Nan was not in a hurry, his shoulders sank, and he actually dodged this fatal arrow.

"What?" To Zhao Ziming's surprise, it was true that he didn't want to shoot Yang Nan with an arrow, so he aimed at Yang Nan's shoulder, but he didn't expect Yang Nan to dodge it at all, he shot empty.

As soon as his cheeks were hot, Zhao Ziming quickly drew an arrow, bent his bow, took an arrow, and shot again.

It's empty again!

Yang Nan took the opportunity to dodge the arrows and took a big leap forward.

"Whew!" Three powerful arrows came out one after another, directly taking Yang Nan's life. Zhao Ziming was in a hurry now, whether it was Yang Nan's key point or elsewhere.

But a miracle still happened, five arrows, Yang Nan dodged all of them with various strange figures. When Zhao Ziming looked at it again in a panic, Yang Nan actually took the opportunity to dodge the arrow and came to him, Ziming hurriedly waved his bow away, but Yang Nan, who was close, was not something that a little Ziming could resist.

Yang Nan made a quick uppercut from the bottom uppercut, which directly knocked Zhao Ziming into the air. Zhao Taixu snorted secretly, and quickly stepped forward and reached out to support his son, so that he did not fall to the ground in embarrassment.

"Stand down, Ziming, you're no match for him. ”