For soldiers, mourning must be brave, but when their best efforts are still in vain, they generally choose to end themselves, because the belief that they will not die as a prisoner and betray the country has been deeply melted into their bones.

After Wang Qiang said goodbye in his heart, he planned to reverse the meridians, and his qi and blood died retrograde, and it was obvious that death would not reveal the meaning of a word to Zuo Yan.

However, just when Wang Qiang was about to reverse his qi and blood, a figure suddenly appeared between Wang Qiang and Zuo Yan, protecting Wang Qiang behind him.

Zhao Yun, who was sweating profusely, faced Zuo Yan, turned his head and smiled at Wang Qiang behind him: "You haven't shaved Lao Tzu's head yet, why are you going to go on like this?"

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, don't look over his head at Zuo Yan, his tone changed from his previous joke, and said coldly: "Wang Qiang, you remember for me, if you dare to die in front of me today, I, Zhao Yun, will have to pick the skin of your bald donkey!"

Zhao Yun's words were word-for-word, and Wang Qiang behind him heard them clearly, although Wang Qiang was scolded by Zhao Yun pointing his nose, but he didn't mean to refute it at all.

He just slowly stood up from behind Zhao Yun and said with a smile: "Huo Huoyun, this is what I want to say to you!"

Roar......

Roar......

After the two finished speaking, they let out an angry roar towards the sky, and the birds on Mt. Akina were scattered in flocks, and they flew out of the woods like fleeing for their lives, and for a while, the sky above Mt. Tyumen was half covered by birds.

Zuo Yan looked at the posture of the two, and it seemed that he was ready to fight with himself.

As for fighting so hard, don't I just want to know some of the conditions in the earth's secular world? These two little guys are going to fight hard for this and themselves?

Zuo Yan really couldn't understand why Zhao Yun and Wang Qiang fought so hard, because what he wanted to know was not a secret, right?

However, he was not allowed to explain, because Zhao Yun and Wang Qiang were already about to be killed.

Zhao Yun took out a military thorn from behind him, and the internal force of the fire attribute wrapped it in the form of gas, burning the originally dark military thorn red.

Wang Qiang took out a stick from his trouser leg, and after he shook it twice, the short stick turned into a long stick of about 1.5 meters, with a pitch-black stick body, and a bloodletting stab of about 3 centimeters at each end of the stick.

After Zhao Yun and Wang Qiang looked at each other, they both saw the answer they wanted from each other's eyes, "Fight to the death and never retreat!"

The qi released by the two of them stirred up the fallen leaves around them, and the maple leaves in the sky flew in mid-air, adding a little sense of slaughter to this forest.

Zuo Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed a maple leaf that should have fallen to the ground from the maple leaves in the sky, "Why bother?"

Suddenly, a cold light appeared in Zuo Yan's eyes, which was the reflection of Zhao Yun's military thorn in the sun, Zhao Yun's figure was hidden in the maple leaf and came instantly, holding the military thorn in his right hand, stabbing Zuo Yan's neck carotid artery with lightning speed, and the attack was a dead hand.

In the face of Zhao Yun's killing move, Zuo Yan's body retreated slightly, and easily dodged Zhao Yun's blow, and Zhao Yun's military stab was only one millimeter away from Zuo Yan's neck.

Just as Zuo Yan retreated to avoid Zhao Yun's military stab, another whistling sound sounded in his ears. Zuo Yan subconsciously stretched out his right hand to block,

Bang......!

Zhao Yun's black stick appeared on Zuo Yan's back at some point. Caught off guard, Zuo Yan directly shook Wang Qiang's black stick with his right arm.

When Wang Qiang's black stick hit Zuo Yan, both Wang Qiang and Zhao Yun's faces subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief because their tactics were successful.

He and Wang Qiang deliberately released the internal force to stir up the maple leaves on the ground, not to be handsome, so they did such bells and whistles, but to interfere with Zuo Yan's line of sight, he attacked Zuo Yan head-on, creating an opportunity for Wang Qiang's rear.

