Wang Heng just raised his eyes contemptuously and looked at Ying Han and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what His Highness has done when he summoned Wei Chen?"

Ying Han grabbed people's anger, and said in a suppressed voice: "Wang Heng...... Can you tell me what's going on? Now that the war has started less than a stick of incense, your heavy cavalry has been wiped out, and there is not much left of the heavy infantry, and your light infantry ........"

Ying Han paused for a moment, as if he was calming down his anger, and then said, "Look at how many of your light infantry are running away?

Wang Heng glanced at the battlefield, his originally trembling hands became extremely calm at the moment, and he said in a cold voice: "Your Highness, you just need to be your prince, how to use soldiers on the battlefield is my business!"

Ying Han was pushed by Wang Heng, and suddenly became angry, since he was born, except for the emperor, who dared to talk to him like this, pointed at Wang Heng with the horsewhip in his hand and said: "Wang Heng...... You are so bold, don't you want to live, dare you talk to me like this?"

Wang Heng snorted coldly: "Your Highness, now that things have come to this point, do you still regard yourself as a prince? After a while, the army of the thirteen princes will come over, you and I are both prisoners of the ranks, there is no difference, so don't put any princes on the shelf with me, I advise His Royal Highness the prince to have this time, it is better to think about it, how to cut yourself off if you become a prisoner of the steps!"

Ying Han pointed at Wang Heng and was speechless for a long time, and in a hurry, he pulled out the long sword directly from his waist, and was about to look at Wang Heng, Wang Heng took a step back, and several guards stepped forward, pulled out the waist knife from his waist, held Ying Han's long sword, and reached out to grab Ying Han.

Ying Han shouted: "What a big gut!" The long sword in his hand flashed with white light, directly cutting off the guard's waist knife, the long sword went down and cut several guards to the ground, and when he raised the long sword again and was about to slash at Wang Heng, the big man with the long axe standing behind him reached out and grabbed Ying Han's collar and pulled him off the horse.

Ying Han's long sword was picked back, only a crisp sound of "dang" was heard, and the long sword was directly blocked by the axe surface.

Ying Han shouted angrily, although Ying Han is also a cultivator, but compared to the third prince and the thirteenth prince, the gap is a bit big, and now it is only the Xuan Infant Period, not even the Golden Body Period, no matter how the big man behind him is said to be in the Soul Fusion Period, it is not difficult to deal with him.

"You...... Who gave you the guts to dare to do it with me?"

"I ......." Wang Heng looked at Ying Han coldly.

At this time, the big man suddenly threw down Ying Han, took two steps back, stood in front of him with a plate axe in his hand, and looked at the person in front of him vigilantly, the man with a group fan, rolled a pair of eyebrows that made people feel cold, and looked at the big man with a smile.

Wang Heng didn't know much about this man, he only knew that he came with Ying Han, when he sent the big man to Ying Han's side to protect Ying Han, Ying Han still looked very happy, saying that his safety was finally guaranteed, he always thought that this sissy had no ability at all, and now looking at the performance of the big man with a giant axe, it is obvious that this person is by no means as simple as it seems.

"Yo...... I said stupid big man, you have a lot of skills, even the prince dares to do it, see if the old lady doesn't tear you alive today......."

Ying Han got up from the ground, glanced at the big man who was called a stupid big man, and snorted coldly: "Yumei, kill him for this prince......."

The sissy known as Yumei gave Ying Han a wink, showed a mouthful of white teeth, and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness the prince, don't worry, if I tear him, I will tear him, if he dares to do something to you, today is a capital crime!"

Ying Han didn't look at this Yumei anymore, but moved his eyes to Wang Heng, and now Wang Heng's performance is equivalent to completely tearing his face with Ying Han.

Wang Heng ...... I didn't see that you had such the audacity to dare to do something with me, it seems that I can't spare you today!"

