In the past half a day, the people killed by Fu Hongxue are all heroes. At least, in Fu Hongxue's eyes, they are all heroes.

When Fu Hongxue took out the knife, none of them flinched.

When Yan Zhengyi began to move towards Thirty Miles, Fu Hongxue's assassination had begun to gradually turn into a pursuit. Blatant pursuit.

The enemy is in the Ming, and I am in the Ming.

By the time Fu Hongxue chased ten miles away from Thirty Miles, the chase had completely turned into sniping and counter-sniping.

All Yan Zhengyi's subordinates who had discovered Fu Hongxue's traces rushed towards Fu Hongxue fearlessly.

When there were five of them together, they rushed forward. When there were three of them together, they rushed up. When there was only one of them, that one rushed forward as well.

rushed up one after another, and fell under Fu Hongxue's knife one after another.

When all the people rushed forward, they played a lose-lose game. When all the people rushed up, it seemed that they were just to stab a sword, a slash, an axe, a stick on Fu Hongxue's body, or even just to give Fu Hongxue one more knife.

Killing such a person, Fu Hongxue's heart wanted to vomit.

Killing such a person reminded Fu Hongxue of the old man who was waiting for him to kill with his family. That time, Fu Hongxue also wanted to vomit.

Now, he finally couldn't help but throw up.

He ignored Yan Zhengyi, who had already ridden his horse and rushed not far in front of him, and bent down to vomit wildly.

Yan Zhengyi did not attack with a spear.

Yan Zhengyi waited for Fu Hongxue to spit out.

Yan Zhengyi sat upright on the horse, his waist was as tall as a thousand-year-old pine, watching Fu Hongxue vomit.

Yan Zhengyi's eyes had no expression at all. No wantonness, no arrogance, no heroism. Not even hatred.

Yan Zhengyi's subordinates are still coming one after another. They all stood beside Yan Zhengyi. Their eyes were full of anger.

Fu Hongxue finally vomited.

Fu Hongxue straightened up, looked at Yan Zhengyi, and asked coldly, "Is it worth it?"

"What we're going to do, you don't understand. Yan Zhengyi replied coldly.

"You killed someone. Fu Hongxue said coldly.

"You killed people too. Yan Zhengyi said coldly.

"Whoever you kill, they are innocent. Fu Hongxue said coldly.

"That's your innocence. Yan Zhengyi said coldly.

In the distance, a ringing arrow exploded.

The people around Yan Zhengyi began to move towards Fu Hongxue.

When the arrow burst out, it meant that the people of the court were chasing after it. And it's a lot of people. They want to cover Yan Zhengyi and let Yan Zhengyi retreat.

Fu Hongxue didn't speak again. He ripped off the bandage that was wrapped around his left shoulder. Bandages, which are now useless. bandages, which will only hinder his shots.

"Stand down!" Yan Zhengyi shouted.

With the cheers, Yan Zhengyi rode his horse and speared and rushed towards Fu Hongxue. He wanted to kill Fu Hongxue with his own hands. Even if the imperial court's brigade was already approaching, he would kill Fu Hongxue with his own hands.

Yan Zhengyi speared. His spear was not the first to pierce Fu Hongxue. His spear was aimed at the two subordinates who had already killed Fu Hongxue.

Yan Zhengyi's shot was like lightning, but his Zhangba spear was like a mother gently picking up her child, gently picking up the two subordinates and throwing them back.

"Heavenly King!" Yan Zhengyi's subordinates shouted one after another.

Yan Zhengyi did not speak again. He speared again. The shadow of the spear is like a mountain, facing Fu Hongxue as a hood.

His subordinates stopped him no longer. They didn't kill Fu Hongxue again. They know that their heavenly King will not be disobeyed.

They all swept towards the place where the arrows had burst. They will hold back the pursuers of the court for the sake of their heavenly king.

Fu Hongxue swung her knife and forcibly connected Yan Zhengyi's spear.

Fu Hongxue has already seen that she can't avoid this spear. Yan Zhengyi was on the horse, condescending, and according to the length of the spear, if he dodged, he would definitely attract a thicker and heavier spear shadow.

The shadow of the sword and the shadow of the spear intertwined, making bursts of sound and sparkling.

Fu Hongxue retreated. He took three steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Zhengyi's blow was too heavy. Fu Hongxue's injuries are too serious. He took the spear, but was wounded internally. The left half of his body was already soaked in blood. Now, his chest was red again with the mouthful of blood he had spurted.

Yan Zhengyi's chest was also bleeding. His chest was once scratched by Fu Hongxue's knife. With this hard fight just now, the wound on Yan Zhengyi's chest also burst open.

Yan Zhengyi laughed loudly and speared again. His laughter was full of murderous intent. His move is even more nirvana.

The court's brigade of pursuers was already approaching. It is likely that Dou Huaien has also arrived. Yan Zhengyi didn't want to delay it too long. If it drags on for a long time, his brother will fall even more.

With this spear, he pierced Fu Hongxue's left chest. What he stabbed was Fu Hongxue's heart.

Fu Hongxue swung the knife again.

He struck the tip of the spear.

The tip of the spear in the knife, the tip of the spear swings back.

Fu Hongxue's heart sank slightly. This knife, he slashed too hard. He fell for it.

The shaft of the Zhangba spear quickly slid in Yan Zhengyi's hand, and Yan Zhengyi had already grasped the junction between the tip of the spear and the shaft of the spear. The tail of the Zhangba spear swept towards the right half of Fu Hongxue's body.

