"Brother Bian, which of them do you think can win?" Han Sui and Bian Zhang were both injured in the battle, if it weren't for the fact that he was willing to break the wrist of a strong man and let his subordinates resist for him at the last moment, he might have been in a different place long ago. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's still our big man's martial arts," Bian Zhang's eyes were blank: "Wen Yue, do you think that if we surrender now, Lord Huang will be able to spare us?" ”

Forgive? Han Sui felt a strange feeling in his heart. Big brother, don't meow in your dreams, Han Ting has always hated rebellion and the like. What's more, letting Ma Teng be a scapegoat before leaving is in itself with the purpose of becoming a benevolent person if he does not succeed.

The result came out, and he and the others were still blocked in the Han realm at the last moment, and they could only flee like lost dogs.

"Brother Bian, we can't pin our hopes on anyone." At this moment, Han Sui looked down on Bian Zhang, this person could not match him in terms of force and resourcefulness, why did he choose him in the first place?

There is no way, Yi Congqiang is strong, and there are more Beigong Yu and Li Wenhou in it, if he is alone, it is difficult to speak alone.

Although among the three, Ma Teng's force value is the highest, but that guy is purely a tendon and has illusions about the court. I, the Xiliang people, are despised by the people of the Central Plains, not to mention that we are also accomplices of the rebel leader?

"Wenyue, you mean?" Bian Zhang felt unbelievable, and when he arrived at the Laba Tribe, although this tribe did not regard himself and others as big people, there were no decent people to receive them at all.

Don't blame Lababe, how could the two of them report their true identities? I didn't know the attitude of this tribe before, but I lied that the Han people were doing business and were robbed of their goods by thieves who suddenly rushed out.

"Yan Ming, you go and see the results." Han Sui didn't let him continue.

His heart was dripping blood, and when he came out of Yunwu, even Li Wenhou, Beigong Yu and Bian Zhang didn't know that the generals under him were not weak in force, and Yan Xing, the kid, was strong in martial arts.

You must know that he has always been ready to marry his daughter to Yan Xing as his top-secret weapon, and he has never been allowed to show his martial arts on the road, and now there is no hope.

Not to mention anything else, that kid has seen his own daughter in the past, and he looks respectful to himself, but now he ignores it.

If the rebellion fails, the three Yi clans are certain, and their families will inevitably be beheaded. Since then, the two have become enemies instead of relatives.

Han Sui and the others thought that the Han army would definitely come, but they didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"Is it possible?" Bian Zhang was taken aback when he heard his whisper.

"If it doesn't work, it has to work," Han Sui didn't look back and walked out: "Do the opposite." They expected that the two of us would run to the territory of the Qiang people and force them to the plateau, and the opportunity would be fleeting, and it would be up to you whether we went or not. ”

But it was said that Yan Xing himself was a cautious person, when he was young, his father worked hard to obtain the channeling technique, and finally died of serious injuries, he spent more than ten days, hard to memorize it backwards, and did not hesitate to destroy it.

When I saw Shangguan Han Sui's daughter like a flower and jade, she didn't have the rough skin of a Xiliang woman, so she had the intention of coming out, and she began to show her outstanding kung fu.

At that time, Jincheng Taishou Yin Hua had not yet died, and Han Sui was also his subordinate official.

God is pitiful, and now the daughter-in-law who said that she has not been left behind, and she has become a thief for some reason.

On the way, Han Sui asked him not to show his martial arts, and he fulfilled his wish, as long as there was no blood of the Han people on his hands, he would not be abused much even if he surrendered, after all, the generals would not worry about the market anywhere.

As soon as Yan Xing came out of the place that resembled an inn in the tribe, he took out the horses from the backyard and ran in the direction of Lijing.

It's very simple, although it is a cold winter month, many of the soldiers are galloping under the command of the leading generals, and it is not conspicuous to join in.

