Exhaling a breath, Liu Xuan nodded lightly, all of this was in his eyes, and he used Xuanji's hand to knock and knock these soldiers of the Yulin Army under him. Otherwise, sooner or later, you will fall, and you may not even be able to climb up, even with his training, but the Yulin Army is no longer the Yulin Army of the Western Han Dynasty in the past.

The current Yulin Army is just an army with countless glories, and its combat effectiveness may not be as good as that of the border army guarding the border passes, but it is only equipped with extremely luxurious equipment. You must know that the Yulin Army was a strong army that protected the emperor in the Eastern Han Dynasty in the past, otherwise it would not have wings for the country, such as Lin Zhisheng!

This title, Yulin Yulin, including the explanation of the eight characters in the back, is also inscribed by the emperor himself. Starting from Emperor Wu, as a pro-army that the emperor trusted and relied on the most, the Yulin Army has always been on the list of strong armies in the Han Dynasty.

It's just that by now, those glories, those glories, have become a thing of the past. In the current period, at the end of the Western Han Dynasty, Emperor Ling, including the later Young Emperor, Emperor Xian, and Yulin Army did nothing. Otherwise, as the pro-army of the Son of Heaven, even if there is no way to compete with Dong Zhuo, he can protect the Son of Heaven safe and sound. However, no.

This is the reason why Liu Xuan asked Xuanji to knock and beat his subordinates Yulin Army, he knew that although Xuanji was like a madman, his subordinates were also measured. At least, when he wanted to fight him, he wouldn't be heavy-handed with the soldiers under his command.

Heavy hands are death in Liu Xuan's eyes, and being able to be injured in Xuanji's hands without dying is already extremely lucky for these eight hands-on soldiers. This luck lies in the fact that Xuanji wants to persecute him, find a reason to fight him, and force him to fight with him, and now in this situation, Liu Xuan really can't make a move.

The three soldiers were all beaten badly, and what was even worse was the three heavy slaps in the face of Yulin Jun, each with a loud sound. It's even worse! But only in this way is what Liu Xuan wants to see, only when the blow is extremely painful, can he be sober, and he will be ashamed and brave!

What he wants is definitely not an army that goes with the flow, otherwise after accepting the Yulin Army, Liu Xuan will not exclude all those who are meritorious nobles and do not want to make progress from the Yulin Army. What he wants is a group of soldiers, a group of soldiers who can really become the wings of the country, and now these Yulin soldiers in his eyes are not enough, and they can't meet Liu Xuan's standards!

With a step on his right foot, Liu Xuan shot out like a sharp arrow, and after he left, the stone slab where his right foot was staying, and the point where his toe was pointed, spread out circles of spiderweb-like cracks. Step by step, the oncoming wind became cold and sharp, and it brought a faint pain to Liu Xuan's cheeks.

After that, Liu Xuan stepped extremely fast at every step, but there were no more cracks on the stone slab that fell with each step. The forward momentum generated after the kick out at the beginning was enough for Liu Xuan to run in front of the halberd not far away.

Xuanji didn't move, just put his hand across in front of him, and the tip of the long knife was pointed at Liu Xuan, who was rushing in. The arm slowly pulled away diagonally, and the blade moved to the side, and the dark sides of the blade suddenly flashed.

Liu Xuan, who was a shadow in the eyes of others, had been divided into countless separate scenes in his eyes. Xuanji's arm trembled slightly, and a little bit of frost condensed in the palm of his right hand, which gradually spread towards his arm.

Reaching out, he touched the halberd's halberd, pulled it out, and lifted up pieces of stone and flew up. The halberd drove the strong wind, slashed out, and struck the stones and flew towards Xuanji.

Each stone suddenly became extremely fast, like a feather arrow shot from a branch. It's just that they don't have sharp arrows like feather arrows, but those sharp edges and corners on the stones, when they hit a person's body, they can still bring a blur of flesh and blood, not to mention that Xuanji's body is just an ordinary cloth clothes.

Seeing the stones falling, Xuanji finally made a move, and at the arm of his right hand, along the palm of his hand, he didn't know why a piece of ice condensed on his arm had been quietly shattered. The crushed ice fell to the ground, and suddenly a collapsed depression appeared at his feet, and the stones on which he stood had become shattered. As for Xuanji, the whole person's figure had disappeared, and a loud roar suddenly appeared.

"Wear, lead."

The eyes are in line with the knife, and the tip of the knife is facing Liu Xuan's chest, in his world, everything now is all at that point. That little bit of Liu Xuan's weakness was also an opportunity that Xuanji had just captured when Liu Xuan suddenly made a move.

Immovable as a mountain, moving as a rabbit.

Those stones rubbed against Xuanji's body and brought out traces, rubbing rags and bloody clothes. Many blood spots and blood lines appeared on his body, but Xuanji's eyes did not blink, staring at Liu Xuan intently.

The pain in his body was nothing, and even his nerves couldn't stir it. As a swordsman, there are too many things that Xuanji doesn't care about, all he cares about is the moment the knife is released, and the moment the knife is dropped, those bright colors that bloom.

"Great river, flow." The halberd crossed the air, slashed out, and the sound of whistling was like a river rushing.

"Boom."

The tip of the knife against the halberd, a violent collision came, and the sound of metal exploded violently.

Everything suddenly froze, Liu Xuan's face remained unchanged, holding the right hand of the war halberd, and blood flowed down from his palm, and a drop fell on the stone slab. In front of him, Xuanji smiled, and a wisp of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, flowing down his chin and into his neck.

The hands of the two people were trembling, they were trembling faintly, and the taste of blood between their lips and teeth became more and more intense. The strength of the other party, the strength of their own, and the force that shook into their bodies all made their organs tumble for a while.

No one chose to dodge the expected encounter, and even now, they were holding on until the power of the blow they had just hit was gone.

"Bang."

The bodies of the two of them sank, and the stone slabs under their feet cracked one after another, and shattered again. Their feet sank into the slabs of stone, and they stepped on the solid ground, pouring out the force they had to bear. On the periphery of the shattered slate, the adjacent slate suddenly made a slight cracking sound, and tiny thread-like threads wound around it.

(End of chapter)