Since revealing the truth about Song Qingyun's alien race, the battle in front of Zhennan Pass has been unable to continue.

Hearing Lu Ziyi's roar at this moment, Tang Zicheng's body was shocked, and there was a slight thoughtfulness in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly walked towards the front of the South Vietnamese formation with the spear in his hand.

Except for the obstruction of a few of his henchmen, all the South Vietnamese sergeants took the initiative to get out of the way, and in their hearts, they all thought that Tang Zicheng had taken the initiative to collude with other races, and their eyes were full of resentment.

Lu Ziyi held the gun in his hand, bowed to Li Xuan, and said with a red face: "The sin general asks for his life and goes to break the enemy." It was precisely because our troops could not rush to help that day that King Xiang was killed. Now, if I can't personally pick the head of the Tang dialect, for the heroic spirit of the Xiangjun under the spring, how can I have the face to meet the people of my Xiangjing!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Ziyi stopped again, "I implore the prince to go to destroy the enemy!"

After Li Xuan heard this, he slowly dispersed the spiritual power condensed at the tip of the sword, and nodded slightly.

Lu Ziyi put the spear on the ground, splashed a piece of snow foam, and shouted at the South Vietnamese army: "Tang Zicheng of South Vietnam, come forward to die!

As soon as his words fell, the South Vietnamese soldiers all took two steps back, avoiding the Tang dialect from a distance, and everyone had deep disdain in their eyes.

Feeling the cold gaze behind him, Tang Fangyan's chest rose and fell rapidly, the tip of the spear slashed the ground, and he let out a long roar in his steps: "Commander of the river crossing, don't talk in vain! I am the only one who colludes with foreign races to attack Xiangjing, and I have nothing to do with other soldiers in South Vietnam at this time!"

As soon as the words fell, many of the South Vietnamese soldiers looked thoughtful and clenched their fists fiercely.

Lu Ziyi sneered and said loudly: "Those who have been defeated still want to quibble in collusion with other races! The Southern Tang Dynasty has already exhausted its national fortunes, and the current South Vietnam is just surviving!"

After Tang Zicheng heard this, the speed of his feet was a little faster, but his face showed a calmness that he had never felt before, and it seemed that every step he took made his whole person's breath climb a point, and he laughed at Lu Ziyi:

"Do you know how many great powers arose in the Divine Grace before my Southern Tang Dynasty, and how many nations were annihilated? Even if we change the country to South Vietnam now, and we were forced into this desperate situation by you and others twenty years ago, we are still full of luck! Besides, only you, who have dissolved the strength of the initial realm, will not be my opponent at all!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Zicheng pointed the spear in his hand to the ground, and at this moment, he stepped like a light cloud, kicked his feet, and rushed towards Lu Ziyi quickly.

Seeing this, Li Xuan sighed softly, he already knew: The reason why Tang Fangyan did this was just to hope that the future generations would not put the reputation of colluding with other races on the head of South Vietnam.

Seeing Tang Zicheng's coming, Lu Ziyi said violently: "It's a good time!"

He left the entire spear behind him, clutched the handle of the spear tightly in his palm, and swung it forward with the force of his waist, smashing it into Tang Fangyan's eyebrows like a dragon sweeping array!

Under the urging of spiritual power, the extremely fast speed made the spear turn into a phantom.

Tang Zicheng was stunned when he saw this, and hurriedly raised the spear in his hand to block Lu Ziyi's blow, and then the whole person used his legs to fly up in the air, and the spear body swept away with his hand.

Seeing this, Lu Ziyi directly held the gun in both hands, stabbed it head-on, and accurately hit the tip of the spear of Tang Fangyan, making a crisp collision sound, and it seemed that a trace of spark burst out at the tip, making the air a little anxious.

"Ding, ding, ding. As soon as they landed, the two approached again, and there was a crisp collision.

In an instant, they fought dozens of moves, and at the same time stood opposite each other. The cold wind gusted, and I saw that Lu Ziyi's handsome robe had been punctured, and there was a trace of blood on his arm.

Seeing this, Tang Zicheng shook his head coldly and said loudly: "You are not my opponent, give up......"

Lu Ziyi didn't answer his words, so he once again gathered his spiritual power to stab at him, and said coldly to Tang Zicheng: "You killed my 100,000 Xiangjun heroes and harmed my Xiangwang." It is simply wishful thinking to try to clear South Vietnam of its sins with just one sideline!"

When Tang Zicheng heard this, his whole person was stunned, and he hurriedly looked up at the guns coming forward, which made his heart flutter. At that moment, he had no choice but to slam his lower abdomen and hurriedly stand up the spear, but his belly was still deeply scratched by the tip of the spear, and suddenly the whole person stepped back five steps, and his face was gloomy.

"General Lu fought well, kill Tang Zicheng!"

Seeing that his boss had the upper hand, there were bursts of cheers and cheers in the Xiang army.

Feeling the fiery gaze behind him, Lu Ziyi pointed his spear at Tang Fangyan, and shouted in a bright voice: "Alien lackey, come and fight!"

Tang Zicheng endured the surging pain in his chest, his eyes showed a firmness, and he said with great luck: "Song Qingyun is a foreign race, and the generals and soldiers of our army don't know about it, and these plans are all my willful will. Lu Ziyi, don't spew blood!"

Receiving this blow, his body trembled, and he only felt that his intestines were about to gush out of his belly, but the breath of the whole person soared again, and the spear in his hand kept changing directions, showing a phantom shadow in the air, like several shots coming out together, wrapped in fierce might, and stabbed towards Lu Ziyi in front!

Lu Ziyi was surprised, the whole person didn't dodge, and the gun drew an empty circle, hitting Tang Zicheng's façade. The clothes of the strong wind were agitated, and the rapid speed seemed to ignite the sparks.

shouted: "Ying Long Soaring Sky!"

Li Xuan had already seen that Lu Ziyi was not an opponent at all in this blow, so he wanted to help.

However, at this moment, there was a very brief pause on the tip of Tang Zicheng's falling spear!

As a general who was baptized in battle, he felt that this was a situation that should not have happened, this action was very slight, and it was only noticed by Li Xuan and Lu Ziyi who were nearby.

In Lu Ziyi's surprise, the next moment, he saw the spear in his hand pass through Tang Zicheng's chest, bringing up a string of blood waves.

"Bell~~" The spear in his hand fell to the ground, Tang Zicheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, and clenched Lu Ziyi's clothes with the only remaining consciousness, with blood foaming in his mouth, and spit out the last sentence of his life: "Collusion...... I am the one of the aliens, and I do not want to frame ......."

Before Tang Zicheng's words fell, the whole person dragged the spear in his body and smashed it heavily on the snow, oozing a shocking red in the snow.

In the huge cheers like a tsunami in Xiangjun Mountain, Lu Ziyi pursed her lips tightly.