Left and right fighting technique, the game of the old naughty boy in the eagle shooting, is a distraction and dual-purpose technique.

In Zhao Tianlun's understanding, the left-right fighting technique should be just a gimmick, because no matter what kind of move and attack, it needs to be coordinated by the left and right, and the interaction of yin and yang......

To put it bluntly, one is virtual and one is real, the virtual and the real are combined, and the odd is multiplied.

For example, if the right hand is the main attack, then the left hand needs to play a side attack effect to confuse the enemy, otherwise, your subtle moves are no different from ordinary black tiger heart-digging, and there will be no subtlety.

However, at this moment, when encountering Liu Yanqing, who had mastered the art of fighting left and right, Zhao Tianlun realized that he was wrong.

First of all, Liu Yanqing's attack is no longer a fiction and a reality, but a reality on the left and right-

In other words, what Zhao Tianlun needs to guard against is not on one side, but on both sides!

Secondly, Liu Yanqing's attack style is very different, on the one hand, it is a hard kung fu with a big opening and closing, a hard bridge and a hard horse; On the other side, it is like a lady drawing an art drawing, wielding a sword like embroidery, which is actually a small set of kung fu.

Again, although a set of kung fu is performed by one arm, it cannot be shown in terms of the subtlety of the moves, but due to the existence of the left and right mutual fighting techniques, the two sets of kung fu cooperate with Ruyi, like the intersection of yin and yang, which is not only full of infinite possibilities, but also contains endless killing opportunities.

Dugu Nine Swords fight each other on the left and right, which is stronger and which is weaker?

This Zhao Tianlun is really hard to judge, after all, he can't represent the highest achievement of Dugu Jiujian, but as far as he is concerned, it is still quite difficult-

Zhao Tianlun's attack target is single, or he can only break one move with his sword, but Liu Yanqing uses two moves!

It is not only Zhao Tianlun who will be saved, but also Liu Yanqing!

Therefore, Zhao Tianlun fell into a bitter battle.

……

Zhao Tianlun is complaining, and Liu Yanqing is also complaining.

Liu Yanqing still didn't realize that Zhao Tianlun was Zhao Kun on the Xiangyang set that day, because Zhao Tianlun didn't use his murderous aura and didn't use his spiritual power, if Zhao Tianlun used it, then Liu Yanqing would have no power to fight back. So Liu Yanqing still has a trace of luck in his heart.

However, luck is luck, Liu Yanqing is indeed complaining in his heart-

This Zhao Tian is too strong!

The sword is like a meteor, unstoppable!

The sword is like a poisonous bee. Deadly moves!

The sword is like mercury, pervasive!

If it weren't for Liu Yanqing's mastery of left and right fighting techniques, he would have been saved by attacking the enemy at a critical moment, and Liu Yanqing would have died under Zhao Tianlun's sword.

"Zhao Tian, now the Red Turban Army is gone. Are you really going to die for them? ”

"Zhao Tian, although we have a grudge, but who has no enmity with whom, for this hatred, as for it?"

"200,000, 200,000 points to buy me a life, okay?"

While fighting with Zhao Tianlun to the death, Liu Yanqing tried his best to persuade Zhao Tianlun, hoping to let him go:

"It's not easy for everyone to get to this point. Not to mention the sadness of the rabbit and the fox, and the sympathy for the same fate, at least we are all involuntarily, and it's not good to kill each other, right? ”

Zhao Tianlun turned a deaf ear to Liu Yanqing's chatter, and it was precisely because of Liu Yanqing's difficulty that Zhao Tianlun's determination to kill him was strengthened-

A master like this, since he has already made a feud, then kill him!

Sympathy, heroes and heroes?

Bullshit!

Only a fool would do that!

Xiang Yu and Liu Bang sympathized with each other, and when they turned around, Xiang Yu was forced to death by Liu Bang!

Cao Cao felt sorry for Liu Bei. In the end, he didn't blink an eye because Liu Bei died!

★★★★★

In the camp of the Red Turban Army, the fighting became even more tragic!

