"The king, the last general Pu Chari, is willing to fight with the warriors of the Song people." In the Jin army, at this moment, a tower-like man stood out, almost one meter nine in height, his whole body muscles were pierced, his face was fierce, and his voice was like a bell.

This Jin man, finally changed his name, two consecutive battles, so that the Jin army soldiers put away their contempt for the Song people, and finally began to get serious, this time out of a Meng'an, Meng'an is also the establishment of the Jin army, equivalent to the position of brigade commander. The positions of the generals of the Jin Army are almost all ranked according to their strength, and it is impossible for them to have a corpse vegetarian meal.

"Okay, Pu Cha Ri Meng'an, don't fall into the prestige of my Dajin warrior." Jin Wushu looked at Bai Yan and the others at this moment, with a fierce look in his eyes.

That Puchari, walking into the ring, the wooden ring could barely bear the weight of Puchari, and it was rattling.

When it was his turn to play, Bai Yan rolled up his sleeves and was about to go on the field to do it, but saw Zhou Tong holding him.

"Bai Yan Xiaoyou, this one, let the old man go. The old man hasn't done it for a long time, and he has seen what this invincible golden man is capable of. Zhou Tong grabbed Bai Yan and said.

"Master, no, you're getting old." Bai Yan is not worried about Zhou Dong going up, after all, he is already a person who is over the age of old, even if he is good at kung fu when he is young, but after all, he is not forgiving people at his age, and he fights for life and death.

"Bai Yan Xiaoyou, although I am old, I have three punches, and there are not many people in the world who can block these three punches. Bai Yan Xiaoyou, don't persuade me again, as a martial artist, if I can die in the ring today, I can achieve the greatest Tao in my heart. Zhou Tong held Bai Yan's hand and said.

Master Zhou Dong was bent on seeking the Tao, and Bai Yan was inconvenient to stop him, so he let go of his hand.

The soldiers of the Jin Army, when they saw that the person who stepped into the ring was actually a white-bearded old man, they couldn't help laughing, saying that there was no one in the Great Song Dynasty, and they actually sent an old man to come up and send him to death.

Jin Wushu smiled and glanced around Song Daodao: "But is anyone willing to gamble by example?" ”

The captured Song people were all hiding behind, and at this moment, a young man's voice came, although immature but firm: "I am willing to live and die with the old man." ”

It's actually Zhao Ziyan, it seems that the princes and grandsons of the old Zhao family are not all waste. Then Zhao Ji and Zhao Heng, the two soft eggs, father and son, make a clear side, and simply let him abdicate. Bai Yan couldn't control it again and began to think crankily.

The tower-like Pu Chari Meng'an, watching a white-bearded old man actually go into the ring, without holding a blade, facing himself with his bare hands, Pu Chari suddenly became angry, and felt that the Song people were humiliating themselves: "Old man, this is the ring, with my fist, you will die, and another one can fight." ”

At this moment, Bai Yan even felt that this golden man Pu Chari was quite cute.

"This is the ring in the army, today is not only superior, but also life and death, I am old, but I can withstand a few punches, the general should not be despised ." Zhou Tong said abruptly.

Na Pu Chari Meng'an dropped the iron shovel in his hand, and said quite boldly: "It's okay, then I don't need this blade, but I want to see if you, an old man, can resist my iron fist." ”

"Please." Zhou Tong clenched his fists.

Pu Chari snorted, like a thunderclap in mid-air, and his body was like a big mountain rushing towards Zhou Dong, and a big fist of sand smashed against Zhou Dong's face.

Zhou Tong stepped across the horse and punched the fist, fist to fist, the two fists intersected, there was actually a muffled thunder, hidden or occasional, Bai Yan seemed to hear the sound of broken bones, and at the same time, Pu Chari's complexion had changed greatly.

Before Pu Chari could react, he saw that Zhou Dong had already stepped forward, a simple hook, Pu Chari's body weighing more than 200 catties, actually rose into the air, Zhou Dong leaned closely, and then took two steps forward, a straight fist, Pu Chari's body flew out, in mid-air, Pu Chari's mouth and nose spurted blood, and then smashed heavily into the ring, dusty, Pu Chari twitched twice, and then there was no movement.

A simple three punches, a horse step punch, a hook box, a straight punch, the road to simplicity, back to basics, an old man of the Song people in his seventies, killed Jin Jun Meng'an in seconds.

