Chapter Ninety-Four: The First Battle with the Soviet Union (Part II)
After all, Li Xianyue wanted him to bring the troops to kill Su Yin, but because the abrupt elites sent by Ashina Qin to protect Su Yin in the past were very strong, even if the guards of the Yanyu Palace joined in later, no one killed him except for him.
In other words, the abrupt elite dragged the other Northern Tang Dynasty and the Yanyu Palace guards, and his comrades and the girl's super thugs also dragged those abrupt elites for him, both sides fell into a quagmire, and only released him alone, and now if he wants to kill Su Yin, he can only rely on himself.
But it's really hard.
Before coming to Su Yin, Guan Kuo didn't realize that the difficulty of killing Su Yin was not only the abrupt elites who protected Su Yin, but also the terrifying strength of Su Yin himself.
He has the method of luck, Su Yin also has it, he has martial arts, Su Yin is more skilled than him, he has gained some experience in this war, and Su Yin's experience has been accumulated for more than ten years.
How could the former Chengwu general of the Northern Tang Dynasty be defeated by a small person?
From these perspectives, he has no chance of winning.
"Everyone is right, you are really stupid," Su Yin's bloody blade reflected his smile, "You just listened to Li Xianyue's words like this, and then let yourself come over to die?" ”
"I'm going to kill you myself, when I know that you killed General Zhenwei!" Guan Kuo's eyes boiled with anger, what he hated most was that others attributed his original will to himself to being instructed by others, which really seemed to be very stupid.
Su Yin's horse folded back, and Guan Kuo's horse also folded back, and the two knives collided five times, bursting out with five colorful sparks.
"If you think you can look a little more mature, not so stupid, but a little more assertive, then you think so." Su Yin said.
He slashed upward, striking a cold light from below, blowing a gust of wind.
With a violent metal collision sound, Guan Kuo's right hand and entire arm trembled, if it weren't for the breath in his body still running, maybe Qin Kill would have taken off his hand and flew away.
"Well, if you want to think so, so be it." Guan Kuo's tone suddenly became calm, and his face, which was still angry just now, also calmed down.
He was as relieved as when he met a girl, other people's ideas are other people's freedom, you can't force other people's thoughts, just be yourself.
Su Yin was a little surprised, he tried to provoke Guan Kuo's anger, and it turned out that he seemed to have succeeded a little, which made him feel particularly interesting, he was very willing to see Guan Qinghe's stupid son, maybe it would make him feel a little happier, but he didn't expect Guan Kuo's anger to last only a short time, and it disappeared like that.
Guan Kuo's heart is really much stronger.
Blood poured down his sleeve, and then was thrown out by violent movements, so that a cycle was formed, but the blood in his body would only become less and less, and it was not inexhaustible.
There are more and more places where Qin kills the blunt edge, and he has experienced so many battles without the opportunity to polish it, even this famous knife seems to be a little powerless.
Su Yin's knife posture is very treacherous, just like his use of soldiers, and it is also related to his character, those trajectories are strange, and at the previous moment, it is impossible to guess its direction in the next moment.
Guan Kuo gasped, the breath that had been filling it was finally unable to make up for the frequency of exhalation, he became more and more tired, and he gradually realized that he was likely to die under Su Yin's knife today.
This is different from lack of self-confidence, it is just a relatively correct self-perception.
The war horse carried Su Yin, Su Yin held the Tang knife, and the three swept by, breaking through the wide skin of the tube, bringing out a bright red.
"I said a long time ago, you can't kill me, you come here now, it's looking for death, between the reason why I'm not very interested in you, a little person who is just a stupid person at the mercy of others, as long as you choose to leave, I won't be interested in taking the initiative to kill you. But now it's good that you've succeeded in provoking me to kill you. ”
Su Yin's man moved a little further back, but his words echoed in Guan Kuo's ears.
This kind of similar words, especially that tone, Guan Kuo has heard many times, he used to be angry occasionally, but most of the time he laughed at it, and now, he also laughed at it, but his mentality was no longer what it used to be.
He still didn't speak, in Su Yin's opinion, he was stubborn, gritting his teeth and insisting on his stupidity, and as far as he was concerned, he just didn't want to speak, nothing else.
Without a trace knows Guan Kuo's current situation, it is also silent, it is the most dangerous when it is silent, it has never thought about the question of success and failure, it just tries to do its best.
Guan Kuo was infected by a little bit of it, his heart became more and more calm, on the road of life, I don't know what the road ahead is, the best way is to do it, so the ancestors taught us: there must be a road before the car to the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge.
The traceless trajectory went back very quickly, Guan Kuo tightened Qin Kill, and just rushed back, he saw the knife that was whistling and stabbing over, as well as Su Yin's mocking smile that made him very jealous.
Guan Kuo tilted his head, the cold wind blew across his face, Su Yin's knife brushed past the side of his face, and then deflected suddenly, the blade turned inward, quickly changed the trajectory, and slashed out.
The treacherous nature of Su Yin's knife can be seen here, and the transformation of stabbing and slashing is only in an instant, which makes people unguardable.
The energy rushed to his face, and Guan Kuo realized that it was a terrifying aura from Su Yin's body, and he himself quickly used the energy in his whole body to make his movements reach the most sensitive state.
His head was lowered at an almost impossible speed, and the blade slashed over his head.
"Brush—"
With the wind waving the Tang knife, a handful of hair was chopped off and flew away with the wind.
The war horse carried Su Yin, leaving a phantom shadow and transposing.
Their speed is amazingly fast, although Wuji is much better than Su Yin's war horse, but Guan Kuo and Wuji will always get into trouble because of the speed of the other party, whether it is the speed of the war horse or the speed of the Tang Dao.
That's because of one word: fit.
Su Yin and his war horses have cooperated for many years, fighting in the south and the north, advancing in the east and west, hovering between life and death, and how long have Guan Kuo and Wuji cooperated?
If it is General Zhenwei who is on his back now, given that Su Yin is no longer the strong and energetic Su Yin he used to be, it may not be long before he can put the other party in trouble, but General Zhenwei is dead, and there is only Guan Kuo here.
He and without a trace, there is still a long way to go.
(End of chapter)