Frustrated Yang City, tightly closed.

Outside the city, it was chaotic into a pot of porridge, and the tiger and wolf of the state headed by Yuan Shang were soldier to soldier, general to general, king to king, unusually fair and orderly.

Yuan Shang's eyes were solemn, his arms trembled slightly, and on the other side, Gongsun Zhan, who was like a beast, instantly approached, and the blood-stained war spear in his hand tore through the air flow and stabbed him angrily.

The two of them bombarded a few moves fiercely, Gongsun Zhan was suddenly shocked back four or five times by Yuan Shang, but as if there was no fatigue and pain, he approached the past again, and his moves were sharp, even if he was not sober now, his killing method was not lost, and the killing that soaked into the bone marrow made him burst out with even more amazing combat effectiveness.

"Boom~"

There was a muffled sound, the mud and sand were all over the place, and Yuan Shang, who was holding a gun, was shocked back four or five steps, and his face sank, on the other hand, Gongsun Zhan's body flew upside down, but like a vigorous cheetah, it burst out, his body jumped high, and the blood-colored war spear stabbed down high, towards Yuan Shang's chest.

Yuan Shang's face remained unchanged, the barrel of the gun in his hand shook slightly, and the head of the gun was like a propeller, stabbing out suddenly, and the head of the gun rotated slightly, and the speed was very fast.

"Spiral gun." Yuan Shang's own comprehension of a type of marksmanship, not only is the gun fast, the stab in the body, the head of the gun rotates, and a piece of meat can be cut off in an instant, if the heart is stabbed, he will immediately die.

Gongsun Chan as Yuan Shang expected, in addition to killing, a lot of it feels like it has degenerated, brazenly fearless, the war spear is high and stabbed, there is no trace of mud and water stabbed down Yuan Shang's chest, and the spear in Yuan Shang's hand pierced the air, and a visible airflow spread slightly, this is the performance of speed to the extreme, as soon as the dark spear came out, the dragon explored the sea, even if Gongsun Chan was wearing battle armor, but it was easily pierced by the spear head made of cold iron, the spear fell, and Yuan Shang's body was abruptly on one side, this is the difference between him and Gongsun Zhan, Gongsun Chan was not afraid of life and death, so he didn't even disdain the basic auspiciousness and avoidance of evil, and was stabbed in the abdomen by Yuan Shang, the head of the gun spun, and a stream of blood splattered out, even if it was five or six steps away, there were still a few drops of red blood splashed on Yuan Shang's body.

Hit so hard, but I didn't see Gongsun Chan's speed a little sluggish, a blow was avoided by Yuan Shang, and he shot close again, the seven-foot war spear was not suitable for close combat, but in the hands of Gongsun Chan, it subverted this rule, holding him, killing Wang Ling, and fighting with Yuan Shang, there was no trace of obstacles.

"I really don't feel any pain." Avoiding Gongsun Chan's cold killing machine, Yuan Shang couldn't help but sigh, he was stabbed in the body by the spiral gun, and the head of the gun spun, don't say that ordinary people, even if it is Yuan Shang himself, he doesn't dare to say that he can hold back, the whole piece of meat is rotated out hard, that kind of pain, ordinary people can never imagine, this is also a common trick used by Yuan Shang against the enemy, often able to control the enemy with one move, and now it is used on Gongsun Chan, but there is no trace of effect, Gongsun Chan's abdomen blood is flowing wildly, the wound is unusually hideous, but the action is not a trace of slowness, The movements were still as flexible as an ape in the mountains, constantly approaching Yuan Shang, waving his spear.

"I'll help you." Seeing Gongsun Zhan frantically attacking Yuan Shang, Ziqing unsheathed the long sword in his hand and walked slowly.

"No, I'm fine." Yuan Shang shook his head, he has always disliked Ziqing using knives and guns, to a certain extent, he is more machismo, the battlefield is a man's home field, and women are barely acceptable to engage in logistics, just go into battle and kill the enemy.

"Go back and deal with him, I'll be enough alone." Yuan Shang said loudly, but his body was not slow, the two figures kept entanglement together, Gongsun Zhan's abdomen was bleeding all the time, dirt and dust, and bits and pieces of blood fell to the ground like watering flowers.

Yuan Shang is not conceited in this statement, if Gongsun Chan is in a normal state, with the strength of his super-first-class general, Yuan Shang will need to pay a lot of money even if he kills him, but against a puppet who only has a sense of battle but no thoughts, Yuan Shang does not have much pressure, although Gongsun Chan's current state is very powerful, the war spear in his hand is dancing vigorously, and the brute force may be even more than before, but after all, he is already in a state of confusion, and the combat power he can exert is actually not as good as before. Seeing Yuan Shang, a peak military general whose martial arts are higher than him, Gongsun Zhan's defeat is only a matter of time.

