Sima Ting suddenly rose up, fell down from the city wall, and gently stepped on the Zhongting City, standing opposite Qi Wannian: "Qi Wannian, do you still have to resist?" ”

Qi Wannian laughed and said, "Could it be that if I surrender, will you let me go?!" ”

Now, he doesn't call himself me anymore.

Sima Ting smiled and said, "Naturally, it won't." ”

"That's nonsense! Let me learn the sword in His Highness's hand again. When it came to the last word "bar", Qi Wannian had already burst out, and a knife slashed at Sima Ting's head!

Sima Ting reflexively drew his sword, took a step back, and swung out a light blue sword light, and greeted him.

The swords collided, and they immediately separated again. Sima Ting and Qi Wannian fought several times again, fighting in one place!

The sword and sword, the two are inseparable!

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Sima Ting gradually found that Qi Wannian's right hand seemed to be a little weak, presumably because he was pierced through his right shoulder by a sword ten days ago, and the injury did not heal.

Sima Ting laughed secretly in his heart, and the pale blue light of the battle sword in his hand skyrocketed instantly, and he attacked Qi Wannian's right shoulder with all his strength, and kept forcing Qi Wannian to collide with his sword, and the more he fought, the more comfortable it became.

Qi Wannian was more and more shocked in his heart, his injury had become his biggest burden at this time, and his heart was crossed, regardless of whether Sima Ting's sword had stabbed him in the left chest, but it was a knife that slashed at Sima Ting's head, and he actually used a lose-lose play!

Sima Ting was shocked in his heart, and found that although his sword could pierce Qi Wannian's heart, it was not inevitable that his head would be broken by Qi Wannian's sword. This Qi Wannian Corpse Pavilion City is already a sure thing, there is no need to play with him!

So he returned his sword to block Qi Wannian's white glittering scimitar.

But who knew that Qi Wannian would be unforgiving! decided that Sima Ting would not fight with him, and then used the move of exchanging life for life, losing both! This time it forced Sima Ting to dare not attack with all his strength.

The killing cry of the Jin army's attack on Tingcheng had already been clearly transmitted from a distance. And the hundreds of Qiang troops brought by Qi Wannian to Nancheng have already been killed by the Jin army.

Sima Ting and Qi Wannian have been back and forth, and they have fought for two hundred rounds!

Sima Ting suddenly retreated, jumped out of the battle group of the two, stood heroically with a sword, and laughed: "Qi Wannian, General Ben won't play with you anymore!" Wei Qi! Yang Feilong! So, what are you waiting for?! ”

Qi Wannian held the scimitar tightly, and saw Wei Qi and Yang Feilong slowly walking out of the shadows, standing by Sima Ting's side on the left and right, and his heart sank.

He was still barely able to fight Sima Ting one-on-one, plus the other two innate masters, but he had no chance at all.

Qi Wannian turned his eyes to look at Yang Feilong and asked in a deep voice, "Yang Feilong, why did you betray me?" ”

Yang Feilong looked at Qi Wannian's eyes, but he didn't know how to answer for a while.

When Sima Ting saw it, he laughed and said, "Lord Yang is iron-clad, how can he be in the same league with such a chaotic minister and thief as you Qi Wannian!" ”

Qi Wannian snorted coldly, and he didn't ask anymore, looking at the three people in front of him, he didn't know why a burst of fighting intent suddenly rose in his heart, and he laughed arrogantly a few times, and he was the first to stab the three of them!

The scimitar "groaned", stirring up a burst of brilliant white light, and under the sweep, it covered all three of them!

Sima Ting and the three of them separated instantly, encompassing Qi Wannian in the middle in a three-talent formation, and the light blue, fiery red, and white sword light stirred, and the tide generally attacked Qi Wannian.

Qi Wannian blocked the left and the right, and within dozens of rounds, the defeat was revealed, just blocking Yang Feilong's white sword, and then retreated to dodge Wei Qi's fiery red sword, but Sima Ting's light blue sword stabbed in front of him, and he was no longer able to avoid it.

