Chapter 6: In the Name of the Sword (3)

The large array of the Zhongzhou coalition army automatically separated into a road on both sides, and in the middle of the road, an old man who was over fifty years old and not very tall rode out of the battle slowly.

The first hero in Zhongzhou - Ou Yin, the protector of the country.

"I wonder what this young general wants to see in person?" Ou Yin's tone was full of contempt and banter, no wonder, after all, he was above ten thousand people under one person, no, it should be said that he had never been under anyone, whether it was the original emperor Bai Yang or the young Emperor Kangping now.

Bai Yan sneered and jumped forward, "I heard that Lord Protector's swordsmanship is quite high, the kid is not talented, he thinks he is a good knife player, and he wants to ask for advice from the Protector!" Bai Yan raised his eyes to look at Ou Yin, his eyes burning.

This is the collision of two generations of heroic leaders in Zhongzhou in the troubled times at the end of the seal, the old heroes ended the old era, and the young heroes are about to open up a new history.

"Hahaha~" There was a laugh in the Zhongzhou camp, although Bai Yan's knife just now was enough to shock people's souls, but the old overlord had experienced too many killings and seen too many heroes, but in the end, he was the one who immediately crossed the sword in front of the three armies.

Yes, there are so many heroes in the world, but there is only one winner in the end!

The white flame boy was angry, waved his knife, and rushed over. Hu Xie behind him was puzzled, Bai Yan didn't let himself charge, but he wanted to fight with the other party, which could only delay some time, could it be that there were reinforcements behind. Hu Xie raised his eyes on the horse, and all around him were Zhongzhou coalition troops, and he didn't see a trace of anything unusual.

Ou Yin's eyes were low, and his pupils gradually contracted, focusing on the black-clothed young man who rushed over. The young man's face is cold and resolute, his eyes are firm, the long knife in his hand is tightly grasped, and his body rises and falls with the sudden rise and fall of the war horse, as if he is integrated with the war horse under him, which is the momentum honed by fighting on the horse for a long time. But how old is this boy? Sixteen? Seventeen?

The young man was about to rush to the front, and suddenly his feet stepped on the horse's back, holding the knife in both hands, and the whole person squatted on the horse's back, but this strange posture was like a lightning bolt in Ou Yin's mind.

This posture is very strange but very familiar, this is the master trick of Wei Wang Bai Wuye, known as the "checkmate style", using the momentum of the war horse's rush, jumping up from the horse's back, and killing the opponent's generals with one blow. But Bai Wuye, a veteran of the same kind of skill, had already practiced this trick without warning, but this young man's movements were too big, and his intentions were too obvious.

Ou Yin had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he was still too tender. The shouts of the surrounding Zhongzhou coalition troops were overwhelming, and they seemed to have seen the scene of the ignorant young man dying under the sword of the protector. But the next moment, the situation took a sharp turn, and everyone didn't see what was happening, just stared blankly at the situation in the field: Bai Yan fell to the ground heavily, Ou Yin pointed a knife at Bai Yan on the ground, and Ou Yin's neck was crossed by two daggers, and the owner of the dagger sat on the back of Ou Yin's horse, silently, and no one noticed how she appeared. Then Bai Yan quickly stood up from the ground, flicked away the knife in Ou Yin's hand, and controlled the war horse.

The Zhongzhou coalition army behind was stunned for a moment, and then they were about to rush over.

"Don't act rashly, Lord Protector is in their hands!" Euleans motioned for the generals not to come forward.

Hu Xie laughed, and rushed over from behind with a roar of cavalry to answer Bai Yan, "Good brother, you still have a way!" As he spoke, the group scattered around.

"Come out and have someone who can talk." Bai Yan got on his horse and shouted in the direction of the Zhongzhou coalition army.

Ou Liang and Ouyang Po went out together, "What do you want to do, if you hurt the Lord Protector in the slightest, you can't escape from the six countries of Zhongzhou!" Ouyang Po's spear pointed directly at the white flame.

Bai Yan glanced back at Meteor Frost, who nodded, and then stabbed Ou Yin in the ribs without warning, Ou Yin snorted, and glanced at Meteor Frost with a vicious look in his eyes.

"You~" Ou Liang and Ouyang Po's faces turned pale, and the army behind them was in a commotion.

"Half an hour, if you don't retreat and let us leave, I don't know where this cold-blooded killer behind me will stab our Lord Protector, you can afford it, we can afford it, but I don't know how long Lord Protector's blood can flow!" White Flame has a hideous face.

"If there is any accident with Lord Protector, you will all die here!" Ouyang Po said in a loud voice.

Bai Yan looked back again and signaled to Meteor Frost, Meteor Frost raised his dagger, and Ou Liang was shocked when he saw it, "Slowly, slowly, if you have something to discuss, don't hurt the Protector." ”

"I'll only count three times, and your army will retreat and let us go."

"Don't you think ......"

"One!"

"Wait, if you have something to say!"

"Two!"

"I'll see who dares to retreat!" Ou Yin was still not afraid of the dagger threat of Meteor Frost, and let out a majestic roar like a lion.