Seeing a Yan man in armor rushing towards this side without any scruples, the twenty people turned their eyes to this side, one of them yelled a Humeng language with an excited face, and the remaining nineteen people took their eyes away and continued to look for the next target.

That person's figure is not burly, compared with the average Humeng person, it can be said that he is relatively thin, but at this time, the smile on his face because of excitement makes people can't despise him because of his thin figure, but makes people feel that under this skin, there is a powerful lone wolf hidden, and Zhu Ziming in front of him is the prey he locks!

Proudly came to Zhu Ziming and a cadre of guards behind him, and stepped on the corpse of a dead Yan army, looking a little hanging, as if he didn't pay attention to the more than ten Yan army soldiers in front of him at all.

"Boom" a stray arrow flew over, but when it was about to hit, it hit the scimitar raised by the man, bounced far away, and turned his head to look at the city, the "stray arrow" was specially made for him by a Yan army longbowman, and he was burying his head in the winding, preparing for the next launch.

A sword light slashed towards the city at the same time as he waved it casually, faster than the speed of the arrow, and the archer was raising his hand to draw the bow, but in the next moment, he was cut in two by the sword light and the longbow in his hand.

"Come on, can you leave your name?" From beginning to end, the man didn't look at the city much, but kept staring at Zhu Ziming, and said in a lame Yan language.

The two guards behind Zhu Ziming had already been angered by this person's cruelty, and without waiting for Zhu Ziming's decree, Wuzi yelled at the man: "Leave you a ghost!" Then he raised the long sword in his hand and rushed away.

I didn't see any movement of the person, a flash of knife light, the two people who rushed forward didn't seem to understand what was going on, and found that the body was no longer under their control, and they felt that the warm liquid on the neck was pouring out of the body, and the air they breathed could no longer be sent to the body, and a suffocating discomfort instantly made the body slowly fall to the ground, and opened their mouths wide to penetrate the air that they didn't care about into the body, but what attracted was a large stream of scarlet hot blood gushing out of the mouth, He gradually lost consciousness in the man's lame Yan Guohua.

"In Lower Aluca, in Humun, the Knife Breaker is called the Swordbreaker, and now he is under the command of my Khan Humon Khorek." The matter of destroying the two Yan soldiers with a raise of his hand looked calm in front of Aluca, and he still looked at Zhu Ziming with a smile on his face, looking very friendly.

Zhu Ziming couldn't help but scolded: "It's really a virtue with that Temutel." ”

"Lao Zhu, what are you doing? Get the hell out of here! Qiu Xin below saw the scene above from below, and was shocked, for fear that Zhu Ziming would be impulsive and go to confront the Humeng man opposite him, and then turned to the more than ten guards behind him and said: "A few of you, go up immediately to block that person and bring Zhu Ziming down for me!" ”

Aluka followed the voice and took a look, and found that there was a veteran with a gray beard below, seeing that the rank of the armor on his body was higher than the person in front of him, so he turned around and grinned at Zhu Ziming, "I'm not interested in you anymore." ”

Zhu Ziming said secretly: "Oh no! "But it's not for the life and death he is about to face, but for the safety of Qiu Xin, and he is targeted by the person in front of him who calls himself Aluca.

But there was no time for him to think about what to do, because Arouca on the opposite side had already begun to slowly walk towards him, Zhu Ziming tightened the long sword in his hand, and the only seven remaining guards behind him had already raised their weapons, ran past him one after another, and pounced on the Aruka who was like a killing god.

Zhu Ziming saw that Qiu Xin was still looking at him nervously, and couldn't help but burst into a rage and said: "Why don't you hurry up and get out of Lao Tzu, are you fucking old and confused or what?" ”

This is the second time in Zhu Ziming's life that he angrily scolded Qiu Xin, the first time was on the night when Liu Debiao was tortured and killed by Temuter, that time because of anger and sadness, and this time because of worry and anxiety.

However, from the beginning to the end, he didn't think about his own safety, or in his opinion, if the eldest husband dies, he will die, and it is good if he is valuable, and his value at this time is in exchange for Qiu Xin's life.

The seven guards in front of Aluka, it was only a few breaths, and they all fell, this time Aluka didn't seem to keep his hand, the seven people who fell, one died more tragically than the other, and Aluka was like a monster who likes to dismember creatures, carrying the scimitar that was finally stained with blood, came to Zhu Ziming's face, "tsk" strange smile.

Although Zhu Ziming is not an extreme martial arts cultivator, his martial arts are not bad, coupled with years of life and death struggles on the battlefield, if he is against those cultivators who have just entered the threshold of extreme martial arts, it is unknown who will lose and who will win.

It's just that this Aluka is comparable to those cultivators who have just entered the threshold!

A knife slashed through and rushed straight towards Zhu Ziming, Zhu Ziming's side immediately slashed in front of him, blocking this sharp knife, although Aluka was joking, but this knife still cut off the long sword in Zhu Ziming's hand, and even took himself back a few steps before steady.

Aluka's eyes lit up slightly, he didn't expect that the person in front of him could actually take his sword, although he didn't use all his strength, but there were seventy percent, so he expected that the person in front of him was a martial arts master, although he was not an extremely martial arts cultivator, but his martial arts were definitely not weak.

