This wolf has never had an opponent since he went out with his father, and he has been very arrogant since he was a child, so he has never been afraid of any opponent, and a few months ago, when he went west to conquer the two river valleys on the border of the Middle East, he confronted the Persian coalition army, and in the city of Hindara, he first took only three rounds to capture the Persian coalition striker in front of the horse, and then defeated the famous coalition general Timur in more than a dozen rounds in the city of Nishapour. After destroying the city, after breaking the city, he captured dozens of people and dozens of concubines and concubines, and seized the treasury, slaughtered the city when the army was withdrawn, killed the old people and children in the city, regarded the young women in the city as "two-legged sheep", and used it as military food, and forcibly conscripted the young and middle-aged people in the city as the signing army, and used it as a precursor when attacking the city. Even Zalandin, the son of the commander of the coalition army, Mahamad, was not his opponent, and he annihilated more than 40,000 people in the first battle, forcing Zalandin to flee to the poisonous country in South Asia with only more than 50 people. The million-strong Persian coalition suffered repeated setbacks at the hands of Zhan Wolf, and finally the commander of the company, Mahamad, was forced to flee and died alone on a small island in the Caspian Sea.

Zhan Wolf'er has won so many achievements, he is arrogant, but today under the command of the elite general Fan Xiang, he is unbearable, and he is very unwilling, so he opened his eyes, stared at Fan Xiang, looked at him in a daze, and said: "The surname is Fan, it is you,...... The Optimus Halberd in your hand is a divine object, I ,...... The sledgehammer in my hand is no match for your weapon, and ...... Your mount is fast, my war horse is not fast enough for you, do you dare to dismount and fight with me?"

Fanxiang looked around at the encirclement and suppression army surrounded by the group, laughed, and said loudly: "Why don't you dare? Since you said that my horse is fast and my weapons are powerful, then I don't need to use the Heavenly Halberd or ride the divine horse, and I will beat you to the same heart, haha......"

Said lightly, jumped off the earth mole, handed over the reins and the painted dragon Qingtian halberd to Su Xinyan, turned his head and smiled at Wan Haoruo, and said softly to the second daughter: "You will take care of it later, I will give you another one to make a drunken knife technique, you can figure it out!"

After that, he turned around and walked to ten steps in front of Zhan Wolf, slowly pulled out the broken knife at his waist, shook it in the wind, gently pulled a knife flower, and his five fingers were bluffed, and the broken knife was like sticking to the palm of his hand, dripping like a spinning top and rotating more than a dozen times, buzzing, looking at Zhan Wolf coldly, and said slowly: "How about this? Just work for a while, you don't have to get off the horse, come on!"

When Zhan Wolf heard this, he was extremely angry, urging the horse to gallop over, the tiger roared, the sound was like thunder, waving a double hammer, "bang bang bang" five hammers in a row, the hammer hammer only shined on the head of Fanxiang, and smashed it with his head and head, Fanxiang in the shadow of the opponent's dense hammer, a long roar, waved the knife in his hand, stepped on the square inch to move the step, the body shape was fluttering, graceful like a dragon, this fluttering moving posture, light and agile, gorgeous, flowing clouds and water, giving people a different kind of beauty like a dance.

At this time, the sun was already setting in the west, gradually turning to twilight, and a blood-red light fell on the battlefield, falling on everyone, and also on the man in armor who wandered in the shadow of the hammer like a charm. In the red twilight, he held the broken knife in his hand, as if he was half-drunk, his steps were drunk, fluttering and wandering in a dark web composed of hammer shadows, and the broken knife flew left and right in front of him, flickering near and far, forming a dark blue halo, like a protective shield, blocking all the hammer blades that were smashed back.

Fanxiang held the Xuanbing flame broken knife, unfolded the "like a dream drunk knife" knife technique, just like a drunk walking on the waterside of the field, holding a wine bottle, pouring himself to drink, bathing in the evening breeze of the sunset, in the half-drunk, all over the lake and water, enjoy a pond of lotus ponds, smell the fragrance of half summer lotus, swaying footsteps, wandering in it, or like being in a boat, strayed into the depths of the lotus flower, and the sunset will be a touch of red soft sprinkled, sprinkled on his knife, armor, every shadow, the red color reveals a strange blue, the knife shimmers.

