Shen Mo didn't enter again, he only stared at Ning Feiyang, who was lying on the ground and injured, and raised the long sword in his hand to the top of his head.

I don't know who shouted behind him: "Marshal wins!" Nanshao is invincible! Immediately, all the soldiers shouted in unison: "The marshal wins, Nanshao is invincible!" I don't know how many southern troops came to attack, tens of thousands of people or even hundreds of thousands of people who stretched for several miles shouted together, and the sound shook the valley tower, and also sank into the hearts of the soldiers of the eastern army, and they began to feel frightened.

After Han Yuan helped Ning Feiyang to retreat to the camp, seeing that the situation was greatly unfavorable to our army, he gritted his teeth, picked up his silver spear and roared: "I'm on!" After speaking, he wanted to cross the horse and go to face Shen Mo again. Ning Feiyang grabbed him and said weakly: "Don't go, you are not his opponent!" "Even he can't resist it, Han Yuan will only lose one more game if he goes on again.

Su Ping also said on the side: "Otherwise, although my martial arts can't compare to that southern thief, if he is allowed to destroy my army's heart like this, how will I fight in the future?" We can't lose if we lose. ”

Ning Feiyang was silent, he also understood what they meant, but if they fought hard, I was afraid that they would only be poisoned by Shen Mo. With his martial arts, he may be able to save his life, but whether it is Han Yuan or Su Pingshang, it will only be his life. In a moment, Su Ping had already impulsively stepped onto the horse, holding a spear and about to rush forward, Ning Feiyang was so anxious that he shouted: "Su Ping, no!" But after the words came out, there was a pain in the chest, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the legs and feet were no longer weak to fall straight to the ground, and the new injuries and old injuries invaded at the same time, and they couldn't hold it anymore.

Fortunately, Han Yuan's eyes were quick and he held his fallen body.

Ran Qing, who was standing on the castle tower, couldn't help but exclaim, and her feet took a step forward, because everyone's attention was fixed on the battlefield, and no one heard what the call she was holding in her throat was. Xiao Nai grabbed her leaning body, and only then did she stabilize dangerously and did not plant the tower.

Others didn't hear it clearly, but Xiao Nai beside her heard it clearly, she shouted: Big brother!

When it comes to the critical moment, people will have an instinct, and the big brother who just called is sincere. And the predicament under the city tower, at this time, no matter how resourceful she is, she has no way to deal with Shen Mo's peerless martial arts for a while. She knew that the first battle of Shen Mo sent by the South Vietnamese Chen faction was to play a deterrent role, and first let Shen Mo's martial arts deter the three armies, whether it was against the enemy or herself, it was to defeat the other party psychologically.

This move attacks its heart, and the South Vietnamese dust makes it wonderful.

It's a pity that the Eastern Army has no one to fight except for Ning Feiyang's martial arts, which can be slightly countered by Shen Mo. Even if Xiao Nai is strong in martial arts, even if he dares to fight, he will definitely not be able to win the other party, if Ling Mo is there, and if Ling Mo is not injured, he may be able to compete with him.

Who else is up to the challenge? This is the question on everyone's mind. Suddenly, a light flashed in his blue brain, unless...... He can come out.

As soon as the thought started, I saw the green shadow flashing in front of me, and a figure shot down like an arrow from the city tower, only to see the green clothes flying, and when I looked at it again, the blue figure was already standing in front of Ning Feiyang.

Dye Qing could almost imagine Ning Feiyang's surprised expression at this moment, because if she was not easy to face, I am afraid that she couldn't help but be surprised, just thinking of him appearing. Indeed, Dongyun no longer has anyone to fight, except for him, as long as he can make a move, Shen Mo will no longer become an unclimbable mountain for the enemy army.

Xiao Nai asked in his ear, "Who is that?" He had been in the barracks for many days, and he had never seen this person, just by looking at the light skills that flew down, he could see that this person's martial arts were extraordinary. Dye Qing shook his head and didn't speak, not knowing that he was also holding his breath and staring at the situation on the field at this time.

His sudden appearance may be suspicious to many people, but Ning Feiyang is the only one who seems to have taken a reassuring pill.

Shen Mo shouted and asked on the other side, "Who is here?" Get your name in! The cold gaze stared at the man in Tsing Yi who suddenly appeared, he had a silver mask on his face, and he couldn't distinguish the identity of this person, but as soon as he appeared, the whole aura changed, and from the breath, he knew that this person's martial arts were not weak. I can't imagine that there is such a number one person hidden in the Eastern Army, is he Yi Qing?

The corners of the lips under the silver surface are slightly curved upward, showing arrogance. Ning Feiyang put his hand against the wound, and Han Yuan helped him to Mr. Silverface, and said loudly: "He is my Dongyun Silver-Faced General, Your Excellency can have a good relationship with me again." "All the generals behind him are puzzled, Silver-faced General? How they never saw it.

Shen Mo heard Ning Feiyang threaten to challenge, and he also intended to test the skills of this silver-faced man, so he greeted him as soon as his legs clamped the horse's belly. This silver-faced general in green clothes didn't want to mount, but just drew his long sword and fought against it. One was on the horse and the other was under the horse, which was originally a situation in which Shen Mo had an advantage, but it seemed to be surrounded by the sword momentum of this silver-faced general, and the advantage turned into a disadvantage.

