Looking at the fierce posture and the strong wind that roared in the hunt, it was obvious that this Zhao Ban really wanted to kill Wang Ce, otherwise if he was just trying his martial arts, who would make such a killing move.

At this time, above the inner hall, Wang Xuanling was sitting upright on the high hall, seeing this Zhao like this killing move, Wang Xuanling's eyes gradually became cold.

Originally, Ning Min on the side looked at Zhao Ban so martial arts, and just wanted to show off the martial arts of the East Palace in front of Wang Xuanling, but before he could speak, he was swallowed back by Wang Xuanling's cold eyes.

Wang Xuanling is not Lin Chong, Lin Chong is also a royal nobleman, no matter what, he will not directly hurt people, at most he is a little mean in language.

But Wang Xuanling is a ruthless person, taking the last martial arts as an example, Xiahou Measure, who was also the general of Zhenbei at that time, just because he said a joke, saying that the Wang family has a female first-time growth, and she will not survive in the boudoir.

As soon as poor Xiahou finished speaking, Wang Xuanling was interrogated and did not have time to cover his ears, and chopped off his head with a knife, which was originally a major event that caused a sensation in the capital, but somehow, this matter only caused a sensation for two days.

By the time it was the third day, everyone seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, and no one dared to discuss the matter, and the unknown Xiahou who died was forgotten over time.

At this time, when Ning Min saw this kind of look again, he only felt that his heart trembled, and he immediately stopped and silently looked away.

I only heard Wang Xuanling snort coldly, raised his hand to summon a personal guard, and didn't see Wang Xuanling say anything to the personal guard, but reached out and took out a jade flute from his arms and handed it over.

As soon as the guard saw the jade flute, as if he understood something, he immediately bowed forward, carefully took the jade flute, turned around and retreated from the side hall.

Everyone looked confused, but Wang Yan had a gleam in his eyes, and turned his head slightly to look at his father's side face, but seeing him looking at the two people fighting on the stage with a resolute and serious face, Wang Yan sighed in his heart.

At this time, the two on the stage were still inseparable, because Wang Ce had to take into account the identity of Zhao Bandonggong, so he had to be careful to keep a sense of proportion every time he attacked, but Zhao Ban was ruthless, and he didn't mean to keep his hand at all.

For a while, Wang Ce was suppressed by Zhao Pan's crazy offensive, and at this moment, a melodious and sad flute suddenly floated out from the side hall, which sounded like the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the horn of a charge on the battlefield.

At this time, Zhao Pan was still wondering who was helping to play and sing, but as soon as Wang Ce heard the flute, the whole person seemed to be liberated, and at the same time, even the Pu knife in his hand became treacherous.

It turned out that only the Wang family could understand the sound of this flute, because when the jade flute was created, Wang Xuanling had ordered his henchmen to play flute music in the house day and night.

However, people only think it sounds good, and they don't know the meaning, only like Wang Shiya and Wang Ce's descendants, Wang Xuanling will tell the meaning and interpretation contained in the flute.

At this time, this song sounded, which probably meant that Wang Ce didn't have to hide it, it didn't matter if he won or lost, Wang Ce could see the opportunity to act, even if he won, there would be no problem.

At this moment, Wang Ce was being attacked like a mad dog like Zhao, and he was in a hurry, and at this time, he suddenly heard the flute music, and the whole person immediately changed from defense to attack.

Just when the Zhao-like halberd attacked again, Wang Ce drew the Pu knife without saying a word, and directly put the blade of the knife against the crescent blade on the halberd, and the whole person jumped up in the air with the help of the force.

In the case of a quick knife dance, his body was like a slippery loach, quickly approaching Zhao, and in his incredible gaze, he drew his knife and rotated his body, slashing down seven or eight times in a row, all of which slashed at the halberd body.

At this time, Wang Ce's counterattack seemed meaningless in the eyes of the audience, because Wang Ce's attack was all blocked by Zhao's halberd.

