Zhang Yang snorted coldly and said, "What do you say, Lord Han?"

Han Lichun looked at the two of them in horror, and the soldiers on his left and right, one by one, were holding weapons, and surrounded Zhang Yang and Lu Changfeng.

Han Lichun naturally knew what they wanted to do, and he shuddered, "I can't do it......"

"What, it can't be done, Lord Han isn't joking with us, is he?" Lu Changfeng showed a sneer on his face, and with a slight slash of the long knife in his hand, he cut a bloody cut on Han Lichun's arm.

Han Lichun screamed in pain and wanted to hide backwards, but he was pressed by Zhang Yang and couldn't move for half a minute.

"Lord Han, can you do it now?" Lu Changfeng's cold eyes stared at Han Lichun, but the long knife in his hand landed on Han Lichun's neck this time.

"I ...... I ......" Han Lichun couldn't utter a complete sentence in horror.

Lu Changfeng was furious, raised the blade of the knife, and slapped Han Lichun's face twice, the latter's face suddenly swollen a large area, and the blood on the knife body was even more terrifying.

"Can you do it?" Lu Changfeng roared coldly.

Han Lichun knew that if he didn't agree, the madman in front of him would probably cut off his head with the next knife.

He also wanted to do what the other party said, but he couldn't be the master, because there was also a person who had the absolute right to speak, and he was the real leader of this army.

"Don't waste your efforts, even if you kill him, it's useless, because he doesn't have the right at all!" Suddenly, a chuckle came from behind the soldiers.

Zhang Yang and Lu Changfeng hurriedly turned around to look, only to see that those soldiers consciously gave way to a road, and a young figure walked out of it.

"Who are you?" Lu Changfeng couldn't help but ask when he heard that the comer was angry.

The young man didn't even look at him, his eyes kept falling on Zhang Yang, and said with a smile: "You are Zhang Yang, I didn't expect that we would meet in this situation!"

The way the young man spoke seemed to be very familiar with Zhang Yang, but after carefully analyzing his words, it was not difficult to hear that he and Zhang Yang had never met before this.

"Do you know?" Seeing that the young man seemed to be very familiar with Zhang Yang, Lu Changfeng couldn't help but look at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "I've never seen it!"

"Oh!" Lu Changfeng nodded and said, "That's easy to do!"

Before the words fell, the knife in Lu Changfeng's hand suddenly drew a tricky angle and wiped it towards the young man's neck.

Lu Changfeng never played cards according to common sense, and this sudden action was even more unexpected.

From the time he finished speaking, to the time when the knife was drawn, there was hardly any pause, and the sword only flashed in the lightning.

He took out the knife quickly, and the young man on the opposite side was also taken aback, but he didn't react at all except for a flash of surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't care about Lu Changfeng's knife.

In the world, there are not many people who can ignore the long knife in Lu Changfeng's hand, and the one in front of him is obviously not any of the few.

And the reason why he is so calm and calm is naturally because of his dependence!

At the moment of Lu Changfeng's debut, beside the young man, at least four people appeared at the same time, firmly blocking the young man's previous years.

The confrontation between the two sides was only in the blink of an eye, and after a series of metal collisions, Lu Changfeng had returned to his original place, and the young man's men also retreated.

It's just that when they came up, there were four, and when they went back, there were two. Because, two of them have become dead people.

His eyelids pulled down slightly, and he glanced at the two corpses that had fallen on the ground, and the young man suddenly showed a smile.

"Your sword skills are very good!" the young man looked at Lu Changfeng and said with a smile.

Lu Changfeng looked at the sky with his eyes, wiped the blade of the knife, and said, "Alas, I am not in a good state today, otherwise, if I go out with this knife, I will fall five corpses!"

His immediate meaning was that if he had been in a better state today, the young man would have died by now.

Listening to Lu Changfeng's arrogant and prickly words, the two people who had just fought with him flashed a trace of evil on their faces, and they were about to step forward.

But the young man stopped them with a look. In the eyes of the young man, a terrifying light flashed, and then he looked at Lu Changfeng and said, "Your Excellency's knife is very fast, but no matter how fast the knife is, can it kill all the 100,000 troops here?"

"Keep killing, you can always finish killing!" Lu Changfeng pulled his neck, met the young man's gaze, and replied seriously.

"Crazy!" This is the young man's comment to Lu Changfeng at this moment.

If you continue to talk to this kind of person, you can only fall into a dead loop, and he doesn't waste his energy, but continues to look at Zhang Yang.

"We know?" Although he didn't know the identity of this person, Zhang Yang faintly felt that there was a great connection between this person and him.

The young man smiled: "I don't know!"

"Then ......," Zhang Yang frowned.

The young man said: "Although you and I don't know each other, there is one person, and both of us know each other!"

"Who?" Zhang Yang asked coldly.

The young man said word by word: "Tang Muqing!"

Zhang Yang's eyes showed a look of indifference, and he said coldly: "Then what is your identity......?"

"The prince of this dynasty, win let!" the young man said lightly.

"Win and win, win and let ......" Zhang Yang suddenly had a strong murderous aura, he stared coldly at the young man in front of him, and silently recited the name over and over again.

Feeling the murderous aura on his body, those soldiers were like facing a great enemy, defending him to the death, staring at Zhang Yang cautiously.

And Lu Changfeng shook the long knife in his hand very gracefully, and a bloodthirsty sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Yang and Ying let the two look at each other, the killing intent in their eyes was like a sword, back and forth, I don't know how many back and forth they have fought back.

"Hmph......" Suddenly, Zhang Yang sneered and said, "Tang Muqing invited you to kill me?"

Win Jean smiled and said, "It's not ......"

A hint of relief flashed in Zhang Yang's eyes, and then he sneered: "Then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came today to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"

Ying Rang shook his head and said, "It's not either!"

"Huh?" Zhang Yang was stunned, he wondered, "Then what do you mean by coming today?"

A trace of loss flashed in Ying Rang's eyes, and he said, "Mu Qing, ...... she left."

"Gone......" Zhang Yang frowned, and suddenly sneered: "Is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince joking with me, she is your person, how could she leave you?"

"Hehe......" Win couldn't help but tremble and said, "My people...... , hehe, what a person of mine, she is pregnant with your child in her womb, how can it be my person?"