When Futu attacked again, it was even more menacing. It's just that this big competition is not easy, because it didn't take long for it to rain. The air was hot and humid, and the grass was slippery. Gongsun Jin, who was sitting in the stands, only hoped that the rain would not be heavy, after all, he didn't want his wife to be rained.

"Wait a minute!" Halfway through the fight, Qin Ruse suddenly stopped, and Futu was also confused.

"What's wrong?"

"I said that if you fight, you will fight well, what do you keep shouting? I'll fight for a while, look at the sword for a while, and those who don't know think you're trying it with your mouth. Originally, the mood of the person who suddenly rained was not very good, and when you shouted like this, I was really afraid that I couldn't help it once my subordinates were killed, and how could I kill you! "Qin Ruse is really not very happy, because Futu fights, and he is really a super chatter, chattering, like grandma's footcloth.

"Did I speak?"

"What do you say?"

"Then I'll just keep my mouth shut." Fu Tu seemed to have known this for a long time, and skillfully took out a strip of cloth from his coat pocket and wrapped it around his mouth, and then stretched out his hand to indicate that he could continue.

This picture is not funny, it is obviously a serious scene of two sentences, but it was made into a street storytelling by these two people.

"This one called Futu can't be a spy sent from the other side!" Southwest Tusi asked the strategist on the side, after all, no matter who looks at the current scene, he feels a little weird.

"My lord, this man called Futu used to be a bandit, and when he burned and looted with his brother three years ago, his brother was killed by the princess of Zhenbei. There is a blood feud between them, how can they be the spies on the other side. ”

"That's probably a fool too. I've lost all my southwestern face. Southwest Toast said with a dark face. In his eyes, most of this floating slaughter is sick in the brain.

All the rhythms of Futu, who had been danced by Qin Ruse for a whole time, were all disrupted, and Qin Ruse really did it, and he showed fatigue after a few strokes.

Although he played with a big knife, he had no choice but to have a big knife of thirty pounds. Just ask a normal person, who holds a 30-pound big knife that loves you and wields it for a long time, and can still be in the same state as before.

"Why, look at you tired like this, or we'll continue tomorrow!" Qin Ruse held a money bag on Futu's waist in his hand, and said without love.

Futu also has this intention, after all, if he loses today, he will be categorically unconvinced.

"It's okay, tomorrow grandpa will ask you to beg for mercy under your crotch."

"I said brother, if you are gasping in the future, don't be cruel. It sounds weird. After Qin Ruse finished speaking, she had already gone home. Left behind a proud back. Although today's competition did not distinguish a high and low, but today's face, the face of the southwest toast has long been lost.

In the days that followed, every time Futu went to battle, Qin Ruse always had various reasons to delay the battle. Everyone felt that Qin Ruse deliberately hid her strength, because every time she fought, Qin Ruse always had a hippie smile on her face, without a straight face.

"Today, the two of us must battle it out!"

"Cheng, no problem, I'll rely on you!" Qin Ruse yawned, slowly took out his Qinglian sword, and slowly rolled up his sleeves. "Is that formal enough?"

Although Futu will be educated by the Southwest Tusi before going to the battlefield every day, don't casually follow the trajectory of that woman's procrastination. But helplessly, after he saw Qin Ruse every day, he would always be confused by the other party's words.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the soldiers of the two armies to look at the two of them on the battlefield every day for seven or eight days.

Before Qin Ruse played today, Gongsun Jin informed her that she would decide the winner today. Think of a way to make the southwest lose some face.

Fu Tu carried his big knife and killed it violently, Qin Ruse yawned contemptuously, and at the moment when the big knife slashed, Qin Ruse lay down, watching the blade pass less than a finger in front of his eyes.

"Awesome!" After Qin Ruse finished speaking, he turned over and jumped up when he was backhanded by the big knife.

Qin Ruse only defended but did not attack, and after a stick of incense, Futu was a little anxious. He felt that Qin Ruse was completely consuming himself, and his big knife was very difficult to wield, and it wouldn't take long to continue like this, and he was naturally at a disadvantage.

"Look at the sword!" Qin Ruse suddenly did not continue to retreat, but jumped on the head of Futu's horse, although the two were much closer, it was not enough for Qin Ruse to still block and other actions.

After a long time, Futu thought that Qin Ruse would only blindly retreat, so when Qin Ruse suddenly stretched out his long sword to him, he didn't react for a while.

"You have to slow down, but it's my sword revenant!" After Qin Ruse finished speaking, a whistle called back his warhorse.

This time, instead of continuing to retreat, Qin Ruse rushed towards Futu with a fierce attack. Futu was not to be outdone, he was finally able to have a hearty fight, how could he let go of such an opportunity. Besides, if you win, you may become the richest man in the world.

When the swords collide, sparks flash to indicate the intensity of the battle.

"Oops!" Gongsun Jin suddenly stood up from the chair and looked at his daughter-in-law nervously.

Because the long sword in Qin Ruse's hand was cut in half by the big knife in Futu's hand. There is no point on the battlefield, and the end is generally based on the end of another person's life. Moreover, everyone understands the truth that an inch is long and an inch strong on the battlefield. Qin Ruse used a sword, and he didn't have the upper hand in the first place. Now that the sword is broken, it has become a mystery whether Qin Ruse can come out alive.

The soldiers in the southwest have already decided that the Futu Society has won the victory, and they have issued a cry for victory. And the soldiers of the Great Zhou, who don't sweat in their hearts, although failure is not a terrible thing, but it is their commander's wife on the battlefield!

Fu Tu also knew that the opportunity could not be lost, so he accelerated the action of the injury, and slashed down at once, beheading the war horse on the battlefield.

And Qin Ruse himself had no choice but to jump onto the war horse of Futu. When Futu's big knife turned around, Qin Ruse pressed Futu's head, one heel, and flipped to Futu's back, backhanding a sword.

The crowd saw that the broken sword pierced through Futu's back and pierced his chest.

"I'm sorry!"

Qin Ruse won, and Gongsun Jin's heart fell. The soldiers of the Great Zhou let out an even stronger cry, and when Qin Ruse jumped off the war horse, he looked at the blood stains all over his body, and sneered.

This is war! At that moment, she desperately hoped that her man could one day unify the five continents and let the war not be rekindled.