The silver eagle lost convincingly.

The duel went exactly according to the rhythm he expected, lasting more than 100 moves, but the dragon king's path was unexpected, and he didn't use a killer fast knife, but fought as steadily as he did.

It's a thrilling hundred or so moves, no opportunism, no unscrupulous means, each move starts as if it was about to end a duel, but in the end it is an evenly matched collision, like two rams competing for mates, rushing towards each other in a desperate way.

Later, the moves of the two became simpler, because they had figured out the details of each other, the silver eagle was no longer unfathomable, the dragon king was no longer weird and changeable, and the complicated tricks could not deceive each other, but would only waste the already tight time.

In retrospect, Silver Eagle felt that he had four or five chances to win, but he didn't grasp it firmly at the time, but he didn't feel sorry for it, and the dragon king had missed a few flaws during the duel, but he caught the last one.

The silver eagle still lost in the icy energy of the evil sect, and the two of them had entered a stalemate stage, and the newly learned palm technique of the dragon king's left hand forced him to fight-for-tat.

The two of them had a total of seventeen palms, and the dragon king's control of that strength became more and more proficient, and after each palm seemed to have progressed, in the past it was like a thief, and it could only start when the target was unprepared, and from the sixth palm it became like a thief, able to break into the heavily guarded mansion, and to the eleventh palm it sublimated again, like a righteous officer and soldier, breaking into the door and entering the house.

Before and after, the silver eagle accumulated nine cold qi in his body, and his way of dealing with it became more and more natural, that is, two simple words - let it go, the first six cold qi disappeared on its own in such a boring way, although the silver eagle felt that the taste was not very pleasant, but he could still hold back.

The silver eagle dared to accept the cold, because every time the dragon king made a palm, he would also be damaged.

Comparing endurance, the silver eagle is very confident.

But in the end, the three cold qi crushed him, and three palms in succession, almost without interval, the dragon king's right-hand knife forced him to only take it hard.

The silver eagle shuddered involuntarily, and then lost.

Gu Shenwei was exhausted, gave up the killer's moves, and confronted a master like Yindiao, which made him see his limits.

At most, there are two or three palms, and if the cold energy can't defeat the enemy, it will make a big fuss in the master's body, causing a serious madness.

The same is true for the knife technique, or a little faster under the premise that the strength is not weak, or a little heavier at the same speed, he can defeat the silver eagle faster, but he just can't do it, Gu Shenwei This is the first time that he feels that his internal strength is insufficient, and the method of luck is not skillful and ingenious enough.

Few outsiders noticed the exhaustion of the dragon king, and onlookers only saw the dragon king's narrow knife against the silver eagle's chest.

The Khan's wingmen lost, and even the most demanding spectators could not find a reason to justify it.

Thousands of officers and soldiers fell silent.

"This is the second time. Gu Shenwei said, taking back the Wufeng Knife.

A wonderful feeling suddenly came to Gu Shenwei's heart, bringing a wave of dizziness and a little panic.

He inadvertently violated one of the most basic principles of the killer by laying down his weapon in front of a fierce enemy who had not lost his combat effectiveness.

But he believed that the silver eagle would not take the opportunity to fight back, and his superficial understanding of this winged guard was only one aspect, after he used the Gu Clan's sword technique, this trust naturally arose, as if it was part of the sword technique.

The time has passed, Gu Shenwei still retreated three steps back, the killer principle has become his instinct, and Gu's knife technique can only bring about an instantaneous change.

Silver Eagle does have a chance to turn defeat into victory, although it will be disgraceful now, but the limited career in the rivers and lakes tells him that a few words and a day or two can make everyone only remember the final victory and defeat, and the honor will not be reduced because of despicability.

This thought turned around, and was abandoned by the silver eagle in disgust, and he came to challenge it openly, and he would accept defeat openly.

"A small favor can't change the facts. ”

"I didn't want to change anything. Gu Shenwei said that he wanted to lie down and rest, but the situation in front of him required him to stand upright, standing straight, "I have benefited a lot from competing with you, that's all." ”

The silver eagle was stunned, if this sentence was said by someone else, he would disdain it, and immediately judged that it was a meaningless cliché, but in the mouth of the dragon king, it did seem to have some kind of true meaning.

He turned around and walked towards the crowd of black oppressors, and began to think of a way to deal with the cold in his mind, it was not out of nowhere, he thought, the dragon king has benefited a lot, and he has not gained nothing.

He would not ask the soldiers for help, because these people would never believe that the old Khan had been killed by mortals, and that he was not a man of the way, but they would not stop them from moving, because it had nothing to do with him.

The soldiers silently stepped out of the way, closed in silence, and then took three or five steps forward in unison, narrowing the encirclement.

One by one, the torches on the ground were extinguished, the irregular physical boundaries slowly disappeared, and the soldiers took a few more steps, the defeat of the wingguards disappointing them and at the same time making them realize their own strength.

