A wave of anger is like a flame, and the anger is like a fire.

Facing the executioner who was still Langtian, whose hands were stained with blood, a flame of resentment rose in Shaokang's heart. His eyes radiated an aggressive light.

Shaokang gritted his teeth and said while facing off against Still Langtian:

"Thy end has come! It's time to avenge the souls who have died of grievances! ”

After speaking, Shaokang's long sword suddenly became turbulent and tumbling; The sword qi roared, making Shang Langtian tremble. Still Langtian thought to himself: Still Yingjie's men and horses are coming, why haven't his own people come yet?

Did Xiangwu, the younger brother of Xiangzhi, have other ideas? Xiangzhi is his flesh and blood affection! You may have misread Xiangwu! It should be better to let Tsusho or other samurai move the rescuers! Xiangwu is a waste!

Actually, Xiangwu's brain is not so complicated, and it is not the waste that Langtian imagined! It's just that the nervous still Langtian ignored an important link: when he led three hundred warriors to Kunwu Kingdom, he only brought sixty horses to the boat; The rest of the horses were left in the cold city of Guoyi.

In order to find the incense, he sent the samurai to disguise themselves as horse sellers, and sold a few, leaving only about fifty horses.

Today, he went to Guzhuang to kidnap Xiangzhi, and the fifty warriors he led were all riding horses. In addition to Xiangwu, forty-nine samurai had been killed by Shaokang and Yao Duo.

The remaining 250 samurai had been staying on the ships of Jishui, preparing to follow the order of the still Langtian, and the six ships would set off in unison and go to the city.

Therefore, when Xiangwu led these two hundred and fifty samurai to the rescue, there were no horses to ride, so they could only run.

Therefore, it is indeed not easy for Xiangwu to lead these infantry to arrive in time!

Still Chang died, and there were no reinforcements to save him, and still Langtian had a feeling of impending disaster. While facing Shaokang, he thought of countermeasures: being able to bend and stretch is what a big husband does!

A hero does not suffer immediate losses, and living is the last word. So, while facing the sword, he said to Shaokang:

"Shaokang, I can't beat you, I will definitely lose under your hands! However, I can give up the position of Great Sima, and I can also let my father give up the position of Prime Minister. As long as you keep me alive, I will welcome you back to the kingdom of Youyou, and entrust you with great power! ”

Although Langtian said this on his lips, he thought in his heart: Shaokang, as long as you let me go, I will continue to let myself go; If you unite with Han Xun, how can you not deal with the Qin criminals of the Han Kingdom?

For Shaokang, justice for those who have died is more important than power and status. What's more, if you let it go, it's still Langtian, isn't it a tiger returning to the mountain?

Still Langtian has been in cahoots with Han Xun; If he lives, his road to recovery will be even more difficult! is still Lang Tiankou honey-bellied sword, such a person should be punished!

As a result, Shaokang's eyes flashed with uncontrollable anger. He shouted at Still Langtian:

"Still Heavens, you are full of sins! How can I, because of my power and position, give up justice? ”

"Shaokang, give you a chance, you don't want it; Then, I'm going to fight you to the end! Still Langtian said viciously; He was annoyed and angry, and the long sword instantly became fierce.

The long sword of the still Langtian is ruthless, and each move is more dangerous than the other. Still Langtian is dying, how dare Shaokang slack?

As a result, Shaokang secretly stored the "three-element condensation qi": the essence of the yuan was full of arms, the vitality lingered in the body, and the yuan spirit surrounded the body, entering his dantian together and injecting into his sea of qi.

Shaokang's idea immediately rose: a high-spirited young man, walking in all directions with a sword. The white-clothed light boat crossed the river, and traveled thousands of miles to the eight wildernesses.

Intending to make the qi move, Shaokang jumped up and shot his sword from the air. The sword was like a tide of rage rolling, roaring, galloping, jolting; It boils and exerts amazing power. "The tide of sea rage is overturned"!

Shaokang's long sword pointed directly at the top of still Langtian's head, and still Langtian hurriedly blocked it with his sword. With a "dang bang", the long sword that was still in the sky was knocked to the ground.

When still Langtian was about to lean over to take his sword, Shao Kangyang took off his legs. The leg momentum was like snowflakes rolling down the sky, flying and spinning. "Snowflakes in the sky"!

Shaokang kicked him in the face of Still Langtian. There was a "plop" sound, and still Langtian was kicked to the ground.

Shaokang stepped forward and stepped on his chest, and once again took out his sword, the sword roared like thunder, the dark clouds were burning, and the sky was trembling, "thunder and trembling"!

Just when Shaokang's long sword was pointed directly at Shang Langtian's chest, a voice suddenly shouted:

"Stop! Keep people under the sword! ”

Everyone looked for a look, and it turned out that still Xiangwu came to the rescue with 250 samurai. Yao Duo, Jing Ye, Still Chun, and Still Yun Zheng were stunned for a moment, and their expressions were a little flustered; Sixty attendants were soon surrounded.

The big war is on the verge of breaking out!

