Chen Ziyun never thought of kneeling for people, at the beginning in the big city, only people gave him the share of kneeling.

And this first kneeling was actually given to people two thousand years ago,

It's worth it.

The night wind blew, and his eyes looked at the ground an inch square, and a black hair fluttered in front of his forehead, which made the whole person reveal a faint sadness.

The Turkic leader smiled hideously, walked over, and said, "Boy, are you really going to be able to kill yourself?" ”

Chen Ziyun raised his head and said with a smile on his face: "Yes! ”

When the Turkic leader heard these two words, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed Chen Ziyun's hair, bent down and continued: "Really?!" ”

Chen Ziyun was stiffly pulled by a thick palm, he tilted his head, the smile on his face was still undiminished, and the servant said with a full face: "My lord, I am truthful!" ”

A wicked smile tugged at the Turkic leader's lips, and he said, "Then I want to see how you can be cut in half and survive." ”

"If you don't die, you'll let me go?"

"If you don't die, I'll even let Xun Wen Ruonan go!"

"I don't want him, I just want to live longer, I don't want to go to the underworld so early."

The Turkic leader threw his head up and laughed: "Hahahaha! Listen to Ruonan, this little brother knows current affairs. ”

Xunwen Ruonan clasped his hands together and scolded in his mouth: "There is no one in Datang who is afraid of death like you." ”

"Then show it to me! If you can survive, I'll let you go right away. ”

Chen Ziyun nodded, and said categorically: "Yes, then who will cut it in half?!" ”

The Turkic leader's dark eyes were firmly fixed on Chen Ziyun's face, and his tone was a little greedy, "Of course it's me." ”

Chen Ziyun smiled in his pupils and said, "That's the best, let you see it clearly, and save yourself from believing it later." ”

After the Turkic leader said this, he motioned for the people around him to let go of Chen Ziyun.

Chen Ziyun stood up, moved his two arms, took a deep breath, his back was already soaked with sweat, this was the most difficult choice, a mistake, and his body was separated.

The Turkic leader clenched his saber in his hand, squinted his eyes, but there was a sharp light in his eyes, looked at Chen Ziyun who was close at hand in front of him, and said, "You really can't hide?" ”

"If I hide, I'll be your grandson."

At this moment, there was an eerie silence between the two, and everyone else looked at Chen Ziyun and the Turkic leader with wide eyes.

The corners of the Turkic leader's mouth cracked, the saber in his hand glowed with cold light in the moonlight, and a killing intent suddenly increased, "Boy, are you ready?" ”

Chen Ziyun was distracted at the moment, calmly, and said, "You raise your knife." ”

The Turkic leader raised the saber in his hand and said, "Hmph, it's really a shame, you just wait......"

"Smack!"

There was a shocking sound! Like thunder!

"Your Excellency!"

At this time, the Turkic leader only felt a spasm in his abdomen, as if he had been turned into his abdomen by a green snake, and the pain was unbearable.

Chen Ziyun took a step back, took the pure white in his left hand, and held the five-four pistol in his right hand, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his cheeks, and said, "Damn, it took a long time, and I still didn't hit my chest at such a close distance." ”

The Turkic leader looked down at the blood hole in his abdomen, his body weakened, he knelt in front of Chen Ziyun's eyes, and squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "Kill him....."

Several Turkic dead soldiers roared angrily and rushed forward with their swords raised.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

A few loud gunshots really startled several Turks, and just when they didn't come back to their senses, holes appeared on their bodies, and then they fell down after a few steps.

At this moment, the Turkic guide on the side looked at the unknown secret weapon in Chen Ziyun's hand, his heart tightened, he turned around and ran, while the other Turkic also ran in the other direction.

Chen Ziyun didn't want to waste the remaining two bullets, so he carried the pure white blade and pursued the Turkic guide, then turned his head and shouted into the darkness: "Nan Bowan! You can't come out! Help me kill another Turk! ”

At this moment, Nambovan rushed out of the darkness, blunt knife in hand, and his arm fiercely slashed at the right foot of another Turkic man!