If there is no factor of participants, the melee will only be limited to the support of Zhao Junyong's first line and the support of the first line of the step-ancestor, and it is more likely to be neutral. After all, both sides are their bosses and robes, but now it's different-

At least a thousand participants were mixed in, and the chaotic battle between the thousands of participants was enough to throw any army into chaos, let alone the already chaotic Red Turban Army camp.

Some people only want revenge;

Some people only want points;

There are people. Only for self-protection;

But no matter who it is, as long as there are strangers, unfamiliar people, and distrustful people approaching, their first choice is to speak with weapons!

Zhao Jun cracked his eyes and shouted angrily: "Stop, stop!" ”

No one listened to him!

Even Zhao Jun didn't listen to him with the guards around him, as long as someone approached, he would cut it down with a knife-

Mao Gui is already dead, killed by the assassins, if Zhao Junyong is killed in front of them again, then the Red Turban Army will be completely finished!

Xu Jizu's eyes turned black, and he wanted to vomit blood: "Heaven will kill me!" ”

Mao Gui was killed, which can be described as a bolt from the blue, but as long as he can stand up in time, he can clean up the situation and regroup, but now-

How can you regroup?

Everywhere you look, there are brothers fighting and cannibalism, even if the chaos can be quelled in the end, the morale of the army will be lost.

At that time, who will dare to believe their comrades-in-arms?

The soldiers of Mao Gui's headquarters are all elite, but without the trust between the robes, the elite ......

Can it still be called elite?

I'm afraid it's not as good as a rabble!

"The bones of the handsome man are not cold, but you are killing each other," Ji Zu roared angrily, "Are you still the handsome's own soldiers?" ”

"It's a man's, avenge the handsome first!"

It's a pity that just as no one listened to Zhao Jun's words, the roar of the successor ancestor was also drowned in the chaotic battle-

The participants will not pay attention to him!

The Red Turban Army, who only cares about saving his life, will ignore him!

The only one who noticed the Continuation Step-Ancestor was Zhao Junyong, Zhao Junyong looked at the Continuation Step-Ancestor who was fifty steps away but could never take a step forward, shook his head, and sighed:

"Step-ancestor, Mao Shuai's murder really has nothing to do with me."

"Dog thief," Xu Jizu sneered at Zhao Junyong's self-defense, "You don't want to cover the sky with one hand!" ”

"No matter how much, let's stabilize the situation first," Zhao Jun suggested to Xu Jizu, "The Red Turban Army can't withstand internal strife, and now the enemy is current." ”

In the face of Zhao Junyong's proposal, Xu Jizu just reprimanded angrily, but did not refute it, but the question is, how can we stabilize the situation?

At this moment, Zhao Junyong suddenly pushed away the guards in front of him, strode forward, rushed out more than ten steps, and did not stop until the place of the scuffle, raised his hands high, and shouted:

"I'm Zhao Junyong. Brothers, listen to me! ”

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Regardless of whether Zhao Jun used Mao Gui or not, just about his reputation in the Red Turban Army. Zhao Junyong has to throw off Mao Gui a few streets, because Zhao Junyong is the veteran and important minister of the Red Turban Army and the commander of the Red Turban Army who beheaded the king of Mongolia Zhennan!

In terms of combat exploits alone, there are indeed not many people in the Red Turban Army who can be used with Zhao Jun!

Zhao Jun's risky move made the Red Turban Army in the melee hesitate slightly, because if it could. They don't want to kill each other, they just want to live.

As for the participants in the Red Turban Army, in addition to points, they also have their own plans here, and the complete collapse of the Red Turban Army will not benefit them.

"Don't come, just stop there!"

Zhao Jun turned around and gave a sharp order to his guards and supporters, then looked around and said bitterly: "Still my brother of the Red Turban Army, please hold the weapons in your hands." Aim at your real enemy, the Mongols, not the Han Chinese, who are also brothers and sisters. ”

The chaotic Red Turban Army camp has the possibility of being calmed down under Zhao Jun's risky actions without regard for his own safety.

Xu Jizu pushed away the guards around him and strode forward.

The Red Turban Army, who was fighting in front of Jizu, hesitated for a moment, and also let go of a passage, a passage to Zhao Jun-

King-to-king passage.

Perhaps, only king against king can solve this chaos.