The knife is drunk as the meaning, and the knife is transformed into "Chang Ji Xi Pavilion sunset, drunk and do not know the way back." Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons", "intoxicated", "excited", "mistaken", "fighting", "startling", every style, every knife, fluttering and feminine, sharp, fast, every knife angle is weird, all make the viewer incredible, people are unguardable.

The soldiers of the two armies only heard a series of "jingling" crisp sounds in their ears, and Zhan Wolf tried his best, but he couldn't hurt Fanxiang in the slightest.

Zhan Wolf was not to be outdone, and smashed Fan Xiang's body and face down with a fierce hammer after hammer. Suddenly, I heard Fan Xiang laugh a long time, broke the knife and walked diagonally, a little on the purple gold hammer, borrowed the momentum of the hammer, stepped on the square inch and moved the step, and it was already ten steps in front of the wolf and horse.

The officers and men of the two armies were stunned for a moment, wanting to applaud, but they couldn't help laughing.

The soldiers of the encirclement and suppression army all looked at Zhan Wolf'er, laughed half-loudly, suddenly woke up, and stopped their busy life, and did not dare to laugh again; when the elite soldiers in the encirclement saw Zhan Wolf'er's situation, they couldn't help but raise their hands and point at Zhan Wolf'er, and they all laughed, as if they had seen a funny image that made people laugh, but the female soldiers in the field all turned their heads and covered their mouths, and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhan Wolf didn't know what to do, and when he was about to urge the horse to go, he suddenly felt that his body was cold, his clothes were loose, and his clothes and armor gradually fell off, revealing a knotted muscle, and there was a faint pain in his chest and back, and he hurriedly looked down, only to see that the upper and lower clothes and armor on his body were all broken, and he could not cover his body, and several words were carved on the skin of his chest with a blade, and blood flowed out.

Zhan Wolf'er was disheveled at this time, and his clothes were not covered, and when he saw the enemy soldiers looking at him and laughing, he couldn't help but be furious, his eyes were staring at Fanxiang, red as blood, and he didn't make a sound.

Fan Xiang raised his hand and patted the hem of his armor, straightened it out, raised his eyes to look at Zhan Wolf, and said: "I heard that you used to like to slaughter cities and kill innocents indiscriminately, so today, I will humiliate you first, and then take your life, to avenge the people who were slaughtered by you and the people who were slaughtered indiscriminately, and the sins you have created should also be repaid, isn't it?"

Zhan Wolf was already furious, and shouted: "Those grass people are like ants, Lao Tzu can kill them if he wants, what are you going to do?"

Murong Ling stood on the high platform, looked at the two people fighting in the encirclement, and said to Zhan Liu: "This person is so brave, he must be the commander of the elite bandit army, Fan Xiang, there is no doubt that he is worthy of his reputation!"

Zhan Liu accompanied Murong Ling to stand on the high platform, condescending, looking at the fight in the encirclement, at this time, after seeing his son being humiliated by the enemy, when he was furious, his mind was confused, and he couldn't help shouting: "It's not good, my son is resting!"

As soon as the words fell, he only heard the young general who was fighting with Zhan Wolf, but he did not retreat to avoid it, haha let out a long laugh, and cut off the knife in his hand to hold a knife flower, but seeing him take a step forward, his body flashed, his steps were as elegant as the wind, and he was approached, his right arm was stretched forward, the knife entered with his hand, and his backhand was slashed obliquely, and a dark blue plasma cold light flashed, drawing a phantom, like a group of egrets with blue feathers competing for the crossing, leaving a trace of strange and charming light and shadow everywhere he passed, like a beautiful arc of intertwined blue Yingying, forming a dense net, obliquely enveloping Zhan Wolf。

He let out a long roar, his body swirled, and he flew behind Zhan Wolf, and with a light wave of his right hand, the flowing blade crossed an arc, as if shooting out with the wine in his hand, but he saw a blue knife flash, and the head of the burly figure on the horseback fell in response. The broken knife blade falls on the fifth knife "fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons", and in the "pouring", "drunk", "back", "fighting", "entering", "startling", "rising" and other actions are like flowing water, in one go, the incredible direction and angle of the blade, vividly and vividly expressed. Then, the faint blue light disappeared in an arc with the young general's posture.

