Even if the crown prince Xuanyuan Qihuang himself is good and strategic, Da Zhou has already been like a rotten fruit, and he can't resist the elite master that Murong Canghaihua has personally trained for ten years.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty fell down one by one like soft mud.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to the Great Zhou, the prince's close first guard Feng Luo brandished a long sword to avoid the entry of the Great Qin soldiers, came to Xuanyuan Qihuang's side, and said eagerly-

"Your Highness, according to your humble opinion, let's withdraw first."

Xuanyuan Qihuang backhanded a sword and cut off the arm of one of the guards beside Yinglie, he looked in the direction of Su Yueming, only to see that she was embraced by Murong Canghai, and the man's eyes were clearly possessive that could not be spied on.

He really wants to take away the moonlight!

Xuanyuan Qihuang's eyes froze, and the long sword in his hand was clenched, and a murderous aura appeared.

The prince is as gentle as jade, he has always been generous, his heart trembled, and he has been by his side for many years, except for the year when the person died, he rarely saw the prince murderous and leading people.

But now, for the sake of a concubine of the Prime Minister's House, she actually ...... Regardless of his status as a prince.

"Fengluo, quickly send out a signal from the palace, and order General Yulong to lead the army to reinforcements."

"Yes!" Feng Luo immediately turned his head and went to carry out Xuanyuan Qihuang's order.

The situation in front of him is becoming more and more critical, the soldiers around the prince are falling one by one, and more and more people are surrounding him alone, and there is a great tendency to wipe him out in one fell swoop!

Xuanyuan Qihuang had a cold face and calmly faced the battle! He was approaching Su Yueming's side step by step.

But Su Yueming's heart has always been hung in the air, and she understands very well that the confrontation between Da Zhou and Da Qin at this moment is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

She turned her head, looked at Murong Canghai, and said-

"Isn't the king of the North Courtyard afraid of being ridiculed for his victory?"

"Heh......" Murong Canghai's eyes flashed with evil and cold arrogance, and said, "This king is only afraid that the opponent's death will not be tragic enough." ”

A chill rose up Su Yueming's back, and her body began to tremble.

Murong Canghai pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, and said to the soldiers in front of him: "Kill them all!" ”

Make a clean sweep of! Su Yueming's eyes trembled, did he want to kill them all?

"Drive!" Murong Canghai raised the horsewhip high in his hand and whipped it on the horse's back, Su Yueming only felt that after his body was trembling violently, the horse galloped away in the direction of Xuanyuan Qihuang!

"Roar." Murong Canghai let out a low roar, spun up on the horse's back, and the long sword in his hand was given towards the position of Xuanyuan Qihuang's heart.

The head-to-head confrontation between the two has officially begun!

The clouds on the horizon faded red, and the sky became dark, as if all the light in the world was concentrated on these two men at this moment.

All the people suddenly stopped involuntarily at this moment, and their eyes fell on these two people.

Two men who are also intolerable.

One purple and one white.

"Your Highness." Su Yueming's heart hung in his throat, as if as long as he tried harder, that heart was about to burst.

Xuanyuan Qihuang's eyes froze, he turned around as fast as he could, and stabbed through a soldier in front of him.

After hearing only a sharp voice, a dazzling spark flashed in the air, and the tip of his sword accurately matched the tip of Murong Canghai's sword.

The sword body shook violently, and Xuanyuan Qihuang's hand felt numb for a moment.

The dark tide between the two was surging, the situation was pressing, and Su Yueming's trembling palms overflowed with sweat.