It wasn't until the old general Feng Lianye, with the six also shirtless ruffians, stood at the forefront of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, that he could vaguely see the figure of Yan Dashuai riding on a war horse outside the valley. And the soldiers of the two armies, who were originally in the midst of a bloody battle, were also disturbed by these strange people who broke into the battle circle naked, and they all stopped their blades in their hands, and took advantage of the kung fu staged by the good show, and also took the opportunity to take a few more breaths of those slightly fishy and sweet dirty air.

"Hey! Yan Chongwu, you handsome man is leisurely! Come on, come on, don't hide behind as a shrunken turtle, play with your Grandpa Feng! ”

When the six ruffians saw their old general shouting, they also put their hands on their waists, and they also said some indiscriminate and mischievous words in their mouths, trying to use this method to help their old general build momentum:

"That's right, Yan Chongwu! I haven't seen you stretch out your hand for so long, was it just a moment when I was pierced by our young marshal's Zhongping gun, and I didn't dare to show my head? Hahaha......"

"You see, these people are still barbarians in the end, and they are such a 'filial piety heirloom'! Now the ancestral grave has been dug up by our masters, and even the coffin board of the ancestors has been chopped with wood and burned for fire, and then look at this master, it will be as if there is no such thing! What a first-class filial son! ”

"Yan Chongwu, Yan Chongwu, there are so many people in your Flying Bear Army, and you have been defeated by more than 7,000 people in our body; Didn't you make an appointment to break your wrists in the canyon? You see, it's good now, why are you rubbish going out more and more! What's wrong? Don't be unable to walk because of the tendons in your calves, right? ……

These soldiers scolded the streets, and they really renovated their tricks, and they cooperated with each other very tacitly. When they open their mouths and scold together, when there is no conflict between who and whom; Coupled with their clean and neat Yanjing accent, it was accurately transmitted to the ears of everyone present.

If you say that when you first open your voice, these ruffians are still a little restrained; But after everyone has scolded for two or three sentences, it can be regarded as a complete 'warm-up'! With the ancestors of the Yan family and all the female dependents as the main language, plus some virtual and real organs of the lower three roads, with nouns as the final sentence, he shook off his throat in a circle and scolded him, and listened to the few unemployed young men present with a red face.

"Shut your foul mouths!"

The young man at the front of the Flying Bear Army couldn't listen to it anymore, and he didn't know whether he was angry or shy, bluffing a face that was red and purple, and rushed towards the six soldiers who were scolding the street with the big knife in his hand......

"Poof......

When the first soldier didn't even raise his eyelids, his mouth was still telling a newly compiled paragraph with the theme of 'A certain female of the Yan family, exchanging her body for pork'...... In the next moment, the ruffian flew up again, kicked his corpse away from the blade, shook off the blood from the knife, and said 'That pork dealer in Fengjing City who made good luck'......

Don't look at him personally, but this knife is used, although it is not an incomparably exquisite move, but the old Xingwu present knows at a glance: no matter how strong and fast this person is, he must be a method of rolling out of the sea of corpses and blood. And to practice to such an extent, I don't know how many unjust souls are still crying under the knife of these six riffraff with mouths that stink like dung pits.

"Alright...... Let's talk about the story of Yan Chongwu and his grandmother...... Second brother, will you tell everyone about Grandma Yan Chongwu? ……”

Everyone knows that none of the words in these people's mouths are true, but the other party's unscrupulous appearance still brought a lot of damage to the morale of the Flying Bear Army. But people not only have bad mouths, but the kung fu at hand is really good, and no one can stop it; And looking at their scoundrel appearance, it is clear that they are coming straight to their own coach......

When he was in a dilemma, the Flying Bear Sergeants had no choice but to turn around and look at Yan Chongwu, who was riding on a war horse at the mouth of the valley and was originally supervising the battle. After all, this is his own business, and Yan Shuai has to make his own decisions.

Yan Chongwu was also a little annoyed by the scolding, but after all, he was also a 'battlefield veteran', how could he not see through this almost straightforward plan to lure the enemy? Now tens of thousands of people in front of the two armies are watching, and they have also been put on a high platform, and there is no room for half a step back......

So he turned over and dismounted, picked out a thick-backed machete and held it tightly in his hand, and was about to enter the valley, but was pulled by Fu Yi, who came by him, and grabbed his left arm:

"No matter what you plan to do with these splashes, no matter how good or bad this one is, you must not chase into the depths of the canyon. It's important to remember that we're not here. ”

Yan Chongwu also understood Fu Yi's worries in his heart, but although the other party's trap was put on the bright side, he had to throw himself into the net.

"Rest on the benefits of the tongue! Yan is here! ”

With his loud shout, these scoundrels also stopped the 'little stories' that they were arranging haphazardly.

"Huh? It seems that you, Yan Dashuai, still have some true feelings for your aunt and grandmother...... Hahahaha"

Even if these splashes saw Yan Chongwu's own deity, they still showed no mercy. The face he said was full of the appearance of a market, and he didn't look like a well-trained elite in the army at all.