However, the old man who spoke first on the side was shining in his eyes at this time, and he muttered: "It's dark energy... It seems that this Wang Ce is really going to counterattack. ”

As if to confirm the old man's words, after directly receiving Wang Ce's attack, Zhao Fan, who had not had time to taunt, only felt a burst of dark power coming from the halberd.

It's like when you hold down a one-meter-long spring, you feel like you're suppressing it, but the moment you get up, the rebound force of the spring is enough to catapult you into the sky.

And the so-called dark energy, is to use the force of their own swing, the halberd as a medium of transformation, if the Pu knife is still on the halberd body at this time, then this undercurrent will spread on both sides at the same time, then the two will share the strength, and the dark energy will simply become a shock.

But if the Pu Dao side withdraws his hand in time, then the dark energy will pass along the people's hands from the top of the halberd without hesitation, and directly attack the people's internal organs.

However, if the dark energy comes up, if Zhao Ban can throw away the blade, he can also avoid the backlash of this dark energy, but the sudden change in the wind and clouds on the battlefield, it is obvious that Wang Ce, who is watching from the side, will not give him the opportunity to lose the blade.

This is the terrible thing about dark energy, which is almost impossible to prevent.

"Poof!"

Seeing that Zhao Pan couldn't withstand the power of the backlash, he spit blood and knelt directly at his feet, Wang Ce's heart was shocked, where was he willing to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, turned around and rushed forward with a knife.

Seeing Wang Ce's close blade, Zhao Pan could even clearly see Wang Ce's evil smile, just now he had taken the dark energy of these seven or eight knives, and at this moment he only felt trembling all over, and his chest was unspeakably uncomfortable.

However, Zhao Pan is also a sensible person, seeing that things can't be done, he directly threw away the halberd in his hand, turned his head and shouted to the general on the side: "If you don't fight, you won't fight, I admit defeat!" ”

However, it was also Zhao Ban's bad luck, because the general standing on the side, coincidentally, was Zuo Mou, the captain of the Yuanmen in Wang Xuanling's army.

Let's not mention that Zuo Mu is his own subordinate, even if he doesn't get the instructions from his superiors, he won't make Zhao Pan feel so good at this moment, because Zuo Mu has been in the army for a long time, and the martial arts of the major general Wang Ce are obvious to all, and they are by no means as unbearable as they appear now.

And although Zuo Mou is a martial artist, he is not stupid, otherwise he would not have crossed Pingyang, without so many people noticing, Zuo Mou led his personal guards first and went to Wanliang Mountain to report to Wang Shiya.

So when Zhao Ban shouted at Zuo Mou, he paused for a second intentionally or unintentionally, that is, in this short second, Wang Ce rushed to him with a cruel smile, and in Zhao Ban's extremely frightened gaze, he slashed at his thigh.

However, Zuo Mu is still quite measured, seeing Wang Ce's red-eyed appearance, he is also afraid that Wang Ce will not pay attention to slashing and killing Zhao, I am afraid that it will be himself who will use it to block the gun's eye at that time.

Therefore, as soon as Zuo Mu gave an order, he saw four strong soldiers in heavy armor suddenly running out of the side, each of them dragging a chain made of iron in their hands, and the two chains rushed towards Wang Ce one left and one right.

At this time, Zhao Ban's leg was slashed, even if it was blocked by a nail leaf, the wound was still deeply visible, and from this knife wound alone, it can be seen that Wang Ce's last knife was ruthless.

"Ahhh Brute! My leg! ”

With Zhao's scream, the wound on his leg seemed to be stretched a little more, and then he saw that the blood was like a flowing stream, and he was desperate to gush out.

"Go and call the medical officer, someone is injured!"

In order to prevent Zhao from bleeding too much and causing shock, Zuo Mu hurriedly summoned the medical officer and began to stop the bleeding.