Just as Han Sanfang was struggling with whether to retreat or advance, the powerful swordsman of the Dongjiang faction wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and said fiercely: "Zhao Wu, where did you come from? I'll go to your uncle, the little ones, kill this guy for me......"

Seeing that the troops of the Dongjiang faction were about to take off, but they were ruined by Zhao Wu, who was killed halfway, how could people not be angry?

After that, he regrouped, took a few steps forward, pressed down with his left palm, used the unique mental method to gather qi, and then swung twelve swords in a row.

The majestic sword qi rolled up the ground and turned it into a murderous weapon and rushed towards Zhao Xun's body.

This is his triumphant move.

Generally speaking, most of the masters at the upper level have a few tricks to press the bottom of the box, and he is no exception, but the pressure was not great when he faced Han Sanfang just now, so there is no need to use it.

This Zhao Wu made it clear that it was a hard idea, so he had to attack with all his might.

Seeing this, Zhao Xun secretly thought that it was good, but he sneered in his mouth: "What kind of trick does Lao Tzu have to do, dare to be affectionate or the kind of fancy that can only scare mediocre hands just now...... Break it for me!"

A sword stabbed in the heart of the circle.

The blue mang soared, the sword qi diverged, and after a series of energetic encounters, the pervasive cold energy swallowed all the strength of the Dongjiang faction swordsman, and the remaining strength was very fierce, hitting the left shoulder and right leg of the Dongjiang faction swordsman, causing him to snort miserably again, retreat a few feet, his whole body was shivering from the cold, and even ice slag condensed on his hair and the corners of his clothes.

Looking at the distorted face of the swordsman of the Dongjiang Sect, Zhao Xun laughed again.

Sure enough!

After reaching the eighth rank of the first rank, his control and understanding of true qi reached a new realm, and his moves were more casual and natural, and after the cold energy was issued from the cold iron sword, the power was greatly increased.

All this made Zhao Xun overjoyed.

"Damn, what are you waiting for Han Sanfang, don't you come up to help?" Zhao Xun took advantage of the victory to pursue, and turned the swordsmen sent by Dongjiang and the elite disciples of the Xiang clan who came up to help him turn their backs, and took the time to reprimand Han Sanfang for not knowing how to make progress.

Han Sanfang: "......"

I'll go to your uncle's Zhao Xun, what do you want to do, it's inexplicable!

After a while, I finally figured out a line. Zhao Xun's gang is purely here to make trouble, and it is the idea of which side loses to help which side, so that the Red Dragon Society and the Dongjiang faction will fight more fiercely against the imperial court, so that the French Shuai Army can act as fishermen.

Han San rolled his eyes, shook the long sword in his hand, and shouted, "Brothers, kill me!"

Whatever!

Zhao Xun has now set up the most powerful master of the Dongjiang faction, which can be regarded as a great favor to the imperial court, so first take the opportunity to defeat the Dongjiang faction's troops, and then find a good opportunity to kill Zhao Xun.

Who takes advantage of whom is not certain!

When the soldiers under his command launched a large-scale counterattack, Han Sanfang hurriedly jumped to the side of several right-hand men, and said softly: "That-stirring stick that entered halfway is Zhao Xun of the French Shuai Army, who came to Nanjun to make trouble......

"Huh, Zhao Xun?"

The faces of several right-hand men changed at the same time, and they couldn't help but ask: "General, is this true? Isn't it true that the handsome army is attacking Qingjiang?"

Han Sanfang affirmed: "Of course it's true. Although some time has passed since Feng Yi quelled the chaos, but everyone was mixed up on the same plate at the beginning, how could I admit my mistake? Listen to me, let's go all out to defeat the forces of the Dongjiang faction first, and when it's almost time to look at my eyes, everyone will go up together, and kill Zhao Xun, that bastard...... His grandmother's, although it is only a battlefield of a thousand people, he dares to enter single-handedly, he is simply tired, hum!"

All his subordinates were overjoyed and said: "It's still a wise general!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly dispersed, leading the soldiers of the imperial court to strangle the Dongjiang faction, and the momentum rose again.

Side.

Li Wuchang saw this situation, and couldn't help laughing: "This Han Sanfang is also funny, he obviously recognized Brother Xun'er, and he really regarded him as a so-called righteous man in the rivers and lakes, and he would overthrow the Dongjiang faction first...... At that time, we had a conflict with Han Sanfang, and when we retreated to Cong Da, he wanted to pick peaches, and Brother Xun didn't bump into him softly or hard!"

Shi Feng also smiled, "Push the boat down the river, or rather, you will plan it, and you will win the frontal battlefield first." There is only one person in Brother Xun, as long as the frontal battlefield is won, why worry about not being able to clean up Brother Sun?"

Li Wuchang took a closer look at the situation and said, "Since Zhao Wu is a righteous man in the rivers and lakes who helped the imperial court eliminate the anti-thieves, then we are the people with lofty ideals who help the Dongjiang faction eliminate the Daoless Dayan, okay?"

On the battlefield of more than 2,000 people, although the shouts of killing are still fierce, most of the people have fallen. At present, the imperial court has the upper hand.

When everyone heard Li Wuchang's proposal, they were all very interested, shook the guy in their hands, and were eager to try.

Shi Feng took the lead in the horse, dragged the big knife and rushed into the battle circle, slashed a few small miscellaneous fish in the way, and shouted: "What Zhao Wu? If you dare to help the mad court, let me teach you the principles of being a man...... The heroes of the Dongjiang faction, don't be afraid, we are here to help you, and we have long seen that the court is not pleasing to the eye. ”

After that, he directly killed Han Sanfang and slashed it over.

Bang.

The earth was split into a long ditch that was not shallow or deep, and Han San was frightened, and he took a few steps back, swinging his long sword to sweep away the scurrying stones, and his heart was horrified.

Where did this stone butcher come from?

I didn't have time to think about it, the shadow struck, and Han Sanfang felt the coming of death in his heart, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Bite!

Han Sanfang's sword was pierced, broken inch by inch, followed by a kick in the chest, and in the process of flying upside down, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and the heat spread along his chest to every meridian of his body, giving people the feeling of being in a furnace, powerless to dissolve.

"Shadow Killer Li Wuchang......" Han San fell to the ground, although he didn't see the sneak attacker clearly, he still guessed the identity of the other party.

He vomited another mouthful of blood, trembling all over, and then fainted sharply.

"General!"

The guards immediately roared and jumped over, blocking the stone seal that wanted to continue to attack, and dragging Han San, who had passed out, backwards.

On the other side, the powerful swordsman of the Dongjiang faction laughed: "Zhao Wu, do you see it, we also have a helper......

However, before he could finish speaking, the shadow swept to his left hand and swung a knife.

Swish!

The left arm was thrown away, and a heart-rending howl came out of the mouth of the powerful swordsman, and just when he wanted to retreat, Zhao Xun's long sword came, piercing his chest, and then pulled out the long sword and kicked him in the chest.

Before he died, the powerful swordsman only saw the extremely contemptuous smile that overflowed from the corner of Zhao Xun's mouth, and heard a sentence in his ear, "What a fool", and then the sound of bones breaking came from his chest.

He tilted his head and died.

It's a good encounter, but it's a mess by the-stirring stick that hits in halfway.

It's just a few face-to-faces, and the minds of both sides either fall to the ground unconscious or simply die, and after killing people, they drift away without explanation!

It made a lot of people look at each other.

Several of Han Sanfang's deputies reacted first, raised their arms and shouted: "Brothers, cheer me up, the master of the Dongjiang faction is dead......" I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~