But it was said that Li Zhu's side, with only 50,000 iron cavalry, he was already completely at a disadvantage, even if Jiang Baihe, who had the realm of divine movement, helped, but in the battle of tens of thousands of troops, the ability of a cultivator was really limited, and Jiang Baihe was not a person who was good at fighting.

Tang Zicheng looked coldly at Li Zhu who was constantly waving a knife in front of him, and Li Zhu also had a few more knife wounds on his body, although Daxiang's iron cavalry can be described as the first in the world, but in today's extremely disparity in strength, although the South Vietnamese army has paid a heavy price, but the 50,000 Xiang army led by Li Zhu before, so far there are only a few hundred.

After Li Zhu hit again, he slammed the blade of the knife into the ground, panting slightly, and stood with the knife, but Li Zhu, who had gray sideburns, was still fearless. Even though the mountains and rivers are exhausted, they are still arrogant. After all, the current Li Zhu is over fifty years old and is no longer suitable for fighting, and he has suffered a lot of injuries in the previous battle, and he is about to fall down at this moment......

Looking at the weak Li Zhu, Tang Zicheng had a thought in his heart at this moment, and said to the South Vietnamese sergeant: "Stop it!" Then he took the spear, turned over and dismounted, slowly walked through the army, walked in front of Li Zhu, the king of Xiang, and said with a sneer: "The rumored King Xiang is nothing more than that...... I'll give you a one-on-one chance to fight with me now, and I'll see if you, who were feared by the world before, dare to fight!" Tang Zicheng knocked the spear in his hand on the ground, and Li Zhu was like his nightmare, leaving a shadow in Tang Zicheng's heart when he was young. This time, it is a great opportunity, Li Zhu, who was injured, will definitely be able to win!

"Li Zhu Lao'er, dare to fight with me!" Tang Zicheng's voice seemed to roar. If he can personally kill Li Zhu, the king of Xiang, on the battlefield, he will become a new legend in all the armies from today onwards!

"Lord, no! let's try to take you to break through again!" The Xiang army on the side, whose faces were covered with blood, stopped Li Zhu with tears in his eyes, he didn't want his Xiang King to fight to the death with others when he was seriously injured.

Li Xuan touched the palm of the hand stretched out by the Xiangjun and shook his head gently. Li Zhu's eyes were full of contempt, and he slowly lifted the long knife in his hand, the little finger of his left hand had been broken in the previous fight, but Li Zhu didn't seem to feel any pain and gently stroked the blade: Southern Tang Jianwen Nian, I use stainless steel to cast this knife. In the twentieth year of Jin Wen, more than 90,000 martial artists died under this sword, more than 4,000 cultivators, and 100,000 souls cast my prestige. Tang Zicheng, don't you think that while I'm injured, you really have a chance of winning?! Li Zhu said to himself, slowly walking in front of Tang Zicheng, every step he takes, the momentum on his body will continue to rise, as if the current Li Zhu himself is a sky-piercing blade, piercing the sky. In the end, just as Tang Zicheng stopped in the distance, the continuous battle was already sunset, and the faint afterglow reflected Li Zhu's mighty body, adding a bit of tragedy to this dead situation......

During this process, a trace of cold sweat oozed from Tang Zicheng's back. He felt in horror that Li Zhu, who was injured one after another at this time, still had the strength to fight. With a swing of the spear in his hand, he took the lead in attacking, stabbed at Li Zhu, and shouted: "Huangkou Lao'er, when death is coming, you still have to pretend!"

As Tang Zicheng rushed to the point of his gun, the field was filled with smoke and dust. Since the two of them fought, the surrounding Jin troops had already vacated the space for them.

Thundered...... Li Zhu's body erupted with a fierce wind of spiritual power, as if there was a dragon rolling in the meridians. At this time, Tang Zicheng's figure had arrived, and the whole person seemed to turn into thunder and arrived in front of Li Zhu in an instant. Turning the white spear, it struck directly at Li Zhudi's chest.

Li Zhu's body seemed to appear with spiritual power. It actually directly blocked Tang Zicheng's blow, but Tang Zicheng reacted quickly in surprise, and the spear struck in the air for a week, and the tip of the spear pointed at Li Zhu again, and attacked continuously! As the military god of South Vietnam, Tang Zicheng's strength was on par with Li Zhu.

Li Zhu suddenly held the knife in his left hand and leaned against the door, "Ding!" A crisp collision sound came. Stubbornly blocked Tang Zicheng's offensive, and fought more than a dozen moves one after another, and both of them retreated in unison. Tang Zicheng's face was extremely embarrassed, his clothes had already been torn, and Li Zhu's few knives, if it weren't for the timely dodge, it would not have been as simple as cutting through the skin...... Tang Zicheng didn't expect that even if Li Zhu, who was seriously injured at the moment, he was still not an opponent.

Tang Zicheng raised his hand to wipe the blood from the wound, put it to his mouth and sniffed it gently. At this moment, his eyes were full of hatred, and as soon as his mind turned, he shouted at Li Xuan, "Li Zhu Lao'er, your son is about to die, you should also go underground to accompany him!"

Hearing Tang Zicheng's voice, Li Zhu's face finally had a trace of panic, and he was stunned, so he wanted to look behind him, out of concern for Li Xuan, the spiritual power condensed around Li Zhu at this moment was also suddenly loosened. Clinker Tang Zicheng's face was overjoyed, and he directly withdrew the tip of the spear and held it in his hand, turned around and then used his strong spiritual power, and saw the spear body shoot down again towards Li Zhu!

"Lord Wang, be careful!" reminded Xiang Jun loudly.

But as Li Zhu found out about the plan, it was too late, and he didn't even have a chance to block, so the spear body slapped heavily on the Tianling cover, and down the way, Li Zhu's nose bone was scraped off, and the blow was successful, Tang Zicheng was willing to give up, and kicked Li Zhu's abdomen with his right foot, wrapped in endless strong wind.

"Bang!" Li Zhu, who lost his mind for a moment, was hit by Tang Zicheng, and his whole body flew far away, plowing a deep mark on the ground. From the white hair on the door of his head, wisps of blood flowed, Li Zhu only felt that his eyes were full of gold stars at the moment, and it seemed that the things in front of him were in a trance.

Tang Zicheng gently put away his spear, looked at Li Zhu and sneered: "Rentu, you are already old...... Death is your destination. Tang Zicheng was extremely happy at this moment, Li Zhu's figure was like a thousand catties of boulders, he couldn't raise his head for twenty years, and when he saw Li Zhu who fell to the ground, he actually laughed out loud, and said a little crazy: "Hahahaha...... A white-haired old man, also worthy of being called the god of war, is blind in the world! I will make you disappear completely today!"

"Tang Zicheng! You despicable villain!" The only remaining group of Xiang soldiers in the field, after seeing this sneak attack, finally couldn't help but rush out, waiting for them, but dozens of times the strength of the South Vietnamese sergeants surrounded and killed, after a short handover, one by one the angry faces of the Xiang soldiers rolled down. So far, all the 50,000 troops led by Li Zhu have been killed, and none of them have survived!

Tang Zicheng sighed, picked up the corpse of a Xiangjun with his spear, and spat at it: "If you follow the wrong master, you will die!" The spear shook, and the corpse was thrown in front of Li Zhu like a falling leaf.