The long knife in the hand of the barbarian soldier slid out a silver light in the air, and the sword light was met by a sword shadow, and with a "ding" sound, Zi Nanli flew out of the long sword in his hand, and he suffered a dark loss as soon as he saw it.

Even if he had been prepared in his heart, he didn't expect this otherworldly barbarian to have such a strong arm strength, and at this moment, there was a faint pain in the tiger's mouth of his right hand.

"Your uncle's" Zi Nan roared from the tiger, and his heart was furious, if he couldn't even kill the barbarians in front of him, how could he use the blood of these barbarians to sacrifice the Yang Chao magic lamp?

The red-eyed barbarian smiled fiercely after splitting the long sword in his hand, and the long knife slashed at him from the bottom up, and it seemed that the barbarian wanted to throw him away from his chest.

"Skillful work", this trick Zi Nan learned from the Infernal Law Realm, was used by him again, only to see that his whole person actually turned into a phantom, in the deadly sword light did not advance but retreated, strangely appeared in front of the barbarian's eyes.

The gray-skinned barbarian obviously encountered such a strange body for the first time, the barbarian warrior was slightly stunned, Zi Nanli took the opportunity to reach out with both hands, and choked the neck of the barbarian warrior.

He used all his strength, and wanted to crush the throat of this barbarian at once, but he was shocked to find that this barbarian even had a surprisingly hard neck, and his hand seemed to be pinched on a stubborn stone.

At this time, the barbarian warrior actually threw away the long knife in his hand, and surrounded Zi Nanli's waist with both hands.

The barbarian warrior roared, saying words that Zi Nanli couldn't understand, and there was a sharp pain in his waist, and the barbarian warrior had already picked him up by the waist, and the big mouth that exuded a fishy smell actually bit his neck.

The barbarians are bloodthirsty and easy to kill, and when the battle is to the extreme, many barbarian soldiers will drink the blood of the enemy raw, looking at this, this barbarian soldier obviously wants to bite off Zi Nanli's neck and taste his blood.

"I'll go to your mother's" Zi Nanli scolded, the fierce color in his eyes flashed, he grabbed the barbarian neck, tilted his head back, mustered all his strength, and hit the barbarian soldier's forehead.

A feeling of extreme dizziness suddenly came, the golden light in front of him was shining, the arms that were firmly enclosed around his waist finally let go, Zi Nanli fell to the ground, with tears in his eyes, and covered his forehead with both hands and scolded: "Damn, you Wang Ba can't grow up eating pot lids, your head is so hard"

At this moment, the barbarian soldier was no better, his forehead was red and purple, and the barbarian soldier fell to the ground as if he was stunned, supported his body with his hands behind his back, and shook his head.

When he saw Zi Nanli rubbing his head, the barbarian soldier immediately roared, gritting his teeth and rushing towards Zi Nanli.

"You give Lao Tzu death," Zi Nanli screamed and rushed forward.

The two of them with their bare hands suddenly tore together, the barbarian soldier was tall, and his arm strength was far stronger than him, the two of them were torn like this, how could Zi Nanli get the slightest benefit.

As soon as he fought, he was beaten by this barbarian from another world, not only received a few punches in the chest, but also kicked in the stomach, if he didn't know that he must not fall down at this time, otherwise it would be the fate of the white blade, I am afraid he would have been unable to hold on and fell to the ground.

Even if he has been a Song general and a ghost, after all, he is a fourteen-year-old boy after his reincarnation, and the physique of the people of Zhongzhou is far less strong than that of the barbarians, not to mention that he is still so old.

Zi Nanli, who has already done his best, can only be beaten at the moment, the so-called one force to ten meetings, even if he thinks that his skills are far stronger than the barbarians who fought with him, he can't stand the other party's infinite strength.

After a few punches in the head, his eyes were already a little blurred.

In a trance, one familiar face after another appeared in his sea of consciousness, from Wen Buxiao and Meng Shuya in Yangchao, to the first Nangong evil people who followed him, and then Shu Xiaoxin and Shu Yiyi, the origin bosses in the Sifang City, and even Wanyun and Wanyin, who looked at his back in a daze when they walked out of the small courtyard, all appeared in front of his eyes one after another.

In the end, what was fixed in his eyes was the disdainful eyes of Chu Hongye in the small shop in Nafuchun Lane, the deputy commander of the Iron Arm Army.

"You are not worthy" is full of the almost insulting words of the Shangshu of the Ministry of War when he was a Song general, and he seems to have returned to the uneasy dynasty, and to be the general who was restrained by people everywhere.

"You all have to die for me" Zi Nanli's mouth was full of blood, he looked up to the sky and roared, and he used his skillful work again, but this time he didn't have that weird body, he seemed to be standing outside the origin store again, and he was hand-to-hand with Xiao Qi, the servant of Qi Shixun.

The barbarian soldier threw a punch fiercely, and he could see that the Middle-earth man in front of him had become the end of the crossbow, and he might be able to kill the man with two old punches.