Because the silver-faced general could attack him from the bottom, but he could only attack his upper body, Shen Mo flew down from his horse as soon as he groaned, and fought him in a fair duel on the flat ground. The master has made a move, often in a flash, and there are no less than 30 moves, and the two actually fought to a hundred moves, and there was still no victory.

I was secretly surprised in my heart that there were still people in this world whose martial arts skills were comparable to him. And after these many moves, he hasn't explored the other party's skills until now, it seems to be endless, endless. The more he compared, the more frightened he became, Shen Mo had almost never met an opponent like this since he became an adult. In the whole world, there should be no more than three people who can match his martial arts, and this person's swordsmanship is exquisite, and he can't see what kind of path it is.

After exhausting his internal breath, he knew that he had met a master, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement in his heart, since he was involved in the dust of South Vietnam, he was entangled in military affairs every day, and he couldn't meet any tough opponents at all. has made meritorious contributions all the way, he has reached a state of numbness, how can ordinary generals be his opponents.

Today, he finally met his opponent in chess, which aroused the bloody murderous aura in his bones.

The sword in his hand swung faster, but the sword of the silver-faced general was like a shadow, he was fast and he was fast, he was slow and he was slow, always on par with him. Suddenly, a sword flower was pierced out in front of him, and Shen Mo's eyes were flashed by the sword light, but it was just a moment of stunned, maybe only a second, and when he shook his eyes, he saw that the other party's palm had slapped his chest, unstoppable, unstoppable!

"Bang", a sharp pain in his chest, in that maybe a second, Shen Mo knew that he was definitely going to be hit, and the sword in his hand also stabbed out in an instant, pointing at the silver mask, he wanted to see who this person was.

Shen Mo is desperately in danger of being slapped, and he also wants to see the true face of this person. Because of the similarity between the moves, he seems to have done something with this person. No matter how strange the moves of the silver-faced general are, martial arts lies in the foundation, and the moves can be ever-changing, but there is only one kind.

Seeing that the sword blade had already pointed in front of his face, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he knew the other party's thoughts, and quickly swept back. But in the end, he was still a step slower, and the tip of Shen Mo's sword slashed through the lower part of his mask, because of the addition of sword qi, his face was slightly stinging, if it wasn't for the fast flash, I am afraid that not only the mask would be cut, but his face would also be cut.

Ning Feiyang exclaimed: "Be careful! There was horror in his voice, and there was even more worry.

Shen Mo propped up the ground with the tip of his sword, raised his eyes to look at the silver-faced general, his eyes flashed with disappointment, although the sword cut off half of his mask, but only under his nose, and most of his face was still hidden behind the mask. In other words, the sword that he just fought in exchange for a palm did not hurt this person at all. But he had a sharp pain in his chest, an itchy throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

This one, he lost!

On the city tower, Xiao Nai's face changed again and again, and his hands clenched into fists, so he couldn't help but not call out the word "head". This was the first time he had seen a head injury, and he was still defeated by someone else. His eyes were fixed on the silver-faced general in green clothes again, and he asked Dye Qing in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Who is he?" Martial arts are so powerful. ”

Dye Qing was silent, but his heart was surging. He finally couldn't help but make a move, he was silent for so long, hidden behind his back, and on this day, he still stood up for his family and country and for the sergeants. Under the bright and clear, only when he goes to that station can he show the spirit of dominating the world, and he was born to be the king of this world.

Ning Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief, the danger just now scared his heart to jump out.

The victory and defeat have been decided, and the Eastern Army and the Southern Army have won one game each.

Someone in the rear of the Southern Army walked up to Shen Mo and whispered, Shen Mo's expression did not change, he only glanced at the man with half of the silver mask on this side again, and then raised the flag and said: "Retreat ten miles, fight again tomorrow!" The line was neatly lined up, a way was made in the middle, the marshal and the general took the lead, and the other soldiers followed, slowly and methodically, withdrawing their troops.

The Eastern Army looked at the retreating formation silently, and their hearts were heavy. This posture alone has to admit that Nanshao has become a military power. There are kings who know how to govern the country, understand military affairs, and know strategy, sitting in the camp; has Shen Mo, who has peerless martial arts, as a pioneer marshal; It is supplemented by a strict and disciplined army; There is a strong economy as the backing, such a Nanshao, who dares to underestimate it now?

No wonder Xiliang will be destroyed in such a short time, this is not luck, this is strength.

Dye Qing squinted his eyes, looking at the distant Southern Army, and was very worried in his heart.

In today's battle, although the victory and defeat were half the same, Ning Feiyang was seriously injured, and Nan Yuechen had not yet appeared, he was the real core of the Southern Army. Unless......

After all the southern troops retreated, the generals of the eastern army also came to the city gate. Dye Qing's gaze couldn't help but fall on the man, only half of the silver mask, which could no longer cover all of his face, and the only exposed lower half of his face, others may not be able to see it, but she recognized it at a glance.

It wasn't the purple wolf's face, it was his.

As if he had sensed it, Mr. Silverface also happened to look up at the castle tower.

Across the barren open space in front of the city gate, one looked up and the other looked down, and their eyes met in mid-air, and sparks were sparked.

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