Feng Jiu's feet stepped on the bluestone steps and planted headlong down. He really couldn't bear it, if it weren't for that strong support, he would have fallen as early as the moment the long sword pierced through his chest.

The two Feng Xiangwei waited on the steps early, carefully holding Feng Jiu on his arm, and the doctor brought by the royal family quickly stepped forward, cut his shirt, and began to treat him.

Lin Ruochen turned around, looked at Cangtai, and said word by word: "Do you know now, what is a martial artist?" This is a warrior! ”

Cangtai's eyes were full of incredible shock, with such an injury, how did he go through this long journey back?

This is a warrior?

The drums shook the sky, and in the royal army, "Ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories!" The roar was deafening.

All three battles were won, but only Feng Jiu's battle was the most shocking.

He let the people of the Guwu clan know that victory is often forged with his own blood.

Feng Yi stepped out of the formation, the long knife in his hand flashed, and his gray hair moved in the wind.

"Be careful! Han Qi on the other side is not only a gunman, but his own martial arts are also good in his strength! Lin Ruochen whispered as Feng Yi passed by his side.

This battle is the Guwu clan, the one with the least chance of winning!

There is no way, the flag of the ancient martial king has not been erected for twenty years, and the time for Gongsun Mingyan to return is too late. Yun Chengshu has been in the ancient martial arts for nearly ten years, and he has divided and attracted too many strong people, and there are too few martial artists who can work hard for the royal family in a short period of time.

Feng Yi nodded, since no one was too sure, then he had to fight for the dignity of Feng Xiangwei and the dignity of the royal family!

Death is not terrible, he has nothing to fear. This is the inheritance of Feng Xiangwei!

Yun Chengshu City Mansion is extremely deep, although the anger in his heart is almost uncontrollable now, but after all, he can still maintain his demeanor. But the old man beside him was already bearded.

In the first five fights, Feng Wu took on three of them. In his opinion, these are all games to score points. But the earth shatter was killed by the heavenly soul with the power of thunder at the beginning, and after Bai Chongge succeeded in the plot, he was actually ended by Feng Jiu in an unbelievable way.

In his opinion, this is already a big defeat!

Yun Chengshu could sense the killing intent boiling on his side, and said coldly: "Old Liu, as long as you kill Lin Ruochen in the last battle, what I promised you before will still remain the same!" ”

Even if he only won three or two of these ten battles, Yun Chengshu didn't care. Anyway, he has successfully laid a wedge in the ironclad inheritance of the Guwu clan.

What he cares about is Lin Ruochen's life and death.

In his opinion, Lin Ruochen is a chess piece jointly laid by Feng Yu and Yu Shuanglong, which is the tesuji in the chess game. The battle situation is still long, and Lin Ruochen must be the key to it.

The good news is that Lin Ruochen's finale happened to face Liu Ronghe, the most powerful among them. No matter how you look at it, this time, he can't escape death!

"You talk counts?" Liu Ronghe turned around, his eyes brightened.

Feng Wudu came here not to show off his strength, he had already reached an agreement with Yun Chengshu. It's a pity that the two wastes of Disha and Bai Chongge have disrupted his plan.

"Of course! This little thing, I Yun Chengshu also did the master. "The clouds are trees, the wind is light.

"Good! No matter what the current battle is, the old man will bring back that kid's head for you in the next battle! ”

Yoo Young-hyuk's momentum once again rose by three points.

Yun Chengshu set his sights on the battlefield, the next one is too early, this time, he is going to score points!

According to the original expectations, Han Qi was the most difficult link among them. As a Gunners, head-to-head with his opponents was never his forte.

But the world is unpredictable, but Han Qi has now become the only hope of winning the first four battles.

The strength of Feng Yi on the other side and the Heavenly Soul are obviously not at the same level. In the face of a gunman he rarely encounters, experience alone is not enough.

Han Qi stepped on the battlefield, with standard gunner's equipment, with gun holsters tied to the roots of his thighs on both sides. On the right calf, a narrow dagger.

But what he was holding in his hand was a spear!

On the martial arts, he is also a down-to-earth master. Facing Feng Yi, he was not prepared to use the musket in the first place.

After all, in this kind of heads-up, when the other party's attention is very concentrated, the musket is difficult to pose a real threat to the master of this realm.

A powerful musket must have a strong recoil.

Every time a shot is fired, the gunman's figure will be stiffened for a moment.

This is very lethal in hand-to-hand combat. If you miss one shot, you may never get a second shot.

Therefore, he must rely on his martial arts to create an opportunity to kill with one blow!

Han Qi's spear kung fu was practiced since he was a child, and before he became a gunner, he was a well-known spearman in the Northwest Field Army.

His marksmanship is a standard six-in-one gun, with a total of 36 potentials. The heart, qi and courage are combined inside, and the hands, steps and eyes are combined outside, the basic skills are solid, and the offense and defense are balanced.

Feng Yi wanted to use the single knife in his hand to break his spear momentum, and he also had to pay a great price.