It's just that in the world, there are nine times out of ten unsatisfactory things, and the man who seems to be defeated actually grabbed his fist at once, and then he feels a heart-rending pain coming from his arm.

The man was holding a half-severed arm in his hand at the moment, his eyes were blood-red, and his face was full of bruises, and the barbarian soldiers looked down in surprise, only to realize that his right arm had actually been broken off at the same time, and the wound was full of blood.

When Zi Nanli suddenly rushed out of the encirclement of the ghost axe camp, not only did Wei Hougao not react immediately, but even the Nangong Evil People who were with him did not expect that Zi Nanli would have such a move that was close to seeking death.

It's just that fortunately, perhaps because he was too fast at that time, these armored soldiers with giant axes did not swing their axes and slash at Zi Nanli's body, and these soldiers of the Imperial Northern Army beside them just looked at Wei Hougao after exclaiming.

At this moment, the guard of the Pingwu Gate is firmly holding the life of the third prince of Tianwu, and this Lord Qiben only needs to give an order, and Zi Nanli, who has already run not far away, will still die under the arrows of the strong bow and crossbow.

In fact, when Zi Nanli left the Devil's Axe Battalion, there was already more than one shooter aiming at his back.

Maybe it was the blessing of Lord Tianwu, maybe it was because he Zi Nan should not die, in the situation that Nangong Xie was going to die, that Wei Hou Gao did not order Zi Nanli to be shot to death at the head of the city.

The banner of the Imperial Northern Army only waved his hands and pointed at the barbarian soldiers who were still stubbornly resisting on the city wall, and the ghost axe battalion with giant axes abandoned them, and pounced on those bloodthirsty barbarians with sharp axes in their hands.

Nangong Evil and the others were only slightly stunned, and the next moment, they all held long swords and chased after Zi Nanli.

On the head of the city of Pingwumen, only the battle in the northwest corner was the most stalemate, although the dark green ghost fire that broke the light cut off the barbarian army, making these barbarian soldiers who rushed to the city a lonely brigade, but it was precisely because they had been put to death that these barbarian warriors showed even more fierce and bloodthirsty.

One after another, the soldiers of the Northern Army died tragically under the long knives of the barbarian warriors, and here in the barbarians, only a few soldiers suffered some skin injuries.

At this moment, the hidden danger of pulling the people down to the head of the city without training was finally exposed in the almost crazy counterattack of the barbarians, and the people, who were already frightened by the tragic scene, began to scatter and flee, they broke up the formation of the few imperial northern armies, and stumbled the hands and feet of these soldiers who could fight with the barbarian soldiers.

The barbarian soldiers are frantically harvesting the lives behind these people, while the soldiers of the Imperial Northern Army have to deal with these people's obstacles first.

Often when a soldier of the Imperial Northern Army has just pushed away a civilian man with great effort, the first thing he sees when he looks up is a knife shadow.

The situation is deteriorating further, if it weren't for the fact that the barbarians have lost foreign aid at this moment, this Pingwumen is afraid that the black flag has been hung.

Nangong Xie was almost crazy looking for Zi Nanli's traces in the crowd, even if there were barbarian warriors rushing over, he didn't care about fighting with the other party, if Zi Nanli died in this city, how would he explain to Zhuo Qianfan.

"You're All Gotta Give Me Death"

Zi Nanli's long whistle came into his ears, and he turned his head anxiously to look, and the scene that caught his eyes was probably something he would never forget.

Compared to the barbarians, Zi Nanli, who was particularly short, grabbed the barbarian soldier's fist and ripped off the opponent's arm almost brutally in a roar.

All this happened so fast, almost in the light of lightning, that even the barbarian warrior looked a little confused and looked at his right arm in surprise at this moment.

He saw Zi Nanli hand out another punch, and the fist was as fast as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, it pierced the barbarian's chest.

"Give it to me, give it to me" Zi Nanli was still roaring, his fists raining down, punching the barbarian in the face.

"Purple clothes...... Xingyuan" Nangong Xie shouted, he had a faint bad premonition in his heart, if he let Zi Nanli maintain such an almost crazy state, he was afraid that it would cause great trouble in the future.

Driven by the uneasiness in his heart, he had to use this method to wake up Zi Nanli, who had fallen into madness.

He didn't dare to walk up to the thin boy, he was a little afraid of such a Zi Nanli in his heart.

The third son of the Tianwu Kingdom, Ziyi Xingyuan, stopped the fist that was slapping on the barbarian's head in the shout of Nangong Evil, Zi Nanli turned his head suddenly, and his bright red eyes stared at him.

Nangong Xie had never seen such a look, except for the cold killing intent, he could no longer see a trace of other feelings from it.

The thin man stretched out his hand, and the long knife that the barbarian warrior had dropped to the side flew into his hand.

Nangong Xie had never seen such a strange body style, but in an instant, Zi Nanli appeared above his head, and in his hand was the big knife with a cold mang.

"Childe" "Adult"

What came into Nangong Evil's ears were the two exclamations of Nie Zhucheng and Wu Jiuxian, and as for him, there was only that sword light left in his eyes.