Walking to the center of the field, Chu Haoyu stopped his horse, looked at the burly man for a moment, and suddenly laughed. With a cold smile, Chu Haoyu opened his mouth and said: "Report the name, this king will not kill the unknown." ”

When Chu Haoyu's words fell, the burly man actually laughed and shouted: "The seventh prince is proud, and the old man admires it, but don't forget the old man's name when you see the king of Hades, Saihan." ”

After thinking for a moment, Chu Haoyu shook his head and said, "Saihan? I haven't heard of it, but this king will reluctantly give you a ride. After a pause at this, Chu Haoyu continued: "Entering Mobei, this king has killed countless people, but no one has ever been worthy of the general's battle, not even Zaguli, you are the first." ”

Zaguli, the main general of the Right Banner, that is, the chief general of Umut, was killed by dozens of people from Chu Haoyu under the city of Umut and in the army of the Right Banner. Therefore, hearing Chu Haoyu's words, the faces of the soldiers on the city tower instantly turned cold, this is a humiliation that they can never forget, it is Demutu, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, however, Saihan's expression was calm and did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Staring at Chu Haoyu, a smile appeared on Saihan's broad face, as if he was disdainful or mocking, and said: "The one who killed General Zaguli seems to be a master of the Heavenly and Human Realm, when will the Seventh Prince also become a master of the Heavenly and Human Realm?" Such a young master of the Heavenly and Human Realm, the old man admires it very much. ”

Listening to the ridicule in Saihan's words, Chu Haoyu said lightly: "Heaven and Man Realm? Come on, the king will benefit a lot from the battle with Bahel, and today, use your head as a whetstone. At the end of the words, Chu Haoyu had already moved, flew up and rushed towards Saihan, and the horizontal knife raised horizontally, drawing a mysterious trajectory, stabbed Saihan in the chest

Indeed, as Chu Haoyu expected, the moment he heard Bahel, Saihan Gujing's mood had a ripple for life.

He is not a disciple of Bahel, but when he heard Bahel's story when he was young, he envied and admired Bahel the most, and at the same time, he wanted to challenge Bahel the most. At that time, Bahel was a congenital master like him, but after the battle, he was defeated miserably, and if it weren't for Bahel's mercy, I'm afraid he would have sunk on Mount Haas. Now twenty years have passed, Bahel has become a generation of grandmasters, and he is a god-like existence in Mobei, and although he has recovered, it is difficult for martial arts to survive. Now, hearing that Bahr of the Grandmaster Realm was actually killed, how could Saihan not be shocked. At this moment, Saihan was not happy or excited, nor was he disappointed, he couldn't even tell what kind of emotion it was, but it was this moment of distraction, Chu Haoyu had already swung his knife to attack.

After all, he is a master, and Saihan quickly came back to his senses. Staring at Chu Haoyu's simple but commensurate knife of heaven and earth, Saihan had a trace of appreciation in his eyes, and at the same time waved the knife to meet it, the plain knife posture seemed to be about to touch Chu Haoyu's knife.

In an instant, the horizontal knife in Chu Haoyu's hand slashed at Saihan's saber, but there was no violent impact, which made people feel uncomfortable, especially for Saihan.

The fluctuation between his mind just now made Saihan's momentum leak, and with the swing of the saber, Saihan's momentum had climbed to the peak, and he planned to touch Chu Haoyu hard, but he never thought that Chu Haoyu's knife seemed to be dignified but light and fluttering, and that kind of empty feeling made Saihan extremely uncomfortable, and at this moment, a knife suddenly appeared.

Chu Haoyu easily took the lead, how could he be willing to collide with Saihan, just now a knife seemed to be more powerful and more skillful, and at the moment when the two knives struck each other, a knife suddenly burst out and stabbed Saihan in the chest.

True Qi Condensation Blade, Chu Haoyu has already broken through the innate realm, especially during the period of time when he entered Mobei, which is of great benefit to his martial arts cultivation, and the condensed sword is even more pale red, blood-like color, which looks like a lot of people's hearts. After shooting the sword, Chu Haoyu followed the knife and stabbed Saihan in the throat. The heavy knife momentum, it seems that the heavens and the earth are trembling under this knife.

At this moment, there was a trace of solemnity on Saihan's face, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. Taking a deep breath, instead of retreating, Saihan rushed forward, swinging his knife and slashing at Chu Haoyu's chest, the sharp knife momentum gave birth to a killing aura, and it seemed that he was going to fight for his life.

Staring at Saihan, Chu Haoyu's calm eyes had no joy or sorrow, only a knife.

There was a loud bang, and the horizontal knife was slashed on the saber. This knife condensed all of Chu Haoyu's cultivation and condensed Chu Haoyu's spirit, even if Saihan's internal strength was deep, the saber was still trembling and could not advance an inch, but it was not over, and the light red knife had already pierced Saihan's chest.

The reason why the sword is dark red is because of the Tianyang Decision, and it is also because it condenses the killing intent and anger in Chu Haoyu's heart these days. During this time, Chu Zheng died in battle, which made him angry; Lin Changqing died in battle, which made him sad and angry; The death battle of Captain Yue made him feel a kind of tragedy, and at the same time he admired it, and the appearance of Boya reminded him of the past and gave him an urge to vent. Everything, when he saw Saihan, Chu Haoyu suddenly had a proud fighting intent, and he must be beheaded by the knife.