All the things, Yan Xing remembered, until the legendary Hita Muji shocked the appearance.

In Xiliang, basically all the Qiang tribes have heard of his heroic deeds in the past two years, and he is secretly listed as the first master of the Qiang people.

In the past, Yan Xing always felt that his martial arts were good, even if it was Han Sui's henchmen, he felt that he couldn't make a few moves under his hands, after all, a second-rate martial artist who was old and crowned was not something that could be found casually.

You must know that at the beginning, in order to obtain some precious cultivation resources, he secretly did a lot of things. Anyway, the people he killed were all rich people who were clever and robbed on weekdays, and they didn't have any psychological burden in their hearts.

Later, in order to go to the next level, after building the foundation, he even pretended to be a Qiang person and ran to the top of the snow-capped mountain, where there are not many precious things, but each of them has great effects.

Nima, Zhang Fei's kid feels the same age as himself, and the eighteen horsemen of Yanyun under his command are almost the same as himself, how powerful he must be.

"Old man, your clan is a traitor to protect us, is it possible that you want to be the enemy of the Han?" Huang Zhong's broadsword bore most of the power of that sword, and it was a little difficult to speak.

Zhang Fei is a battle maniac, knowing that the enemy is stronger than the two of them combined, and he keeps shouting and fighting.

The spear in his hand was the sharpest ever, and without stopping, as if it stopped, the sword would fall on him. Huang Zhong's broadsword did not dare to touch the sword, for fear of being bounced off under the contact.

The onlookers heard that Dangdangdang was like striking iron, Hita Muji was on the ground, and the two Han generals were riding horses, which was supposed to have an absolute advantage.

Who knew that he had a sword on the left and a sword on the right, and the two people on the opposite side had to concentrate on it, and they were forced to get off the horse without two moves.

Otherwise, it feels like even the horse will be killed.

"Nonsense!" Zhida Muji said coldly: "If you dare to arrest my son, whether you are Han or Qiang, you will have to suffer the consequences." Rather, I will seize you, and let the leader of the troops come and ask for men. ”

As he spoke, the speed of his men increased suddenly, and at first everyone could see the shadow of the sword clearly, but later even Huang Zhong kept swinging his sword like Zhang Fei.

Among the four heroes of Northern Xinjiang at the beginning, except for Zhao Wouji, who was a little younger and his martial arts were a little worse, the other three were inferior, of course, Tong Yuan's guy was a desperate San Lang.

Later, they also taught their apprentices, Tong Yuan was the most attentive, and Song Zhong was the most irresponsible. When he met Huang Zhong, he saw that this young man had already built a foundation, so he casually nodded a few words.

Poor Huang Hansheng, the reason why he is a late bloomer is not because his talent is not high, but because the family heirloom itself is a crop style, and the master's description of the grandmaster realm is ambiguous.

In the battle with Hita Muki, the feeling of the grandmaster that he had been looking for for several days seemed to suddenly open up.

At the beginning, the pressure on Huang Zhong was sixty percent, and later, it slowly became seventy percent, and now it is gradually becoming eighty percent.

He was bitter in his heart, with Zhang Fei's feeling, the knife in his hand could only hurry, hurry, hurry, and hurry, the heavy sword shadows couldn't even be seen clearly by the naked eye, so he could only rely on his feelings to keep parrying.

The big knife is not a piece of paper, and I usually swing the knife five or six hundred times, and I feel a little sore in my arm.

Slowly, Huang Zhong felt that the knife in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, but he raised the knife mechanically with both hands and kept pointing at the sword shadow.

Suddenly, he found that his sword had become lighter, and the trajectory of the sword had become clearer, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl.

"My lord, someone injured our soldiers and fled!" A ride flies in.

At this time, Zhang Fei was dragged over by Rida Muji, and he had already collapsed.

A large blank space appeared in the venue, where Huang Zhong kept swinging his knife and slashing the air. (To be continued.) )