It didn't take long for the battle to start and finish.

The painter on the periphery of the battlefield was busy, he had already sketched a chapter, and the first thing he was doing was to color the sketch.

With the help of memory, the artist drew two people out of battle.

Drew Meng Fei charged.

Draw out the apricot out of the needle.

Drew Meng Fei blocked.

Draw a silver needle that suddenly changes the line.

The needle was poisonous, and Meng Fei knelt on the ground after taking a few steps.

In the end, Mi Xing was drawn and cut off Meng Fei's head with a thin line from afar.

It's just seven drawings, but it vividly depicts the entire battle.

The painter wiped the sweat from his head, drank a sip of water, and seized the time to rest.

……

The people on Ye Youhuan's side are not good-looking.

Meng Fei was the first to play on behalf of Ye Youhuan's camp.

He fought against the enemy, and he didn't even go through three moves in total.

Even, he couldn't even get close, and he was poisoned by Mi Xing.

Meng Fei's performance, the angry Ye Youhuan stomped his feet.

If Meng Fei could be careful with his opponent, he wouldn't be like this.

"Will you still be able to put poison on your weapons?" Ye Youhuan's voice gradually improved, and he asked the people around him hoarsely.

"There are no rules that explicitly prohibit it, but because it is too despicable, it is despised by others, and it is the first time I have heard of the use of quenching weapons in the general." Wang Sheng's expression was very solemn.

"This Meng Fei, I'm really angry, can't he be more cautious?" Ye Youhuan complained hoarsely.

"General, you dissipate your anger, and then I'll help you move back to a game." Wang Sheng asked for battle.

"No, I'm going to play in person next round." Ye Youhuan was a little out of breath.

"General, you still sit and deal with their leader, Jiazha Xuanshi!" Wang Sheng said: "Don't look at him as a child, when they invaded our Yan Kingdom, there were five very powerful generals, known as the five great demon generals of the Liang Kingdom attacking Yan, among them is this Jiazha Xuanshi." ”

"Are these five people the Five Great Demon Generals?" Ye Youhuan felt that this statement was very novel.

"No, it's only Jiazha Xuanshi." Wang Sheng rejoiced: "If the five demon generals are here, then we are really unlucky, if they want to know, it is better not to agree." ”

"Eh......" Ye Youhuan sighed and said: "You really seriously underestimated our side, not to mention anything else, if those five ghost generals are really here, my eldest cousin can kill those five people alone, because my eldest cousin is invincible in the world." ”

"Next time, I'll go!" After Zhong Ling finished speaking, he didn't give the people around him a chance to oppose at all, and walked out directly.

Ye Youhuan reminded Zhong Ling: "Be careful that the opponent's weapon may be poisonous. ”

"Got it!" Zhong Lingtou said without replying.

Ye Youhuan looked at Zhong Ling's back with a smile, he knew that Zhong Ling must be fine.

Zhong Ling looks like he is in his teens, but he is actually more than a hundred years old.

Ye Youhuan had to admit that if Zhong Ling revealed her true identity, she should not be her opponent.

Zhong Ling took the lead in moving forward, and Wang Sheng followed behind him.

He stepped forward not to face the battle, but received an order from Ye Youhuan to bring Meng Fei's body back.

When he took Meng Fei's body and mobile phone back, he found that the skin of Meng Fei's corpse had turned a bewitching purple.

"This poison is really powerful, I think that even if General Meng is not beheaded, he is more than lucky." Said after putting the body away.

"Hmm!" Ye Youhuan wiped Wang Sheng's eyes and closed his dead eyes.

At this time, the enemy camp also elected the participants.

This time, the opponent is a handsome man with a good demeanor.

He was dressed in a brocade robe and held an emerald green fan in his hand.

The man was very handsome, with long flowing hair and a graceful walk.

It's just that although he is handsome, but staring at it for a while, he always feels cold in his heart, in addition to being handsome, he also exudes an evil atmosphere.

Stopping from afar, the handsome boy saluted Zhong Ling, and said very politely: "In Xia Mijia, may I ask the girl's name?" ”

"Cangchang—"

The sound of a sword unsheathed.

When the voice first started, Zhong Ling had already rushed out.

Her speed was so fast, much faster than Meng Fei, that when the painter painted her charge, he only painted a vague shadow.

Mi Jia on the opposite side saw Zhong Ling's speed, and finally understood that Zhong Ling was not as simple as it seemed.

Mi Jia shook his hand and threw out silver stars from his sleeve.

He threw out all the Hidden Arrows, five in all.

Mi Jia didn't know what special technique he used, and the sleeve arrow he threw out actually drew a big arc.

The five Hidden Arrows are in different directions, drawing a beautiful curve, and the target is Zhong Ling.

Because it is an arc and comes from five directions at the same time, this sleeve arrow is extremely difficult to defend.

But they still couldn't stop Zhong Ling.

"Jingle Bell—"

Zhong Ling used his sword to shoot down all the hidden arrows one by one, and he didn't stop.

Mi Jia frowned and threw out five hidden arrows again.

This time, the Sleeve Arrow is faster, the arc is larger, and the angle is more tricky.

After the hidden weapon was played, Mi Jia felt very relieved, because he felt that he had used the hidden weapon this time and had played his best.

He felt that even if it was himself or his sister Mi Xing, he would never be able to catch such a tricky secret weapon.

"Dingding-ding-"

Zhong Ling shot down all the hidden weapons again.

Mi Jia's best play only made her body slightly dull.

Mi Jia was taken aback, and if he wanted to use the secret weapon again, it was too late, Zhong Ling had already rushed to his side.

"Uhhh

Zhong Ling swung out a sword and slashed it cleanly at Mi Jia's head.

"Ding—"

Mi Jia parried Zhong Ling's weapon with a fan, and secretly said in his heart: "It's so dangerous!" ”

Then, the two of them went back and forth, and they fought more than ten times in an instant.

Zhong Ling kept attacking, and Mi Jia kept blocking.

It's not that Mi Jia doesn't want to attack, but Zhong Ling's attack is like a storm, which makes Mi Jia breathless.

"Whew-"

Mi Jia's fan suddenly opened, and when he fanned Zhong Ling, a piece of green powder on the fan sprinkled towards Zhong Ling.

"It's despicable to use poison again."

Seeing Mi Jia using poison again, the people on Ye Youhuan's side pinched the sweat for Zhong Ling.

Mi Jia himself didn't feel despicable at all, and waited evilly for his opponent to be poisoned and slaughtered.

However, he ignored that Zhong Ling was much faster than him in terms of speed and reaction, so it was so easy for him to succeed.

I just watched Zhong Ling blow violently: "Whew-"

The green poisonous powder was blown back.

Mi Jia hurriedly held her breath to prevent the poisonous powder from being sucked into her stomach.

But before the poisonous powder blew on his face, Zhongling's sword was faster than the poisonous powder, and the last hair came first, drawing a silver chain in front of Mi Jia.

"Whew-"

Mi Jia's head was cut off by Zhong Ling.