Ao De abandoned the knife, and his fists moved, sealing Yan Sangtian's left palm with one hand, and punching Yan Sangtian's shoulder all the time; Yan Sangtian's palm knife appeared in time and collided with Ode's Shura fist once, Ode's left hand was fractured, but Yan Sangtian's condition was more serious, and his entire right arm hung down.

Yan Sangtian's injuries were a little serious, his strength had dropped by almost half a level, and what was even more worrying was that the strange internal strength that Ao De showed after abandoning the knife made Yan Sangtian's confidence that he had just built up with great effort collapse. Yan Sangtian's vigilance in his heart was greatly enhanced, and he knew that as long as Aode's internal strength and fist and foot skills were not under him, the more he who had already been injured would become, the more difficult it would be.

Now Yan Sangtian regrets the tactics he adopted, he didn't hurt the enemy much, but he brought too much damage to himself. Yang Zhi is really a character who makes people talk about it, starting from Gao Taiwei, I don't know how many people want him to die, but in the end it became a stepping stone for Yang Zhi and his gang. A wave of resentment welled up in Yan Sangtian's heart, and this anger turned into a kind of strength, which greatly improved Yan Sangtian's state, and for a while his fists and feet gained the upper hand.

Wu Song and Gao Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, Yan Sangtian was already at the end of the crossbow, although one left hand flew up and down, the actual power had been greatly reduced; Ao De's left hand was fractured, which did not affect the use of his left arm, and he retreated step by step under the infusion of true qi, waiting for the moment when Yan Sangtian was exhausted.

Gao Ziyu looked at the sky from afar, his face full of sorrow: "Wu Song, can I make a move?"

Gao Ziyu was worried about the reputation of the Shenxiao faction, whether it would be said that it would be said to be a stone; Gao Ziyu was worried about the opinion of Zhao Kai, the king of Yun, and worried about whether the city gate would catch fire and affect the pond fish, and he killed Yan Sangtian and was classified as Yang Zhi's side; Wu Song looked at Gao Ziyu and asked: "Why let go of such a good opportunity? Life is too short, there are too few opportunities to do what you want to do, and the influence of the Shenxiao faction is huge, in the eyes of anyone, you will advance and retreat with Senior Brother Yang, and you will not be in great trouble because you kill an enemy." ”

Gao Ziyu's face was full of sorrow when he heard this, Wu Song is not a person who likes to joke, so saying this can only show that in the eyes of outsiders, the Shenxiao faction is no longer involved. Gao Ziyu walked downstairs: "I've prepared for the worst, I'll go down and take a look." ”

"You, like me, are hard to die. Wu Song was not surprised, and he didn't plan to say anything, Gao Ziyu nodded as he walked: "Some things have to be tried, if they can be done, at least there are no regrets." ”

Ye Mengde had already been escorted to the side of the road by Xin Pu, and the onlookers also hid far away after the wind rose, Gao Ziyu's appearance was very abrupt, and it also brought a lot of pressure to Yan Sangtian; Yan Sangtian had been in Qinzhou for almost two months, so he naturally knew Gao Ziyu, and knew that this young Taoist priest with a lofty spirit was also a master of Yang Zhi's side. Yan Sangtian knew that there were still companions nearby, but with the martial arts of those companions, facing a character like Gao Ziyu was completely equivalent to zero, and at most he could only record today's events completely and report them to Taiyuan. 520

Yan Sangtian knew that the real dilemma was that he couldn't escape, even if Ao De and Gao Ziyu couldn't stop him, there must be other masters waiting for him in the nearby alleys. From the discovery of his identity by the other party, he was basically going to declare his trip to Qinzhou a failure, if Yang Zhi dispatched cavalry, even if he was a martial arts master, it would be impossible to escape. The only possibility is to kill Od in front of him, one life is worth one life, even if he dies, he can't be considered a loser.

Yan Sangtian's figure looked a little shaky under Aode's counterattack, he was already on the verge of life and death, and there was no way back; Yan Sangtian took a deep breath, took a step forward like a leisurely stroll, his body was like a ghost, he actually changed his body shape five times between square inches, stood on Odde's side effortlessly, and slapped Aode's back of the heart with a palm. With an angry roar, as if a lion was furious, Ao De didn't dodge, and slapped Yan Sangtian hard, and at the same time hit Yan Sangtian in the face with a backhand.

Aode's bones slammed and his face collapsed like golden paper, and Yan Sangtian's head had been shattered, and he could no longer see his original face clearly. Gao Ziyu lifted Ao De with one hand, and a pure internal force poured into Ao De's body, and scolded in his mouth: "I can't see that the poor road is coming, if you have to succeed in this ability, you are really looking for death." ”

Ao De took advantage of Gao Ziyu's true qi, Xiao Zhoutiandi's luck healed, there was no way to refute Gao Ziyu, so he had to let Gao Ziyu play; Ye Mengde understood from the noise of the crowd that Yan Sangtian was dead, pulled up the curtain of the carriage, and asked Xin Pu with a cold face: "Lord Xin, what else do you want?"

Xin Pu said with a smile: "Lord Ye, you are trying to kill me, it is really dangerous to have such an assassin by your side, is the dead guy threatening you, say it, the government will advocate justice." ”

Ye Mengde didn't even have the heart to get angry, the world regarded Yang Zhi as King Yun's sworn friend, so many years Yang Zhi has also been supporting King Yun Zhao Kai, is recognized as the number one general under King Yun;

At this moment, Ye Mengde's heart had a hint of enlightenment, but this flash of inspiration made him feel cold all over his body, and the Dingbei Army was able to be beautiful for a while, not because of Yang Zhi's 200,000 elite soldiers in Shaanxi; Yang Zhi's statement was to tell Taiyuan that this was the end. Ye Mengde knew clearly that if he wanted to continue tossing in the cracks, he had to get to know each other a little bit, and he couldn't force either party to the point of ignoring life and death.

With a light sigh, Xin Pu had already cleared a path in the crowd under the maintenance of a group of officers and soldiers, and gently waved the long whip on the handlebar, driving the carriage away; Ye Mengde was full of worries, although he glanced at the crowd a few times, he didn't see anything clearly, let alone Yang Zhi coming from the other side. As soon as the carriage came out of the crowd, it sped up and quickly moved away under Ye Mengde's urging; Yang Zhi watched the carriage go away, and did not approach Yan Sangtian's corpse, but said to Shen Chong beside him: "Jiang is still old and spicy, unlike us, when he wears an official robe, he becomes timid and does not dare to do anything. ”