In this battle, Luo Jing made many people see the end.

The end of martial arts.

Yu Juling has a natural physique and an innate divine power, which is beyond the reach of others.

However, in front of Luo Jing, his innate divine power was nothing more than a synonym for being clumsy and stupid.

Yu Jiangwan has a ruthless mind, a ruthless killing method, and a heart like a beast, but he is still far behind Luo Jing.

Luo Jing used his strength to tell these people, it's not that you are ruthless enough, you are strong enough, even if you are strong, you are not strong enough in front of me.

"Iron armor is for generals."

Luo Jing looked at the bare body, and the contempt in his eyes was still there.

Of course, he could see that this man wearing iron armor and using a horizontal sword-style weapon should always and everywhere fantasize that he was a great general, but he was not, no matter how similar he was, he did not have the temperament of a soldier.

Luo Jing looked into the distance, Prince Yu stood there without any intention of leaving, Luo Jing knew that Prince Yu was waiting for him to die.

So Luo Jing laughed, in his own opinion, in this world, no one can kill him.

However, his troops are too small, the three hundred tiger and leopard cavalry soldiers are besieged by at least twice as many enemies, and the strength of those royal guards is also very strong, and those Jianghu guests are more capable of fighting alone, and the current scene is a little difficult for him.

But at this moment, Luo Jing didn't pay attention to the war at all, and he thought of another thing in his heart.

At this moment, Zeng Ling did not appear at the festival, starting from the outside of the Shuangxing Building, and now he has been fighting for so long, even if Zeng Ling climbs, he should have climbed over.

Zeng Ling can climb over, can't the Jizhou army crawl?

So at this moment, Luo Jing not only had killing thoughts towards Prince Yu, but also Zeng Ling.

Want to take advantage of me?

Lose both?

Luo Jing snorted.

His Haw-Par Cavalry had suffered heavy losses, less than 150 of the 300 men were still in the defense, and more than half of them had been killed.

"Today's business."

Luo Jing glanced around, and then said proudly: "I will ask for an explanation one by one, and no one will try to avoid it." ”

Even if he has lost more than half of his troops now, Ke Luo Jing has no intention of retreating, and if he wants to retreat, no one can stop him.

"Tiger and Leopard Ride!"

Luo Jing roared angrily.

The remaining more than a hundred soldiers responded at the same time.

"Kill!"

Luo Jing strode forward, and the soldiers in front of him made way for him to make a passageway, and the long lance poked out of the array, and it was the dragon out of the sea.

Come and pick one by one, the lance is accurate, killing one person with one hit, sweeping the throat, piercing the heart, every move is a one-hit kill.

The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry soldiers, who were originally still on the defensive, began to reorganize the array, forming a sharp arrow formation, and were ready to charge.

Prince Yu's face was always pale, and he knew that the battle that seemed to have appeared suddenly was not inevitable for a long time.

It's just that he was calculated, and Luo Jing was also calculated, it was originally him and Zeng Ling's endless death, but now Luo Jing has been pushed to the front.

Luo Jing has already killed his red eyes, and if Luo Jing doesn't die today, he, Prince Yu, will die.

"Shoot him!"

Prince Yu suddenly roared.

Many palace guards began to use crossbows to release arrows towards Luo Realm, but they had been fighting for so long, and their crossbow arrows were almost running out.

The lance in Luo Realm seemed to have opened a door, and the lance was no longer a lance, but a black hole, and all the feather arrows were swallowed by this black hole.

With such combat power, the more Prince Yu looked at it, the more afraid he was in his heart, and the more he calmed down, the more he was afraid.

"Kill him, ten thousand taels of gold."

Prince Yu shouted again.

Those Jianghu guests who defected to Prince Yu's mansion were asking for money, ten thousand taels of gold, which was a huge wealth that they couldn't imagine.

A group of people abandoned other opponents and besieged the past towards Luo Realm.