★★★★★

The soldiers are running wildly!

Yuan Bing is in ecstasy!

Yuan Bing is crazy!

It was a situation of ten deaths and no life. However, the enemy suddenly collapsed on its own and fell into chaos. How can you keep them from getting excited?

As a commander, although Dong Luxiao has been confident that he has cultivated Haoran's qi for thirty years, even if Mount Tai collapses, his face will not change, but at this moment, he is also in a kind of morbid fanatic-

"Onward!"

"Onward!"

"Our task is not to fight, but to burn the company camp!"

"Quick!"

"Faster!"

"We're going to rush in before the thieves recover. Let the thieves' camp burn, as long as the thieves' camp is on fire, they will collapse completely! ”

"Win more with less, this battle will surely go down in history, and you will be famous for a hundred years!"

……

I have to say that when people who are full of poetry and books and can apply what they have learned become fanatical, they can point to the hearts of the people and magnify people's ** infinitely.

Under the encouragement of Dong Junxiao, the Yuan soldiers who broke through erupted with superhuman physique as if they had beaten twelve catties of chicken blood, making their speed soar again.

In fact, this is unscientific, because the war horse should not be able to understand the incitement in Dong Junxiao's words, but the speed of the war horse has indeed soared again, perhaps this can only be attributed to the tacit understanding between the war horse and the knight.

"Big brother, what are those two people doing?"

Dong Junxiao and Dong Angxiao took the lead and rushed in front of everyone, because the Red Turban Army had completely retreated, so the personal guards of the two did not forcibly block their actions.

Zhao Tianlun and Liu Yanqing were the only ones who did not retreat on the battlefield, but they were not facing the Yuan soldiers, but fighting to the death.

"I guess it's infighting."

Dong Xiaoxiao also noticed it and frowned, because these two people were too strong, and the sword light and sword shadow were so fast that he couldn't see clearly, these were two masters.

"Go around and don't alarm them."

Dong Junxiao immediately ordered that if their plan to raid the Red Turban Army camp was aborted because they strayed into the battle circle of these two people, it would be more than worth the loss.

……

The sound of the violent horses' hooves alarmed the two people in the fierce battle, whether it was Zhao Tianlun or Liu Yanqing, they were indifferent, because their opponents were in front of them!

However, Zhao Tianlun still felt a trace of unhappiness in his heart-

Although there was no limit to the task, he was still unhappy to sit and watch the slaughter of the Han people by the Yuan soldiers.

This battle must be ended as soon as possible.

"500,000 points, one life, how about it?"

Liu Yanqing still persuaded Zhao Tianlun without giving up: "Big brother, 500,000 points, just buy my life, okay, you can give me a word." ”

"Long-winded!"

Zhao Tianlun snorted coldly, if it weren't for the power of the left and right fighting techniques, how could Zhao Tianlun give Liu Yanqing such a long time to play.

Now, although Zhao Tianlun has not understood the principles and exercises of the left and right fighting techniques......

In fact, Zhao Tianlun feels that it shouldn't be, because "The Great Shift of Qiankun" is a kind of synthesis of the operation of the qi machine, and Zhang Wuji can restore any kind of skill that has been shown in front of him through "The Great Shift of Qiankun", then he can too.

In fact, Zhao Tianlun has done this, and some kung fu that he has not learned can be mastered as long as he has seen it once or fought it once. But he can't steal this left-right fighting technique, or he can't learn it secretly.

Since you can't steal school, there is no need to entangle with this Liu Yanqing.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Tianlun's heart froze. The killing intent is like an arrow, piercing Liu Yanqing's brain-

As if hit by a thunderbolt, Liu Yanqing's brain was blank, and the speed of his hands couldn't help stagnating, and he actually stopped in mid-air. Then in Liu Yanqing's desperate gaze, a flash of silver light broke through the air and pierced his throat directly.

Damn, how is he......

Liu Yanqing finally understood who Zhao Tian was, it was Zhao Kun of Ruyang Palace, and Zhao Kun who encountered immortal fate.

A fight on Xiangyangji doomed him to today's end.

Is the cause of yesterday really the fruit of today?

