Chapter Ninety-Nine

Su Ying took a diagonal step and blocked the spear he had picked up. The man with the gun looked at the military uniform and seemed to be an adjutant, and he was looking at Su Ying with a murderous expression, "If you want to compete with the general, pass me first!" ”

"Okay!" Su Ying lowered her head and smiled, clenching the dagger. The surrounding soldiers all consciously moved out of a sufficiently spacious open space, leaving Su Ying and the young man behind.

Picking up the tip of the gun, he stepped forward and stabbed at Su Ying. A large area of dazzling snow white - these eye-catching guns trembled extremely beautifully, and Su Ying looked at his straight and straight spear without moving.

Seeing that Su Ying didn't move, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and suddenly the head of the gun changed direction and stabbed at Su Ying's lower plate.

"Where did you come to the conclusion that attacking from above would be dangerous?" Su Ying took a step to the right, and his gun stabbed into the air.

The speed was too fast, he couldn't stop for a while, and the moment he passed by, he exposed all his unprotected back to Su Ying's field of vision.

The corners of Su Ying's mouth were faintly hooked, and he was about to start, when suddenly, there was a sound of extremely fast sharp arrows breaking through the air from behind, and he could almost feel the strong wind - too strong!

Su Ying had to move his feet to avoid it, and gave up killing the young general.

"How about the two games between General Ben and Childe?" Su Ying turned his head and saw the Flying Dragon General holding a bow and arrow at him in the midst of the army.

Su Ying narrowed his eyes and said loudly: "The general's way of training is to meddle in the battles of his subordinates at will?" The battlefield is changing rapidly, you die and I die, and the general's approach is not only disrespectful to me, but also disrespectful to your subordinates! How do you let him command thousands of troops in the future? How to fight alone? How to convince thousands of soldiers who have conquered the city? ”

In the afterglow, the expression of the young man standing next to him changed again and again, and his lips turned gray.

Su Ying sneered and said, "Defeated, defeated!" ”

"Humph!" General Feilong snorted coldly, pulled out his bow and arrow from his back, and put it on the bowstring, "The affairs of this general's subordinates, don't worry about it for the time being!" Childe wants to suppress and instruct General Ben's military training method, so let's win General Ben first. As soon as the words fell, his fingers loosened, and the bow and arrow shot through the air.

Facing the bow and arrows head-on, Su Ying concentrated his mind and knocked the flying arrows away. The arrows that flew out plunged straight into the trunk of a nearby tree, and sinked into the tree for three minutes.

The general fired arrows again and again, and Su Ying also picked up his menacing arrows again and again.

After a few rounds, Su Ying was already standing within his five steps. Success was imminent, Su Ying narrowed his eyes - the effort of breaking the green silk was not light, and if he wanted to seal his throat with a sword, he had to master the target within five steps.

The Wyvern General in front of him drew his sword out of its sheath, and there was no fear in his eyes, and the cold light on the blade flashed, and the cold breath suddenly quieted the surroundings.

The flying dragon general held the knife in both hands, and slashed straight at Su Ying with a loud shout, the blade carried the wind, which showed the sharpness of his blade and the great power of his sword. Su Ying lowered his eyes and gathered all his thoughts, and faced the knife he had slashed.

At the time of the collision, Su Ying felt an invisible pressure, obviously the other party's knife was still beyond his imagination. I wanted the knife to stop three inches on my shoulder, but now, there is only one inch left in danger.

The other party gritted his teeth, the green tendons protruded on his forehead, and fine sweat flowed down the protruding wrinkles. Su Ying also gritted his teeth and used all his strength to fight against his increasing strength, but it was still beyond imagination.

I couldn't bear too much force, and my feet slipped back. The ground under Su Ying's feet was thinned by half an inch, and the shallow turf was uprooted. Su Ying's breathing became unsteady, and he couldn't help but be slightly distracted-

In the moment of distraction, the blade fell. Su Ying's strength resisted, but it was too late. The blade penetrates the flesh, although it is not deep, but it still hurts so much that people break out in a cold sweat.

The moment the blade entered the flesh, Su Ying picked up the dagger that was already stained with sweat in his hand, turned up his sleeve and turned the dagger horizontally, and forcefully plunged the dagger into the abdomen of the general in front of him with his whole arm.

This sword revenge, I will return it now.

There were exclamations all around, and the Wyvern General snorted, his body shook slightly, and the strength of the knife weakened a lot.

Su Ying also removed some of the strength to resist the blade, added it to the handle of the dagger, and pushed it hard—soft with resistance—straight into his abdomen, leaving only the handle.

But obviously, sitting in the position of this invincible Flying Dragon General, his strength is unexpected. He shouted angrily, raised his blade, and was about to cut it down again. Now Su Ying can't take the knife with the same strength just now.

Pressing all the bets in his hand, Su Ying used all his strength to pull out the dagger fiercely. His body stagnated slightly, his movements suddenly slowed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, Su Ying took a step diagonally back, avoiding the edge of the blade. The moment I took the step, I realized that my mind was spinning, and I could barely control my body.

It's a short moment, but it's already changing in an instant.

The falling blade sliced through Su Ying's placket, leaving a wound on his right shoulder and under his ribs. The wound was not deep, but Su Ying's current situation was that he could not tolerate any more blood loss - blood loss would make it difficult for him to concentrate.

