With one punch, he had the upper hand against Yang Guang.

Within three punches, it can end in a draw.

Five punches, Shi Jike gradually lost his defeat.

Six punches, both arms are wasted, and inch by inch bursts.

Seven punches, Shi Jike died.

And Yang Guang is fine, and it is still okay to fight seven more punches.

Shi Jike vs. Yang Guang, this battle was undoubtedly his defeat.

Even so, the ending is predictable, Shi Jike's invincible heart is still burning and will never be extinguished.

He was able to take this step again, not because of his talent and opportunities, but because he thanked him for his invincible heart.

Compared to Qin Chuanxin, he may not be as talented as him, but now, the two of them have gone far away, and Qin Chuanxin has long been difficult to match.

Pondering, reaching out, another punch, and as a result, it was still the same.

Yang Guang refused to give up, and came with momentum again.

"It's not easy for you to get to this point again, but your luck is not good, against me, I want to see how many punches you can take. ”

Yang Guang said as he said, and the two fists touched again.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as Shi Jike's conjecture, in a draw, the distance between the two exited was about the same.

Then comes the beginning of the real nightmare.

Yang Guang was like a meteor falling from the sky, smashing away this Shi Jike angrily.

At this moment, an arm-thick arrow slashed through the air, with a sound barrier, and headed towards Yang Guang.

With this thing, he didn't dare to fight hard, collide with fine iron with his flesh, unless he was a fool, such a stupid thing, he wouldn't do it.

"Fortunately, I caught up, otherwise the sin would have been great. ”

One person followed, muttered, and his figure turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed out again.

Then, I held the arrow in my hand and used it as a weapon, not to mention, it was quite easy to use, and the strength was just right.

He slammed it and directly pressed Yang Guang to the ground.

Standing in the air, he said:

"Soldier Saint Changqing, come to help. ”

It was called a mighty and domineering one, but the next burp completely ruined his image.

Mo Zizhai looked at him with a helpless expression, he really didn't have anything to do about it.

Fight, he is a soldier saint, if he does it, he is not asking for hardship.

Let's say, people don't talk to the horn so much, the gentleman doesn't move his mouth, this sentence is useless to him.

If you don't agree with each other, you will start a war, and in the past, he did not suffer less from the Soldier Saint Changqing.

Everyone is fighting in full swing, risking their lives, so it's better for you to sneak out to drink.

Is this a human thing?

"Changqing, do you want to stop the widow too?"

Below, Yang Guang stood up, stared at the soldier saint and spoke, his tone was unusually cold.

"Your Majesty, it's not the Great Sui now, the Great Sui, and it will never come back. ”

The soldier saint sighed and spoke.

"My lord, did the two of them ever know each other?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Ji Shaoweng asked Mo Zi Zhai Dao.

These secrets of the world, he understands that there is no way to compare with Mo Zizhai, after all, he was born in that era, of course he understands.

Ji Shaoweng is different, since he can remember, it is this troubled era, the Great Sui has sunk, and there is wolf smoke everywhere.

He also rose in which era, with the help of Mozi Zhai, entered the Mo family, became a guard, moved the world, entered the rivers and lakes, and shocked an era.

"It's all fate. ”

Mo Zizhai also sighed and said.

"The two of them, not only acquaintances, were once monarchs and ministers. ”

He said again, one word broken.

"At that time, the soldier saint Changqing was already a great general on the Wei Zhen side, holding hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, guarding the desolate land in the northwest. ”

There is such a thing, who would have thought that now the Soldier Saint would also serve the tyrant of the Great Sui.

It stands to reason that when the land sank in the Great Sui Dynasty and the building collapsed, Changqing, as a general, was not a soldier saint at that time, and should have lived and died with it.

Even if there isn't, the best one is to live incognito and live this life.

In him, this is not the case, not only did he have nothing, but he also became a generation of soldiers who were the world's most powerful.

On the contrary, this sentence sounds simple, but when it comes to doing it, the difficulties encountered are unimaginable to others.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come to that point. ”

Before Ji Shaoweng could speak, he heard Yang Guang gritting his teeth and saying, the hatred in his heart was indescribable.

"You are wrong, at that time, everything was a foregone conclusion, and no one could change it. ”

Bing Shengchang said, not salty, not light, not angry, just stating the facts.

"And what are you doing today?"

No matter what Yang Guang said, he was also a former emperor, so he quickly calmed down and spoke.

In the face of this person, he did not dare to relax, and his horror was clear.

"Please also ask Your Majesty not to be obsessed with this matter and not to get involved in this matter again. ”

Changqing said.

Although he still calls Yang Guang His Majesty, he just thinks of his past feelings, and now he really can't afford this kind of title.

This title, on him, can only be a title, and has no rights at all.

The king of the dead country, how can he be called Your Majesty.

"You're ordering me?"

Yang Guang said unkindly, in his heart, even if the Great Sui is dead, he still thinks that he is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, he can command the world, majestic and natural, and no one can disobey.

"So what?"

Bing Sheng said, the current scene, the two are destined to be unkind, and a battle is inevitable.

Since this is the case, there is no need to say more polite words.

Yang Guang too, after a short silence, went straight to work.

The chains that condensed the murderous aura rattled, as if they were a life talisman, with a terrifying might, unceremoniously, without any mud and water, and directly took Changqing's head, and it was a killing move as soon as he made a move.

Of course, Changqing also has to be prepared, and swing the arrow lightly, this is his current weapon, using his strength.

The original terrifying chains were difficult to make a contribution in front of him, but Yang Guang didn't care, there was nothing unexpected.

If it is so simple to take Changqing's life, then he is not worthy of the name of the Soldier Saint.

The two stood together, you came and I went, and everywhere they passed, it was a mess, and everyone avoided it, for fear of being affected.

"The senior of the Soldier Saint is so powerful?"

Looking at it, Ji Shaoweng couldn't help but exclaim.

Once, he was the pinnacle of the entire rivers and lakes, and he was also proud of the world and thought that no one was invincible.

At that time, he was still young, young and frivolous, and he could also talk about the past.

The older he got and the more he came into contact with, the more he felt how naïve and ridiculous his idea of being invincible in the world was.

The world he sees is only the tip of the iceberg, and there are many more thousands of miles under it.

Mo Zizhai didn't answer, just nodded with a wry smile.

At the same time, he also sighed in his heart, but he didn't expect that before he knew it, he had been thrown so far away.

Now, the two are not on the same level at all.