What is certain is that this person's martial arts path is by no means possessed by Middle-earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

First of all, the scimitar is not what the people of Middle-earth are good at, and secondly, because of the inherent ideology and culture, the subtle and graceful character of the people of Middle-earth is the result of few people's fierce knife technique.

Zhang Yan could no longer take it lightly, did not retreat but advanced, turned his fingers into a hook, and dug into the shining eyes of the man and beast.

It is rumored that some people would rather die than lose their eyes. Therefore, the scimitar was connected smoothly, and instead let go of Zhang Zhan's throat and slashed at Zhang Zhan's two fingers instead.

This is also the characteristic of the scimitar, which can easily break the friction of the air flow, making its change of tactics so easy and casual.

Zhang Yan laughed, but he had already kicked a branch on the ground in his hand, and in an instant, he urged the infinite sword intent of the Phantom Sword Technique.

With the "sword" in hand, Zhang Remnant is equivalent to the top RMB players who have also opened a plug-in.

The sound of clanging was endless, and although Zhang Remnant was only a branch, he was already pressing step by step, beating the man left and right, and he was in a hurry.

There was a snap on the ground, accompanied by the man's cry of pain, and he was beaten on his hand by Zhang Remnant, the man couldn't bear the pain, and the scimitar came out of his hand.

This was still the last moment of mercy on the part of Zhang Remnant's subordinates, who took away most of his strength. Otherwise, his hands would not only be swollen, but the bones of his hands would be shattered, and he would no longer be able to exert himself in this life.

Only then did Zhang Zhan calmly take out the dragon-shaped jade pendant, and said with a smile: "Offended!"

The man was still furious with a pair of tiger eyes, but after seeing this jade pendant clearly through the faint light, the hostility in his eyes suddenly disappeared. Even after glancing at the dead branch in Zhang Remnant's hand, there was a flash of respect and admiration.

This commotion must not be concealed by the silence of the forest in the middle of the night.

There were a few wind sounds coming from Huhuhuhu, and with one mouth, it was a chirp that Zhang Yan couldn't understand.

Zhang Zan's brows were frowned, anyway, all foreign languages, hearing Zhang Zan's ears were as confused as clouds and fog, he was just wondering where this group of people came from?

After a long time, Zhang Yan's head only grew big when he heard it, and then the person who attacked him just now said in very jerky Chinese: "Come with me." ”

As his footsteps deepened, Zhang Yan sensed one after another, almost innumerable strong aura. One can imagine the horror in Zhang Yan's heart at this time: Are these people from hell? How can they all be so powerful?

Although most of them were inferior to the secret sentry who attacked him, his overall strength still shocked Zhang Yan.

There is no one in the world, and there is no city in the world, that can withstand the attack of this group of elite soldiers!

After getting close to the bonfire, Zhang Zhan saw the outfits of these people clearly, and they were all Mongols.

Before this, Zhang Zhan had not heard of the strength of the Mongolian elite soldiers, and no one could stop them wherever they passed. There are even rumors that they fought to the end of the world and conquered all kinds of red-haired and green-eyed youkai.

Zhang Zhan naturally knows that when exaggerating a certain thing, there will always be a little myth. For example, Han Gaozu beheaded the White Snake Uprising, such as "Mo Dao Shiren has one eye, instigating the Yellow River to rebel in the world", etc., etc., this kind of exaggerated means of exaggerating the mystery is actually deliberately done by ordinary people, and then increased the convincing power by blinding the world.

Therefore, although Zhang Zhan scoffed at the "red-haired and green-eyed monster Yunyun", after seeing it with his own eyes, Zhang Zhan believed that the rumors about the Mongols' tyranny were not groundless.

When he came to the largest tent, the aroma of wine and fat had already entered Zhang Zhan's nostrils, causing Zhang Zhan's index finger to move.

However, after entering the tent, although there was singing and laughing inside, Zhang Yan was still attracted by the strong man sitting in the middle.

He has big ears and thick eyebrows and big eyes, which makes him have a kind of momentum that is not angry and arrogant. In addition, his eyes are sharper than the eagles in the sky, and the eye-catching long scar from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth gives people an extremely fierce and extremely brave sense of might.

With such a fierce appearance, if it is paired with a bloody knife, it is enough to scare a brave normal person into tears.

"Han dog?"

The man's voice was like a bell, and it shook people's ears.

Zhang was furious and was about to speak, but the Mongol who had just attacked him said, "He is very powerful. ”

Of course, he abandoned his fluent Mongolian and answered in Chinese, which was actually enough to give Zhang Zhan the respect he deserved.

Many nomads deliberately belittle the Han people because they are hostile to the Han Chinese. In general, they still believe that the big fist is the law of truth, and respecting the strong is their purpose. So after hearing the man say that Zhang Chuan was very powerful, the strong man's face softened a little, and he turned to ask Zhang Zan: "A somewhat capable Han dog?"

Zhang Yan smiled, knowing that at this time, you must not admit it, blindly cowardice will only make these people look down on you even more. After all, in the code of conduct of these people, they do not take into account any feelings of the weak. If you don't fight back, it will only make them more aggressive.

As an aside, I won't mention the news of Ah San's fuss, but the author saw a very interesting comment, which was ridiculing some speakers, which was roughly:

I've said good things, can you stop beating me? Even if you hit me, can you not come into my house and beat me? Even if you come in my door and beat me, can you stop yelling and hitting me? Even if you shout and hit me at the same time, can you not slap my face, so as to save some face? Okay! I won't give any face, be careful that I will lodge a serious protest tomorrow, saying that you don't have any quality!

It's useless to talk too much, so the author should continue to make up stories!

After hearing this, Zhang Yan laughed and pointed at the man's nose unceremoniously: "That man, do you dare to practice with your Uncle Zhang and make two moves?"

The man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and with a big slap of the pu fan, he slapped the small wooden table in front of him to pieces: "Ask for hardship!"

Zhang Yan raised his eyebrows and said approvingly: "Even idioms? Okay, report the name, Zhang will not kill the unknown!"

"My name is not to come to the stage!"

After finishing speaking, he jumped out, and when he landed, he was spotless.

He was not obvious when he was sitting, and after standing proudly, he was a head taller than Zhang Zhan, so that Zhang Zhan had to tilt his face slightly to look at him.

Looking at his landing action, Zhang Yan was even more surprised and dignified. Because with his physique, he should be better at fighting fiercely, but his skills are very agile and flexible.

"You're a guest, let you go first!" Na Bulai glared at Zhang Yan, looking angry.

In fact, Zhang Zhan didn't need to fight to know that he had won, and he didn't know how much wine he drank if he didn't come to the stage, and his consciousness was not clear, let alone fighting with others?

Zhang Chuan was also not polite, the two sentences of "Han Dog" were holding back the fire in his belly, and one dodged and bullied, and punched the belly that did not come to the stage.

The big palm that didn't come to the platform was like a fan, and it slapped towards Zhang Remnant's Tianling Gai, bringing up a strong wind, Zhang Remnant didn't have to think about it, if it was shot at this time, a dish of tofu flower would be added to their wine banquet.