The poem says:

The three armies are about to change for a while, who said that the prestige must be cheap?

There is no need to break the power and drive the punishment, and the benevolence can be turned into the hearts of the people.

Although Dugu Blood had done everything he had and slashed out his most confident sword, he still made the wrong choice.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that his abdomen was directly pierced by a shot, but at the moment of penetration, Duguxue's sword was actually broken from the middle, as fast as an arrow shot by a sword, and instantly pierced through the shoulder of Han Si on the other side.

Han Si snorted, grabbed the chain directly, and wanted to grab Duguxue's sword from his hand with his backhand.

Dugu Blood didn't give him this opportunity at all, but at a lightning speed, he followed the gun that pierced his abdomen to Han Si's face, and his left hand directly pinched Han Si's neck like a dragon going to sea, and then the five fingers exerted force at the same time, so that Han Si had no strength to resist for a while.

Han Xi's whole person seemed to have been fixed here, and it was a little difficult to even breathe, his whole face was already purple with his hands, although he wanted to lift the weapon in his hand, but he had no strength at all.

The strength in Duguxue's hand is also getting bigger and bigger, trying to pinch Han Si to death here, but Han Si didn't have the strength to resist, but suddenly stomped his foot fiercely.

Just this hard stomp turned the situation that was supposed to die upside down.

Because at this moment, the entire ground suddenly sank down half a foot, although the distance of the depression was not large, but at this moment it was enough for Duguxue to let go of his hand, and at the moment of release, even if he wanted to grasp it hard, it was too late.

With the help of such a short time, Han Xi quickly retreated, and the gun in his hand was pulled out fiercely, Dugu Blood only felt a stream of hot blood rushing on his chest, and then spit out wildly.

Dugu Blood covered his wounds with his hands, his eyes only felt a trance in front of him, but he knew that he couldn't close these eyes now, if he closed them, then he would definitely die, no matter what, he had to continue to fight the enemy with a breath, but at this moment he really didn't have the strength to stand up again.

"I just want to know why you came here to attack our base camp. Han Xi seemed to be asking Duguxue, and he was also asking himself.

"Do the way for the heavens, do you need a reason to kill you?" Although it was still difficult for Duguxue to speak, he still squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

Han Xi had some pity, slowly walked to Duguxue's side, and actually squatted down, his hands grabbed Duguxue's cheeks, showed a cruel smile and said: "Your kung fu is not bad, those friends outside of you will definitely die, I was just thinking, what kind of death do you want to choose?"

Duguxue didn't speak, but just coughed up another mouthful of blood from his mouth and sprayed it directly on Han Xi's face.

Han Sifei's mouth was full of squirts, his smile gradually became more hideous, and he had now filtered thousands of thoughts in his mind that could kill Dugu Blood.

Just as he was thinking, Dugu Blood didn't know when he grabbed the Autumn Mark Sword in his hand again, and at this moment, it directly pierced his throat!

It was supposed to be a must-win game, but it was all counterattacked by the Jedi!

Dugu Blood was almost seriously injured, and it was this light blow that really achieved the effect that killed him, Dugu Blood used all his strength, and after stabbing out this sword, he slowly fainted.

In the last moments of his passout, he glanced out the door, and he wanted to tell the people outside the door that he was fine, but his eyelids had not given him time to speak, and he had already closed and fainted.

At this moment, the Lone Sword Saint outside had also fallen into an extremely embarrassing realm.

Because at this moment, he has to face the two masters alone.

On the other hand, Zhang Zongyuan's side has completely suppressed the Sword Saint below, and even the Sword Saint has already hung several colors on his body.

There is no doubt that Zhang Zongyuan wants to kill the Sword Saint, it is only a matter of time, just this thought just came to mind, and in an instant, Zhang Zongyuan's sword has already penetrated the Sword Saint's chest.

Because the sword of the Sword Master was too domineering, he wanted to defeat the enemy with one move, but he was too anxious.

So this trick leads to some being too old, once this trick is used, then it is a sentence of his death, and the master fights, even if it is only half a second slower, you have already become a cold corpse, let alone use an old trick.

The sword master was pierced through his chest by this sword, and the sword in his hand remained in a half-raised state.

He had long known that he was not Zhang Zongyuan's opponent, and the reason why he continued to fight was just to maintain the dignity of his master.

His mouth kept spitting blood out, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes, as if he had to make a last move before he died, and he had to kill Zhang Zongyuan to close his eyes with peace of mind.

Zhang Zongyuan pulled out the sword in his hand fiercely, and kicked the person in front of him to the ground with one kick, but at the moment when he kicked down, the remaining masters in the scorching sun hurried over.

Surrounding Zhang Zongyuan in the middle, each of them had a longing for war written on their faces.

Because their goal at the moment is to be able to kill the person in front of them, and go to their young sect master to get their bounty.

The sect master once said that no matter who breaks into the ground, as long as he can kill the leader of the enemy, he can be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, although this batch of martial arts is a first-class master, and he doesn't care about this silver, but cares about the next sentence.

"I will become the guest of honor of my Burning Sun Sect, and I will also give you the position of deputy master!"

It is this sentence that makes a lot of first-class masters in martial arts fight for it.

