Probably frightened by the strange and tragic fight to the death in front of them, those who watched the competition were stunned for a while, and the entire competition field suddenly became silent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, I saw four black figures suddenly rushing to the lake, and then jumped into the lake one after another, and quickly swam towards the place where Zhao Zhan fell into the water,—— it was the four black-clothed guards brought by Zhao Zhan.

At this moment, Liao Jingdong also reacted, with a white face, and shouted in horror that the flower boat that was parked by the lake hurried to the lake to save people.

But in an instant, almost everyone woke up like a dream, and the scene suddenly became chaotic-

There are those who are timid and quick to see the opportunity, and immediately get up from their seats, wanting to leave the place as soon as possible.

There were also bold and ignorant and fearless people who ran to the shore of the lake to watch the rush of rescue operations more realistically.

However, the chaos was quickly quelled by the conscientious Forbidden Army soldiers.

Under the command of a person who looked like an adjutant general, the soldiers of the forbidden army who had been standing on the periphery immediately divided into several groups, and drove those who were about to leave and those who crowded to the lake to watch the excitement back to their respective seats, and they were not allowed to act without permission.

After that, a group of forbidden troops armed with spears lined up neatly on the south shore of Yanqi Lake, which not only meant to block the scene, but also showed a kind of intimidation. And obviously, the person they were targeting was the winner of the tournament who was still standing on the outlying island, Han Bing.

Across the lake, Han Bing couldn't help but show a sneer on his lips when he saw the battle set up by the forbidden army.

He first glanced down at the long sword still in his left chest. Although it does not penetrate deeply, if it is pulled out at this time, the blood from the wound will be sprayed immediately. Excessive blood loss is likely to affect the exertion of internal forces. But if you don't pull it out, it will be inconvenient to start it later.

Those forbidden army soldiers didn't pose much of a threat, but the four guards brought by Zhao Zhan would have to take a lot of effort to solve them. Moreover, it is necessary to guard against the people of the Loyal Alliance who secretly carry out the killers. Zheng Yong's plan this time is thorough, and he will not miss any details, and he must succeed in one blow and never suffer in the future, so the preparations should be very sufficient.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, raised his right hand, firmly clamped the blade with his index and middle fingers, and then pointed his luck and violently exerted force, and the long sword that was many inches deep into the body was pulled out by him!

At the moment when the blood spurted out, his left hand moved like the wind, and he quickly clicked on several acupuncture points near the wound, blocking the blood gushing in time. Moreover, it must have been the "smell of clothes" that also played a role, slowing down the speed of blood flow a lot.

However, this poison stained with clothes and incense is still a big problem! Although he has the ability to transform into a butterfly to protect his body, so that the poison cannot completely invade the bloodline, his skill is still somewhat reduced.

But if he jumps into the water at this time to detoxify and the toxicity is gone, there should be a moment of disorder in the bloodline, coupled with this absolutely not light sword wound, I am afraid that he will lose consciousness and sink to the bottom of the lake, and go with Zhao Zhan's dead ghost.

Moreover, this is the first time he has encountered this poison of "stained clothes", and it is uncertain whether the detoxification method is really as Zhao Zhan said, and there is still a certain risk in rashly following this method of detoxification.

Forget it, leave this poison alone for the time being. When he can't beat him, he can still smear oil on the soles of his feet and slip away, can those guys still chase and kill him all over the capital?

After making up his mind, Han Bing threw the blood-stained sword that was still in his finger to the ground.

Then, he flicked the hem of his robe, still as he had come, and flew to the other side with his feet on the lotus leaves. It's just that at this time, the white shirt on his chest has been stained red with blood, which looks really shocking, and there is no more chic and elegant.

Those who noticed Han Bing's action from their seats couldn't help but let out an exclamation at the same time, and it was hard to believe that he could fly across the river with such a serious injury, and even more so that he dared to cross the other side of the lake full of forbidden troops at this time.

Although it is a fair competition, you win or lose at your own risk, but if someone dies, things are not so simple.

That Zhao commander has been in the water for a long time, and even if he is rescued in the end, he is afraid that he will be more than lucky. And the forbidden troops under him are all eyeing each other, and they obviously won't let go of the murderer easily. Therefore, the cold ice coming over at this time is tantamount to throwing itself into a net.

Among these people who watched the competition, although there were inevitably some Ouchi secret agents and people from the Zhongyi Alliance sent by Zheng Yong, most of them were simple guests. Even if some of them made a bet on Zhao Zhan, they would not regard Han Bing as an enemy because of this, hoping that he would be killed by those forbidden forces.

After all, everyone has a scale in their hearts, and they also believe in what their eyes see—

At first, it was obvious that Zhao Zhan had been pressing step by step, making fatal moves, but Han Bing just blindly dodged and rarely fought back, so that he was later forced out of the ring by Zhao Zhan.

It stands to reason that the competition is over, and Han Bing is undoubtedly the losing side. But who would have expected that Zhao Zhan would suddenly catch up and stab him with a sword, and even jump out of the ring with him, obviously to kill him all and leave no way for Han Bing to live.

As for how Han Bing turned defeat into victory in the face of extreme unlikelihood, to be honest, I am afraid that few of the people here really saw it clearly. But in any case, they didn't think that Han Bing was responsible for Zhao Zhan's death.

However, although everyone was holding grievances for the cold ice in their hearts, no one really dared to stand up to stop the actions of the forbidden army, and could only watch as the cold ice that had landed on the shore was surrounded by the forbidden army with spears in hand.

Han Bing looked at the highest-ranking lieutenant general, smiled indifferently, and asked, "Does the general want to take me down here?"

The lieutenant general solemnly clenched his fists and said, "The last general doesn't dare! The last general just wants to ask the cold ice prince to stay here for the time being, and then decide to stop after we find the great commander." ”

"Okay, then wait. This lake is not deep, even the lotus root buried in the mud can be uprooted, let alone just looking for someone who has not yet had time to take root. ”

As he spoke, Han Bing sat down cross-legged in the encirclement formed by the heavily armed forbidden army.

The lieutenant smacked his lips dryly, and for a moment he really didn't know how to respond to Han Bing's obviously sinister words, let alone what to do with this young man who was a scoundrel. I had to watch him sit leisurely in front of him, as if the wound on his chest that was still bleeding and the scarlet blood on his shirt had nothing to do with him.

After a while, there was finally movement on the lake, and Zhao Zhan was finally fished up. More precisely, it should have been his body that was fished up.

Glancing at the corpse that had obviously been exhausted for a long time, but still opened his eyes angrily, Han Bing couldn't help but laugh, shook his head and said: "Without the long sword in his hand, the Great Commander's kung fu of crossing the lake in this sheath was actually useless, and he drowned himself alive like this." It's a pity, another magic skill in the rivers and lakes has disappeared!"

Before he finished his cat-cry-mouse bad words, there were already four elongated black shadows on the ground beside him.

He looked up at the four black-clothed guards who surrounded him, and he didn't mean to stand up at all, but said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Four, please rest assured, this son can still go by himself." But the former commander of the forbidden army, I'm afraid I'm going to bother you to bother and carry him back. ”

The four black-clothed guards were calm, and none of them replied, but they pulled out the matching knives on their waists in unison.

"Are you trying to bully the more and take advantage of the danger of others?!"

A crisp and pleasant voice suddenly came from the guest seats not far away.

At first glance, when he heard this sentence, which was obviously fighting for himself, his cold face couldn't help but change slightly, and his heart jumped wildly with "bah" and "bah".