The wooden stake as thick as a calf slammed on Xin Fengyue's head, Xin Fengyue, who was lying on his back, couldn't dodge, and even used the strength to eat milk with the stick of Fuyue, and the appearance of gritting his teeth was particularly hideous.

A stick hit Xin Fengyue's head, and the back of Xin Fengyue's head hit the ground and bounced up a little, and the whites of his eyes turned up in an instant.

"Kill him!"

Fuyue roared, his eyes were blood-red, he finally saw this day, finally saw this moment.

But he still didn't dare to go up by himself, but just used the wooden stick to hold down Xin Fengyue's head, because the force was too ruthless, the green tendons on the back of his hands were exposed, and his eyes were about to bulge.

Qingshu's seven or eight pro-soldiers rushed up and slashed at Xin Fengyue, no matter where they fell, the dense knives fell and lifted, lifted and fell, and there were too many knives that could not be blocked by soft armor.

I don't know who chopped it on Xin Fengyue's neck with a knife, and the head that was chopped off beyond recognition rolled to the side, and the face was cut off as if there was no flesh, and the face of the man who was known as the first beautiful man in the black martial arts couldn't see what it looked like, let alone the face, the skull was broken.

The flesh on his face was chopped off, and the hair on his ears and the splintered bones stuck together, which was particularly miserable.

"Sect Master!"

There was a wail not far away, and several Sword Sect disciples were all stupid when they saw Xin Fengyue being killed like this, at that moment it seemed that their souls were gone, Xin Fengyue was their pillar, and now that Xin Fengyue was dead, their faith was gone.

"Kill them all!"

Fuyue stretched out her hand and pointed at those fellow doors: "It's a disaster to leave one, let them go back alive and tell others that Xin Fengyue was killed by us." ”

After he shouted, he rushed forward, he didn't dare to kill Fengyue himself, but there was nothing to dare to kill those fellow swords of the Sword Gate, and he was indeed more than enough to deal with these people.

"Xin Fengyue is dead!"

Qingshu's pro-soldier captain Hu Xi grabbed the bloody and slimy head and climbed onto the high platform, and shouted towards the side of the martial arts arena.

Qingshu is still fighting against Shen Leng, he wants to go back, but how can Shen Leng give him a chance, at this time he has been forced to have no choice, he can only rely on his own ability to fight Shen Leng one-on-one, but he can't fall behind.

In fact, if he fought like this at the beginning, he would not be ridiculed, and Shen Leng would respect such an opponent, even if it was an enemy, Shen Leng would still respect what he should respect, just like the general of the Shenlu Army of the Tubo Kingdom.

But he didn't dare to gamble on his life, Fuyue's plan had already begun to be implemented, and after killing Fengyue, Qingshu gathered all the troops here as the general of the Southern Courtyard Battalion, with a total strength of no less than 200,000.

With an army of 200,000 in control, who dares not to take him seriously among the high-spirited nobles of Heiwu, who dares not to take him seriously.

At this time, Heiwu, whoever has more soldiers and horses in his hands is the boss, what background, what background, what prestige and what qualifications, these are no longer so important, after killing Xin Fengyue, he holds the 200,000 army tightly, even if he returns to Star City in a bright and bright way, who dares not to recognize him?

However, that damn Shen Leng is pressing forward step by step.

"Shen Leng!"

Qingshu shouted loudly: "You and I don't need to fight anymore, now that Xin Fengyue is dead, only I can control all the armies, only I can order them, you stop now and let me go back, I will immediately order the army to retreat, and I can even give you the city of Xuyu!" I can even sign an agreement with you Ningguo, and I will definitely not violate the borders of Ningguo in the future! ”

The corners of Shen Leng's mouth raised: "You didn't say anything about giving money for a long time, so."

I can't walk you! ”

After saying that, he slashed down.

How could he possibly let Qingshu go.

Qingshu used a scimitar to block Shen Leng's black line knife, if it weren't for his scimitar, it would have been cut off by Shen Leng's black line knife after fighting for so long, Xin Fengyue had designed to kill Xin Fengyue in order to win him over the knife he gave him, but at this time, he was protecting himself with the knife that Fengyue gave him.

"You want money?"

Qingshu never thought that Shen Leng would say such a sentence, and even was stunned for a moment, he swept with a knife to force Shen Leng back, and he took a step back: "You can have as much money as you want!" ”

Shen Leng fell with a knife: "Hurry up and quote!" ”

"One million taels!"

Qingshu blocked the knife again: "There is cash silver on the high platform, at least more than two million taels of silver, those are all yours, not to mention one million taels!" If you don't think that's enough, I'll give it to you! ”

Shen Leng fell again: "Those were originally mine." ”

Qingshu was furious: "You deceive people too much." ”

Shen Leng: "You're right. ”

The two of them fought while talking, so fast that people couldn't see it clearly at all, and even Yuan Shu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was shocked, the duel between the two people was a duel between knives and knives, and it was a duel between the ultimate battle array knives.

Qingshu practiced the battle array knife used by the black warriors to kill the enemy, and Shen Leng practiced the battle array knife of the Daning border army, and the sword skills of the two people had many similarities, each knife was fierce, and each knife was fast to the extreme.

The soldiers who were still watching the battle could no longer see where the knives were, but they heard the sound of a continuous collision, which was so dense that it seemed that there was no interval at all.

"Shen Leng's Knife Technique......"