The officers and men of the two armies only heard a pop sound, a head was broken off from the neck, slipped to the ground, and the mouth screamed a dull snort of "ahhhh

Everyone felt that for a moment, Fan Xiang had already put away his knife, stood in the center of the encirclement, stood with his knife in his hand, and was calm.

"Good knife technique!"

"What a fast knife!"

"Beautiful!"

The officers and men of the two armies woke up in shock, and the officers and men of the encirclement and suppression army were angry for a while, holding their swords, you look at me, I look at you, they all hesitated, and the army was depressed. The elite soldiers in the encirclement couldn't help but burst into a roaring cheer.

Fan Xiang raised his eyes and looked around at the soldiers of the two armies, smiled slightly, turned his head and nodded to Yong Yisheng, the captain of the Rui Shi Brigade who followed him into the encirclement, and shouted: "This tail, Captain Yong, you come to clean up! Haha." After that, he turned around and returned to Su Xinyan's horse, took the reins of the horse from Su Xinyan's hand, turned over on the horse, took the painted dragon and the halberd, and looked at the soldiers of the encirclement army in the surrounding array.

When Yong Yisheng heard this, he said: "Oh!" drove the horse over, leaned over and lifted the head of Zhan Wolf, shouted in his mouth, and galloped back and forth among the armies, shouting loudly: "Listen to the soldiers of the Beigong Encirclement and Suppression Army, your general is dead, and the rest of the people will live if they surrender, and those who do not surrender will die!" Holding the head of Zhan Wolf high, the god was majestic, and the voice came out from afar, breaking the solemn atmosphere of the battlefield.

The soldiers of the rebels cheered in unison.

The soldiers of the encirclement and suppression army were in shock, angry, holding swords, and did not dare to move forward for a while.

Seeing that the enemy army was depressed, Fan Xiang smiled, turned his head, and asked Su Xinyan and Wan Haoruo slowly: "Xiao Yan, Wan'er, can you two see clearly, where is the essence of this set of dream-like sword techniques?"

"I think that the essence of this set of knife techniques is ethereal, soft, and paradoxical, that is, the blade of each knife is in an incredible place, such as the solution of the cow, the touch of the hand, the shoulder of the lean, the foot of the foot, the knee of the foot, the tenor, the sword, the alto. The dance of "Mulberry Forest" is the meeting of the "Sutra Head". According to the principles of heaven, criticize the big and guide the big hole, because of its course, there is no thick into the room, and it must have room for recovery. ...... I don't know, is my understanding correct, Brother Fanxiang?" Su Xinyan lowered his head and pondered for a while, and after a while, he looked up at Fanxiang and expressed his opinion.

Wan Haoruo listened quietly and carefully, flashing his two big eyes and bowing his head slightly.

Fan Xiang listened, smiled slightly, and said: "Your understanding is correct, but it is not enough, you have to continue to figure out, for example, when I made the last knife just now, why did I combine the knife styles of the first four knives into one, so that these five styles can be combined as soon as possible, and then, one knife is slashed at the back of the opponent's neck, so that the opponent is unable to defend against it." The two of you must remember that this set of knife techniques is based on drunkenness, not limited to a fixed knife style, random movement, and combination by heart, so that the knife can be used in the unthinkable. ......”

"Oh, no wonder, I'll just say, this set of knife techniques is sharp and elegant, weird and gorgeous, and it is also a good idea,...... Hee-hee, it's no wonder. I know that as long as the big brother makes a move, I will know if there is one, hehe. When Wan Hao heard this, he seemed to have an understanding, and his heart was very happy, looking at the unbearable corpse of the wolf on the ground, he grinned, and couldn't help but reply.

When Zhan Liu saw it, he was angry for a while, and he was dazed. When the guards next to him saw it, they hurriedly came over to support him. Murong Ling was also shocked.