The torches burned silently in the night, and as Niko accepted the challenge of riding alone, his samurai and Kitajima clan's private army also retreated at his signal, and the sparse Lala surrounded a 100-meter-square field for the two to fight to their heart's content.

At this time, the night wind in the mountains penetrated deep into the bone marrow and blew through Jingzhen's cold sweat. The physiological instinct of approaching the fight and facing death made him overdose of adrenaline, and the blood flowed all over his body again, and the strong vomiting and dizziness just now was temporarily out of the cerebral cortex.

"Although I have learned to ride, but Nizi Quanjiu has been fighting several times and has rich experience in actual combat, so there is only a dead end to fight against him on horseback, so I have to find a way to remove the war horse and turn to the ground to fight, so that it is possible to fight for a chance of life with swordsmanship."

Looking at the undisguised killing intent on the face of Nizi Quanjiu on the other side, Jingzhen's scalp was numb and intensified his analysis.

"And move quickly, don't hesitate, otherwise I will run out of strength in the spelling right away, and I won't have any hope."

Jingzhen made up his mind, so he hit the horse and rushed towards Quanjiu, and Quanjiu also easily greeted the horse. Jingzhen maintained a constant speed, silently calculated the distance timing, when the two sides were about to staggered the knife according to the conventional horse's head, the heart was ruthless, swinging the knife at their own horse's hips, and at the same time pulling the halter head to the mount of Nizi Quanjiu, and then bending the shoulders and neck, the body curled inward, and the lower limbs exerted force in one go, making a ball-like bounce off the horse's back to avoid the body of the horse that was crashed into a ball, and after landing, he rolled several times in a row and strode sideways, and re-lifted the fallen sword.

There was a loud "bang", accompanied by the neighing and exclamation of the horses, and the two half-ton war horses collided straight into a ball, which immediately made the defenseless Nizi Quanjiu suffer a big loss.

Although Nizi Quanjiu knew that Jingzhen had a lot of tricks, and he would definitely not be honestly cut down in the cavalry, he didn't expect that he would be so unmartial and decisively die with the life-heavy mount on the battlefield, so when Jingzhen hit his head, he had no time to react, and was thrown off the horse. Fortunately, he was wearing a full suit of armor and did not press his limbs and neck when he landed, except for dizziness and severe pain in his ribs.

Seeing that the two war horses struggled a few times and did not stand up, the two sides tacitly did not mention changing horses to fight again, but at the same time held the end of the handle with the little finger and ring finger of the left hand, and the little finger and ring finger of the right hand were close to the bottom of the blade, the tip of the knife pointed obliquely upward, and the body shape was lowered, like a mirror image to pose with a hand.

They have been practicing for many years, and they know that kendo duels are the first priority, and the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road. If you dodge and retreat at the beginning and lose your sharpness, you will inevitably be suppressed by the opponent throughout the whole process, which will be very disadvantageous. Therefore, as soon as the momentum reached the highest point, the two shouted in unison, and at the same time, Tang Zhu faced each other. But after all, Nizi Quanjiu is seven or eight years older than Jingzhen, and he has a lot of strength and strength, and while holding Jingzhen's blade and slowly pressing down, he still has the strength to whisper in Jingzhen's ear:

"Little ghost, if you have any other tricks, just use them."

"In a few moments, my knife will cut through your neck, just like those two children. By the way, their names are Wakamaru and Toramatsu, you know, I haven't fought for a while, and I inevitably got a little rusty when I wielded my sword, and I only cut off half of their necks, and they only wailed for a long time before they died. Before he died, he begged for mercy and called his parents again, which was really exciting. ”

"Of course, the thought that you're about to follow in their footsteps makes me excited and a little sorry. Growing up, you've always been my best toy! ”

"Growing up, the children in my family, no matter how old or young, were afraid of me, loyal to me, and following me, which really boredomed and boredom me. It's just you, obviously just a little ghost, obviously being repeatedly bullied by me, and still daring to question me, admonish me, and resist me, just like your annoying father, it really makes me feel heartfelt novelty and joy! ”

"After I threw you into the water three years ago, I was still worried when I heard the news of your amnesia, for fear that I would just play you badly. So when you were blessed by the gods, not only did you recover but you also gained a lot of wisdom, I was really happy during that time. ”

"So, please do your best to show your three years of growth, and then please me with your struggles, unwillingness, and despair, and don't let me down for so long."

Jingzhen was horrified when she heard this, and cursed in a trembling voice: "You are really perverted! ”

The two sides fought a few more times, Jingzhen was already sore and sweaty, on the other hand, Nizi Quanjiu was wearing armor and had more physical exertion, but he didn't see much of anything unusual except for more frequent and heavy breathing. Knowing that she couldn't continue like this, Jingzhen began to wander and dodge, reducing physical exertion while looking for flaws, but Nizi Quanjiu always strictly guarded and did not show flaws, but slowly encroached on Jingzhen's vacating space with force, forcing it to the edge.

Finally, under the lack of strength, Jingzhen was slashed by Nizi Quanjiu's robe, and was swept to the ground, rolling several times in a row, and the knife flew far away. Nizi Quanjiu was also tired of playing the game of cat and mouse, and without giving Jingzhen a chance to get up, he strode forward with a knife, preparing to cut off his limbs and then slowly humiliate him.

Looking at Nizi Quanjiu's stride approaching, Jingzhen's face was full of panic, but when he approached, he suddenly unexpectedly raised the sand that he was holding when he was rolling, and threw it towards Nizi Quanjiu's head and face. Who would have expected that Nizi Quanjiu had already taken precautions, raised his hand to block the dust, and said with a hideous smile:

"After suffering a loss, do you think I won't guard against your second move, go to hell and play tricks on your cleverness!"

Seeing Jingzhen's expression frozen, his eyes glazed over, his mouth slightly open, and his hands spread out on the ground without a trace of resistance, Nizi Quanjiu was about to swing the knife light, but unexpectedly, a bit of black light shot into his right eye from Jingzhen's mouth. said that it was too late, and the fragile eyeball was injured and suddenly made Nizi Quanjiu's slash lose his head, and Jingzhen also changed his appearance of waiting for death, and pounced on Nizi Quanjiu's knife-holding hand, and snatched the long knife when he was still struggling out of the sharp pain of his eyeball, and cut it down with death against the gap in the armor of his right arm.

The blood flashed, and Nizi Quanjiu's right arm fell to the ground in an instant amid the screams.

"It's a pity, I've already predicted your prediction."

He dragged the still screaming Nizi Quanjiu to the ground roughly, put the knife on his neck, and spit out the remaining sand in his mouth with two "bahs", and moved his tongue, which was slightly stiff from pressing the sand pills for a long time, before he could speak

Ignoring whether Nizi Quanjiu answered or not, Jingzhen shouted to the people around who were first dead silent and then chaotic.

"Nizi Quanjiu's life is here, you bring the crane over quickly, and then make way for me to make a speed. Whoever dares to catch up with him, I will kill him with one sword! ”

Seeing that everyone was looking at the head of the North Island clan and did not dare to move, Jing Zhen glared at him and shouted angrily:

"If you don't do it quickly, I'll let Nizi leave for a long time after five miles. But if you hesitate a little longer, wait for him to bleed and die, and we will all die in the wrath of the palace! ”

After a while, all of Jingzhen's demands were met.