With a "poof", Sima Ting's sword was inserted into Qi Wannian's chest, and Qi Wannian's back chest was exposed.

Wei Qi saw it and roared and waved his sword, and the fiery red sword cut a fiery red curtain of light in the air, which slashed at Qi Wannian's neck, wanting to split Qi Wannian's head away.

At this moment, Yang Feilong's long sword flashed with white light, but it was a "bell" sound, blocking Wei Qi's furious sword.

Wei Qi couldn't help but be furious: "Yang Feilong, do you want to rebel?!" ”

Yang Feilong put away his long sword, thought about Wei Qi arching his hand, and said respectfully: "General Wei Qi, Qi Wannian has been pierced in the heart by His Royal Highness, and he can't live anymore. also asked General Wei Qi to give Yang Mouge face and save him a whole body. ”

Wei Qi snorted coldly, but put away his sword.

Sima Ting's right hand twitched, and he pulled out the battle sword, bringing out a series of Qi Wannian's blood.

Qi Wannian's face was full of pain, his eyes widened, the blood in his chest was gushing like a spring, and he fell to his knees.

Sima Ting glanced at Yang Feilong coldly, and the latter arched his hand at him again. Then he looked at Qi Wannian, who was gradually losing his vitality, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

It's finally over...... It has been half a year since he entered the customs battle, and Qi Wannian has finally been killed. Qi Wannian died, and the Diqiang rebellion was finally put down.

After such a battle, the total number of casualties on both sides far exceeded 100,000. Even the 20,000 cavalry troops led by himself have more than 8,000 soldiers buried in the pass, and they will never be able to return to the transformed world of Luoyang.

It will be a success, and ten thousand bones will wither! Leading generals like himself and living generals at all levels, after returning to Beijing, they will naturally be promoted to rank and become knights, and they will be promoted step by step. However, it was all bought with the lives and blood of countless soldiers who died on the battlefield and probably did not even have their names left!

A bleak sentence of "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile, a few people from the ancient war will return." It is meaningful, and it expresses the tragedy of the war.

Qi Wannian laughed miserably: "I, Qi Wannian, have been dominating the world for decades, but I didn't expect to die at the hands of you two hairy boys. I...... unwilling to ......." voice is getting weaker and weaker.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

I saw a black figure on the city wall rushing down, "boom", and instantly flashed to the middle of the three people, his left hand became a claw, and as soon as he grabbed Qi Wannian's body, he was about to leave.

Sima Ting and the three of them were all stunned, only to feel that the man in black in front of them was so fast that even the masters of the Innate Realm could not catch up! Could it be that he has already stepped into the realm of transformation?!

Sima Ting was the first to react, and the pale blue light of the sword body burst out, and a sword slashed at the man in black.

The man in black stretched out his right palm, and a silver-white light condensed in his palm, and slammed into Sima Ting's sword with a "ding".

Sima Ting only felt a strong force coming from the sword's body, which was no less than Fang Cai Qi Wannian's full force blow to him!

As soon as the man in black slipped under his feet, he slid out from Sima Ting's right side, and another dodge swept out of nearly ten zhang, and quickly headed towards the city wall!

The nearly 1,000 Jin army soldiers present were all masters in the Jin army, and at this moment, they could only watch the man in black jump high with Qi Wannian, jump onto the city wall, crash into several Jin soldiers who were blocking the way, and jump off the cliff of Zhongting Mountain! Smooth flow, all in one go!

Sima Ting and the three of them couldn't catch up, so they only rushed to the head of the city, watching the black-clothed man fall into the darkness of the Zhongting City into the cliff below.

Yang Feilong sighed and said, "It must be a master of the Innate Transformation Realm!" Jumping like him, there is no way for a congenital master to survive. ”

Wei Qi pursed his lips, aren't you talking nonsense? After a moment of contemplation, he wondered, "Who could it be?" ”

Sima Ting's eyes flickered, looking at the abyss-like dark cliff, and silently recited a name in his heart that he almost had forgotten......

Hansu!