People are like glimpses, fast as lightning.

In a flash, he came to the front, his arm was slightly raised and collapsed, and the sword light that slashed down like thunder immediately stopped, and the long knife with bright red immediately fell out of his hand and smashed on Jochi's body, but he could no longer cut the Mongolian prince under the knife.

Almost at the same time, the man threw his left fist.

The punch was in the middle of the chest, the movement was as fast as a ghost, and it was closed at the touch of a button, but it made a loud bang.

After a punch, Zhang Jin's body stopped, the blood on his face faded, the person who came did not stop for a moment, changed his fist to a palm, and pushed him on the chest, Zhang Jin took a step back, and the person who came had already stood on his heel at this time.

The two fists were so fast that people couldn't tell the difference at all, and in just one breath, three punches were printed on Zhang Jin's chest, and the fists were to the flesh, like a drum.

The voice is dull, full of strength, but with femininity, every punch, Zhang Jin's body will tremble, but he can only take a step back, neither falling nor being knocked away, like a sandbag, being hit again and again.

Zhang Jin then took three steps back, and with each step back, his face turned white, and when he took the third step, blood was already spilling from the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that his internal organs had been seriously injured.

At this time, Zhao Sanchun, who was closest to him, just straightened up, and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were close to the corpses of Mongolians, he was naturally happy, he didn't know what was born now, let alone others.

The third punch was struck, and the people laughed, laughing with arrogance and pleasure, but with a faint murderous intention.

The last punch, the person secretly said, this punch should be ten percent of the strength, and it is the left fist that he is most proud of, he believes that any cow standing in front of him, hit by this punch, should also be able to be knocked out, killed on the spot.

The fourth punch, this one is punched. But quietly, but in terms of strength, it was already the strength of his whole body, and a hideous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he even had time to imagine. The punch hit the chest of this bastard who dared to look down on him. Instantly smash the opponent's sternum and make the opponent vomit blood and fly out.

Later, even if Wang Han asked, it was just that he was in a hurry and couldn't hold back.

This Qin dog thief. Arrogant and arrogant, did you ever know that only one day later, you will die at your own hands, I really want to know. What was he thinking before he died, did he ever regret offending himself?

But he didn't see that although Zhang Jin, who had been punched by these punches, was as pale as paper, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of pain, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and such pain reminded him of Taiyuan City. The sharp pain of the arrow into the flesh, as well as the ...... around him Checkmate......... His eyes were faintly red, as if two fires were burning.

It's slow to say, but it's actually electric......

But the last fatal punch stopped inches from the opponent's chest. Because a pair of big rough hands grabbed his wrists steadily.

The punch gathered by the strength of the whole body was fixed there like this, and because there was no hand left, it was full of power. Because the power is too great, it is so fierce that it is fixed. Not only did Zhang Jin's wrist fall, but there was a faint creaking sound.

The arm of the Han Kasu, who was smiling with a hideous smile, was also hit hard by inertia.

The sound of the flesh tearing sounded similar to the sound of a cloth tearing, the sound was harsh, and the result was bloody.

The sinister smile had not yet disappeared on this Kasu's face, his shoulder blades shook violently, and the joints had already been frustrated, which was not counted, because the strength was too great, the backlash was naturally very strict.

The shoulder blades staggered, followed by a thud, and the staggered arm bones stabbed out of the flesh behind them, and blood spurted out, looking terrifying.

If it were an ordinary person, it would never be like this, not to mention the strength, but once it was frustrated, it would only be a bend of the forearm, at most it would hit his chest.

But this person's horizontal kung fu, although it can't be said to be the peak, the muscles and bones are also strong and abnormal, the strength is condensed, the skin, flesh, muscles and bones are all as solid as a rock, once the shock is shocked, there is no normal reaction at all, so it is a tragic abnormality.

The pain was severe, and the man screamed loudly.

However, this man was born as a bandit, wandering on the grassland, and is a serious outlaw who kills people like hemp, and the ferocity is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In addition to being severely injured, he did not forget to raise his right fist and smash it into the opponent's head in order to get out of trouble.

But Zhang Jin would not give him any chance, although his wrist was also in severe pain, but he still flipped violently, pulling the opponent's body unstable, and punching him in the air.

Then there was the serious wrestling technique of the Qin army, fitting up, hugging the opponent's neck, stumbling under his feet, throwing the opponent in the air, slamming him on the ground, and after the muffled sound, the screams stopped immediately.

Immediately, Zhang Jin skillfully knelt down on his right knee on the opponent's chest, and with a snort, this person was hit hard, his eyes were already white, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and saliva.