The two were in a stalemate on the battlefield, Feng Yi's spirit was highly concentrated, and Sancheng's energy was placed on his back hand.

He kept reminding himself that Han Qi on the other side was a gunman! The two muskets on the side of his legs are not good-looking, they are deadly killer weapons!

Feng Yi knew that if he wanted to win, when Han Qi pulled out his gun, it was his best chance. As long as he dodges the first shot, he is seventy percent sure that he will kill the opponent.

This battle is destined to require a great deal of patience.

Feng Yi is not short of patience, and Han Qi is even more patient. Since he switched careers to become a Gunners, patience has always been his greatest strength. The first element of the gunman's ambush and sniping is to endure loneliness!

With a calm spear and a three-point offense, but with a seven-point defense, he firmly controlled the distance between the two sides.

Compared with Feng Yi, he also has an innate advantage.

He's younger than Feng Yi!

Strong qi and blood are enough for him to grind the opponent to death on the battlefield. When the two sides are exhausted, all kinds of reaction speeds have decreased, and it is the best time for him to draw his gun and burst out.

The strength of the master of Huajin is long, but it is absolutely impossible to fight for several hours like in the storytelling.

Both sides are in a fierce fight, and it is a limit to be able to maintain the peak of physical strength for ten minutes!

Time passed minute by minute, and the two people seemed to fight fiercely, but they were a little less fierce.

Feng Yi knew that his time was running out. There was a noticeable heat in the lungs, the lips began to dry, and the muscles of the body were faintly sore.

This is a sign that oxygen is not being supplied.

If you go further, the arms and legs that exert frequent force will affect the nerve sensing due to the large amount of lactic acid deposits. As a result, the muscles stiffen and the reaction speed decreases rapidly.

Feng Yi judged that his physical limit was a minute or two earlier than Han Qi.

Even if you can't find the best opportunity, you have to show your killer move and give it a last stand! If you drag it out, you will only make your hopes smaller and smaller.

He doesn't want to win anymore, he wants to design it and die with the other side!

Suddenly, he swung up with a single knife, and walked forward continuously, Feng Yi burst out with a loud shout, and turned his wrist around Han Qi's big gun.

He wants to give Han Qi a signal, he can't do it, this is his last wave of outbursts!

When victory is about to come, people will subconsciously abandon the risk-taking method and adopt the safest way. Drag, as long as it drags on for another minute, the opponent will collapse!

Han Qi is no exception. When Feng Yi suddenly broke out, he subconsciously took two steps back, and the spear in his hand made a "grass and snake" to block the opponent's offensive.

But Han Qi's combat experience is very rich after all. Just as he took the second step back, a sense of vigilance suddenly arose in his heart!

Wrong!

Although Feng Yi's physical strength on the opposite side is worse than his, it will definitely not be where he is now!

This kind of fight is a little earlier.

That can only mean that the other party has designed a surprise attack, and he wants to take advantage of the opportunity of his slow retreat to kill him in one fell swoop!

As soon as his mind moved, Han Qi kicked up with his left foot, hitting the barrel of the gun, and the moment the gun body flew up, he pushed it with both handles, and the spear pierced out like a sharp arrow!

With the force of this push, the body desperately jumped out to the back, and the right hand drooped down, touching the holster on the side of the leg!

Feng Yi's forward momentum suddenly stopped, his spine bent backwards like a full bow, and his left hand shot forward like a sharp arrow on a string.

The left hand reached the end, and a thin chain in the cuff burst out with a "swish", and the four-inch-long, three-finger-wide dart head went straight to Han Qi's chest!

This is Feng Yi's killer feature, a dart in his sleeve!

He wasn't worried about Han Qi retreating, on this sleeve dart, he had worked hard for decades, as long as he locked the opponent, he would never miss.

As for Han Qi's counterattack, he didn't pay attention to it, because he wasn't prepared to hide at all!

With a dart in his sleeve, Feng Yi's body stiffened for a moment, and the long knife in his right hand came out of his hand, spinning and flying towards Han Qi's neck.

Han Qi finally reacted, raised his right hand, and the steel core catapulted towards Feng Yi's chest at the moment, but he turned a deaf ear to the meteor-like dart.

In just an instant, a blood flower bloomed on Feng Yi's left chest, but a smile already appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The dart head had also been nailed to Han Qi's left chest, and the thin chain was still firmly in Feng Yi's hand. As long as the dart head penetrates the heart, he also has a spiral torque to ensure that one hit kills!

For him, losing both sides and ending up together is the best ending.

But this time, it may be the first time Feng Yi has missed after the dart in his sleeve, and it will be the last!

Han Qi bent over sharply in pain, like a shrimp, but finally blocked the dart. The spinning single knife also flew overhead!

Feng Yiyuan's eyes widened, and he shook the thin chain in his hand helplessly, watching the dart head fall from Han Qi's tattered clothes. A tidal wave of dizziness quickly overwhelmed him, until he fell to the ground, he didn't understand, where did he lose?

He could only watch, his opponent smiling and retreating, his vitality gradually dissipating, but he couldn't close his eyes!