"What is she talking about, why can't General Ben understand?"

General Song was confused and glanced back at Jiang Beihai.

"Actually, General Song doesn't need to understand, I'm just talking to myself. Moreover, these things are not something that needs to be considered in the immediate future, so it can be called even more groundless. Xie Xiaoman smiled slightly.

Jiang Beihai realized something, the expression on his face was still light, but his right hand was already on the hilt. The muscles in his body began to congest and tighten, and a strange sense of power filled his entire body. It is this power that ensures that he can burst out and kill at any time.

But Jiang Beihai's face was still calm, even a little indifferent, but extremely focused.

Xie Xiaoman glanced at him.

"Girl! What nonsense are you talking about! Tai Ping, who was next to him, was a little panicked, and took two steps to this side, the smile on his face slightly stiffened.

"Senior, I'm really sorry." Xie Xiaoman smiled weakly, feeling indebted to him in his heart.

Tai Ping is indeed a good person in the true sense, Xie Xiaoman can't deny it, and he can't deny it. She couldn't refute Tai's ordinary values, and she couldn't oppose his hatred of the Han people, because even Xie Xiaoman himself couldn't still be friends with people of other races after his relatives were killed.

This is a very sad aspect of human nature, and it can be clearly and truly existed.

Xie Xiaoman smiled a little sadly, but when he made a move, he didn't hesitate at all.

She jumped and instantly came behind General Song and rode with him. The saber on General Song's waist was pulled out by her. The sword is across the throat.

The throat is naturally General Song's throat, and Xie Xiaoman has not lived enough.

The life of the head of an army falling into the hands of others is certainly something that no army can tolerate. Jiang Beihai could not tolerate it. Tai is also intolerable.

Therefore, at the same time as Xie Xiaoman moved, the two of them also moved.

Tai Ping's reaction was very simple, first he was shocked at first, and then he condensed his spiritual power to make a move, and a sword qi conjured up by spiritual energy flew out, and Xie Xiaoman avoided it sideways. But he was still cut off by the sword qi and a strand of long hair.

But this is not all of the attacks that Xie Xiaoman has suffered, in fact, the attacks she has suffered. It's much more than that little bit of sword energy.

Because although Tai Ping made a move, he was very slow, and the previous mood swings delayed his reaction for too long, so that Xie Xiaoman had already been prepared to deal with it.

But Jiang Beihai is different.

When Xie Xiaoman started moving. Jiang Beihai moved.

He didn't have the slightest delay. There was no surprise or hesitation, not even the slightest fluctuation in expression.

It's as if he was born to draw a sword, as if he has been preparing for many years to draw a sword this time.

Xie Xiaoman used a wind charm that was extremely fast, almost flying out, leaving only a few afterimages behind him.

Jiang Beihai is better than the distance. He jumped in the same way, at the height of the horses beneath him. The speed was not much slower than Xie Xiaoman, and the long sword was also unsheathed, from top to bottom, with a momentum like a rainbow.

When the sword is unsheathed, there must be a dragon groan, and when Xie Xiaoman pulled out the sword on General Song's waist, he heard this dragon groan.

The dragon's chant did not come from the hand, but sounded softly in the left ear, just like the sound of gold and jade, and it was beautiful in an instant.

Xie Xiaoman also thought it sounded good, but at the same time, he felt a downright coolness.

The murderous aura was so fierce that it almost enveloped her whole body, and Xie Xiaoman had nowhere to hide.

She only had time to tilt her head slightly and look at Jiang Beihai.

Jiang Beihai was wearing a soft armor and did not wear a helmet, so his handsome and cold face fell into Xie Xiaoman's eyes.

Xie Xiaoman saw those eyes, they were a pair of eyes without any emotion, without a trace of waves, and the silence was terrifying.

Actually, there are only two types of water that are truly quiet. One is a deep pool of stagnant water, and the other is the ocean when it is calm.

The stagnant waters of the deep pool will never make any more waves, and those are the eyes of the truly desperate, covered with a layer of extremely deep grayscale, leaving only appointment and numbness.

But calm seas are different. The calm of the ocean is simply because of disdain, disdain for small storms, and disdain for the surging of rivers. Because it has real power, and a casual stirring is enough to shock the waves.

Such eyes are icy, covered with a layer of indifference, and they don't care about anything in this turbid world.

Xie Xiaoman looked at Jiang Beihai's eyes, those pairs were such a calm appearance.

She knows where her ability is, no matter how sufficient the aura in her body is, no matter how much it can be constantly replenished, there are some things, things on the hardware device, that cannot be changed.

Let's say: reaction speed.

In the final analysis, Xie Xiaoman is just an ordinary girl in her bones, she has never learned taekwondo when she was a child, and when she went to school, she passed the sports with the passing line, and when she grew up, she didn't have any special sports to be admired.

She is just a girl who is too ordinary, and the girl has another very popular but very fatal characteristic, that is, slow body reaction!

