Dong Zhuo had a sneer on his face, and commanded in a deep voice, "Where is Jian Chen?" ”

"Humble Duty"

A middle-aged man of medium stature, wearing a black power suit, with an expressionless face, stepped forward. This person's name is Chen Jian, a native of Tianshui County, Xiliang, and a member of Dong Zhuo's personal guards, proficient in the art of assassination. He has eagle eyes, thin lips, and a slightly curved back, and his appearance is not good, like an ordinary soldier. But the moment he stood up, his momentum changed suddenly, and there was a touch of coldness and treachery all over his body.

Walking in front of Wang Yan, Jian Chen slowly pulled out the sword at his waist and said with a glance: "Please"

The tone is cold, as if it wants to penetrate people's hearts.

Wang Yan's psychological quality is extremely high, and he is not affected by Chen Jian's momentum at all, so he arched his hand and said: "Please"

With a sword across his chest, Wang Yan was ready to wait.

"Kill"

Jian Chen's expression was indifferent, and with a shake of the tip of the sword, the iron sword stabbed out directly. This sword seemed to be slow, but in fact, it came first, and even in the process of stabbing out, there was a sharp whistling sound, and it went straight to Wang Yan's front door.

Wang Yan has no special research on swordsmanship, and he is not proficient in it. A sword in the hand can be used as a club, it can be used as a steel knife, pick up the sword, and slash at the sword that stabs.

"Bell"

Weapons clashed, sparks flying.

Wang Yan was not affected in the slightest, and the long sword was picked up again like a knife, and continued to split. With a sword in hand, the moves open and close, as if it were a turbulent river, furious, fierce and terrifying.

In the face of Wang Yan's offensive, Chen Jian danced his sword to resist, but his sword moves were not leaky. He has a sword in his hand, and he is extremely indifferent, like a poisonous snake, revealing coldness and treachery, and he is hidden.

"Sizzle"

The sword slashed through the air, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, with a little cold light.

Suddenly, a little cold light flickered, stabbing at Wang Yan's heart. The timing of this sword stabbing is very ingenious, and it is precisely at the moment when Wang Yan's sword is withdrawn and he wants to pick it up again, taking advantage of this gap to attack, which can be described as wonderful.

dangerous

Wang Yan was nervous in his heart, and his head was even numb, and his steps kept retreating.

"Huh"

Chen Jian's eyes were focused, and the long sword broke through the air, like a bone appendage, chasing and killing.

Wang Yan couldn't even take a few steps back, and finally there was no way to retreat. At the critical moment, Wang Yan's body was slightly to the side to ensure that the fatal position was not attacked, and then let the sword stab, pick up the sword and slash down.

This sword was dignified, from top to bottom, and the fierce head slashed down at Chen Jian's head.

Jian Chen's eyes suddenly became solemn.

There was not the slightest reaction, almost instinctive, and Jian Chen retreated directly.

In fact, Chen Jian pursued Wang Yan, not intending to force Wang Yan to fight for his life, but to force Wang Yan to retreat and dodge. As long as Wang Yan leaned back, Jian Chen could take advantage of the situation to kill, and even kill Wang Yan in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, Wang Yan not only did not dodge, but instead chose to fight for his life, even if Jian Chen could avoid the fatal injury, he would definitely be injured.

Losing both sides is not the result that Jian Chen wants, he would rather lie dormant and wait for the opportunity again.

Wang Yan's heart was relaxed.

From the situation just now, he could already judge Jian Chen's fighting style. This person is like a poisonous snake, one blow fails, and immediately retreats. In other words, Jian Chen was a qualified or even first-class assassin, not an upright swordsman. A real swordsman, when encountering a fight, will never endure it, and even dare to fight for his life.

However, Jian Chen didn't dare.

Wang Yan figured out Jian Chen's habits, and he already had confidence in his heart.

"Pedaling"

Wang Yan stepped on one step at a time, did not retreat but advanced, and brazenly counterattacked. The sword in his hand is no longer mainly stabbing and teasing, as if it has become a domineering and fierce knife, and it will be split when it is picked up.

Jian Chen swung his sword to defend, and his long sword was crossed in front of his chest to resist.

"Bell"

The weapons are clashed, and the sound shocks the eardrums.

Immediately, Jian Chen retreated again, avoiding Wang Yan's onslaught.

Wang Yan seized the opportunity and attacked with all his might, without even thinking about a little defense. The more this was the case, the more Wang Yan let go, but Chen Jian felt tied down and very uncomfortable.

