(Regarding the problem of some readers complaining about the slow update, it is like this, the author has to work overtime continuously for nearly two months, 12 hours a day, 4 hours to write a book, so Nissan is not high, 2 more basic limits, and the manuscript is there, but in line with the principle of stable updates, it still does not explode and update, and it is constantly updated, so there is no mechanism for rewarding and adding, but if there is really a large number of rewards, the addition can only be 2 months later, to compensate for the enthusiastic readers who reward. I hereby respect, this book is well structured, the style will be maintained until the end, and because of the slow heat, the more exciting it will be in the future, believe me, wait and see. ）

Ziyou's more and more exaggerated narration and more and more boundless nonsense made Zhang Baiyan realize that he was lying to himself.

What Arthas Minahir was purely made up, and if it weren't for a false name, he would have gone to eat Xiang at once.

Suddenly, the originally dry smile on Zhang Bai's face also faded a lot, and he felt that the reason why Ziyou pulled out these intentions was about.

Before, Zhang Baiyan said that his name was Xiong Zhang, just to avoid unnecessary trouble, he reported a fake name, and then Ziyou became even more poisonous and reported a more fake name.

It was clear that he was trying to satirize Xiong Zhang in this way that it was not his real name, Zhang Baiface thought.

This person is not simple, Zhang Bai's face can't help but look at Ziyou differently, does he know himself?

Both of them were cautious, after all, they had just known each other for a long time, and it was not surprising that they didn't know each other's details, so it was not surprising that they were wary of each other.

What else does Zhang Bai want to say.

But he heard a terrible scream from the battle behind him.

Ziyou and Zhang Baimian suddenly stopped their meaningless nonsense and turned their attention back to the battle between the two masters.

The battle between the nightingale and the man with the red sword dragged on for a long time, and the peanuts in front of Ziyou had already bottomed out, and the battle was not over yet...... The endurance of those who practice martial arts is really admirable.

At this time, the red sword man was covered with hideous wounds left by the nightingale on his body, he was like a monster crawling out of hell, and the blood spread to all corners of his body, although the appearance was extremely miserable, he still stood still. If a normal person sees this scene, he will definitely be frightened.

Nightingale, the opponent of the red sword man, is not a normal person, Nightingale has no injuries on her body, and the blood on her body is someone else's, but even so, in the continuous battle, it also makes her somewhat overdrawn her strength, and her breathing is a little chaotic.

It's just that now is not the time to let down his guard, and although he has left countless marks on the red sword man's body, none of them ...... It was a fatal wound, and there was not a single ...... Able to bring down the Red Sword Man.

The nightingale, on the other hand, was somewhat exhausted.

Zhang Baimian and Ziyou's detailed observation of this kind of battle are both laymen, and they are self-righteous to think that Nightingale has the upper hand and kill the Red Sword Man...... It's just a matter of time.

Zi You planned to pick up the red sword man after he was killed, study it carefully, and see who his mother was and how she gave birth to it so mysterious.

However, Nightingale understands that on the surface she occupies the top, in fact, if it continues like this...... It doesn't do her any good, and the ideal outcome is a lose-lose situation, but that's not what Nightingale wants, and if she loses her combat effectiveness, there's no way to accomplish her mission...... Protect a white face.

So, no matter what, you have to knock out the person in front of you as soon as possible.

This time...... Nightingale no longer tried to take advantage of her speed, which would only inflict meaningless injuries on the Red Sword Man, and this time she tried her best to stab her sword into his vital point and end the tug-of-war once and for all.

The process also develops according to the idea of the nightingale, the nightingale who does his best. The long sword in his hand was like a divine help, and the long sword made a chanting sound, stabbing straight towards the chest of the red sword man!

An unstoppable sharp weapon that pierces the space. The red sword man's eyes widened, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice. "It's good to come!"

The red-sword man shouted, his right hand stunned and grabbed at the blade of the long sword that was pouring in.

Laugh at!

Nightingale frowned slightly, the long sword was in the hands of the red sword man's flesh, and the red blood condensed into a stream from the point of contact between his palm and the sword body...... Flowed down.

"Ahh The red-sword man shouted.

The cry was not so much a scream caused by the pain in his right hand as a roar of extreme exuberance, and there was not a trace of grief in this voice...... Some of them are filled with a strong fighting spirit.

It was such a cry that woke up Ziyou and Zhang Baiface, and in the absence of nonsense, they focused their attention on the battle between the red sword man and the nightingale.