"Yan Mou does not kill scoundrels under the knife. If it were the old General Feng behind you, it might still be worth fighting for Ben Shuai, but you dog-like waste...... No matter how noisy you are, you don't deserve to look at you. ”

With that, Yan Chongwu waved his hand, and several armor soldiers from the guard battalion walked out of the queue behind him. Just by looking at their figures, they knew that they were all men with real skills, and they all looked at each other with strong confidence and contempt in their eyes.

At this time, it was already obvious that the soldiers and generals were facing each other separately. But the splash who had just come out to kill people still shook his head and smiled at several equally naked brothers behind him:

"Look at what this means, Yan Dashuai, the 'No. 1 filial son in Youbei', really didn't take our brothers as dishes. Second brother, you come and pluck out the ears of this Yan Dashuai and tell him which way we are all from! ”

Behind him, a strong sweat who was slightly shorter than him shook his shoulders, and he also stood forward with his waist slanted and his hips, skimming a pair of triangular eyes, so there was no place around his body, and said to Yan Chongwu in a strange manner:

"Northern barbarian, the second master will give you a boost in eyesight today, and give every word to the master! Our lord is the descendant of the Hou Xiang family in the former Dayan Pass! With this identity, is it enough to meet you for a while? The Hou Ye of the previous dynasty is also the Hou Ye; And you, a powerful brute, will always be a brute...... Ahahahaha! ”

After that, the group of soldiers and ruffians behind him all laughed, and scolded some mischievous words in their mouths, and the more elegant way of saying it was to laugh at Yan Chongwu and even Youbei Sanlu, all of whom were brutes who were 'crowned by monkeys'.

Facing this group of grandsons and brothers of the down-and-out kings of the previous dynasty, Yan Chongwu was both a little disdainful and a little puzzled. However, since the other party has already reported to his family, then any more words will weaken his morale. Thinking of this, Yan Chongwu pulled out a knife flower with the big knife in his hand, and said to this down-and-out disciple of the former dynasty:

"Since you are bent on death, it is not easy for Yan to stop you. After waiting, ask the ancestor of your family, how much face can you earn back to your family with your mouth that can only spew dung......

As soon as the words fell, the two of them shook at the same time.

In fact, the ancestors of the Xiang family were good at using the Xuanhua big axe, but because of his embarrassing economic conditions, the ancestral Xuanhua big axe is still pressed in the pawnshop in Yanjing City; Therefore, this young marquis can only hold an ordinary long knife to meet the enemy. If you face an ordinary soldier, it is naturally like slaughtering a pig and a sheep; But if it is faced with Yan Chongwu, an expert in making swords, it is a little insufficient.

What's more, although this little young master of the Xiang family has ancestral martial arts, he has a shortcoming in terms of strength that he needs to work hard to practice. After the two of them made ten moves, the young master Xiang, who was barely resisting, didn't adjust his breath pace for a while, and was kicked on his chest by Yan Chongwu, who was making progress with him.

"Hey, the foundation is good, but it's a pity that the body is a little soft!"

This splashy person surnamed Xiang was kicked to the ground by himself, and Yan Chongwu also held his own identity and did not rush to chase and kill. He just lightly carried the knife on his shoulder, looked around steadily, and raised his chin towards Feng Lian, a veteran who was standing not far away:

"Hey, Feng Lianye, did you call these toads to make Yan sick alive? If there is anything, you should do it yourself, otherwise I am afraid that none of these splashes will be able to go back! ”

Feng Lian also smiled, looked up at the sun that had begun to set, shook his shoulders, and made a crisp sound of 'rattle' at the joints:

"Back then, the old man was fortunate to fight with Taibai Feihu Guo Yunsong, and he went through fifteen moves; Now that you are guarding the gate of Youbei in place of his old man, Feng is old at this time, if you want to defeat the old man, how can Yan Shuai not be able to exceed fifteen rounds, right? Come on, let Feng see how much ability you have under Yan Chongwu's hands? By the way, you couldn't beat our young marshal just now, and if you can't beat the old man now, it's better not to resist stubbornly, just be caught. It also saves you and me from creating more sins...... Yan Chongwu, look at the knife! ”

Both sides were fierce generals who relied on the strength of their two arms to meet the enemy, and the two ordinary broadswords in their hands, under the mutual rejection of the blades, broke into two knots in just one round. Even so, the sergeants on both sides still saw the gap between the two: Yan Chongwu only took one step back, but Feng Lian also retreated five steps away.

"Old General Feng, Yi Yan looks at you, who has taken off the general's armor, and you are not so strong? But it's not fun, let's change the blade and let's continue! ”

As soon as the commanders of the two sides made a move, it could be regarded as a complete soldier-to-soldier and general-to-general. When those splashes saw the excitement of these two fights, they also grinned, and found a few guard battalion sergeants who had just come out with Yan Chongwu, and the two sides fought together with only one look.

Even though the scene was lively and good-looking, in fact, Feng Lian and Yan Chongwu also had other things on their minds, but they also had the same intention of delaying time.

Feng Lian also wanted to delay time, in order to give Liang Jing's subordinates who came to rescue him, a bigger period of time; And Yan Chongwu needs to delay time, but it is because of the strategy that Shen Gui has already set, and he still needs time to carry it out.

In this way, although the two of them fought extremely well, neither Yan Chongwu nor Feng Lian actually had any desperate intentions.