Li Zhu's eyes were already a little blurred, and he saw that Xiang Jun Erlang's body was so humiliated after his death. At this moment, Li Zhu was furious, stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood flowing into his eyes, raised the knife again, and the scene in front of him was a little clearer: "Tang Zicheng, I want your life!"

Li Zhu loves soldiers like children, and Tang Zicheng's behavior completely aroused Li Zhu's anger. Even though Li Zhu was now the only one left in this field, the murderous aura at this moment made tens of thousands of South Vietnamese soldiers shudder. The long knife in Li Zhu's hand shone brightly at this moment, condensed like a match, reflecting the residual light of the setting sun, making his whole person look sacred, a vertical leap, and slashed at Tang Zicheng is head, and shouted: "The remnants of the Southern Tang Dynasty, suffer death!"

A sound of gold and iron crashing sounded, Tang Zicheng only felt that his arm holding the spear was numb for a while, and he gritted his teeth, but the whole person spun suddenly, and with the help of strong waist force, his right leg slashed towards Li Zhu like a wind wheel. In the process, he turned the spear around in the air and stabbed it again!

The South Vietnamese sergeants who were watching had already dropped their jaws in shock because of the fight between the two, were these still human movements? With a shock of air, the two flew away.

Who knew that Li Zhu did not stop, in the process of retreating, the steel knife was inserted into the ground, and the backward figure was stopped, and with a kick of both feet, he attacked Tang Zicheng again! The bright sword light almost obscured the sunset on the horizon, and with the blessing of the murderous aura emanating from Li Zhu's body, Tang Zicheng was slowly stunned, and seemed to see that what he was in front of was a Shura in hell, and all directions were attacked.

This stunned spirit only lasted for a moment, how could Tang Zicheng, who had been arrogant, admit in his heart that he was inferior to Li Zhu! His eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and his right hand holding the spear trembled violently, and the spear burst with a scorching brilliance, wrapped in boundless might, and the tip of the spear became a little illusory after this blow. With a single blow, it seems that the air in this area is momentarily stagnant.

"Boom!" The deafening sound of collision resounded in the field, followed by the sound of dust flying, as the dust and smoke slowly dispersed, everyone saw that Li Zhu in the field was covered in blood, and even there were dense needlepoint-like wounds above his arm, and they were happy: Could it be that General Tang won?

Fu looked at the ground again, but it surprised the South Vietnamese soldiers: they saw that Tang Zicheng's left hand bones were exposed, as if he was half-kneeling on the ground, and the spear in his hand was thrown far aside. At this moment, Tang Zicheng only felt that his breathing was suppressed, his chest was painful, and the blood poured directly into his mouth, and he vomited all over the ground with a wow. He never expected that Li Zhu's knife would be so powerful. Tang Zicheng didn't know what kind of power the murderous aura gathered by 100,000 living beings was.

Li Zhu looked at Tang Zicheng in front of him and sighed, "The world is already in chaos now, General Tang, you and me, there is really no need to fight......"

Tang Zicheng, who was lying on the ground, actually laughed: "Li Zhu Lao'er, are you mocking my previous Southern Tang Dynasty? Do you think that if you defeat me, you will be able to get out?"

Li Zhu's eyes were calm, and he just wanted to speak again, only to hear a sound of breaking the air behind him, and a silver-white streamer instantly pierced Li Zhu's heart from behind him. It was the partial general in the South Vietnamese Army who couldn't help but take action at this moment and solved Li Zhu. All this happened too fast, this arrow came too suddenly! Li Zhu, who had just fought to the point of a deficit in spiritual power, didn't have time to make any reaction at all, his whole body was shocked, his eyes were round, and he spat out blood, and he slammed on the ground like this! The mouth was protruding with blood foam, and the white sideburns hung down on the bright red earth, and Li Zhu's vitality had already begun to dissipate......

"Tang Fangyan, what do you want to do by doing this?!" Tang Zicheng on the ground shouted angrily at the person who made the move.

The partial general, who was known as the Tang dialect, snorted coldly, kicked Li Zhu, whose body was still trembling, with his foot, and said disdainfully to Tang Zicheng: "What do you ask me to do? Killing Li Zhu, the king of Xiang, is a great achievement, General Tang, what am I guilty of? But you, there is no way to use troops, only half of the 400,000 elites are left, and they are even more defeated by Li Zhu, who was seriously injured." I'd like to see how you can keep your position when you return to South Vietnam. Tang Fangyan glanced at it, and passed in front of Tang Zicheng, who was half-kneeling because of his injury, and snorted coldly between his noses.

"Poof!" Tang Fangyan suddenly stopped, he found that a spear had penetrated from his chest, and his whole face was incredibly panicked, turning his head to raise his head to point at Tang Zicheng, who suddenly made a move, "You dare to ......" Before he could say anything, he fell to the ground.

The whole field can be heard in an instant......