It was this sentence that gave his already desperate heart some hope again. It's just that he hates this hope, because it is so slim, and even if that hope comes true, their Jiang family will still have to pay the price after all.

However, no matter what Jiang Yu's thoughts were, it was impossible to affect the war at this time.

Since he had to be careful to deal with the battle, Zongtian at this time also carefully observed his opponent. Jiang He's weapon was naturally the simple spear, but Jiang Ming's hand was not only the dagger he had used before, but he also held a somewhat strange hand axe in his other hand.

Although such a combination is really a bit weird, but just with the weird figure just now, Zongtian already has to deal with it carefully.

"I'm always pretending, and my skills have regressed a little." While saying this, Jiang He also flipped the spear in his hand, and the head of the spear that flashed with cold light immediately drew a silver band of light in the air.

"I'm not pretending." In the face of his younger brother's words, Jiang Ming didn't show any affection, but Jiang He just smiled slightly as if he had long been used to it.

It was still Jiang He who took the lead, and the spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, each sting with a murderous spiciness.

However, if Jiang He's tricks were only like this, Zongtian would naturally still be able to do it easily, but his gaze would have to be swept often, and Jiang Ming, who was still standing in place.

Like a calm hunter, Jiang Ming showed excellent patience at this time, he really looked at his brother, and fought with Zongtian for dozens of rounds, without moving.

Because of the necessary distraction, Zongtian has never been able to subdue Jiang Ming, and his previous idea of having both offense and defense was also shaken at this time, should he solve Jiang He in one breath first?

With such an idea, the movements in Zongtian's hand immediately slowed down by half a beat, and Jiang He, who was already showing some fatigue, also mustered all his strength at this time and stabbed Zongtian in the chest with a shot.

The piercing sound of breaking the wind immediately alerted Zongtian, and after blocking that attack with some difficulty, Zongtian also subconsciously glanced at Jiang Ming again.

The movements that were already used to some were not exchanged for the results that they were accustomed to, but Zongtian looked at Jiang He again as if he hadn't seen Jiang Ming disappear.

When people are bored, they often subconsciously look at the time, and the important thing may not be the time, but the action of watching the time to pass away a little boredom. However, looking at the time obviously will not cause any bad consequences, but at this time, Zongtian is half a beat slower again because of habit, and half a beat in battle may kill people.

When Zongtian reacted that Jiang Ming was not in place, the sharp pain had already pierced his skin. The pain was obviously a good medicine to make people sober, and Zong Tian also forced Jiang Ming back with his old tricks, but the dagger that was drawn from his body also aggravated his injuries.

"Sister Soul Maker." Zongtian never seemed to have been so seriously injured, so he had no experience and had to turn to a soul maker who knew his body better.

"Why was it so careless!" But what greeted him was an angry reprimand.

However, Zongtian obviously wouldn't be angry because of this, and at this time, he was even a little glad that the soul creation didn't directly open his mouth at the first time he was stabbed.