With a low muffled snort, Su Ying wanted to add another to the general's neck and raised his hand, but he was helpless and couldn't do it, and he almost cut the epidermis, but it couldn't be fatal no matter what.

The physical strength was consumed too quickly, and the limbs were already weak, and even Su Ying himself was secretly surprised. If the heart doesn't retreat, I'm afraid it won't be able to retreat.

Unable to care about the Flying Dragon General anymore, Su Ying turned around to leave. But I heard the young general shouting: "He injured the general!" Let's go and kill this rampant thief! ”

Seeing that Su Ying was injured, the surrounding soldiers were about to move with their guns, and looked at Su Ying hesitantly. You can't panic at this time, once they see that they are panicking, everything will be over.

Su Ying endured the pain and continued to walk out with a slow pace, her eyes narrowed, and she still swept over the group of soldiers indifferently. Su Ying didn't dare to go fast, but she was actually anxious.

In the afterglow, I saw that the battle of Mingxuan over there was nearing the end, but I saw that he was also colored, and I didn't know if he was seriously injured.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain in his shoulders and back, Su Ying stepped on the soft turf step by step.

Dizzy and cold, but it must be perfectly hidden. The bloody breath in his throat hadn't subsided since he had been hit by the arrow earlier. Kankan repelled several soldiers who rushed up, and the dagger in Su Ying's hand was dripping with blood—his own blood.

Seeing that it was only seven or eight steps away from Ming Xuan, the tight strings were waiting to be loosened. Suddenly, a strong wind rose behind him, and Su Ying sighed badly, and was about to condense the residual medicinal power, but found that the surroundings were empty, and there was not much medicine powder left.

Su Ying smiled faintly and bitterly, thinking that no matter how powerful the medicinal powder is, it can't compare to thousands of troops, swords, swords, and real guns to play with you.

Turning around dangerously, he saw that it was the young general who had attacked.

A breath of unyielding anger rose from his chest, and Su Ying condensed all the remaining medicinal power on the dagger in his right hand, and stabbed it diagonally at the hand holding the gun.

The figure was extremely fast, and there was no time to dodge, he withdrew his hand and threw away the iron gun in his hand, shouted, and clenched his left fist and attacked Su Ying.

With a long sigh, Su Ying couldn't help but sarcastically mock that he was poor in donkey skills...... All he could do at this time was to turn sideways slightly, avoid important internal organs, and really eat his punch.

In the next moment, the pain in the chest and abdomen turned to fever, and the internal organs seemed to have changed positions.

After eating this punch in the lower abdomen, the body couldn't control the center of gravity and flew out diagonally. The blood in his chest was churning, it was hot, and the sweetness in his throat was extremely thick, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

In the chaos, it doesn't seem to have fallen to the ground again.

Su Ying pressed his chest with his hand, and opened his eyes with difficulty, only to see Ming Xuan holding himself with one hand, and holding a spear with red tassels flying horizontally in the other.

The bright yellow shirt was stained with dots of blood, especially the hem, and the original color was barely visible. The long hair was wet with sweat and stuck to the corners of his forehead, and the sweat melted away the ashes on his face, revealing his fair skin. The most shocking thing is that the wound on his shoulder seems to have been pierced by an iron spear, and it is extremely deep into the flesh, the wound is blurred with flesh and blood, and most of his shirt is dyed blood red.

In the middle of anxiety, his chest ached, his throat was sweet, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Badly hurt?" It seems that Mingxuan's complexion should be much better than his own, and his eyebrows are full of anxious care.

Su Ying couldn't speak, just clutched his chest and shook his head lightly.

Ming Xuan held Su Ying in his hand and slowly retreated. The army that had been in chaos just now had formed a formation again and was slowly approaching them.

Su Ying let out a long sigh...... A lot of people is a lot stronger.

Slowly, they had retreated to the edge of the cliff. Su Ying didn't dare to look back, for fear of seeing the thick clouds and blurred green under the clouds halfway up the mountain.

Ming Xuan stretched out his foot to pick up Yunshu Yaoqin, threw the spear out, caught Yaoqin with his empty hand, and said in Su Ying's ear: "Do you believe me? ”

Su Ying was stunned, with a sense of foreboding.

But in the face of so many people, how can it be said that Su Ying and Mingxuan are also grasshoppers on the same rope, Su Ying is really worried that saying "don't believe" is too hurtful to people's self-esteem, maybe Mingxuan will force himself to commit suicide by jumping off the cliff with him, but he is cranky.

So even though he was ten thousand skeptical and reluctant, Su Ying had no choice but to answer as seriously as possible: "...... Letter ......"

I prayed in my heart: Mingxuan, don't let me believe you in vain! If you dare to jump off the cliff with yourself, he promises to be a ghost in the next life-

"Ahh

The extremely unsightly screams echoed under the cliff, "But I didn't say I wanted to be martyred with you......"

The sound gradually faded away, and the soldiers on the cliff lay on the edge of the cliff You look at me, I look at you. No one would be stupid enough to take the initiative to chase down. This unprecedented battle, which left a deep impression on them, actually ended in this inexplicable and wonderful way.