Luo Jing was born to belong to the battlefield, and killing is his way of survival, which is an incomprehensible talent, and he was born like this.

More and more people fell, and the corpses in front of Luo Jing and to the left and right were piled up, and the blood made the ground start to become muddy.

At this moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves on the street outside the door, like a thunderclap sweeping the ground.

Hearing the sound of the war horse stepping on the ground and hearing the neighing of the war horse, Luo Jing knew that it was his tiger and leopard cavalry reinforcements that had arrived.

So Luo Jing looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Yang trace!"

Luo Jing pointed at Prince Yu with a long lance, and he said loudly, "You shouldn't mess with me. ”

Prince Yu stood there, and he already had the idea of retreating at this moment, but at this time, where was there still time.

Outside the gate, the tiger and leopard riders stopped, and countless elite soldiers began to charge from behind Prince Yu's team.

One of the guards loudly persuaded: "Lord Wang, go quickly, and wait for the reinforcements of the Lord to arrive before you can fight again." ”

"Reinforcements?"

Prince Yu said: "When you see the tiger and leopard riding here, you should understand that Zeng Ling's soldiers will not come, maybe he is hiding somewhere, looking at this and smiling secretly, how proud and proud you are." ”

He reached for a long knife and gripped the hilt.

"When I was a teenager, I fought in the northern Xinjiang, and I never retreated from the battle array, how many times I fought to the death were outnumbered by the enemy, but I can still kill a bloody road, today is just another battle of life and death, I can kill the black warriors back then, and I can also kill the young people today."

He held the knife forward: "Let me ......"

Before he could finish his words, a feathered arrow flew from behind his back and shot through his shoulder with a pop.

In the eagerness to come out, he didn't have time to pierce the armor, the arrow shot through the shoulder, and the long knife in his hand could not be grasped, and fell to the ground with a thud.

That lonely bravery, all of a sudden, like a knife on the ground, fell down, and it was difficult to lift it again.

A long lance appeared in front of Prince Yu, and the lance was pressed on Prince Yu's shoulder, and as long as the lance was swept lightly, it could cut Prince Yu's neck open.

But the moment Luo Jing made his move, his heart seemed to light up, and he came to his senses.

Why didn't Zeng Ling come?

Zeng Ling didn't come, firstly, because he wanted him and Prince Yu to kill both of them, and secondly, Zeng Ling didn't want to be charged with killing the prince.

So as soon as Luo Jing thought of this, he suddenly laughed, and the lance left Prince Yu's shoulder, and he poked the lance on the ground, just looking at Prince Yu with contempt.

The tiger and leopard riders who poured in from outside were in complete control, and their repeating crossbows and bows were enough to make any charlatan fearful.

No matter how strong the Jianghu guest is, how can he stop the three thousand fine armor.

They may all be conceited that they are excellent in martial arts, but the martial arts they learn are not a means to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

Let them go to the battlefield to kill, maybe the tricks they have learned will be forgotten in an instant, and they will only slash indiscriminately.

"Lord Wang."

Luo Jing beckoned, motioned for his subordinates to move a chair in the courtyard, and after he sat down, he looked at Prince Yu and asked, "Do you regret it now?" ”

Prince Yu looked at the young man in front of him, who was a generation worse than himself, and suddenly had a sense of surprise that this world was no longer in his hands.

"What did you win again?"

Prince Yu asked rhetorically.

"What did I win?"

Luo Jing laughed, his hand gently caressing his long lance, which was covered with slimy blood.

"I won my life, isn't that enough?"

Luo Jing said softly: "You said that you were also extremely brave in Northern Xinjiang when you were young, then let me ask you, when you say these words now, do you still have the courage of your youth?" ”

Prince Yu was silent.

"I'm not going to kill you."

Luo Jing said: "It is Zeng Ling who wants to kill you, and it is Zeng Ling who you want to kill.