★★★★★

Facing the succession of his ancestors, Zhao Jun used sincere words: "Stepancestors, Mao Shuai was killed." It really has nothing to do with me. ”

"Zhao Dashuai," Ji Zu said coldly, his words fierce, "Mao Shuai was indeed not killed by your own hands, but his death is inseparable from you." ”

"It's me who doesn't know anyone, so Meng Yuan's spies mixed into my personal guards," Zhao Jun sighed with a long sigh, "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, this matter." I'm sorry Mao Gui, I'm sorry everyone. ”

"Is it okay to just say sorry?" Xu Jizu waved his arms angrily, "Then what about so many of our brothers who died in battle, and what about our brothers who died in vain?" ”

"That's it." Zhao Jun saluted with a fist to the corpse of Mao Gui on the side, "I should explain everything to the prime minister and let the prime minister dispose of it." ”

"Hehehe, then you should apologize for your sins with death," Xu Jizu suddenly jumped forward, quickly pulled out his waist knife and stabbed Zhao Jun's chest. "You think you can turn black and white upside down and play with right and wrong?"

The distance between the two is too close, and Zhao Junyong is too confident, he is confident that his step-ancestor will not attack him in full view, but he ignores -

Today's step-ancestor is no longer his former subordinate step-ancestor!

The white blade entered his chest, piercing back and forth, Zhao Jun knew that he lacked skills to return to the sky, raised his head with difficulty, looked at the step-ancestor with a wry smile, and intermittently: "Step-ancestor, you will regret it." ”

"I regret it," Xu Jizu paused, "I regret why I didn't kill you in Wangjiakou Village!" ”

"Dashuai!"

The rebellion of the next step-ancestor was beyond everyone's expectations, and Zhao Jun's death shocked everyone even more-

In an instant, the two marshals died here, is there any hope for the Shandong Red Turban Army?

"Avenge the big handsome!"

"Kill!"

Zhao Junyong's personal guards and the red turban army that supported Zhao Junyong immediately went crazy, because Zhao Junyong was killed in front of them, and they had to avenge Zhao Junyong.

Taking a step back, even if they don't take revenge, there is no place for them in the Shandong Red Turban Army, because the ancestors can't tolerate them!

"Kill!"

The scuffle in the camp that had just subsided resumed, and this time, everyone went crazy, because they understood that they would not be liquidated only by killing their opponents!

……

"Fire!"

"It's on fire!"

In the melee, I don't know who shouted, and the fighting Red Turban soldiers found that a raging fire was burning in the camp, and the tents where they lived and the baggage of the march turned into piles of raging fires, and the flames were spreading rapidly.

Piercing shouts came from all sides—

"The Red Turban Army is defeated, flee for your life!"

"Go home, I want to go home!"

"Don't fight, don't fight, run!"

……

The head of the step-ancestor who was guarded by the guards in time was stunned-

Why is this happening?

It's daytime, how can you walk in the water during the day?

And dozens, hundreds, of them are lit at the same time!

Yuan Bing, it must be Yuan Bing!

Old Wei dog is here!

A stirring spirit in the heart of the second ancestor, he pushed away the guards around him, and was about to deploy troops to counterattack, when the red turban army in the melee he saw made him feel like falling into an ice cave, and he was cold-

It's hopeless!

Now this situation, even if Mao Gui is reborn, he can't control it.

A pull suddenly came from his side, pulling Xu Jizu to a stumbling ground, and when he looked at him angrily, Xu Jizu found that it was his personal guard:

"General, hurry up, if you don't leave, it's too late!"

It's too late......

Under the threat of fire, the soldiers of the Red Turban Army who were fighting quickly stopped fighting, but instead of choosing to put out the fire, they rushed to flee!

Hundreds of people......

Thousands of people......

Tens of thousands......

The fleeing Red Turban Army overthrew their tents, overthrew their comrades-in-arms who blocked their way, and overturned everything in front of them, like a flash flood that broke out, turning the camp of the Red Turban Army into ruins.

The figure shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the Continuation Ancestor, and then the dizzy Continuation Ancestor fell to the ground-

Shandong Red Turban Army, it's completely over! (To be continued.) )

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