This is something that absolutely must be admitted, and girls have almost a pitiful long reflex arc compared to boys, especially those who exercise regularly.

Presumably many girls have had a similar experience, during physical education class, groups of three or two stood here chatting, a ball flew over, before the girls began to shout, the boy next to him had a simple shot, blocking the ball halfway.

It would be almost a second before the screams of the girls could be heard. By this time, the ball that had been stopped had already been re-thrown or kicked far away.

Physically, most girls have a longer reflex arc, which is indeed an undeniable problem.

Xie Xiaoman also has such a problem, especially compared to people like Jiang Beihai who fight on the battlefield, her reflex arc is almost a little pitiful.

Therefore, when Jiang Beihai's sword stabbed at Xie Xiaoman, Xie Xiaoman saw it, but it was too late to dodge.

The long sword entered the chest, but it didn't hurt as much as expected, but it felt a little cold, but soon, it was replaced by warmth.

Blood quickly flowed out, covering the front of Xie Xiaoman's shirt.

Her eyes were still fixed on Jiang Beihai's eyes, and there was still no emotional fluctuation in those eyes, and not even the joy of success flashed.

Such a person is really scary.

Xie Xiaoman thought about it and smiled lightly. The body finally reacted, and his left hand drew a talisman in mid-air, and the vines broke through the ground, instantly wrapping around the sword-holding arm of Shangjiang Beihai.

It was only at this time that the sword qi emitted by Tai Ping was swung over, Xie Xiaoman slightly sideways to avoid it, but Jiang Beihai's sword couldn't help but stir slightly in her body, making her frown.

Tai's ordinary sword aura happened to cut through a few vines. Jiang Beihai took the opportunity to give up his sword, his body swept backwards, paused, and looked at Xie Xiaoman indifferently and the sword in Xie Xiaoman's hand.

The sword in Xie Xiaoman's hand did not move, and it was still horizontal in front of General Song's throat, only half an inch away from his Adam's apple.

General Song's saber was a little heavy, and Xie Xiaoman was not very easy to hold, so her hands were a little shaky.

Or because of the pain of the sword wound in his chest, Xie Xiaoman's hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble twice, and a red mark slowly oozed from General Song's neck.

"Xie Xiaoman, surrender. This sword of mine has already wounded your heart, and you will not live long. Jiang Beihai's voice was cold and he stood upright.

Xie Xiaoman smiled and wanted to ask "yes", but as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat.

"You're going to let General Ben go! Who do you think General Ben is! How dare you threaten me! Don't you want to live anymore? General Song also began to be irritable, but this irritability was only on his mouth, and the sword was across his throat, and he didn't dare to move a single bit.

He even grabbed the reins in his hand in fear and stiffly, for fear that a slight movement of the famous horse under him would directly cause Xie Xiaoman's accidental injury.

It didn't feel good to have a sword in his chest, Xie Xiaoman frowned, held the hilt of the sword with his left backhand, and slowly pulled out the sword.

It was not until this time that a trace of emotion finally flashed in Jiang Beihai's thousand-year-old icy eyes.

It's just that the emotion was too weak, and Xie Xiaoman didn't catch it.

This sword was completely pierced through the chest. Xie Xiaoman pulled out the sword body, threw it away casually, and immediately drew a hemostatic charm and slapped it on his chest.

Even so, the blood flowing from her chest had already soaked most of her clothes, and half of her body was covered in blood, Xie Xiaoman's gaze at Jiang Beihai was a little provocative.

"I'm really sorry, we cultivators, after all, are different." Xie Xiaoman said with a sneer, his voice was a little hoarse, and a stream of blood slowly slipped from his lips.

Jiang Beihai looked at the sword covered with blood on the ground, and then at the one that Xie Xiaoman held in his hand, but did not continue to move, nor did he speak.

He looked at Xie Xiaoman, waiting for her conditions.

Even if General Song couldn't see the situation behind him, he would naturally be able to guess what was going on at this time. His whole person began to panic, where did he dare to say anything cruel, and almost opened his mouth to plead: "Xie, Xie girl...... Xie Immortal Master! Thank you, Grandma! What exactly do you want? Do you want money or officials? As long as you open your mouth, you will be ready to do anything! ”

"Oh? Is this true? Xie Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and smiled, leaned into General Song's ear, and asked with a chuckle.

"When! Of course it is! As long as I can do it! General Song felt the smell of blood in the warm humidity in his ears, and he was almost scared to pee his pants.

Xie Xiaoman was of course very satisfied with his reaction, although his face was a little pale, but he was in a very happy mood: "General Song don't worry, this matter I want is actually very easy." ”

"You say what you say! I say yes a hundred! "General Song had already broken his voice, and the tone of his speech was fluctuating, almost drifting away with the wind.

"I want you to give the order to retreat." Xie Xiaoman said very clearly, word by word, "Right now, stop the attack, Mingjin retreats!" (To be continued......)