Yuan Shu couldn't help but praise: "I have brought the sword skills on the battle array to the extreme, it can't be better, it can't be faster, it can't be more fierce, no one can use a horizontal knife better than him." ”

Wu Xinyu is also obsessed with it, he himself is the best at using the long lance, the soldiers of the heavy armored iron cavalry in the northern Xinjiang all use the long lance, compared to the knife technique, it is more open and close, but he thinks that his knife technique is not bad, and after seeing Shen Leng's real best efforts, he knows that the black line knife can actually exert such power.

"Every knife can be seen in the direction, every knife is not strange, but it is such a righteous and bright knife technique, unstoppable."

After saying this, Yuan Shu remembered that when he was in Chang'an City, he used a long lance to break Shen Leng's knife, at that time, Shen Leng's knife technique was not mature, and there were still many flaws.

Not only the maturity of the knife technique, but also the physical strength, he is already old, he taught Shen Leng to practice the knife many years ago, at that time the physical strength was good, Shen Leng was in his twenties and could not beat him, now he is almost old, and Shen Leng has just passed the age of thirty, which is the peak.

The absolute pinnacle.

So, who can stop the peak of Shen Leng?

"Your knife has a cowardice!"

Shen Leng swept with a sword, Qingshu immediately retreated to avoid it, he did have cowardice, he didn't want to gamble with Shen Leng at all, he just wanted to go back to stabilize the overall situation, become the emperor, become the emperor of the black martial arts, this road is almost finished, and it will be the victory immediately.

However, Shen Leng's ghost did not disperse, the two of them had been fighting for so long, and Shen Leng's knife actually did not have a trace of decadence, and was even faster and more ferocious than at the beginning.

"Ahh

Qingshu was forced to be furious, and after blocking Shen Leng's knife, his left hand reached into his arms and took out the medicine bottle containing the blessing of the moon god, hand

Fingers exert force, crushed the medicine bottle with a snap, more than half of the dozen pills fell, and the rest of his hand didn't care how many they stuffed into his mouth.

Roughly discerning how much he could tell in his mouth, he bit one with his teeth and spit out the others.

Even in this situation, he didn't dare to eat so many moon god blessings in one go, he couldn't forget what kind of reaction Lan Buda had before he died, and no one could forget that terrifying expression and movements.

If a medicine is swallowed, Qingshu will start a crazy counterattack no matter how long the effect of the medicine can be exerted, the effect of a medicine is about a quarter of an hour, even if he can't kill Shen Leng within a moment, he will force Shen Leng back.

After being ruthless, Qingshu's own force was instantly exerted to the extreme, he was younger than Shen Leng, more ferocious than Shen Leng, and more ambitious than Shen Leng.

So people like him seem to have a better chance of winning.

But the two of them have been fighting for a long time, and the advantage of being young is stronger explosiveness, but when he has this advantage, he has been avoiding it, trying to make Shen Leng unable to fight with him after being misty by delaying, the best period of time has passed, and the current period of time does not belong to him.

Men have to endure to do it.

Shen Leng lasted longer than him.

The not simple training and additional training that began when he was a child made Shen Leng's physical strength far better than that of Qingshu, Qingshu may have a higher talent and a stronger starting point than Shen Leng, but he didn't have the same experience as Shen Leng.

Shen Leng has not wasted every day, and it has been more than 20 years since he first followed Mr. Shen.

With a bang, Qingshu, who had exploded his strength, actually smashed the cold black line with a knife, and he also felt the improvement in his strength, so he roared and continued to attack, one knife was heavier than the other.

But Shen Leng's knife is impermeable, no matter how fast Qingshu's knife is, he will meet it with one sword, no matter how strong Qingshu's explosive power is, he can block it with one sword.

The two of them advance and I retreat in the martial arts arena, and the moon god blessing in Qingshu's body at this time began to exert medicinal effects, and the strength was much greater than just now, and when he stepped forward, the soles of his feet could crush a piece of ice, and a small piece of ice on the soles of his feet would turn into ice slag every time he stepped down.

"You shouldn't take medicine."

Shen Leng's eyes were always staring at Qingshu's movements, of course he felt that the current scimitar was heavier, faster and more fierce, but Shen Leng just wanted Qingshu to take medicine.

"No matter how fast your knife is, it can't kill me, you and I are already on the same line."

Shen Leng spoke while blocking the endless knife momentum, his words were also knives, attacking Qingshu's beliefs.

"In a few more moments, you'll run out of stamina."

The cold black line knife formed a knife curtain, because the knife was too fast, and even those lights and shadows were connected to form a knife curtain, as if nothing could enter the knife curtain, and anything would be crushed by the blade as long as it entered.

Of course, Qingshu knew that what Shen Leng said was right, he had been fighting for so long but he couldn't hurt Shen Leng, even if it was just a moment, he would be willing to give up the opportunity to kill Shen Leng, and he would turn around and leave.

"Help me back!"

Qingshu shouted behind him after a fierce attack, and those who had just killed Xin Fengyue woke up when they heard the shout, and the competition was no longer necessary, and they immediately rushed towards the competition field.

"Dare!"

Yuan Shumeng stood up and stretched out his hand: "Lance!" ”

The soldiers handed over the heavy and huge long lance, and Yuan Shu strode forward with the lance in one hand: "Those who are near, die!" ”

He stepped out with one step, as if he had stepped on everyone's heart.