Then, Zhang Jin hit him in the face with two punches in succession, hitting him with blood from his mouth and nose, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Mentioning the blood-stained fist again, Zhang Jin's eyes were full of murderous intent, he didn't leave his hand at all, his fist was extended, his palm was like a sword, and he stabbed straight down.

A palm has been pierced into the throat of the other party, and when he pulls it out, the blood in his hand is dripping, and he actually pulls out half of the opponent's trachea......

There was an exclamation in the big tent, and it was already a mess, but when Zhang Jin slowly stood up, he threw the fragments in his hand to the ground, looked at the guy lying on the ground who had died, and spit a mouthful of bloody spit on him.

But in exchange for a few coughs, and his chest was also very stuffy, his body couldn't help shaking, and someone behind him immediately grabbed his arm, no need to ask, it was Zhao Sanchun.

Zhang Jin stood up straight, looked around proudly, and swept with a murderous gaze, everyone was holding their breath and condensing, Zhang Jin stood on the spot, only to feel that today's killing was really happy, and his chest was relieved from then on, and he couldn't help laughing, everyone was shocked and changed color, and they didn't dare to make a sound.........

Everyone's eyes gathered, Zhang Jin was like no one around, laughing non-stop, it was really majestic.........

Seeing Mu Huali strolling over, Zhang Jin stopped laughing, and Mu Huali patted him on the shoulder, his eyes full of appreciation and worry.

Zhang Jin wiped a handful on his mouth, but his hands were dripping with blood, not only did he wipe his mouth clean, but he made a mess more and more, as if he had eaten something raw, and with his current face, it was even more hideous.

"General, Zhang Jin will follow you in the future, as long as I Zhang Jin still has a breath, no one can hurt the general's cold hair." walked from life and death again, the knot in his chest seemed to be gone, his eyes were bright as if a blade was flashing, and his expression had changed drastically from the past............

Mu Huali laughed, overflowing with joy, "The soft-hearted Zhang Jin back then has become ruthless...... It's not easy to get your words, but with your help, it's better than tens of millions of warriors. ”

"Ruthless, who is the score, such a guy, kill 110 million, and I don't have a soft ......" Zhang Jin muttered, and by the way, he shook off Zhao Sanchun's support, although he was seriously injured, it was not to the point of asking someone to help him.

Zhao Sanchun's face was full of admiration, and he thought to himself, such a person is worthy of being called a hero, and if we only stand by their side, we will be honored.

At this time, in the Khan tent of the Kerebu Department, most of the people looked at the two of them talking and laughing in awe, and many of them were thinking, there are such martial and brave people among the Han people, and what kind of noble person will be a loyal person with such a warrior in the heavens.........

The envoys of the Mongol tribes were almost killed, and the seemingly heroic Mongol prince, after being smashed into that hard shell, revealed a cowardly inside, and still fell to the ground softly, recalling the horror of the moment of life and death, and even forgetting the anger and hatred.

I forgot that this is the sweat tent of the Kerebu, and how much face will he lose to his wise and martial father......

But no one cared about these anymore, the Han not only killed the Mongol envoys, but also killed Kasu in the Khan tent of the Kerebu Khan, no one knows, how will it end in the end, kill these Han people?

That was impossible, and most people were reluctant, compared to Genghis Khan Temujin, who had been sitting back and watching the Nabarians and the Kareh tribe fight, and had ill intentions, these Han Chinese not only sent the Tatars to help them fight, but also helped them defeat the Naibarbarians, and it can be said that they were the benefactors of the Kereh.

Even if the alliance fails, you can't kill these Han people and avenge Temujin's envoys, right? In that case, what has become of the Kreebe?

Many eyes have been turned to their Khan and their princes, waiting for them to make a final decision, and perhaps, this decision will also determine the future of the Kereb......

But before Wang Han's father and son could say anything, Mu Huali had already turned around, looked down at the miserable corpse on the ground, and kicked it.

Xiang Wang Han hugged his fist and sneered: "They destroyed the sacred duel under the witness of the Immortal Heaven, they used a despicable sneak attack to assassinate the warriors in the duel, this is really a shame for the Mongols, they are still the envoys of Genghis Khan Temujin, they disgrace the Mongols, they don't deserve to be called warriors......"

"And here there is even Kasu in the tent of the Khan of the Kerebe...... I cannot express my anger and contempt in words, but I think that I have understood what the Khan means, and that tomorrow morning I will lead all the Tatar and Han Chinese warriors out of the Kereh and report the matter to my master when winter comes, hoping that the Great Khan will not hinder him, or else...... It's just going to make the people around me happy......"

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