Wind wheel killing, the killing move of the two-handed swordsman team that Spire once mentioned to Moke, is also the hole card that he is confident that he can use twenty two-handed swordsmen to kill Spa, but the competition is just a competition, so he has never used it on Moke.

And at this moment, Yan Wushuang's strength has already made Si Pai realize that a simple siege will not have the slightest effect, and it will even damage the two-handed swordsman team, so he will respond to the enemy with a killing move as soon as he comes up. And Spike himself moved to Mock's side and whispered: "Mock, you watch the battle, concentrate all your strength, and the outcome will depend on you for a while!" ”

After finishing speaking, Spai didn't wait for Mo Ke to answer, and took the lead in dancing his sword with both hands, like a continuous drizzle, and rushed towards Yan Wushuang.

In the face of the fancy swordsmanship, the corners of Yan Wushuang's mouth curled, and he twisted the spear in his hand, and then the spear broke the sword curtain fiercely in the whining sound, and when he was about to pierce Si Pai's shoulder, suddenly Yan Wushuang's eyebrows curled, because he saw the confident smile on the corner of Si Pai's mouth.

Almost at the same time, he suddenly felt the cold air on his neck, and at that moment, the spear in his hand suddenly pulled back, and he struck back the carbine, and the spear was halfway back, and after being able to block it in front of him, he heard a ding, and a long sword slashed at his spear.

The power on the long sword was nothing to him at all, but before Yan Wushuang's spear could follow and kill the people who attacked him, more than ten long swords appeared in his eyes, followed by a series of clinking and clinking sounds.

And Yan Wushuang, the spear in his hand couldn't be spread at all, so he could only keep using the gun shaft as the axis, and he circled the spear shaft, swinging the attacks from both sides and behind him. It's just that Yan Wushuang was terrified, because this attack was endless, although the power of one blow was nothing at all, but with his strength, he simply didn't have the strength to shake the spear away.

Yan Wushuang believed that as long as he shook off the spear, the so-called siege could be solved with one shot, but at this moment, the continuous long sword and moves were all aimed at his vital point, or at the joint, forcing him to only dodge and defend, and he had strong strength for a while, but he couldn't use it at all.

Wind wheel killing, the two-handed swordsman team's hard practice of the nirvana, is also the only killing move they master, the characteristic is to bully more and less, one dip and leave, the trapped and killed enemy, can only be tired of defense, until the defense can no longer be injured, and then accumulate injuries, and finally captured or killed!

Mo Ke next to him, his eyes widened and he watched Yan Wushuang, who had no power to fight him back, just overwhelmed by the continuous attacks, and his heart was cold, it turned out that what Si Pai said was right, in the face of such an attack, he really had no chance of winning.

Yan Wushuang, who boasted that his martial arts were still unique in the world, but he didn't want to be forced into a hurry by a group of ordinary soldiers today, his anger burned in his chest, and he tried to fight back several times, but not only did he fail, but he was left with several sword marks, although it was only skin trauma, but this also made him unacceptable.

Seeing that Yan Wushuang was injured, the elite soldiers of the two-handed swordsman team worked harder, training in Pingsuri was just training after all, although they knew that once this formation was cast, it would be infinitely powerful, but in the face of this opponent who could not resist the combination of Moke and Si Pai, at the beginning, it was still a little empty.

However, at this moment, the soldiers of the two-handed swordsman team, after seeing the sword marks on Yan Wushuang's body, knew that they were going to make meritorious service, and it was a great merit, and a peerless fierce general was going to be captured and killed by them.

After being injured a few times, Yan Wushuang gradually calmed down, he knew that he had to find a way, otherwise, he would really be grinded to death by this group of soldiers. As Chen He said, if the unparalleled fierce general loses the support of the military formation, he will eventually be exhausted, surrounded by a heavy siege, and his soul will be destroyed.

"Ahh In the end, Yan Wushuang gritted his teeth, got injured, and began to exert force in his hand, although he couldn't dance the spear, but when he blocked with the help of the spear, the power completely burst out, and the next moment there was a trace of panic in the two-handed swordsman team, because of the surge in strength, the long sword in the hands of many soldiers was directly knocked away.

Similarly, because of the increased power of the spear, Yan Wushuang's own dodging was naturally affected to a certain extent, and as a result, the spears in the hands of more than a dozen two-handed swordsmen were swept away, and it was even more because of the huge power that caused the tiger's mouth to crack and withdraw from the siege, and Yan Wushuang himself added more than a dozen sword marks.

The heaviest sword mark was on his left elbow, making his left arm unable to exert force at all, and once it was forced, the wound would increase and the blood would disappear into his sleeve in an instant.

As one by one the two-handed swordsmen were injured by the huge force, they reluctantly withdrew from the ranks of the siege, and the hundred-person two-handed swordsman team was only thirty people left after a while. Yan Wushuang, who was under siege, was still turned into a bloody man at this moment, and the wounds on his body were seventy or eighty, if not a hundred.

For an ordinary person, such scars on his body would have been weakened a long time ago, but Yan Wushuang was still a dragon spirit and a fierce tiger, and several injuries that obviously caused him to lose a lot of blood did not make him completely weakened.