The momentum of the long sword was undiminished, and it seemed to be held tightly by the red sword man, but in fact, under the strength of the nightingale, the long sword went down the palm of the red sword man's palm and slowly pointed at his chest.

As long as the long sword was sent into the heart of the red sword man, Nightingale believed that no matter how tenacious he was, he would only become a dead corpse!

"That's what I want!"

The man with the red sword was not in a hurry but rejoiced, and under the persecution of the nightingale, he did not have the slightest sense of imminent death.

Facing the long sword that was about to pierce his chest, the red-sword man shouted again, and then his right hand, which was holding the nightingale's long sword, suddenly pressed down, and the long sword slid down...... Pierced into the abdomen of the red-sword man.

Blood splattered on the faces of both men.

"Ahh The man with the red sword shouted with joy. "Now you can't run away!"

Nightingale suddenly felt as if something bad was going to happen, this sword did not successfully kill the red sword man, and it was also expected by the nightingale, the red sword man was by no means an easy master to deal with.

It's just when she wants to draw her sword and retreat and launch a new offensive.

The long sword that sank into the abdomen of the red sword man couldn't be pulled out.

At the same time, the cold wind is blowing in my ears! The huge red giant sword, held above the red sword man's left hand, was swept down by him...... Slash at the nightingale's body!

……

"What a fierce general!" Zhang Baiyan sat next to Ziyou and exclaimed. "It's a pity that he is an enemy chieftain, if he can serve the imperial court, he may not be able to achieve great feats."

"Brother, can you not sit next to me, and sit with the man...... It makes me sick. Ziyou said quite dissatisfied, after the battle entered the white heat, Zhang Bai's face directly and unceremoniously changed from the opposite side of Ziyou to Ziyou's side and sat down.

Because this angle is more suitable for onlookers.

"Haha, we're all brothers, don't care." Zhang said with a white face.

Ziyou had to move his butt in the direction of the little rice on the left, and when he came into contact with the body of the little rice, he was able to neutralize the nausea brought by the kid, this guy's really made Ziyou despised.

At this point, Ziyou and Zhang Bai's face can see that the red sword man is the most frightening, or his biggest characteristic...... is not afraid of death, not afraid of pain, not so much his weapon is the red giant sword, but his fighting spirit that is not afraid of death, and his strong body.

He used his body and right hand to grab the Nightingale's weapon, and in this way made the Nightingale unable to move, while swinging his sword with the other hand and slashing down, killing the enemy at the cost of his own body!

How many people can do this. Dare to try?

What a monster this is.

If the red sword man is the remnant of the Black Flag Army, such a person must not be unknown, Xiao Fan cares so much about the Black Flag Army, there should be an impression, Ziyou looked at Xiao Fan on the side and found that she didn't have much reaction.

became suspicious, whether it was because Xiao Mi had forgotten about this, or because these men in black were not from the Black Flag Army.

Although Zhang Bai's face was grinning, it could be seen from his expression that he was still a little worried, after all, the nightingale was his guard, and he was still a beautiful escort.

The nightingale was engaged in a bitter battle, and the result suddenly became unpredictable.

……

The red giant sword slowly magnified in the eyes of the nightingale, the power of the red sword man, she had been taught, if such an attack was implemented, she would inevitably be cut off and unable to take care of herself.

Although the nightingale is a beauty, the man with the red sword is not a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade.

In his eyes, it seems that there is only enjoyment, blood-boiling battles.

"Chita!"

The red sword man shouted, the red giant sword drew a red trajectory, and when the red sword fell, it would inevitably be equal to another red feast.

The night will not be peaceful.

Seeing that she could not draw her sword back, Nightingale had to let go of her sword, discarded the long sword in her hand, and took a few steps back, after which the red greatsword grazed her face.

Green silk scattered ...... If the flocculent is gone.

Nightingale dodged the sword, but felt a burning pain in her forehead, and when she raised her bare hand to touch her forehead, it was a slimy liquid.

Nightingale was injured after all, although not very badly.

Her long sword was still stuck in the red sword man's body, and it looked like she couldn't get it back.

Although the man with the red sword covered his face, he could faintly feel that he seemed to be smiling.

Seems...... The scarred body wasn't his.

……

"The monster...... Don't you know the pain! Zhang Bairong couldn't help but say.

"No...... You should be able to feel the pain. "Azusa Youdao." Confucius said...... Pain and joy. Some people are like that. ”

"Is this from that classic?" Zhang Bai's face was confused again, could it be that he was lonely and unheard, and he had never heard Confucius say such a thing, as if he was very philosophical.