Still Langtian saw that his reinforcements had arrived, and took the opportunity to explain to Shaokang:

"Shaokang, please let me go! If you let me go, I will lead my warriors and leave peacefully. If you insist on my life, it will be another fierce battle! My samurai, all with their own skills. Moreover, I have many people; You people will never be their opponents. ”

Looking at the still bright sky whose face was gradually warming, Shaokang said contemptuously:

"Still Langtian, I can deal with five hundred cold soldiers of the Han Pepper Technique; These rabbles of yours, I'm still afraid that they won't make it? ”

Although Shao Kang said this, the sword stopped in the chest of Still Langtian: he could not only care about his own revenge and ignore so many people who followed him; What's more, there is Duo'er!

She cooperated with herself to kill the forty-nine warriors of Langtian, and it was already very hard!

Still Langtian seemed to see Shaokang's thoughts, so he said earnestly:

"Shaokang, the cold soldiers can't compare to my samurai. These warriors of mine are all carefully selected, and all of them are strong in martial arts; Their combat effectiveness is far superior to that of the cold soldiers. What's more, you and Yao Duo have killed my forty-eight warriors together, and a lot of energy has been wasted; I and Yichang have consumed a lot of your energy, you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your sweetheart! ”

Still Langtian knew that Yao Duo was Shaokang's weakness, so he moved with affection. Shaokang looked at Xiangwu again, he had already called a hundred warriors to control still Yingjie's sixty attendants; He personally took one hundred and fifty warriors to outflank Shaokang and Yao Duo, Jing Ye, Yi Chun, and Yi Yun Zheng.

Shaokang hesitated a little: the long sword was in the chest of Still Langtian, but he couldn't do it! I and Duo'er are already very tired, will they be able to stand up if they fight again?

With the addition of still Yingjie's sixty attendants, his own troops, there are a total of sixty-seven people. Xiang Zhi can't fight, so can sixty-six people deal with two hundred and fifty samurai who are still in the sky?

"I'm not afraid of a bad fight! The wicked must be destroyed! ”

With this loud rhetoric, a sword shadow, like a small but strong spiral wind that swirls sharply, is violent. "The Wind Blows"!

This long sword instantly pierced into the chest of Still Langtian, making Shao Kang and everyone dumbfounded.

"Snow - Xian - Gong - Lord ......"

Still Langtian pronounced the name word by word, tilted his head, and passed away with a lot of reluctance and love. Blood flowed from Rangtian's mouth and stomach, soaking all around him, very embarrassed and miserable!

When he was dying, he was still thinking about Princess Xuexian, who was still haunted by her dreams. In fact, he didn't know that Princess Xuexian already had something in her heart, that is, Han Ruide, who loved Yao Duo deeply!

Although Princess Xuexian is the same age as Han Ruide, she is a generation older than Han Ruide; Han Ruide called her "aunt". However, it was this aunt who fell in love with her nephew infatuately.

Love is so capricious! It's that magical!

"Are you ......?" Shaokang was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to ask the name of this righteous man from Phoenix Mountain.

"Shaokang, my name is still Yunzheng! Still Langtian killed so many people, how could he spare his life? Otherwise, heaven will not tolerate it! Still Yun Zheng's voice was very high.

Still Yunzheng once promised Jing Ye that he would kill Still Langtian and avenge her parents! Today, he did!

Right under his nose, when there were many people, Shaokang's people actually killed Da Sima still Langtian, it was too deceitful! Xiangwu was furious and shouted at the samurai.

"Warriors, they killed our Great Sima, and we want to avenge the Great Sima! Kill—"

"Kill—" Hundreds of famous warriors roared, like lions descending from a mountain, with a flamboyant momentum, giving people a sense of wild arrogance.

Shao Kang, Yao Duo, Jing Ye, Still Chun, and Still Yun Zheng swung their long swords together, ready to fight......

"Xiangwu, slow down!" It was a crisp and loud female voice.

Xiangwu, Shaokang and others went to find prestige, only to see that Xiangzhi and Ying Jie had already come out of the car. The two of them stood in the car hand in hand, their expressions solemn and awe-inspiring. The sound of the incense is even more detached and fearless.

Hearing Xiangzhi's shout, Xiangwu waved his hand and stopped the samurai's actions: he only cared about his actions, but he forgot that there was an important person in the car, that is, his own flesh and blood compatriot - Sister Xiangzhi. Others can care, sister, you still have to care!

Seeing that Xiangwu stopped moving, Ying Jie still picked Xiangzhi off the car, supported her, and walked towards Xiangwu.

When Xiangwu saw it, his sister was haggard, her hair was a little messy, and her skirt was torn. Oh, my God! What did she suffer in the car?

A feeling of heartache hit Xiangwu's heart. Xiangwu took a few steps forward, came to Xiangzhi and Ying Jie, and said distressed to Xiangzhi:

"Sister, you're suffering!"

With a "snap", Xiangzhi raised his hand and slapped Xiangwu is face, and said in disgust:

"Who's your sister? How can I have a brother like you? ”

"Sister, I'm also forced to be helpless!" Xiangwu covered his slapped face and said bitterly.

"Smack!" With another sound, Xiangzhi raised his hand, slapped Xiangwu's other face again, and complained bitterly:

"Forced to be helpless? Xiangwu, I think you're a bad seed! Don't you know that I don't love the heavens? Why do you want to be used by him? Why did you deceive me? Don't you know that the heavens are still full of evil? Why do you do things for him and work for him? Still Langtian is dead, why are you still besieging us? ”

This is really: the guilty deserve to die first, and it is difficult to eliminate the slap of righteous indignation.