"Mock, prepare!" Si Pai saw the two-handed swordsmen under his command retreat one by one, and his face was full of admiration, Yan Wushuang's combat power is really unparalleled, but no matter how powerful it is, in the face of the wind wheel killing, he can only hate on the spot, especially, there is still a Mok on their side.

With the two-handed swordsman team lost five people again, Yan Wushuang was finally injured, and the long sword of a two-handed swordsman was stuck in his thigh, although the two-handed swordsman was also uncomfortable, and Yan Wushuang kicked him in the chest, and he vomited wildly without money for blood donation, and his chest was even more suffocated, but he was saved by the people who followed, as long as he didn't die on the spot, he could still be saved after all.

"Die!" When there were only fifteen or sixteen people left in the two-handed swordsman team besieging Yan Wushuang, there was a gap in the continuous attack, after Yan Wushuang rolled over, the spear set off a gun shadow, and after a series of bells, the remaining two-handed swordsmen all flew out upside down, and they were seriously injured one by one, that is, Yan Wushuang's own injuries were too serious, otherwise, this blow was enough to shock these elite soldiers to death.

"Mock!" When Spai saw that the two-handed swordsmen had not been able to capture Yan Wushuang in the end, he immediately roared.

And Mok has been waiting, waiting for Si Pai's instructions, because when it comes to understanding the two-handed swordsman team, or Si Pai knows better, he must know better when he intervenes, not only will not disrupt the attack of the two-handed swordsman, but also make his attack more threatening Yan Wushuang.

Therefore, when Si Pai roared, Mo Ke, who had already been waiting for him, suddenly opened his eyes, and without even looking at the surrounding situation, he directly locked on to Yan Wushuang, and jumped up and shouted: "Yan Wushuang!" Look at the knives! ”

This knife is an attack that Mo Ke has poured all his strength into, and he only has this blow, after all, he has already been injured a lot, and this knife, he is holding the indomitable momentum of either you die or I die.

Mo Ke slashed, as if Mount Tai was on the top, and Si Pai also didn't look at the result, but followed closely, dancing his sword with both hands at the same time, like a whirlwind, and went straight to Yan Wushuang's next plate.

The attacks arrived almost at the same time, and Yan Wushuang broke out with one blow, shaking all the soldiers who surrounded him, and he had to retreat as soon as possible, because of his current state, he couldn't continue the battle at all, but before he could retreat, the attacks of Moke and Si Pai came again.

In desperation, Yan Wushuang jumped to his feet and blocked Moke's broadsword in the air, while also avoiding the attack that followed by Spice.

"Bell!" One was ready to attack and gave it his all, the other was forced to take the call, and he was in a very bad state, and the final result was that both of them flew upside down at the same time.

Mo Ke spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, even Yan Wushuang, who was in a very poor state, was not easy to mess with. As for Yan Wushuang, he didn't get any benefits, the wounds on his body poured out a lot of blood at the same time, and his internal organs were also injured, a mouthful of blood gushed up, and he swallowed it back raw, and after he landed, a stumbling middle-class soldier who originally came up to pick up a cheap pawn was turned around by his body, swept away with a spear, and left seven or eight corpses again.

"Retreat!" I have to say that Yan Wushuang's courage still surprised Chen He, even if he was hit so hard, in the subsequent catch-up of Sipai, he still broke through the Chinese army, returned to the bandits, shouted violently, and then fled back to the army under the protection of his personal guard battalion.

"Kill!" Seeing the retreat of the enemy army, coupled with Yan Wushuang's double injury, he did not hesitate to command the forward battalion and the middle army battalion, and at the same time chased after him, chasing and killing more than 200 meters before he stopped the pace of pursuit under the instructions of the herald.

This battle made Chen He's heart bleed, two of the two-handed swordsmen died, the rest were all injured, and more than 1,000 people in the forward battalion lost more than 200 because they intervened late and entered from the side. And the Chinese military camp, head-on with Yan Wushuang's carefully trained guard battalion, lost more than 500 people, although it is said that most of the mountain bandits' guard battalion was killed, and in the pursuit, it almost wiped out the guard battalion completely, if it weren't for the bandits behind, pouring up, maybe the guard camp wouldn't even be able to leave a little incense.

After counting the casualties, Chen He was in pain, he didn't like this kind of war, and there were such losses, which can only show one problem, that is, there is a problem with the command of his main general, and at the same time, I have to say another problem, the role of the unequaled fierce general, if it weren't for Yan Wushuang tearing apart the formation of the Chinese military camp, the bandits' personal guard battalion would not have achieved such results.

"Ren Hang, herald Zhuang Buqi and Dong Wantu, Yan Wushuang who is going to live!" Yan Wushuang's combat power made Chen He tempted, he needed a peerless general, so that if he encountered such a situation again, he would not be so passive.

"Spice, bury the sacrificed soldiers, and at the same time settle the wounded!" After giving Ren Hang's instructions, Chen He said to the returning Si Pai, and did not give him a chance to plead guilty.