Ah Tiemu had just fought with a Southern Wu person, and at that time he was a little contemptuous of these people, so he didn't exert his strength, so he separated after a few fights, in that case, he didn't feel that the combat power of those people was really terrifying, at least for himself. So in his imagination, now that he has gone crazy, go all out, and in the next moment, even if Guan Kuo does not die, he will be injured, and even if he is not injured, he will have a disorder of breath in his body, and then he will be in a hurry, and then it should be his second knife.

It's all in his calculations, it's in his habits, and in the past, he's basically like this, he can put down the enemy, and he has full confidence in himself.

But the moment the knife in his hand touched Guan Kuo's knife, he felt that something was not right.

Immediately after, an indescribable force passed through the knife, along his hand and his arm, all the way up, and then made his whole body shake uncontrollably as if he had been hit by something.

That kind of power went from nothing at the beginning, and then to more and more powerful, and finally made his face change.

The contact between the two knives was only for a short time, and when the delicate, cold and glittering Tang knife on the opposite side retracted, the power in the body disappeared, and Ah Temu's body also stabilized.

The separation of the weapons of the two sides was only for a short moment, but at that moment, Ah Temu actually felt a slight sense of relief, and it seemed that he would not be able to bear it for another moment.

His face became ugly, and the traceless speed under Guan Kuo's crotch was very fast, and he had already rushed behind him, and the Qin Kill was also very fast, the blade was deflected, and the second knife had already arrived.

He didn't know what was going on on the other side, his whole body was full of strong muscles, although Guan Kuo was not weak and couldn't help the wind, but looking at the difference in body size between the two sides, he could know that Guan Kuo would definitely not be his opponent, even if he was not injured, he was already unstable at this time, shaking his body on the horse.

Everything is reversed.

The wind was blowing, the banner of the Northern Tang Dynasty was hunting, and it was still standing there, and as soon as Ah Temu's trembling stopped, he met Guan Kuo's second sword.

The strong winds, the brighter and brighter skylight, and the rising sun combined to push away the dense clouds, and the fog in the sky gradually faded.

A brighter light flashed into Atemu's eyes, making him squint involuntarily.

Sensing the coming crisis, a cold sweat broke out all over his body, almost subconsciously blocking the situation.

In his ears, the sound of those devilish blades breaking through flesh and blood came again, and at the same time, his right hand with the sword raised felt a force that was a little more violent than before.

"Khooth!"

As he tried to open his narrowed eyes, he heard the signature sound of his own saber after the collision.

A wind struck him, the people went first, and the wind came, and Guan Kuo rode without a trace and staggered past him.

He grinned, feeling some kind of indescribable pain in his body, not knowing where the pain was and what kind of pain it was.

At this time, he came to his senses, and his gaze quickly swept over his saber, and his eyes froze, and he saw that a large gap appeared on his saber, as if he had been bitten by something fierce.

"What is this?" He asked himself in a gruff tone.

He is a rare warrior in the Tuwu army, and his saber is even more tempered, envying other Tuvul, with the power of a sword, his knife has such a big wound, which makes him unbelievable.

But what he saw next made his face even more distorted, and this distortion was not the same as the one he had been mad with before.

More than a dozen bodies fell on the ground, all of them from people he knew.

Those damn Nanwu people, still none of them died.

Who the hell are these people? Fear finally began to fill his heart.

He had fought with the Northern Tang Dynasty for many years, and had experienced countless life-and-death battles with other countries, as well as in the abrupt conflicts of various tribes, and he had never encountered a group of people with such strong combat power, nor had he ever had such a feeling of fear.

What people fear most is the unknown, the unreasonable, and the inscrutable.

He was like this, and the other Abrupt people became dull and sluggish after this confrontation.

If the result of the first encounter caught them off guard, then now it is determined that the opponent's combat effectiveness is incredible, and it almost makes them despair.

Some of the abrupt hands began to tremble.

They followed Ah Temu, in the previous harassing wars against the Northern Tang, they were used to looting and then rushing out, although they would die, but it was only a few, and the screams of the women of the Northern Tang Dynasty and a large amount of low-hanging fruit made that small amount of death more exciting and joyful, so in the previous life, they were not afraid of death. In a precarious life, what you seek is the feeling that you must be happy in life.

Today's one-sided torture has awakened their fear of death.

Because there is no stimulation here, only ironclad death.

Guan Kuo slightly loosened his hand holding Qin Shal, tightened it again, and exhaled in a very special way, just now, he burst out the power in his body in an instant, so Ah Temu, who had always been invincible, would encounter an unbelievable result of the battle.

He was looking for his breakthrough while fighting, he gradually found his state, that kind of qi and luck method, is to fill the mysterious power between heaven and earth in the body, and then release it when it reaches a certain peak, the higher the peak, the greater the power, all he has to do is to keep swallowing, keep luck, as long as he can maintain a balance, he can keep exerting force, repeating the cycle, repeating the cycle, and carrying out continuous battles.

It's one thing to realize it, it's another thing to be able to do it, although he is stronger now than when he first started practicing, but if he wants to go further, the road ahead is still difficult.

Wuji is particularly excited, war horses are different from other horses, other horses may be paralyzed when they see the bloody scene, and many war horses, especially like Wuji, once they see too much blood, they will go berserk, in the girl's words, that is, they are simply going to heaven.

He shook the banner and turned the horse's head, and saw many more abrupt corpses on the ground, and none of those girl's super killers died, and even few were injured.

(End of chapter)