Yeluzong was very aggrieved in his heart, if he said anything according to Zhao Zhen, even if he didn't lose this war, Da Liao would not be able to escape the fate of destruction after all!

Anger permeated his chest, the impulse in his heart was as fierce as a volcanic eruption, and he grabbed the long knife in his hand hard, Yelu Zongzhen sneered and said: "Sure enough, it is the emperor of the Han people, and I Khitan people are willing to bow down to the wind like a spring like this, haha......"

"Presumptuous!" Naturally, the guards couldn't bear Yelu Zongzhen's disrespect for his own emperor.

Ye Lu Zong really smiled in the face of the reprimands of the guards, in his eyes, these people were not qualified to talk to him at all, and only Zhao Zhen could be on an equal footing with him.

Raising the long knife in his hand, Yelu Zong really smiled and said, "Emperor Zhao Zhen of the Great Song Dynasty, dare to fight with me!" ”

Zhao Zhen raised the Son of Heaven Sword in his hand and said: "Okay, I will also let you die like a hero, even if you die, this battle can achieve your reputation, I will not slander you in the Danqing history books, after all, you are also fighting for your own country and your own nation!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yelu Zongzhen rushed towards Zhao Zhen with a knife, and the surrounding guards naturally wanted to protect the emperor, but after Zhao Zhen's strict suppression, he could only look worriedly, Zhao Zhen didn't want to let this unprecedented battle have any stains, nor did he want to tarnish his reputation and Yelu Zongzhen's reputation.

Warriors naturally have to have a warrior's ending, which has nothing to do with winning or losing, and has nothing to do with national interests.

In the face of Yelu Zongzhen, who has fallen into madness and Jedi, Zhao Zhen is confident that he will defeat him, his blades and armor are much stronger than Yelu Zongzhen's, and the situation is completely beneficial to himself.

In the face of Yelu Zongzhen who came from the mad demon, Zhao Zhen did not charge to increase his speed and strength, but stood firmly on the ground with his legs, and when Yelu Zongzhen slashed, he suddenly raised the sword of the Son of Heaven with both hands to block, and the huge force impact made the tiger's mouths of the two cracked.

Even with special armor and divine weapons in hand, the battle just now had already scarred Zhao Zhen's body, but he was not seen by others.

The blood slowly left along Zhao Zhen's arm but was quickly absorbed by the dark clothes on his body, the dark clothes on his body were specially ordered by Zhao Zhen to be sewn by Wang Yuyan, in the Great Song Dynasty Emperor and soldiers, as long as the family members will sew the clothes by hand, and Zhao Zhen deliberately chose the dark color in order to not see it when bleeding on the battlefield, so as not to make the enemy happy, and the relatives are worried.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhao Zhen's Son of Heaven sword spun, and a beautiful sword flower picked up the long knife in Yelu Zongzhen's hand and stabbed at him quickly, but Yelu Zongzhen, who should have retreated to block, did not dodge, but just tilted his body slightly to reduce the trauma, and the long knife in his hand slashed at Zhao Zhen again.

Everyone present raised their hearts to their throats, even Xia Zhu knew that Emperor Liao was fighting with his life, obviously he knew that he had no chance of winning, so he could only choose to die with the official family.

Deftly used the sword grid to resist Yelu Zongzhen's fierce knife, the long knife was blocked by the sword grid and slashed across Zhao Zhen's shoulder, and the long knife that no longer had much strength still left a long cut on Zhao Zhen's armor, Zhao Zhen's skin was cut, and the long knife in Yelu Zongzhen's hand was naturally not ordinary.

At this time, Zhao Zhen's long sword had pierced into Yelu Zongzhen's collarbone, and a hand like a vice held Zhao Zhen's sword tightly, and Yelu Zongzhen showed a cruel smile: "Brother Huang, you miscalculated, I don't want my life anymore, why are you afraid of this kind of small injury?" Even if you die, let the royal brother accompany you all the way! ”

Zhao Zhen shook his head slightly, stabbed the sword deeper, kicked at Yelu Zongzhen and pulled out the sword with the reaction force, and the wound on his shoulder came with a hot pain......

Yelu Zongzhen is no longer dead, every move and every style is used to fight for his life, while Zhao Zhen is actively defending, constantly leaving wounds on Yelu Zongzhen's body, of course, there are injuries on both sides, but the wounds on Yelu Zongzhen's body are more and deeper.

At this time, the most painful person was not Zhao Zhen or Yelu Zongzhen, but Xia Zhu's personal guards, this old man's eyes were about to pop out, and he seemed to be looking at him, and in desperation, he could only explain to Xia Zhu in a whisper: "The official family has won, the wounds on Emperor Liao's body are constantly oozing blood, and after a while, he will lose his strength, Xia Jian Jun should not be nervous......"

As if in response to his words, Yelu Zongzhen gradually lost his physical strength, although the power of the big opening and closing moves was amazing, but it made his blood flow out quickly, and the state of lack of blood made his moves begin to become messy, and his pace became floating, which was a dangerous signal on the battlefield.

Zhao Zhen grabbed a flaw and stabbed suddenly, the sharp sword of the Son of Heaven easily passed through Yelu Zongzhen's right lung, and suddenly a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he couldn't breathe well, and he kept coughing up blood with his sword.

"I ...... Lose...... It was given to the royal brother...... I am not willing! ”

Zhao Zhen stood in front of him, looked around, shook his head slightly, and said, "There is no one who wins this battle, you and I have both lost." ”

Yelu Zongzhen laughed weakly while coughing up blood: "Joke...... Ahem......"

"I didn't laugh, if you could listen to my advice, you would have avoided the misery of life, so many warriors have died now, but the war has just begun, although your death will be a fatal blow to the Liao Dynasty, it will also make the Liao people full of hatred for my Great Song, every battle of the Great Song Dynasty to conquer the Liao Dynasty will be as tragic as today, and I have also lost...... Alas......"

Zhao Zhen's helpless sigh made Yelu Zongzhen extremely surprised, he didn't expect that Zhao Zhen, who was already a victor, would take care of these, but at this time he had reached the end of his life, and his mouthful of coughing up blood slowly stopped, and Yelu Zongzhen, who had returned to the light, suddenly raised his head and said: "Please also ask the imperial brother to tell the truth about today's battle, I did not flinch, even if I fought to the last person, I still fought with my life!" ”

Zhao Zhen nodded and said: "Brother Huang, don't worry, I will write you into the history books today, even if you see the ancestors and ancestors, you can be worthy of them!" ”

Yelu Zongzhen's head was finally cut off by Zhao Zhen, but Zhao Zhen at this time was not excited at all, he knew what a respectable opponent was in this battle, but he didn't have any sense of accomplishment when he killed the enemy, but was full of helplessness and loss, this complex feeling Zhao Zhen couldn't even describe in words.

"Emperor Liao is dead, Your Majesty is mighty!"

The guards knelt down on one knee and drank generously under the leadership of Xia Zhu, the sound resounded through the sky, and the Song army not far away naturally followed each other and shouted, and the Liao people suddenly looked like ashes and ashes, and it was easy to distinguish the truth of the news on the battlefield, the emperor's honor guard that was originally erected high had disappeared, and his emperor was really killed in battle!