Zhang Zongyuan quickly entangled with them, each of these dozen or so people's martial arts was not high, and there was more or less some tacit understanding, so Zhang Zongyuan couldn't kill it for a while.

Zhang Zongyuan set his eyes on the Lone Sword Saint, but the Lone Sword Saint did not look at him, because the two people in front of the Lone Sword Saint at the moment made him feel a strong pressure.

Because the person who seemed to be speaking like a god just now was the extremely famous "Mandarin Duck Double Knife" guest in the Assassin Organization!

The Lone Sword Saint's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he saw Lin Xiyu, a woman who had a relationship with each other.

"It seems that the old gentleman's martial arts are really high, and even he can't stop you. Lin Xiyu said with a smile The three of them stood opposite the Lone Sword Saint.

The Lone Sword Saint secretly calculated the strength of the three people in his heart, if Jiang Changhong's strength was a little lower than him just now, and he could barely resist it with the original Mandarin Duck Double Knife, then with Lin Xiyu in front of him, I am afraid he would really be unable to stop it.

He is very clear about Qiu Sheng's strength, and he can't do a head-on conflict with these people in front of him at all, Qiu Sheng's strength can fight with a few young generals to such a point, which is already his limit.

"Old sir, it seems that you know very well that the three of us have joined forces, and you are afraid that you will not be our opponent. ”

Lin Xiyu didn't expect that before he finished his sentence, the Lone Sword Saint actually came to them at a lightning speed.

"Sword Three, Wuji!" A roar came out, and the power of the third sword instantly poured out from the body, in fact, this third sword has always been divided into two levels.

If you use it normally, the name of the third sword is usually called Jue, and this sword can only have a great effect on a certain person, but this time he doesn't want to have a great effect on one person, he wants to use this sword on three people at the same time.

The reason why the name is infinitely infinite is that the sword of the Lone Sword Saint is infinitely long and infinitely far!

This sword seems to be the embankment of the Yellow River bursting for thousands of miles, and the flood rushes out from one point at this moment, surging down with unstoppable force.

The three of them also sensed the danger at the same time, and at the same time used their strongest move, can the sword of the Lone Sword Saint be blocked?

The answer is obviously no, even if the three of them fight alone, no one is the opponent of the Lone Sword Saint, but the three of them join forces to make the strongest blow at the same time, but it is not something that the Lone Sword Saint can resist.

He was instantly shocked and took dozens of steps back, his palms were slightly numb, and he just felt that the qi and blood in his chest were surging, but he took a deep breath and lowered his blood pressure.

The Lone Sword Saint looked at the three people who rushed up at the same time, and suddenly burst out laughing, and then the sword in his hand slashed out again, and finally slowly pronounced an extremely terrifying name.

"Sword Four, Eternal Evergreen!" Just after this roar, where the sword in his hand swung over, there was a burst of breath of life, and this breath directly penetrated all the true qi defenses of the few people in front of him, and went straight to their internal organs.

It seems that tens of thousands of insects have instantly burrowed into their internal organs, and if they bite indiscriminately, then they will definitely die extremely miserably.

But the three of them also slashed out a sword, and the moment the sword in the Lone Sword Saint's hand collided with the three of them, although the true qi was transmitted into their bodies through the weapons in their hands, the concussive power in their hands also directly shook the Lone Sword Saint and pushed it away.

This burst finally made him unable to suppress it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The three of them also stopped attacking the quick luck at the same time, and the true qi wanted to suppress the internal organs and deprive them of the power of life.

Fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on the foreheads of several people, and no one continued to move forward, but the situation of the Lone Sword Saint was not optimistic at the moment.

Because the sword just now almost consumed his seven success powers, he took advantage of this short period of time to quickly transport his true qi, and his whole body quickly ran several times.

I felt that the energy consumed had recovered a lot quickly, but it still did not recover to 40% of its heyday.

The two eyes of the Lone Sword Saint narrowed slightly, held the sword upside down in his hand and slowly lifted it, at this time, Zhang Zongyuan finally got rid of the entanglement of several people, killed them all, and quickly came to the side of the Lone Sword Saint, the two stood side by side, staring at the three people in front of them with cold eyes, and finally they opened their eyes.

The person with the Mandarin Duck Twin Blades was the first to open his eyes, perhaps because of the double knives he used, which caused him to have less power in his body, so he opened his eyes first.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Changhong also opened her eyes, Lin Xiyu also opened her eyes, she slowly stroked her face, and the corners of her mouth showed a look of disdain.

"I'm sorry to tell you two of you, now the Lone Sword Saint is just the end of the crossbow, you Zhang Zongyuan, how can you be the opponent of the three of us, now I advise you to surrender quickly, maybe I can spare you from dying. ”

The Lone Sword Saint and Zhang Zongyuan looked at each other and smiled, because both of them knew that no one would do such a thing, even if they died on the battlefield.

But if you want the three of them to surrender, begging for mercy will never be possible, and it is better to die standing than to live on your knees.

Their war is about tens of thousands of lives on the border, and their victory will mean saving tens of thousands of lives.

(This story is produced by Zongheng Chinese Network, supporting Zongheng genuine reading)

(End of this review)