"I don't need extreme martial arts, fight?" Throwing the scimitar in his hand rather proudly, Aluka suddenly had the idea of winning.

Zhu Ziming glanced at Qiu Xin, who had gradually retreated under the protection of his personal guards, took a spear from a dead Yan soldier next to him, took it in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's rare, and you can fight happily." ”

Aluka also found Qiu Xin, who was about to evacuate, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and still stood there looking at Zhu Ziming for a long time.

Zhu Ziming's face sank, and he stepped out with an arrow, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon out of water, with a ray of coldness, and pointed at Aluca, who was ten zhang away.

"Master!" This was Aluca's first reaction when he saw Zhu Ziming's move, the spear in front of him struck at an extremely tricky angle, if he was someone else, he would be in a hurry just to deal with this move, but Aluka leaned forward, stuck the scimitar to his chest, and accurately collided with the attacking cold light.

Zhu Ziming only felt that the spear in his hand felt as if it had hit an iron wall, and the body of the spear was still so far away, but he was still shocked and numb.

The body of the gun gradually became bent and deformed as Zhu Ziming's strength came, Zhu Ziming roared angrily, instantly let go of the gun body he was holding, continued to bully forward, and hammered Aluca's face with a fist.

Aluka saw all this in his eyes, his head was slightly deviated, and he staggered Zhu Ziming's fist with wind strength, and the free hand also punched Zhu Ziming in the abdomen like a tooth for a tooth.

Zhu Ziming's feet were strong, and his retreating body was worthy of letting go of Arouca's fist, but the fist style it brought still made his abdomen feel a slight pain.

Holding the spear again in his right hand, he drew and slashed, and the move was sharp, and a spear danced vigorously in his hand, and the head of the spear was connected to the point, and he went straight to the opponent's vital point.

Aluca, on the other hand, saw the move, and the scimitar was like a magic pen in his hand, with a blinding cold light, drawing one mark after another in the air, each time it seemed to be able to predict the opponent's move, and accurately blocked it.

"Hehe, hey, why don't you make a move?" After temporarily separating, Zhu Ziming shot the ground and asked Aluka in front of him panting.

But Aluca's face was not red or out of breath at this time, he touched the back of the knife, glanced at Qiu Xin, who had run away dozens of feet away, and said in Humeng: "Then Your Excellency should be careful next!" ”

Zhu Ziming chuckled in his heart, and said secretly: "Could it be that he can still catch up with this distance?" ”

But before he could think about it, a cold light covered his face and the door slashed over, Zhu Ziming hurriedly raised his gun to block, but unfortunately the body of the gun was wooden, not iron, and the iron sword was easily cut off, not to mention the wooden barrel.

"Humph...!" Zhu Ziming snorted, the spear in his hand had been cut in two by Aluca, the incision was as smooth as a mirror, and the armor on Zhu Ziming's chest had also been cut out of a long gap, and a wisp of blood gradually dyed the entire battle armor in front of him red from the inside out.

Arouca shook his head and said again in his broken Yan Chinese: "I am very disappointed that Your Excellency will be distracted in such a situation. ”

After speaking, a faint aura rose from Aluka's body again, which was a concrete image of Jiwu, obviously he felt that Zhu Ziming's current situation had made him no longer willing to compete fairly with the other party.

"Poof" held back for a long time, but a mouthful ......of blood spurted out of Zhu Ziming's mouth, and then Zhu Ziming's eyes darkened, he knew that he had explained here today, if the injured person couldn't hold back the first mouthful of essence blood, both his body and energy would be greatly reduced.

"Drink!" Zhu Ziming roared wildly, and tore off the armor on his body that was already slightly cumbersome because of the tornness with one claw, revealing a powerful body on his upper body, but the wound on his chest that penetrated into the bones was really terrifying.

Like a mad beast, he rushed towards Aluka again, with a decisive look of death in his eyes, Aruka frowned slightly, and easily blocked a few attacks handed by Zhu Ziming in a look of disgust.

Then he suddenly pinched his right hand and held Zhu Ziming's right hand holding the gun, and then a wave of extreme martial arts cultivator's coercion broke out instantly, slowly forcing Zhu Ziming to kneel.

In a burst of roars and roars from Zhu Ziming, Aluka slowly turned Zhu Ziming's right hand in a way that was so violent that he broke the bones of his hand, and in the sound of bones shattering, he turned the head of the gun around, and then put the tip of the gun against Zhu Ziming's left chest.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Aruka began to let out an arrogant and cruel laugh as he watched as the sharp tip of the spear slowly pierced the skin of Zhu Ziming's chest, pierced into the powerful muscles in his chest, and then pierced the beating heart, and finally pierced through his back.

"Hahahahaha......" Arouca let go of the gun that pierced Zhu Ziming's chest, and changed from a sinister smile to a wild laugh looking up to the sky.

Zhu Ziming's right hand, which had been pinched and deformed, was still held on it, and it looked like Zhu Ziming himself had stabbed the head of the gun into his chest.

Qiu Xin was attracted by the laughter behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Zhu Ziming on the city wall kneeling on the city wall, a broken spear on his chest and his back from his chest, but his face turned to Qiu Xin's side, and on his face where the vitality gradually dissipated, a mouth stained red with blood kept snorting, Qiu Xin knew that he was saying, "Go quickly." ”