Wan Yan never denied that he was a person who was keen on utilitarianism, and he was not ashamed of it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The husband is in the world, and he has won fame and left a name in history, so that he will not be in vain in this life. And only a very small number of people who are willing to be ordinary are successful. The rest are all powerless and incompetent, they can only survive, and they use this to encourage themselves, and they are unwilling and helpless in their hearts.

Therefore, if this encounter can successfully kill Zhang Yan, it will naturally be the icing on the cake. Otherwise, being able to overwhelm these rookies of the so-called Central Plains Martial Arts is enough to make himself famous and famous. However, there will always be many accidents in everything, after all, in the Jin country, in the consensus of everyone, there is only one Yue Fei in the Central Plains. In addition, they are all weak and willing to degenerate. Who would have thought that Chuantian and the others would really impress him, and even give birth to a little sense of loss from the frog at the bottom of the well.

After taking a deep breath, he said with a sad face: "Don't talk nonsense! If you have a kind, Zhang Zuo, can you dare to take my three moves quickly? If there is no malicious interference from others, after the next three moves, you will never encounter any obstacles before protecting Xiao Po and returning to Beijing!"

When he said the words "no one else", Wan Yan pretended to look at Chuantian with disdain.

Zhang Yan sighed and said helplessly: "Why is Brother Wanyan so unforgiving! Isn't it just to kill your father, the so-called grievances should be resolved rather than settled, and it's not a big deal, as for the matter?"

Maybe Zhang Yan's tone was too casual and too free, and he was stunned for a while, and he didn't know how to answer. For a moment, Wan Yan really felt that he was a little bit small-bellied.

After being stunned for a while, Wan Yan seemed to react, snorted heavily, and said angrily: "Then Brother Zhang might as well invite Ling Zun here, and let me also show Brother Zhang whether it is advisable to settle the dispute!"

Zhang Yanxi smiled and laughed: "It's really unfortunate! My father died early!"

Dad is still so happy when he dies, I'm afraid that there is only Zhang Remnant alone. Moreover, maybe Zhang Remnant's father is still alive. However, you officials don't have to worry about the bloody plot of father and son recognizing each other in the future, absolutely not.

The so-called show talent meets soldiers, and it is unclear to explain reason. Wanyan may not be a showman, but Zhang Zhan is a real soldier, and he is also a soldier and an old fritter. So he was hurt and said again, not knowing how to answer.

"My Dajin and Han dog, they don't share the same sky, they don't share the sun and the moon! If you want to turn hostility into jade silk, only the blood of the other party is the medium, and what else is there to say!"

The murderous words came from the mouth of the petite and delicate princess of the Jin Kingdom, but her voice was still crisp and graceful, and it sounded unique.

If you don't know how to fight after Yan is injured, ten of you are not Zhang Zhi's opponent. Therefore, I will not say more, but concentrate my strength.

The invisible energy swept towards Zhang Remnant, and the air around him became solemn again, and Zhang Remnant hurriedly packed up his mind and hugged Yuan Yi. Rao is no matter how much Zhang Remnant concentrates, it still doesn't help, Zhang Remnant once again feels that it is difficult to breathe, and his hands and feet are as heavy as a thousand pounds. The next moment, after fighting hard with Yan Injury just now, the internal injuries under the strong pressure rolled up like a flood in the embankment.

With a "wow", Zhang Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this fateful moment, Chuantian's soft and beautiful voice sounded again from the depths of Zhang Yan's heart: "Brother Zhang still hasn't seen himself?"

See yourself?

Zhang Yan thought for a moment, then closed his eyes.

The heavens and the earth were darkened. But Zhang Zhan remembered everything vividly.

There has never been a moment when Zhang Zhan felt that he had "seen" so clearly. It's not even about looking, it's about everything being deeply engraved in my mind, not letting go of bits and pieces, without any dead ends.

Zhang Yanzhen really saw the heavy hammer in Wan Yan's hand flashing with the silver light of the moon, and the left knuckles of the heavy hammer were thick and powerful. I also saw a hint of surprise flashing in Wan Yan's eyes, and at the same time there was surprise. I also saw the princess of Jin Guo with a delicate face, opened her mouth wide, and let out a soft sigh. Finally, I saw my closed eyes, a trace of blood overflowing from the corners of my mouth, and my face was hideous.

At this moment, I can't help it.

Although Wan Yan clearly knew that Zhang Zhan was in front of him, he felt that Zhang Zhan had disappeared. Because he couldn't grasp Zhang Zuo's position at all. In other words, Wanyan Injury is powerful and has nowhere to go, and even if he makes a move, what he can attack is nothing but nothingness.

But Zhang Yan can be indifferent, but it is difficult to ride a tiger after his face is injured.

The advance and retreat of Wanyan Injury is not, Zhang Remnant sees it clearly, black and white. Zhang Chuan also knew that if he continued to maintain it like this, he could surrender without a fight. But Zhang Zan's failure to do so, and being able to fight against a strong enemy was originally a dream hidden deep in Zhang Zan's heart.

Then Zhang Chuan "came back" again.

It's a wonderful thing and a magical thing. Chuantian just reminded himself, and then his soul was naturally withdrawn from the body. When I want to come back, I naturally return to my soul. No one told them how to do it, but this skill, as if innate, came naturally, without the slightest jerkiness.

At this time, Wan Yan Injury grasped the position of Zhang Remnant again. But even so, it can't answer the doubts in Wanyan's sad heart. Because of his eagle-like sharp eyes, he clearly reminded him that he had never moved a single inch from beginning to end. However, the fact is that in this short moment, Zhang Zhan experienced the miraculous phenomenon of going from existence to nothingness and from nothing.

Although Wan Yan didn't know what happened to Zhang Remnant, he knew that the purpose of this trip had already been declared a failure. His confidence was repeatedly frustrated, and he was no longer sure that he could clean up the remnants within three moves. However, the so-called arrow is on the string, and it has to be sent. Slowly, Wan Yan raised his left hand.

As if agreed, the two of them acted at the same time, and Zhang Yan slowly pulled out the thick-backed knife behind him again.

A gust of cold wind whistled by, blowing Wan Yan and Zhang Zhi's hair at the same time.

When he lifted the meteor hammer to his chest from bottom to top, Zhang Zhan just pulled out the back knife from behind him, and also extended the back knife to his chest from top to bottom. The two of them were fast and slow, moving at the same time, and still at the same time. It just so happened that when it was quiet, the hammer body of the hammer handle of the finished face injury and the tip of the knife handle of Zhang Yan were so magically connected into a straight line. The invisible energy intersected, and the bodies of the two shook slightly at the same time.

In the eyes of the spectators, they felt that Zhang Yan and Wanyan seemed to have practiced hundreds of times, and the fit was incredible.

In no particular order, the two burst into cheers at the same time.

Wanyan's left hand thrashed a beautiful arc, the heavy hammer seemed to be like a light leaf, and the silver light flickered like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter to attack Zhang Xuan. Zhang Can's thick-backed knife was straight and unyielding, like a meteor cutting through the sky, stabbing straight at the face. The blades of the two men went straight to each other, but as if they had made an appointment in advance, the thick-backed knife and the meteor hammer collided again.

Surprisingly, the blades intersected, but there was no sound of gold and iron clashing, and the silence around was as uncomfortable as madness. But the invisible energy exploded silently from it, radiating all around. The snow powder on the ground was carried by the air currents, and it was like a stone cutting through the surface of a calm lake, and it fled and flew in all directions.

After one move, within a radius of three zhang from the two people, a flat stone road under the thick snow was exposed. The stone pavement is so clean that it looks like someone has carefully cleaned it.