Chapter 116

Blood splattered, limbs separated.

Everyone seems to have forgotten everything, only the non-stop fighting, fighting, still fighting.

Endless shouts of killing, endless roars, and violent collisions of weapons resounded in the sky above the north gate of the city, and the people of Dijing who were sleeping were also awakened at this time.

The people were familiar with the costumes of those soldiers, and looking at the scene of shouting and killing, they were so frightened that they hid in the distance and peeked, and of course there were some bold ones who were slightly closer to observe.

"Lao Wang of the house next door, who do you say are those people at the city gate? Why did you suddenly get started? I've never seen it in the Empire! ”

"It seems to be Lei Pengzhen guarding the city over there! Some of them seem to be palace guards, and the other is a little strange! ”

"Could it be the people of the Southern King! I've heard that the King of the South has brought people back! ”

"Ahh Then it seems that the imperial capital is going to be lively~~"

"Hey! The sky in the imperial capital is about to change, haven't you heard? After the Prime Minister was assassinated, many officials in the imperial capital were either dismissed for inexplicable reasons or sent to remote places. ”

"What do you do with so much, they big shots are fighting around, and in the end, it's our people who suffer, it's good that they're all dead."

The crowd in the distance kept whispering and talking about their opinions.

Zhu Can waved the nine-tooth nail rake in his hand as if he had entered a no-man's land, blood was constantly sprayed, and the nine-tooth nail rake was constantly dancing in the air, only two or three strokes could take away the life of a soldier, although the soldiers in front of him were experienced in a hundred battles, but their martial arts realm was not high after all, and the strongest was equivalent to the strength of ordinary martial artists.

On the one hand, Yang Wei and Lei Pengzhen and the others were originally ready to protect Zhu Can, but when they saw his tiger rake, they were secretly shocked, they didn't expect that a child who was only ten years old had reached such a strong strength, it was really unimaginable, in the huge empire, there were not no warriors in their twenties, but they were definitely a handful, and they couldn't help but secretly admire the strength of the Zhu family, why they could maintain the name of the god of war from the beginning of the empire to the present.

Because of the existence of him, Yang Wei, and the three masters of the Thunder-Ban Bureau on Zhu Can's side, plus their momentum was originally superior to the other party, they all knew that if they didn't work hard, no one would want to leave alive today, when the strength of the two parties was about the same, it would depend on who dared to work hard, and it was just Zhu Can's side that was like this.

Everyone ruthlessly waved the steel knife in their hands, as if they wanted to tear everything apart, for the sake of the once invincible god of war in their hearts, in order to be able to earn enough money.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

I have heard his words in Long Zihao's mouth just now, he wants to do it to our family, no matter what the result is today, the end of himself and his family is death, since the left and right are dead, then let's kill enough capital, kill one Lao Tzu without compensation, kill two Lao Tzu and earn!

Kill! Kill this bunch of shit!

The form on the field gradually became one-sided, and Zhu Can and the others did not die except for more than a dozen people who were injured.

On the other hand, Long Zihao's army, the soldiers lost their armor, suffered heavy casualties, the sound of wailing was endless, and some people even kept retreating, for Long Zihao's people, the other party Zhu Can and the others were like mad dogs who did not want to die, the steel knives in their hands seemed to be full of endless power, no matter how they resisted, it seemed that they could never stop their steps, especially their red eyes were like demons from hell, they were ruthlessly harvesting our lives.

It's fear from the heart!

On the other side, Long Penglan and Long Zihao have been in a stalemate, Long Penglan is constantly wandering, flying up and down, a long sword is flying all over the sky, the long sword in Long Zihao's hand seems to be like a silver snake, although it is tricky and weird, but it can't help Long Penglan.

"Whoosh!" Long Zihao suddenly attacked another shot, the seemingly ordinary shot had countless changes, and the body of the gun pointed to the place where Long Penglan changed his moves.

"Dangdang ......" sparks flew, and Long Penglan and Long Zihao fought against more than ten swords in the blink of an eye.

Because Long Penglan is a woman, and she is at home all the year round, her strength is insufficient, "Kick and kick....", she retreated more than ten meters before she stopped her figure, and in the place where she fought just now, a strand of hair slowly fell.

"Teng! Rise! Long Zihao also took two steps back at the same time to stop his figure, looked down at the opening of the clothes on his chest, and frowned slightly with a surprised look, "I didn't expect Princess Penglan to be so good, and she really deserves to be the apprentice of the first warrior of the Xia Kingdom back then!" ”

"I won the award, and the son of the world also won it, worthy of being the first young master in the summer country that year!" Long Penglan brushed down her long hair, but she was also surprised in her heart, she didn't expect that Long Zihao was almost the same as her own strength, especially the spear in his hand, which was so restrained that she couldn't beckon.

"Haha! Princess Penglan's words are serious, compared to your son, this young man's first master is ashamed of himself! Long Zihao glanced at Zhu Can in the distance and said with hatred, but his heart was even more surprised than when he saw Long Penglan's clothes on his chest just now, but when Yu Guang saw the situation of his own heavy losses, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't expect his soldiers to be defeated so quickly.

