Seeing each other's smiles, Fuchen also smiled.

At the moment when the opponent's knife fell, he hugged Shulun's feet with both hands, as if he was turning over on one side.

When such an accident happened, Shu Lun didn't react at once, and fell directly to the back.

Seeing Shu Lun fall backwards, Fuchen also let go of his hand, followed the opponent's body, climbed to the front, grabbed the opponent's hand and knife with his left hand, and pinched the opponent's neck with the other hand.

The rain fell from the sky, making Shu Lun unable to open his eyes, and although the scimitar held in both hands was almost on the back of the floating dust, it could not play its due role, and he couldn't move it at all.

Shu Lun had no choice but to let go of one hand and pinched Fuchen's neck, and the two were in a stalemate, with a lot of blood marks on their necks.

Under the anxiety, Fuchen wanted to grab the opponent's knife, after all, there is still a big advantage in having a weapon, thinking of this, he let go of the hand that pinched his neck, jumped up, and held the opponent's hand tightly with both hands, and at the same time, the neck also broke free from the opponent's hand.

Shu Lun was also unwilling to be robbed of the knife, and his other hand also followed, and the two fought in the mud for a long time, but as soon as the handle of the knife slipped, he broke free from the hands of the two.

Landed not far away.

At this time, the rain is also getting heavier.

Shulun wanted to go up and pick it up, but Fuchen chased after him, punched him in the back, and fell directly to the ground.

Fuchen jumped up, sat on the other party, and hit Shulun's head with the rain with his fist, hit him in the face, and hit him directly, and the blood and teeth flew out of his face.

Shu Lun turned his head to look at the straight wound in front of Fu Chen's body, and grabbed it directly, and the fingernails were broken to both sides, and the blood ginseng and rain flowed down from Shu Lun's hand.

"Ahh

Fuchen raised his head and roared at the sky, and the sound resounded through the two armies.

The colors of everyone on the city tower were a little ugly, and many people couldn't bear to see this scene.

After a loud roar, Fuchen raised his fists with both hands and smashed them downward, directly hitting the opponent's eye sockets.

Shulun's head was shocked, and he couldn't see things clearly, Fuchen raised his hand, and the other party's eye sockets were already extremely red, and the blood quickly necroticized, and then became swollen.

It hurt a little irrationally, and punched the other party's face one after another, until he was tired and panting, and then he saw that Shulun's face was no longer human, and there was no movement.

Both hands grabbed the other's hands in their flesh and threw them out.

Limped over to the scimitar, picked it up, and stuck it in Shulun's chest.

After taking a few greedy breaths, he raised his head, looked at the falling rain, his eyes were mixed with blood, and he raised his hands and wiped the hair from his face, but there were a lot of blood stains.

Let the rain fall on you, but you can't wash it away.

Looking at the enemy camp, he shouted angrily: "Come on!

A loud thunder sounded, but it did not hide the sound of floating dust, and the people on the city tower were immersed in shock. The old man of Chaoshen Mountain said heavily: "You disciples of Dongzhou Academy, it's really good!"

But no one is proud of it.

Dongfang Changge leaned on the wall of the battlement and shouted without hesitation: "Li Fuchen, you are fucking looking for death! Come back quickly!"

In the Canglan Prefecture camp, everyone was furious, and the black-robed old man turned his head to look at a young man, and said in a low voice: "Cut off his head!

With that, the young man slapped his whip on the horse and rode straight up.

Dongfang Changge saw it in his eyes, and when he wanted to speak, the other party had already come to Fuchen.

Fuchen wiped his hand on his eyes to make himself see more clearly, and as soon as he took his hand, he swung a whip towards his face.

He was stiffly whipped in the face, but Fuchen also reached out and grabbed the other party's whip.

Gritted his teeth, pulled back hard, and "Yu Yu" for a lifetime, the man and the horse fell directly backwards.

Because the man stepped on the stirrups, he could not break free for a while, and he was crushed under the horse, and the dust swooped up, regardless of the hammer.

The man was wise, with his hands on his head at all times, and his left foot coming out of the stirrup above.

After fighting for a while, it was all on the man's hand, and the floating dust was changed to hit the opponent's waist.

When the man saw this, he took a few blows, and then he put his right hand on the ground, and kicked his left foot on the horse's back, and after sliding on the ground for some distance, he also got off the horse.

But before he could get up, the dust swooped down again, and the two of them scuffled together in an instant.

But after all, Fuchen is still at a disadvantage, after all, the injuries on his body are too serious.

Soon the other party broke free! The two distanced themselves.

Originally, I didn't feel the pain, but when I stopped, my whole body hurt, especially in front of me.

Fuchen touched the torn clothes in front of him, the white underwear was already full of blood, and the whole front of his body was exposed, and the clothes were just hanging on it.

The blood was still slowly leaving along the wound, but fortunately, the coat was black and could not be seen, but the mud stains on the body were also stained red.