"Sure enough, young man, you still don't have enough combat experience, and you were hit by Wang Qiang's stick, you should be in trouble now, right?"

Zhao Yun put the thorn back behind him, but he didn't put it away. stared at Zuo Yan, who was hit by Wang Qiang's stick.

"One, two, three!"

"How so?

Wang Qiang's stick was a treasure, because his "black stick" seemed to have some magical power, and if ordinary people were hit by it, they would be paralyzed in an instant, even if they were cultivators.

This strange stick, it is said that when Wang Qiang went down the mountain, his monk master passed it on to him, it is said that what kind of "treasure" comes, so that Wang Qiang can easily stop using it in front of outsiders, but Wang Qiang, who just tasted the sweetness by chance, is completely inseparable from it.

Wang Qiang relied on this "black stick" to overshadow many of his previous opponents, because when fighting against people, many people are willing to exchange injuries with him, and they think that as long as they are not stabbed by bloodletting stabs at both ends, there will be no big problem.

And Wang Qiang will create an illusion that his enemies will think that as long as he takes a stick, he can kill Wang Qiang.

However, when his enemy is really hit by a stick, he will be paralyzed by his unsightly black stick in an instant, and generally at that time, it is useless whether the opponent's realm is higher than Wang Qiang, because the battle is over.

Wang Qiang can't beat an opponent with full firepower, can't he clean up an opponent who is paralyzed and can't move?

I didn't use the black stick before, because Wang Qiang thought that even if he took out the black stick, he wouldn't be able to beat Zuo Yan who was so evil, and it was possible for Zuo Yan to discover the secret of the black stick.

And now, with the cooperation of Zhao Yun, Wang Qiang's black stick successfully hit Zuo Yan. In Wang Qiang's words, such an opponent, he can clean up a basket with his eyes closed. So in addition to Wang Qiang's code name "Dark Blade", he was also called "Black Stick Qiang" by his acquaintances in private!" because this guy was ruthless, and even his own people were yin, such as Zhao Yun, who was smothered by Wang Qiang's black stick.

Just now, Wang Qiang was afraid that he would not be stunned by Zuo Yan, a somewhat evil guy, so he also infused his little internal force into it, according to Wang Qiang's thoughts, the effect should come faster, right?

Why hasn't this guy fallen yet?

is a stick, but even their cold-blooded boss will be paralyzed, is it ineffective for Zuo Yan to try and test?

Touch......

Wang Qiang stuck a stick on the ground to support his already empty body, and now it was a great burden for him to even move it.

"Are you alright?"

Zhao Yun retreated to Wang Qiang's side, wanting to reach out to help him.

"I can't die yet, but if my stick is useless, the two of us will really have to confess here!" Wang Qiang laughed shamelessly.

"No, your instructor will faint when he gets hit, although this guy is a bit evil, but he is not more perverted than that guy!" Zhao Yun said "he" in his mouth, his eyes were full of fear, as if that instructor was some kind of beast.

"Look, he's falling!" Wang Qiang suddenly exclaimed, because Zuo Yan had held on for less than ten seconds before he fell to the ground.

Seeing that Zuo Yan had fallen, Zhao Yun and Wang Qiang both breathed a heavy sigh of relief, because it meant that they had escaped death once.

There is no way, Zhao Yun and Wang Qiang both regarded Zuo Yan as the person sent there to test them, although they didn't know why Zuo Yan's identity would be a high school student, but they successfully survived again, and they had another capital to brag about with their comrades.

Wang Qiang was helped by Zhao Yun to the unconscious Zuo Yan, and Zhao Yun kicked Zuo Yan on the ground with his legs. Seeing that he didn't have any reaction, Zhao Yun said to Wang Qiang: "I really didn't see that such a fat guy actually has the internal strength of the five elements, and he may also be a seven-rank great martial artist, it's like a dream!"

"Who said it wasn't, when I hit him with that stewed stick, I was afraid that it wouldn't work on him, then the two of us would really be completely out of play!" Wang Qiang replied.

"Don't look at it, let's put on the "air lock" for this guy as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night!" Wang Qiang changed his previous laughter and said to Zhao Yun.