The soldiers of the Jin Army who watched the battle were silent, and the golden vulture was pale.

The young man Zhao Ziyan clenched his immature fists and cheered loudly: "Old man, mighty!" ”

However, at this moment, Fu Zhou Tong, the master in the ring, suddenly spurted out a stream of blood and fell to the ground.

Bai Yan was shocked, rushed into the ring, and picked up Zhou Tong, but saw that Zhou Dong's face showed abnormal flushing, and the corners of Zhou Dong's mouth were bleeding, but his expression was still free and easy and smiled: "Bai Yan Xiaoyou, the old man still underestimated this golden man." The old man is very strong, although no one in the world can stop my three punches, but the old man's body is no longer able to bear it. ”

"Master, don't speak, I'll take you down to heal." Bai Yan held Zhou Tong in his arms and grabbed Zhou Tong's hand.

"Do you understand my three punches?"

Bai Yan nodded, Zhou Tong smiled, smiled with great relief, and then struggled to pull Bai Yan, who wanted to check his injuries, and said: "Don't do anything meaningless, these three fists have been held in the old man's body for many days, and today, they can be used, and the old man will die well." Bai Yan Xiaoyou, the imperial court can't count on it, whether you are a human or an immortal, if possible, take me to the people of the Great Song Dynasty and go home, okay? ”

Following the direction of Zhou Tong's finger, Bai Yan saw those Song people trembling under the Jin people's butcher's knife.

"Okay." Bai Yan replied.

Zhou Tong smiled, closed his eyes, and lowered his arms.

Zhou Dong in his arms weighed less than seventy kilograms, but Bai Yan was holding it in his arms, it was extremely heavy, Bai Yan held Zhou Dong's body and handed it to Lin Chong.

Lin Chong burst into tears, put Zhou Tong on the ground, and then kowtowed respectfully three times, one day as a teacher and a father for life, Yan Qing also bowed under the support of Master Li.

Bai Yan walked in front of Zhao Ziyan expressionlessly, took Zhao Ziyan's hand, and walked back to the main formation, and the soldiers of the Jin Army were silent and did not stop him.

"Do you want to fight?" On the stage, Jin Wushu looked at Bai Yan with a cold face.

"Of course." Offstage, Bai Yan's eyes only had pure perseverance, staring at Jin Wushu.

"Where is my warrior of Dajin?" Jin Wushu stood up violently, and roared like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests.

"Well, but by the king's orders." Under the stage, all the Jin Army Tongling responded in unison, and there was a sound of armor and blades colliding.

"After Yan Zongbi, I want to fight a hundred, and I want to take the people of the Great Song Dynasty home." Bai Yan was burning with infinite battle intent in his chest and abdomen at this moment, and called Jin Tuwu's real name.

"Haha, okay, as you wish. All the fierce peace, all the Mouke, out of the ranks. Jin Wushu laughed angrily, and with an order, a group of golden warriors who were like wolves and tigers surrounded Bai Yan.

"You, who are willing to bet for this battle." Wanyan Zongbi looked coldly at the captured Song people in the audience, and everyone was silent.

Wanyan Zongbi looked at the quail-like Song people under the stand with disdain, and then looked at Bai Yan with a smile.

At this moment, the young man, Zhao Ziyan, gritted his teeth and stood up, walked in front of the Song people and said, "Everyone, retreat at this moment, where is the dignity of my Great Song Dynasty." I swear in the name of the blood of Taizu, I, Zhao Ziyan, am willing to live and die with everyone, and those who are willing to gamble with their bodies will stand with me. ”

This Zhao Ziyan is not bad, but he was sensational for a long time, and the only few singing and dancing women stood beside Zhao Ziyan, as well as a large number of Song officials and hostages, like quails, their heads shrunk into their necks.

Bai Yan thought to himself, hey, this Zhao Ziyan has insufficient Zhao content, and his appeal is limited.

Bai Yan's mind turned, and he secretly activated the tactical component of the Tianji system, and an illusory three-dimensional image of the angry King Kong appeared behind Bai Yan.

"Immortal Chief, sure enough, it is Immortal Chief, I am willing to make a bet." Zhao Ji and Guo Jing stood beside Zhao Ziyan in a row, and then, all the Song officials and hostages who had been plundered came over in a swarm.