This is a matter between the two of you, I will send you to Lord Zeng's mansion, how he treats you, you see your luck. ”

Prince Yu said, "You're not that stupid. ”

Luo Jing said: "You have always been so stupid. ”

Prince Yu also laughed, but this laughter was full of grief and indignation, and he finally understood what it meant to be a loser.

Even if the loser uses all his strength to maintain his last shred of dignity, it is meaningless.

Because of the losers, there is no decency.

The so-called decency of the loser is nothing but self-deception.

"Send him to the palace of the envoy of the festival."

Luo Jing commanded, and his eyes swept over those who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, some of these were brought by Prince Yu, and some of them were under the command of Yang Zhuo, the prince of the world.

Prince Yu tried his best to say calmly: "You are not afraid, you sent me to Zeng Ling, but Zeng Ling did not dare to kill me?" ”

Luo Jing said: "Does he dare to let you go?" ”

Prince Yu fell silent again.

At this moment, all of a sudden, an iron feather arrow flew from a high place, and it came in an instant, and this arrow came very suddenly, and no one expected it.

It was too late to hear the wind that broke the sky and tried to guard again, and in the darkness of the night, it was not easy to judge who the arrow was going to kill by the sound alone.

Luo Jing heard it and saw it, he immediately picked up the lance and wanted to stab Prince Yu away, but it was too late.

The iron feather arrow poked into Prince Yu's back with a pop, and then shot through the heart, and the arrow cluster appeared in Prince Yu's chest with a stream of blood, and the person shook violently, but did not fall.

Prince Yu subconsciously looked down, and he could still laugh, and he didn't know why that last weird laugh.

Just like when he heard Luo Jing just say, I will ask for an explanation of today's things one by one, he also showed a faint smile, and there was a trace of satisfaction in his despair.

The fourth floor of Shengdezhai.

Zeng Ling slowly put the iron tire bow in his hand, his face was a little ugly, he was silent for a moment and then turned to leave without saying a word.

Li Qi looked at Tang Pidi, and Tang Bidi looked at the iron tire bow.

That bow, ordinary people can't pull it at all.

Zeng Ling strode away, and the guards in Shengde Zhai also left, as if the tide had receded all of a sudden, and soon only Li Qi and Tang were left.

"Luo Jing should have figured it out, he can't kill Prince Yu, so he wants to give it to Zeng Ling and hand it over to Zeng Ling for disposal."

Tang Pi said: "Zeng Ling should have guessed Luo Jing's thoughts the moment he saw Luo Jing sit down. ”

Li Qi nodded: "All I think about now is that he can pull the iron tire bow." ”

Tang Pidi snorted: "It turns out that this is called deep concealment." ”

In the courtyard of the Shizi Mansion, Luo Jing looked at the fallen corpse, and was silent for a long time, whether Prince Yu died in front of him, or died in the middle of the way, as long as he didn't die in front of Zeng Ling, of course this was Zeng Ling's idea.

"So you came, just watching."

Luo Jing muttered to himself, he didn't know that this was Zeng Ling's personal shot, but of course he could guess that it was Zeng Ling's person who shot this arrow.

At this moment, Luo Jing suddenly sneered.

"Jizhou ......"

He exhaled slowly, got up and ordered, "Kill them all." ”

After saying that, he strode out, and there was a wail behind him.

Out of the gate of the Shizi Mansion, Luo Jing glanced back again, and the corpse on the ground didn't seem to be anything special.

A dead man is a dead man, no matter what his identity is.

"Luo Zhijie."

"The subordinates are here."

"Tomorrow morning, you will take someone back to Youzhou to see my father and tell him ......"

Luo Jing whispered a few words in the ear of Luo Zhijie, who was in the pro-soldier team, Luo Zhijie was obviously startled, but quickly reacted, hugged his fists and said: "My subordinates will rush back to Jizhou as soon as possible." ”

Luo Jing snorted and continued to walk forward.