Wang Heng looked at Ying Han who was running towards him with a long sword, without a trace of fear, Ying Han was a cultivator in the Xuan Infant Stage, but Wang Heng was not a cultivator, but he was a martial artist, and he had entered the transformation realm, this martial arts master reached a certain extent, although the life span was not as good as that of a cultivator, but in terms of single-round combat power, it was not impossible to fight with a cultivator, especially in the face of a cultivator like Ying Han who had no combat experience, it was much better to win the situation.

So when facing Ying Han, he didn't seem to be flustered.

Yumei has been fighting with the stupid big man in his mouth, bursts of powder dance rose on him, this stupid big man dodged again and again, he didn't dare to inhale a little mist, this kind of thing can confuse people's minds, if it is really controlled by Yumei, then he will become a soulless walking corpse, the most terrible thing is that because he has no consciousness, he will be starved to death by him, that kind of pain he doesn't want to experience, before this he has seen how Yumei starved an opponent, the whole person was left with a piece of skin wrapped in bones, when the body was carried out, a little force, hands and feet were pulled down。

So he could only dodge, even if he touched the fog, he immediately held his breath and didn't dare to inhale a little, even so, a burst of dizziness made him frightened, and he retreated.

Wang Heng couldn't help frowning when he saw that stupid big man just blindly running away, Ying Han couldn't help but wrinkle when he saw Wang Heng fighting against him, and he still had the heart to look over there, and couldn't help but sneer: "You better take care of yourself, you still have the heart to care about others." ”

After that, the long sword shook, and a white light came straight to Wang Heng's chest, Wang Heng saw Ying Han's long sword and saw it in front of him, so he reached out and grabbed the long knife at his waist, and instantly pulled it out of the scabbard, with a touch of silver light from the bottom to the top, "dang", and raised Ying Han's long sword high, Ying Han didn't expect Wang Heng to have this hand, and was stunned for a moment, Wang Heng's long knife approached Ying Han's chest.

Ying Han hurriedly used his feet to exert force, and the person took a sharp step back, Wang Heng's long knife was an inch short, and it did not pierce Ying Han's chest.

Ying Han took advantage of the situation and twisted his body, wanting to get out of Wang Heng's long knife, but he didn't expect Wang Heng's wrist to twist, and the long knife was changed from a stab to a horizontal cut, and the long knife slashed at Ying Han's chest with the sound of the wind.

Ying Han hurriedly raised his long sword to block Wang Heng's long knife, but the moment the sword touched, Ying Han was directly penetrated by the power of Wang Heng's long knife, and he took three steps back before he could stand firm.

Ying Han hurriedly made a defensive posture, but Wang Heng's long knife was straight, but he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but stood in place and watched Ying Han.

"You...... How did you do that?" Ying Han was a little incredulous, Wang Heng was just a martial artist, he knew it, and in his opinion, it was impossible for a martial artist to fight against a cultivator.

Wang Heng sneered: "Your Royal Highness, you are a frog at the bottom of a well, this world is invincible if you are not a cultivator, there are many things you don't know......."

Ying Han took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, stretched out his hand to put away his long sword, and looked at Wang Heng coldly: "Good Wang Heng, I remember today's humiliation!"

Ying Han took the long sword, but he didn't pick up the long knife, but hung down his arm, and the long knife fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

Ying Han glanced at it, turned his head, walked over to his horse, helped the saddle and got on the horse again.

Wang Heng looked in the direction of the battle between the stupid big man and Yumei, only to see Yumei clasping the stupid big man's arm with one hand, and the seemingly soft and boneless arm was forced, and the stupid big man screamed, and a bloody arm was torn off by him.

Wang Heng only frowned, then turned around and returned to his position.

Xue Yutang and the Thirteen Princes sat on the high platform in the distance and watched the battle between Ying Han and Wang Heng, a little speechless, these two are quite a good match, this war has just reached the halfway point, and the two have already started internal strife, if this is put on the external battlefield, a little defeat, this war will be over.

"Brother Xue, what do you think?" the Thirteenth Prince looked at Xue Yutang with a smile.