Gu Shenwei stood in place, he had the experience of being hostile many times, but he had never encountered such a situation, the besiegers worked together, neither one was ahead nor behind, everyone felt that they were not the opponent of the Dragon King, and everyone believed that the Dragon King could not fight against everyone.

With the right amount of fear and a little skill to split the crowd and flee, be cautious and be prepared, praying that it wouldn't come too soon, that the thousands of soldiers would only target themselves and not the few people in the tent behind him.

Shangguan Fei hid behind his sister early, and secretly looked out, hoping to find a few slightly more familiar faces in the crowd, he could only express his admiration and incomprehension for the calm of the dragon king, if it was replaced by him, the moment he defeated the silver eagle, he would take advantage of everyone's shock and flee, that was the best time to save his life.

The red bat no longer has internal strength, still pulls out the matching knife, and guards the door of the tent, she doesn't know what fearlessness is, only knows that there are some things she must do.

The five guards were all from Beiting, and strictly speaking, their master was Xiao Yan, not the Dragon King or Shangguan Ru, but they also drew their swords and even stood in front of the red bat.

In any case, there is a little fear in everyone's heart, which is an inevitable emotion when facing a much more powerful enemy, and has nothing to do with cowardice.

Only Old Man Mu was an exception, and his shining eyes were like a defeated person standing in front of Jinshan Yinshan, looking at Shangguan Ru expectantly.

Shangguan Ru shook his head, showing an undoubted expression, then took a step, shook off his unexpected brother, patted her on the shoulder comfortably when he passed by the red bat, and then passed between the two guards, facing the slowly shrinking encirclement, and said loudly: "I am Shangguan Ru of the country of incense, you have been fooled, it was not the Dragon King who killed the Grand Captain, I have evidence." ”

The soldiers stopped, and soon someone shouted, "They are in a group, and of course there will be witches around the devil." ”

Old Man Mu jumped out of the tent, "Who? really have the courage to stand up and speak, and let everyone see if you are a close attendant." ”

There was a small stirring in the crowd, and a soldier squeezed to the front, raised his head and said, "I spoke, you said that there is evidence, now show it to everyone." ”

Old Man Mu didn't recognize him, but judging from the reactions of the soldiers around him, this person must be a close attendant, "Are you very good at talking? Everyone has a mouth, why is it your turn to speak......

Shangguan Ru waved his hand to stop Old Man Mu's strong rhetoric, and looked at the Dragon King a few steps away, Gu Lun had handed him a piece of evidence that could point out the real murderer.

Gu Shenwei shook his head slowly, the piece of paper was placed in his arms, but he couldn't take it out now, especially not in front of a group of soldiers, "I will show evidence when it is dawn." ”

The soldier laughed angrily, "You want to delay time and let the princes in the main tent save you, I won't be fooled, we won't be fooled!"

The crowd took two more steps.

"Stupid, King Yao's subordinates were stirring up discord just now, how could the Dragon King expect the prince to rescue him? He said that there is evidence, there must be evidence, why are you in a hurry?"

Shangguan Ru also took a few steps, holding his wooden knife in his hand, "Think about it carefully, there is no reason for the Dragon King to assassinate the Grand Captain. ”

Gu Shen stepped forward to thank Shangguan Ru, but he really felt that it would not be useful.

Sure enough, another soldier retorted loudly: "He's a killer, and a killer takes money to do things, so he doesn't care for any reason." ”

"He's a demon, and he wants to split the Servant Army and destroy the North Court!"

"He kills like hemp, and he wants to feed the magic birds!"

...... The bizarre reasons were one after another, and even the old man Mu couldn't interject.

The crowd was excited, the red bat and the five guards ran to Shangguan Ru and the dragon king, Shangguan Fei hesitated and hesitated, walked to the door of the tent, and planned to wait and see before making a decision.

The scuffle was about to break out, but the besiegers were the first to be confused.

"It's over. Old Man Mu was both lamenting and excited, "There are a lot of people coming, good girl, but I listened to you, and stood here waiting for death." ”

Old Man Mu was right, at least hundreds of people joined the besiegers, and struggled to squeeze into the innermost circle, first looking at the Dragon King, and then turning around at the same time, pulling out the matching sword.

They are here to protect the Dragon King.

The besiegers involuntarily retreated, and the inner and outer circles were separated by more than ten steps.

"Are you crazy?" asked one of the soldiers outside, angrily, "protecting the demon who killed the Grand Captain?"

In order to mourn the Grand Captain, most of the bows and crossbows in the barracks were loosely stringed, and Azheba once again missed the feeling of bending the bow and pulling the strings, but he still raised the scimitar in his hand and said loudly: "The Dragon King is not a murderer, we can guarantee it!"

"Hey, aren't they officers who were captured and fled?"

The people who protected the Dragon King included the officers who had been captured in the thirty or so steps, and there were many more centurions and tens, and less than half of them were ordinary soldiers.

"The officer is a traitor!" a voice resounded throughout the audience.

(To be continued)