When the sword entered the body, Yi Saihan's burly martial arts cultivation couldn't control his body and trembled, and in the end, a mouthful of blood that couldn't help but spit out, it was actually hurt by Chu Haoyu.

Few people saw Chu Haoyu's sword, but everyone saw Saihan vomiting blood under Chu Haoyu's horizontal knife. Suddenly, the soldiers of the Yue Cavalry let out an excited shout, on the other hand, all the people in Oumut had shocked on their faces, including Demutu, staring at Saihan with disbelief in their eyes, you know, Saihan was second only to Bahel back then. At this moment, Demutu suddenly had a bad feeling, took a deep breath, and Demutu waved his hand to call the guard over, and whispered something.

Although Chu Haoyu's kung fu is not bad, it is not so pleasant to touch Saihan. Putting away the knife and standing, breathing the churning blood in his body At the same time, Chu Haoyu opened his mouth and said: "You have lost your fighting spirit, otherwise you would not choose to touch hard, it seems that Bahel's death makes you unsettled." Take the king again! At the end of the words, Chu Haoyu waved his hand and slashed down again.

This knife is neither fast nor sharp, but the heavy breath, it seems that the sky has been cut off by Chu Haoyu's knife, everything is still, the passage of time, the whisper of the wind, even the sun is also trembling and undulating under this knife.

Fit the way with the sword, fit the knife with the body. Seeing the young Chu Haoyu show such a knife, Saihan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, could it be that he was really old? In an instant, Saihan suppressed all his emotions and gave birth to a proud fighting spirit, he Saihan is an eagle on the grassland, and he will never bow his head to anyone, not Bahel, let alone Chu Haoyu, who has been younger than him for decades.

Holding the knife in his hand, Saihan's burly body suddenly exuded a violent aura and rolled towards Chu Haoyu, which was the storm knife technique of Saihan's Megatron Grassland.

Back then, when Saihan was a little horse thief, he could only intercept merchants or weak tribes in the desert, because they were so weak that they didn't dare to set foot on the grassland. The desert weather can be changeable, especially the sudden tornado, which can be daunting. Although Saihan is not afraid of anyone, but for the tornado, the power of heaven and earth, Saihan is afraid, but with the improvement of his martial arts with age, from fear to awe, to admiration, and finally from the tornado to enlightenment, he created the Wind Sword Technique, which is as sudden and violent as a tornado, tearing everything apart.

As soon as Saihanfu made a move, Chu Haoyu felt a violent aura, as if he had been in a storm, and the blazing, fierce, and fierce wind swept through his hands and face like a knife, making Chu Haoyu feel a burst of pain, but the horizontal knife in his hand still slashed down, and it was just right on Saihan's saber.

Suddenly, a crisp sound sounded quietly, like a wind chime, at this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be still, only this crisp jingle sound, but with the sound of the dingbell, everything was violent in an instant. Saihan's saber was like a fierce wind slashing towards Chu Haoyu's chest, with fast speed and fierce momentum, there was only this knife left in heaven and earth.

Staring at Saihan, Chu Haoyu finally chose to retreat. With the power of the shock of the blow just now, Chu Haoyu seemed to have lost any weight and retreated, seemingly at a slow speed, but the saber was always so short that Chu Haoyu could not be cut by one line.

The shadow of the Demon Sect is casual, or the Chu family's wind and clouds, at this moment, Chu Haoyu has put down all the martial arts he has learned, and there is only one sword. The heart moves at will, and the people follow the sword, retreat or attack, or chop or cut, and fight with Saihan.

When the two fell into a fight, the world was quiet, but there were more and more people watching the battle, and the upstairs of Umut City were already full, and many of them were commanders. On the side of the Yue Cavalry Captain, the martial king Chu Haoyan quietly appeared in front of the army, staring straight at Chu Haoyu, but his expression was flat and leisurely, not only was he not worried about Chu Haoyu but had a trace of appreciation, Chu Haoyu was able to put aside the success or failure of life and death, this battle, whether he won or lost, was of great benefit to his martial arts practice.

Chu Haoyan's side, Deputy Marshal Fang Lin, Northwest Governor Chen Dingyuan, Shanhaiguan Xu Chonglou, Tiger Prison Guan Di Haiying, Dubao Yang Su, and several people also stared straight at the two people in the battle, although they were worried, but they were more appreciative. They are all generals who are slightly extraordinary, and they all have good martial arts, so they can naturally see Chu Haoyu's current state, he has such a martial arts cultivation at a young age, he is worthy of being the pride of the sky, and it is no wonder that he can create brilliant achievements.

Saihan's knife after knife seemed to be endless, and the knife was overwhelmingly rolled towards Chu Haoyu, at this moment, Chu Haoyu was like a flat boat in the wind, swimming between the waves, and becoming more and more skilled.

As time passed, Saihan's knife momentum gradually slowed down. Saihan naturally did not run out of gas, but condensed all the knife momentum, which seemed to be plain, but it was full of murderous opportunities.

At this moment, Chu Haoyu's horizontal knife is also getting slower and slower, but every swing of the knife can always block Saihan's saber just right, and even cut off Saihan's offensive. Swinging the knife again to block the attack of the saber, Chu Haoyu followed the knife and picked it at Saihan's throat. At this moment, Chu Haoyu finally counterattacked.