When Ziqing heard this, she glanced at Gongsun Zhan, who was suddenly attacking Yuan Shang, but she didn't follow Yuan Shang's intentions, her body jumped, like a swallow gliding, and fell into the battle circle lightly, just opposite Gongsun Zhan, how could Gongsun Zhan, who was enchanted, care about you, three seven twenty-one, the people in front of you are all the targets of killing, the blood-colored war spear is very charming against the backdrop of the sunset, and a red afterimage falls angrily.

"Ziqing, you...."Yuan Shang's face changed slightly, and he didn't have time to complain about Ziqing, the spear in his hand shook, like a little star falling, trying to stop Gongsun Zhan.

Gongsun Zhan doesn't care about it, in this state, no matter how gorgeous Yuan Shang's moves are, he will only be savage, and sometimes, the simplest move is the most essence and the strongest.

Breaking through the ten meetings with one force, the blood-colored war spear in Gongsun Zhan's hand burst out, although he only had the consciousness of killing, but the perennial fighting technique had been integrated into his bone marrow, Yuan Shang's move was a little starry, and it was suddenly broken by him, and a blood-colored spear shadow instantly went towards Ziqing.

Yuan Shang's face changed slightly, and he was about to make another move, but he saw Ziqing let out a shout, holding the broad-bladed long sword with both hands, and suddenly fell, and the momentum was majestic, and he slashed towards Gongsun Zhan.

Ziqing is a woman, but this move is wide open and closed, there is yang in the yin, that might, but Yuan Shang was also surprised, he didn't expect that after a few years, Ziqing's swordsmanship has improved so quickly, this heavy sword is much stronger than three years ago, as if she has already entered the house, no wonder she was established as the next generation successor of the Sword Palace, she has this capital and talent.

"Boom~"

A muffled sound, no worse than the savage bombardment of Yuan Shang and Gongsun Zhan, Ziqing is a woman's body after all, and then retreated four or five times, and Gongsun Chan on the opposite side also took a step or two back, which is stronger and which is weaker at a glance, however, this is not absolute, hard work, Ziqing lost to Gongsun Chan is not an accident, but many times, life and death fights, not by strength.

The blow was knocked back, Zi Qing was bullied again, the broad-bladed long sword in his hand was the treasure of the Sword Palace, which had always been used only by the next generation of heirs, the sword body was dark, revealing a touch of blue light, more than three feet long, looking at its appearance, the weight must not be light, the blade of the sword turned out to be blunt, and the tip of the sword was round like a hemisphere.

I don't have time to think about it, even if Ziqing insists on not leaving, then join forces to kill Gongsun Chan first and then make a plan, Yuan Shang is not a person who sticks to the rules, he can complete the goal, no matter what the rules of the rivers and lakes he has, on the battlefield, where the rules of the rivers and lakes come from, the process is not important, the result is what he is pursuing.

Yuan Shang is on the left, Ziqing is on the right, the two are like a spiritual rhinoceros connected, completely pressing and beating Gongsun Zhan, one Yuan Shang is enough to clean up Gongsun Zhan, not to mention that Ziqing's swordsmanship is amazing and not inferior to a man's helper, even if Gongsun Chan is powerful, he is just a mortal in the flesh, roaring constantly, fighting left and right in his hands, but he has always been pressed to death by Yuan Shang and Ziqing, like a bound beast, crashing wildly in the cage, blood flowing, but there is no stop.

"Protect the lord." The dog-headed military advisor Guan Jing let out a roar, he has always paid attention to appearance, but at this moment, his hair is crooked and his hair is scattered, how can he still have the demeanor of a literati and a scholar before.

Gongsun Xuan was no longer able to respond to him, his fate was not good, but it was unusually glorious, the wolf rode the four deputy generals, and the cold killing machine of the green dragon and white tiger Xuanwu Suzaku had already locked him.

"As I said, you won't have the same good luck this time as you were three years ago." The halberd in Xuanwu's hand pointed directly at Gongsun Xuan, and said coldly.

Gongsun Xuan's face was gloomy, and the four figures locked him dead in a cornering momentum, and that killing force did not have the slightest concealment at all, condensed on Gongsun Xuan's body, as if it was substance.

Gongsun Xuan's face was crazy, he carried the battle axe in his hand, and greeted him, and the four deputy generals made it clear that they wanted his life, since there was no room for turning, he could only have a glimmer of life if he fought to the death.

"Good, kind of a man." Among the four deputy generals, Suzaku is a woman, an unusually strong woman, with a mountain opening knife in her hand, the blade is red, and the blood-red veins are like the blood of the remnant sun.

"Kill him." The white tiger is a taciturn man, with a judge's pen in his hand, and his cold eyes are like the hardest ice cubes in winter.

"Die." Four light drinks, accompanied by the jumping of the four figures, doomed Gongsun Xuan's solution, the four deputy generals shot against him at the same time, as he thought, he was already holding the idea of killing, there was no accident, Gongsun Xuan's head and corpse were separated in only a moment, a big knife cut off his head, the fatal part of the body, more than a dozen blood gushing wounds were unusually hideous, there were knife wounds and halberd wounds were different.