This made Baili Changfeng a little embarrassed, saying that you are an old turtle, are you really an old turtle?

You just hide behind the heavy shield and turn your direction from time to time, which is enough effortless. But is this still called a martial arts competition? Do you stand still and compete without even moving?

If you continue to compare like this, do you plan to be older together than the wasteland? If you are a beautiful girl, you can also consider accompanying you to grow old. You're such a rough man like a bear, the master is not interested.

The hundred-mile long wind traveled for a stick of incense in this way, and shot dozens of arrows, but it failed to hurt the enemy in the slightest. After all, when he was young, Baili gradually became a little unbreathable, and he stopped ten steps away from the enemy general, if he stood on a horse, he probably could see the top of the enemy general's head, right? With his right hand, he reached for a smaller quiver behind him.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"、、、Uhh

The enemy general roared angrily, the sound was like a bell, shocking the earth, and the war horse that was startled by the hundred miles of wind immediately let out a long roar, and the people stood up.

At the same time, the enemy's pumpkin-sized golden gourd sledgehammer was projected out, shooting towards the hundred-mile-long wind.

It's too late, it's fast, just ten steps away, and it's just a blink of an eye. And the war horse actually stood there so stubbornly, without bowing down to dodge, so that the golden gourd sledgehammer failed to directly hit the hundred miles of wind.

However, it really bombarded the horse's belly, and when it landed, everyone and horses were flying, flying more than ten steps away.

The five organs of the war horse were violent, the ribs were shattered, and in the seven orifices, the blood flowed like an infusion, and he immediately returned to the western sky.

"Ah、、、h

The hundred miles long wind hugged the horse's head and let out a terrible roar, although it was not injured, but it was full of blood and tears. With red eyes, he looked back at the enemy generals who rushed over, and shouted in a low voice: "No matter whether you win or lose, it's just life and death!" ”

The voice was extremely low and gloomy, like a demon from the Nine Shadows. Gently put down the war horse, did not take the heavy crossbow, did not draw the sword, but pulled out two daggers with his backhand, the whole body was red, as if blood was flowing, delicate.

A hundred miles of wind, like a flying falcon, soared into the air, and flew over the shoulders of the enemy general in one leap, and between the two of them, their hands immediately became illusory, and they touched the door of the enemy general's face, and flashed by.

Then there was another terrible roar, but this time it was not from a hundred miles of wind, but from the enemy general.

I saw that the enemy general stopped rushing forward, gave up his heavy shield, and covered his face with his hands, his face covered with blood. The hundred-mile long wind was like a fallen leaf, extremely fast, and quietly landed on the enemy general's side, and the two flame iron daggers flew up and down, and then with a slight tug, the enemy general's plate armor handguard was taken off.

The enemy general hurriedly grabbed in pain, but the hundred miles of wind had already flashed out, and at this time everyone saw that the eyes of the enemy general had been pierced by the hundred miles of wind, and the blood in his eyes was gurgling out.

This man returned to the scene when he went out of battle, and the enemy general remained in place, with a hundred miles of wind swimming beside him.

But the difference is that at this time, the enemy general has no heavy shield and sledgehammer, his eyes are blind, and his hands are dancing wildly, and Baili Changfeng has also given up the heavy crossbow, holding two hot iron daggers, and constantly slashing over the enemy general's body.

In a short time, the heavy armor on the enemy's body had been stripped off, and only the ordinary cloth clothes on his body remained, which was extremely embarrassed. But the hundred miles of wind did not intend to stop, but continued to swim.

For a time, the ears and noses of the enemy generals were removed one after another, and even half of the lips and tongues were cut off, and the scene was extremely bloody and cruel.

The Hanfeng army couldn't stand it anymore, and someone raised the white flag and wanted to admit defeat, but as soon as the white flag was raised, the flagpole was broken by a crossbow arrow that flew quickly.

Hanfeng Boss Qin Yu looked at it intently, and saw the tiger riding boy opposite, holding a heavy crossbow, with a cold face, obviously not planning to give up. Anyway, the fierce general is gone, and there is no need to start a frontal war for him alone, although he is extremely angry, he has to endure it.

The soldiers of the three armies just looked at the two of them who were fighting, oh no, it was no longer a battle, but torture and killing, extremely cruel torture and killing.

The dagger of the hundred miles of wind never gave the enemy general a strong blow, but kept cutting wounds on his body, and the enemy general had become a bloody man, and finally could only lie on the ground and wait for death. has no desire to resist at all, and only wants to die, but even death has become a luxury, and can only let the enemy vent wantonly on his body.

The scene was so tragic that many veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time couldn't help but feel the urge to retch. The reputation of the murderer of Baili spread far and wide, and later many soldiers said that even if they faced an army of 100,000 people, they knew that they would die, and they were unwilling to face a demon like Baili Changfeng.

"Whoever kills my brother, I will kill him a thousand times." On the silent battlefield, there was a hoarse voice of a hundred miles of wind.

The thousandth knife of "poof、、、 "one knife is not much, one knife is not much, and one knife is not much", and it is fiercely inserted into the heart of the enemy general.

It was obviously a fatal blow, but the expression on the enemy general's hideous and distorted face was actually a kind of relief and relief.

At this time, Qin Tian personally stepped forward and apologized loudly to the Beirong and Hanfeng armies. The good point is so far, although it is the fierce general of the wind who is the first to kill him, so it caused this death battle; And although Baili Changfeng killed people because of the loss of his war horse and emotional out-of-control, he eventually had it, so in this battle, Qin Tian, on behalf of the Great Yan Army, took the initiative to admit defeat, and the next three competitions continued.

Although the Beirong and Hanfeng armies are dissatisfied, they take the initiative to admit defeat even though they have already won, which can be regarded as saving face, so it is not easy to say anything. I can only let the next three competitions continue, no matter what the result is, let's finish the competition.

Now there is no hope of victory, but if you can win a game, you can save a little face, with this mentality, the two armies continue to select fierce generals and come forward to challenge.

It is no surprise that in the next three games, the Beirong and Hanfeng armies did not win a single one. Unlike the previous competitions, although the next three competitions did not hurt their lives, the losers were all seriously injured.

Because of the follow-up competition, all the young people were angry, and they dared to use a trick to hurt my brother's life, how could they be spared? Therefore, the battle was extremely fierce and merciless.

Seven competitions have passed, and the victory or defeat is clear at a glance, although on the surface it is said that the Great Yan Army has six wins and one loss, but in fact, it is seven wins and seven wins, and that defeat is just to give the two armies a face.

Although the number of people is not as large as the alliance of the two countries, the combat power is beyond doubt.

As the saying goes: A thousand armies are easy to get, and it is difficult to find a general, not to mention that it is far away, but the seven teenagers in front of them are definitely unborn geniuses, leading soldiers and horses, galloping on the battlefield, and will be invincible and unstoppable.