"If you use the flood against us, then I will repay you this favor with fire!"

The flames reflected a burly figure, and he didn't know when he appeared on the command ship of the Lower Tang Naval Division, and at this moment the fire was burning behind him, and a red color reflected his iron-red face.

Yong Wujian stared at the man standing at the stern of the boat, looking a little familiar, and with the memory he quickly remembered that he had dealt with this person before. Before, he led the vanguard of the Tang Water Division to storm Huazhou City, but it was stopped by this person by pouring cold water through the city wall, and then he came up with the idea of directly destroying Huazhou City with the power of heavy rain and floods. The two of them are completely married.

"General Yang, we've finally met."

"Before, we only won once between each other, but now it's the third game, and whoever wins is the real winner!"

"Okay, I'll do my best this time!"

Yang Zhong took out a halberd from behind him as if he were juggling, which was the fire point gold that had always accompanied him. As soon as the wrist flipped the halberd, it was aimed at Yongwuyi, and the posture of wanting to compete was opened.

Yong Wujian smiled, "As the commander of an army, the main thing is to use tactics to command the soldiers under his command to fight, such as arms and fingers, rather than simply being brave and ruthless." But even if you put aside all the strategy, planning, and art of war, you are not my opponent in simple fighting. ”

"You're right, so, I'm not going to go it alone this time!" Yang Zhong also smiled, although he said this, he didn't see other enemies appear. Whether this person is cheating or simply trying to scare himself, Yong Wujian has no heart to care, as long as he can capture Yang Zhong alive.

The fire point gold became extraordinarily shining under the light of the firelight, and Yang Zhong just rushed up with an arrow, and the halberd had already pierced through the blue sky and plunged into the body of Yong Wujian. Not the mediocre body, to be exact, but the cloak behind him, the black cloak that had been poked into the hull like a blade.

Before the halberd could fully penetrate the hull of the ship, Yang Zhong's body had already flipped with the blade, and he lifted his feet off the ground and supported his entire body with the help of the strength of his arms, jumped up from the spot, and rolled over to the top of the ship, which also allowed him to escape a catastrophe.

Yang Zhong, who was standing on the top of the ship, looked back at the deck, and what he could see was a shocking wound on the deck, which was so deep that even the interior of the cabin below the deck was already faintly visible.

Sure enough, it's amazing! Yang Zhong was finally a little scared at this time, as long as he was slower, he would already be in a different place. It seems that Xuan Shaoning's news is really not wrong! Yang Zhong looked at Yong Wujian, who was standing on the side of the ship.

Yong Wujian's pitch-black armor was shiny, and a black line faintly appeared on the side of his right face, Yang Zhong didn't care much, what he cared about most was the blade of Yongwujian. This is a combination of a horse lance and a sickle, and the whole body is glowing with black and white luster, because the whole body of this blade is a mixture of black and white, and the color of each circle is as wide as a palm, and the color of the sickle head is unified, and all of them have become pitch black, but Yang Zhong always feels that there is blood red hidden in this pitch black.

Yang Zhong's leg took a step back slightly, and in an instant he lost his mediocre figure, and at the same time, he also expected the danger to come. Based on the experience of past battles, his first reaction was his weakest back, so Yang Zhong quickly turned around and pulled out his halberd first to deal with it. It's a pity that this time his guess was wrong, and there was still no one behind him at the moment.

Not good! Yang Zhong flipped his body several times in succession under the condition of half-voluntarily and half-coercion, and fell directly from the top of the boat. But the pain on both sides of his feet made him look towards the soles of his feet.

Yang Zhong trembled and raised the sole of his foot, and saw that the bottom of his boots had cracked, and the white cloth socks inside could be seen from the cracks, and Yin Yin's blood gradually seeped out of the original white cloth socks. Yang Zhong didn't dare to look any further, he already knew that the injuries on the soles of his feet were not light this time. The blade of mediocrity was so sharp that it could cut through the top of a ship and cut the soles of its own feet.

Yong Wujian actually stood on the top of the ship at this moment, but it was only a moment of effort, and the positions of the two were reversed. Yang Zhong looked up at Yong Wujian on the top of the boat, the injury on the sole of his foot was likely to make Yang Zhong unstable in the next battle, but he definitely couldn't show it, he had to deceive Yong Wujian, so that he could still have a chance of life.