Long Penglan glanced at her son Zhu Can, and saw that he had nothing to do, and felt a little relieved, standing sideways, pointing his sword forward, his hair was windless and automatic, and the internal force in his body was running rapidly, and his breath was instantly released.

Feeling the huge pressure on his face, Long Zihao shook his lower body slightly, the tip of the heavy sword touched the ground, and a majestic momentum came up to him.

The master's move is generally a tentative attack in the beginning of the battle, and when they know each other about the same thing, they will go all out and fight to the death.

"Zi ....." There seemed to be a faint sound in the air of the two of them preparing to take off, and the two were indifferent to each other, and their momentum continued to rise.

The real showdown begins! And just then, a sudden situation appeared.

"Bang!" Zhu Can, who was not far away, waved his nine-toothed nail rake, and the last soldier in front of him was directly cut off, and fell heavily to the ground unconscious.

Withdrawing the nine-tooth nail rake in his hand, he glanced around, the battle was almost over, a smile appeared on his face, and he turned to look at his mother who was standing quietly not far away.

"Mother, give me this old guy!" I couldn't help but whisper casually.

"No!" This low cry made Long Penglan's momentum instantly loosen, and his breath couldn't help stagnating.

In fact, Zhu Can's shout was not intentional, he just watched his mother standing quietly not far away and confronting Long Zihao, his side was finished, and he wanted to say hello to see if he was going to help his mother, but he had experienced too few master duels in this world, and it could be said that he had almost never encountered them.

The more the duel between the masters, the more afraid of external interference, in the duel between two top masters, even the slightest interference may affect the victory! What's more, it's this shout.

When I saw my mother's shocked look, a sense of foreboding still arose.

Long Zihao instantly sensed the change in Long Feiyu's breath, how could he easily give up such a good opportunity, and his body rushed forward.

"Whoosh!" Long Zihao, who was holding the spear in his hand, was actually so fast, just a few dodges were already approaching Long Penglan, and the spear flipped from the bottom to the top and stabbed forward.

"Kick!" Long Penglan hurriedly took two steps back, and the long sword in his hand was about to use the power of the spear to dodge sideways.

But Long Zihao finally encountered such a good opportunity, how could it be just a simple move, suddenly the spear of the forward stab trembled slightly, and a burst of spear flowers spread in front of Long Penglan's body, making it impossible for people to know where it landed.

Long Feiyu only felt that the long sword in his hand suddenly swooped into the air, and just when he wanted to withdraw the long sword and prepare to change his move, a strong wind rushed towards him.

I couldn't help but secretly scream in my heart, there was no way to avoid it, I had to close my eyes and wait for death.

"If you dare to hurt my mother, I want you to cut it all over the door and eat me a rake!"

At the last moment, Zhu Can finally rushed to Long Penglan's side, grabbed his mother's waist with a big hand, brought her behind him, and pushed forward the nine-tooth nail rake in his hand with one hand, hitting the spear that came to attack.

While! Sparks flew, and the two of them took two steps backwards at the same time to retract their figures.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, the words of praise I just made were really true, at a young age, I had already touched the realm of cultivation, and I, the first young master of the year, was just like that, and I was only at the peak of the realm of martial arts in my thirties, which is unlimited."

Long Zihao stabilized his figure, and finally saw the depth of Zhu Can's strength after a one-move fight.

The fight just now seems that the two are evenly matched, but in fact, Zhu Can belongs to the latter strike, and Long Zihao is an all-out blow, this move is a move to take the enemy's life with all his might, but it was blocked by Zhu Can with one hand, and it is already clear which is stronger and which is weak.

"Whether it's praise or bragging, no matter who you are, as long as you dare to hurt my relatives, you can only die!"

Zhu Can slightly took his mother and asked her to step back a distance, the nine-tooth nail rake in her hand clenched her hands, and she was fighting to the death.

"Haha.... Good spirit, since this is the case, let's compare and compare, let me understand the strength of your cultivation realm. “

Not to be outdone, Long Zihao burst out laughing.

On the Warring States Continent, people divide the strength more carefully than Huaxia, and those who practice martial arts are collectively called warriors, and then with the continuous progress of strength, they are divided into, samurai, martial masters, martial saints, and martial arts.

When the strength can penetrate the realm of martial arts and reach the extreme, you can make an exception for the original checks and balances of the body and step into the ranks of cultivation.

And the strength of Long Zihao in front of him is the realm of Wuzun, although Long Penglan's strength is also the realm of Wuzun, but it is obviously slightly inferior, and Zhu Cheng's strength is actually only the realm of martial saints, and sometimes the strength of his own strength does not have much to do with whether he can win a battle, for example, Zhuge Liang's own strength is actually just a powerless scholar.

And the strength in the army is not the same, ordinary soldiers are generally warriors, and there are very few ordinary people, which is why Zhu Can feels that the physical fitness of people here is significantly higher than that of humans in Huaxia.