After the clothes on his body were soaked in rainwater, he became extremely heavy, and he simply took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing strong muscles on his body, but they looked either bloody or red and swollen, which was indeed extremely beautiful.

The other party also pulled out the knife on his waist, held it in his hand, and pointed straight at the floating dust, this knife is quite normal, the blade is straight, the tip of the knife has a curvature, there is a reverse edge, and the knife body is also engraved with patterns.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, and after the two were silent for a while, the man rushed up with a knife, and the floating dust also pulled his legs to meet him.

When he was about to get closer, the other party slashed down with a knife, and Fuchen bent down to dodge and slashed at the jade crown chosen by Sun Miaomiao, and the jade crown then split apart, and his hair was cut off a lot.

After dodging, the floating dust also came to the man's eyes, and with a raised left hand, his elbow hit the opponent's big arm, and the opponent's feet slipped and fell backwards for a long time.

Then he punched his right hand from the bottom to the top on the opponent's jaw, and fell directly into the mud, splashing muddy water.

Fuchen jumped forward, ready to punch the opponent, but the opponent still raised the knife in his hand slightly in a hurry.

Seeing this scene, Fuchen was still heartbroken after all, and continued to fight.

A punch struck the man in the forehead, and the knife passed through Fuchen's waist.

The dust bent over the man and fell on top of him.

Nan Jiayu looked at the knife facing the sky, which was full of blood, and subconsciously covered his mouth!

Dongfang Changge immediately shouted in grief: "Li Fuchen!"

Fuchen opened his eyes and closed them again, he was so tired, there was the sound of Dongfang Changge in his ears, and then the sound of the rain was mixed with the voice of Jin Ge Iron Horse, the voice of Xiaoqing and the old blind man, the voice of Sun Miaomiao, and the voice of the aunt's scolding.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, the rain was louder, and there was a huge pain in my waist.

Then he looked at the man below him, his forehead sunken, his head on one side, and his mouth full of blood.

Looking down at the source of the pain in his lower back, he saw that bright red blood was flowing to the ground through the knife.

I wanted to get up, but I inserted it deeper, endured the pain, squatted on the ground, and broke the man's hand with one finger at a time, and then stumbled to my feet.

When I stood up and wanted to pull out the knife again, it was even more painful, so I had to give up.

Looking at the rain-washed battlefield, I knew that I had survived.

Looking up at the place where the rain began, "Huh...... Ha...... Hahaha...... Ha ......" A miserable sound came out of the mouth of the floating dust, and the sound became louder and louder!

After laughing enough, Fuchen looked at the local camp for the first time, and shouted with a wry smile: "Come back if you have the ability......!

was originally relieved, but when he heard this, he scolded at Fuchen: "Li Fuchen, you little rabbit bastard, do you want to die so much? Go back and I'll beat you to death with my own hands!"

However, the floating dust who lost his mind did not hear it at all!

"Boom!" In the distance, a thunderclap lit up the entire battlefield, and Fuchen woke up violently.

And there was already another person on horseback on the other side.

Frightened, Fuchen looked around, ran in the direction of the horse closest to him, and regardless of the knife on his body, he turned over and ran in the direction of the city gate, and on the way, he saw his knife bent down and picked it up, and slapped a knife on the horse's ass, not daring to stop at all.

Fortunately, after the other party chased for a while, he stopped chasing, and Dongfang Changge also came to the city wall from afar to pick up his apprentices, and there were many people on the academy side who followed behind.

On the castle tower, everyone was not happy because of the victory, but their expressions were heavy.

In the end, it was the old man of Chaoshen Mountain who spoke: "Remember the two merits of Dongzhou Academy, and then write a letter to tell about the experience of this battle, plus the last time, 'Tiger Li Fuchen', spread all over Dongzhou!"

The two people in charge of remembering the merits in the back nodded heavily and retreated.

When Dongfang Changge came to Fuchen, Fuchen had already fallen on the horse's back, unconscious, and blood was still dripping.

Although it was raining and two people were defeated in a row, there was still no sign of withdrawal on the other side this time, but another person ran out on horseback.

Standing in front of the two corpses, waving a big knife in his hand, he pointed in the direction of the Iron Blood City Tower and shouted: "Canglan Prefecture Lancang Tianshan disciple, Xiaodong Heavenly Realm, Agudamu leads the Dongzhou genius!"

The middle-aged man of the Yuanxia faction was stunned for a while, straightened his waist and said to himself: "According to the agreement, it's time for our Yuanxia faction!"

Then he turned his head to look at the group of young people behind him, "Gran, you go, I want you not to lose to the people of Dongzhou Academy!"

Ge Lang clasped his hands into fists and said loudly to the middle-aged man: "According to the order of the elders of Chitai, Ge Lang will live up to expectations!"

After saying that, he stepped on the battlement, jumped down, drew his sword, and ran towards the battlefield!