"Bell"

The weapons kept colliding, and Wang Yan became more and more fierce.

On the other hand, Jian Chen, the hand holding the hilt of the sword had begun to tremble slightly, and his face was pale. The shape of the two sides was obvious, and Chen Jian fell into the disadvantage.

Dong Zhuo's face was gloomy, and he shouted: "After learning the sword for so many years, have you even forgotten how to attack?" ”

A fluttering sentence sounded in Chen Jian's ears, but it was tantamount to a thunderclap.

After Jian Chen avoided Wang Yan's attack, his body stood up slightly, his eyes fixed, and his chaotic mind steady. He knew that if he dodged again, he would definitely provoke Dong Zhuo's anger.

At this time, Jian Chen had no choice but to attack.

"Kill"

Holding a sword flower, Jian Chen stabbed straight and chose a hard-fought fight.

Wang Yan's eyes were already confident and calm, and he slashed back with his sword, and slashed at Chen Jian's blade with a sword. At the moment when the weapon collided, Jian Chen stabilized the sword body, and the blade of the sword slid rapidly against the long sword in Wang Yan's hand.

"呲呲"

When the blade rubs against each other, there is a screeching sound.

Immediately, the sword in Jian Chen's hand turned again, slashing directly at Wang Yan's hands.

"Draw the sword"

Chen Jian drank lowly, his eyes revealing a look of ambition.

At this moment, Wang Yan also showed a smile on his face. Not only did he not let go, but he even stepped out in one step, his body jerked forward, and his shoulders slammed forward between the lightning and sparks.

"Bang"

The shoulder directly hit Chen Jian's right shoulder, and in an instant, Chen Jian's feet were unstable and he kicked back.

The offensive on the sword is self-defeating.

Then, a flash of sword light flickered, and Wang Yan stepped forward with a sword, stopping three inches in front of Jian Chen's throat.

Jian Chen froze in place, surprise and disbelief in his eyes. When he slashed his sword at Wang Yan's palm, almost at the moment when the blade was about to touch his palm, Wang Yan's shoulder hit his body. It was only a split second before he could succeed. But at this moment, Wang Yan won by surprise, and his right shoulder lost balance, so that Wang Yan seized the opportunity.

Wang Yan said lightly: "You are defeated"

Removing the long sword, Wang Yan turned to look at Dong Zhuo and said, "Master, the kid is ugly." ”

Chen Jian saw Dong Zhuo's gloomy face, and his heart was terrified. This defeat to Wang Yan made Dong Zhuo lose face, and he would definitely face the most severe punishment, or even be killed.

If you want to change the result, you can only atone for your sins through meritorious service.

Thinking of this, Jian Chen grabbed the hilt of the sword, and immediately said, "I haven't admitted defeat yet, look at the sword." When Wang Yan's back was facing him, Jian Chen stabbed out with a sword and stabbed Wang Yan in the back.

"Stop"

Dian Wei and Wang Yun spoke at the same time, their eyes full of worry.

At this moment, Wang Yan turned around quickly, raised his long sword, and slashed out with a backhand.

"Poof"

The sword light flickered, and there was a trace of blood on Chen Jian's neck, and the red blood splattered out.

The sword in Jian Chen's hand lost its aim and failed to stab Wang Yan. He clutched his aching neck with a look of disbelief on his face. How could it fail?

He was a surprise attack, how could Wang Yan know?

"Boom"

With unwillingness in his eyes, Chen Jian fell to the ground with a bang, and the look in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Wang Yan turned his back to Dong Zhuo and looked at Jian Chen with a look of disdain in his eyes. When he spoke to Dong Zhuo, he had already prepared for Jian Chen's sudden attack. Unexpectedly, Chen Jian really made a move. When Wang Yan was on guard and Chen Jian was defenseless, Wang Yan slashed out with a sword and directly killed Chen Jian.

Wang Yan turned around and said again: "The kid accidentally killed the prime minister's guard, please ask the prime minister to confess." ”

Dong Zhuo was unhappy in his heart, but this time it was Chen Jian who attacked first, so he could only eat Coptis dumbly and swallow his anger. Even, Dong Zhuo had to say with a smile on his face: "Compared with the sword fight, it is inevitable that there will be casualties." Chen Jian is not good at learning, so he can only blame himself. ”

Wang Yan arched his hand and said: "Thank you, Prime Minister"

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