"Why bother, General Yang?" The voice came from the top of the boat, and it sounded like someone, who was it? That's right, it's Long Wen, the cold eunuch's voice. "The longer you drag on the ball of your foot by me, the more serious the injury becomes, you can still pretend now, believe me, but after a stick of incense, your actions will be affected."

Yang Zhong knew that what Yong Wujian said was right, the pain in the soles of his feet had been transmitted to his brain one after another along the meridians. Damn, this guy is too cunning, he injured the sole of his foot in the first move, and then he obviously had an advantage in the battle, how should he deal with it? Yang Zhong didn't plan to rub his mouth any longer, he kept staring at Yongwuyi, and he didn't dare to blink at all, this person's skills were too fast, as long as he blinked, he would disappear in front of him.

It was precisely because he kept staring like this that Yang Zhong found that the black lines on his side face seemed to have increased and thickened. At this time, I can't care about the enemy's tattoos, no matter what kind of tattoos they are, they are not as important as fighting.

But the soles of his feet were so painful that Yang Zhong really couldn't stand steadily, although he was barely standing against the halberd, after this period of time, Yang Zhong could feel the warmth of the soles of his feet one after another, this feeling was like blood had soaked his shoes and socks and then flowed out along the crack. Yang Zhong forced himself not to look down, but he couldn't help it, this feeling was too real, and it was too torturous, he just moved the soles of his feet slightly, and the slimy feeling was even more obvious.

A drop of sweat rolled down Yang Zhong's forehead, which happened to roll over his eyelashes, Yang Zhong's eyes were really unbearable, and one of his eyes immediately blinked. Just like that, the mediocrity disappeared from sight again.

Oops! Yang Zhong really couldn't get up quickly, so he could only retreat again and again until his back leaned against the side of the boat. Then he felt a crack in the side of the ship near him, and he fell in the opposite direction, and then he saw the mediocre appear at his feet.

"General Yang, you can actually take a good look at your foot injury, if you don't watch it again, you won't have a chance to watch it again in the future." Yong Wujian looked at Yang Zhong with a cruel smile, Yang Zhong only felt that those black lines had become very obvious on Yong Wujian's face, so obvious that they spread from the side of the face on one side to the root of the mountain, and it was about to cross the root of the mountain to reach the cheek on the other side.

Sweat rolled down Yang Zhong's face one after another, and soon wet his placket, he gasped and said, "I know my injuries myself, and I don't need you to remind me." You should be concerned about your own situation! ”

"Hahaha!" Yong Wujian laughed even louder, and he said, "Do you know what the lines on my face are? I can tell you that these lines will appear on my face as soon as I get into the fight, and the more intense the fight, the more obvious these lines will become, and the more they will occupy the cheeks, until they completely cover my face, and you know what happens? ”

"I don't want to know!" Yang Zhong suddenly stabbed out the halberd, such a move was not expected, although it was a little unexpected, but please dodge it lightly.

Yong Wujian had just stood firm and wanted to taunt Yang Zhong, but unexpectedly, his ankle tingled, and he quickly turned around to see a person rolling away from his feet onto the deck. When did this person appear? Why didn't you feel anyone approaching at all? With what blade did he hurt himself? For a while, a series of thoughts popped up, making Yong Wujian look more seriously at the person who hurt him.

The man got up after a few rolls, looking very young, and he held in his hand a long sword that was also pitch black, and this sword was characterized by its square blade, which had a very different appearance from most swords in the world. It must have been this sword that cut the ankle of mediocrity.

"You'd better look at your ankles too! You may not be seriously injured at this time, but I guarantee that you will experience the pain of the injury after a stick of incense. The young man said in a mediocre tone.

"Oh? Then I'm really going to have to wait and see if it's really what you say! Yong Wujian deliberately turned his ankle, but as soon as he moved, the pain in his ankle immediately made his face twitch.

"Don't force it, I don't want someone to say that I'm invincible!"

"Young man, your tone is not small, let me get to know you!"

"Okay, if you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, the last general is Xuan Shaoning, the captain of the Han Sword Guard of the Great Liang Jingyi Army!"