The Turkic dead man reacted quickly, and his body slashed towards Nanpovan.

Chen Ziyun no longer paid attention to the battle situation on Nan Bowan's side, he stared at the Turkic guide in front of him, bending over like a hunter.

As he approached, he slashed down.

"Bell!"

The Turkic guide suddenly felt a chill behind him, and he suddenly turned back to block the blow with the weapon in his hand.

Chen Ziyun grabbed the Turkic guide's clothes, shook his right wrist, and stuck the Turkic guide's throat.

The Turkic guide sweated on his forehead, and desperately held Chen Ziyun's arm with his hand and tried to break it down.

The two looked at each other, and at this moment, Chen Ziyun did not have the previous sad slave, but his eyes were round, like a hungry wolf, chasing his prey to death.

The Turkic guide looked at the pair of eyes that suddenly turned scarlet, and the terrifying hideous look on his face made him dare not imagine that Chen Ziyun actually had such a side.

Chen Ziyun's face was tense, he didn't speak, his eyes were bright, like two lightning bolts shot out, he pulled his arm apart suddenly, the blade in his hand was raised, and he should try his best to stab down again!

The pupils in the Turkic guide's eyes suddenly contracted, desperately resisting, and the tip of the sword was slowly approaching his chest.

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

There was a seeming grinding sound between the two weapons.

Chen Ziyun knew from the beginning that only when he was at his most humble could he relax the vigilance of the enemy and break them one by one, after all, he couldn't take the head of someone from the army.

Chen Ziyun's arm trembled, and with all his strength, the tip of the sword stabbed slightly into the chest of the Turkic guide, and almost at the same time, the other arm of the Turkic guide suddenly broke free, pulled out a dagger from his boot, and pierced it in Chen Ziyun's ribs, his body struggled, wanting to break free.

In the moment of the water, Chen Ziyun's abdomen had gradually reddened, and a small trace of blood appeared, his face was pale, and cold sweat on his forehead continued to slide across his face.

When the Turkic leader was about to pull out his dagger, Chen Ziyun covered it with his left hand, making it unable to move.

At this time, the Turkic guide's chest was also bloody, and the pure white in Chen Ziyun's hand had been slightly pierced.

The two of them were covered with beads of sweat on their foreheads, staring at each other!

At this moment, the muscles of Chen Ziyun's arms burst out, the green tendons in the corners of his forehead were tensed, he no longer hesitated, and his head slammed into the face of the Turkic leader in front of him.

With one impact after another, the Turkic guide's face was already bloody and blurred!

And with each attack, the dagger in the hands of the Turkic guide was also constantly stirring in Chen Ziyun's flesh!

Fight for your life, you have been baptized in blood!

Poof!

An extremely subtle sound!

The pure white in Chen Ziyun's hand did not have any resistance, and finally all pierced the Turkic leader.

The Turkic guide pulled out, and blood began to gush out of his mouth.

Chen Ziyun still didn't stop, constantly hitting the dying Turkic guide in front of him with his head, and became more and more ruthless, as if like a mad dog, releasing the sadness and pain that he suppressed in his heart after coming to Datang.

Ten steps to kill a person, a thousand miles without staying, that is the Jianghu style, Nan Bowan.

The enemy who invades the country, although it is far away, will be punished, that is the imperial court's faction, looking for Wen Ruonan.

But what is Chen Ziyun for? He still didn't know, and thinking of this, he seemed to be even more frantic, smashing his head harder against the Turkic guide, who was already lifeless.

......

At this moment, he seemed to be on the edge of an abyss, releasing the deep fear in his heart.

After another moment, Chen Ziyun shook his body and stood up, his chest rose and fell sharply, as if enjoying the pleasure brought to him by blood, his eyes looked at the unrecognizable Turkic leader, he pulled out his pure white blade, and turned to leave.