With this sweep, Yan Zhengyi resorted to the stick method.

Fu Hongxue returned the knife. He took out the knife, but it was already a split second slow. The wounds, poison, and weakness in his body had affected his shots.

The sword was only halfway swung, and it met the shaft of the Zhanghachi spear.

With a bang, Fu Hongxue rolled to the ground. The force from the spear shaft shook Fu Hongxue to the ground.

Yan Zhengyi struck a successful blow, and when he swung his spear and swept it again, Fu Hongxue's body swept forward against the ground.

Taking advantage of Fang Cai's rolling momentum, Fu Hongxue swept towards the war horse under Yan Zhengyi.

Yan Zhengyi decisively abandoned the horse. He knew that Fu Hongxue's sweep, the war horse under him couldn't dodge. His spear was too long to defend himself against such an attack.

Yan Zhengyi swept up from the horse, and held the tail of the Zhangba spear in his hand. He stabbed Fu Hongxue in the back of the heart in the air. If Fu Hongxue wants to kill his horse, he will kill Fu Hongxue's people.

Fu Hongxue did not kill the horse. He is not going to kill horses. He just wanted to force Yan Zhengyi off the horse.

Fu Hongxue's left hand lightly touched the horse's left front leg, and her body swung out from under the horse's belly. As he swung out, he slashed.

He slashed from the bottom up. His knife ran along the shaft of the Zhangba spear in Yan Zhengyi's hand towards Yan Zhengyi who was in the air.

Yan Zhengyi shouted angrily.

Fu Hongxue's change of tactics was a big surprise to him

Yan Zhengyi couldn't have imagined that a person like Fu Hongxue would actually use the trick of drilling the horse's belly. He didn't know that when Aunt Hua taught Fu Hongxue back then, she told him that as long as she could kill the enemy, she could use any trick.

Yan Zhengyi abandoned the spear. He knew that if he didn't abandon the spear, he wouldn't be able to avoid Fu Hongxue's knife. Fu Hongxue's whole person had already rushed up along the spear shaft.

At the same time as abandoning the spear, Yan Zhengyi slapped the spear shaft, and the spear shaft slammed into Fu Hongxue.

While Fu Hongxue was slapping the spear shaft, Yan Zhengyi picked up a long stick under his feet and killed Fu Hongxue again.

Both of them have become bloody people. Their blood is their own.

The blood on Fu Hongxue's body came from his left shoulder and his new injury.

The blood on Yan Zhengyi's body came from the wound on his chest.

Two bloody people covered in blood were killed in one place again.

In the distance, the shouts of killing grew louder and louder.

Dou Huaien is here.

Ming Fangyu is coming.

Du Mengxiao is here.

The Iron Harrier is coming.

Li Jinyi is here.

With them came, there were not only a number of masters from the Shendao Battalion, the Great Inner Forbidden Army, the General Office of the Six Gates of the Beijing Division, and the General Administration of the Six Doors of the Northwest, but also the five hundred soldiers of the army guarding the northwest. These soldiers are all cavalry, and they are veterans of a hundred battles.

Behind these men, there was a steady stream of infantry and archers.

In this battle, Dou Huaien not only had to take down Yan Zhengyi, but also his subordinates.

Yan Zhengyi's subordinates also came.

The sound of the arrow is the summoning order. The sound of the arrow is the direction they want to kill.

The vast majority of them were killed in the direction of the arrows. A very small number of them slaughtered the place where Yan Zhengyi and Fu Hongxue were fighting. They are all the people that Yan Zhengyi values the most.

At the moment of the great enemy, even if they risk being punished by Yan Zhengyi afterwards, they must cover Yan Zhengyi's escape.

Fu Hongxue is in danger.

He was surrounded.

He was surrounded by Yan Zhengyi and the five masters who had just arrived.

He was wounded again.

He killed three more people, but was wounded three more times.

A wound in the back. It was an injury swept out by the long stick in Yan Zhengyi's hand. With this stick, Fu Hongxue was not injured externally, but she suffered internal injuries again.

One wound on the left leg. It was a wound that was stabbed by a new master of the short spear. Fu Hongxue took the life of this master, but this master also injured Fu Hongxue's leg. Fu Hongxue's right leg was already sick. Now, his left leg is also injured.

One wound, on the right side of the abdomen. It was a wound that was cut by a newly arrived master of the ground sword. This master used the ground knife technique, but he hit Fu Hongxue's right abdomen. If Fu Hongxue's knife was half a minute slower, this master of the earth knife would cut out his intestines.

The two masters who injured Fu Hongxue died. They and another master all died under Fu Hongxue's knife. They exchanged their deaths for Fu Hongxue's injuries.

Yan Zhengyi was also injured. While he swept Fu Hongxue's back, he was slashed by the knife in Fu Hongxue's hand. There is now a big opening in his waist. The blood he shed was no less than that of Fu Hongxue.

Two other masters were also injured. They hadn't been able to hurt Fu Hongxue yet, but they were injured by Fu Hongxue first.

However, the scales of victory have tipped in favor of Yan's side of justice.

Yan Zhengyi can still fight. The remaining two masters can also fight.

Of course, Fu Hongxue can still fight. However, Fu Hongxue can only barely stand now. He couldn't move around again. One leg is crippled, and the other leg is injured. Standing is already the limit of what Fu Hongxue can do.

He was in distress. He encountered one of the greatest dangers of his life.

He shouldn't have been in such a hurry. He shouldn't have been in such a hurry to kill Yan Zhengyi with injuries alone.

But if not, is he still Fu Hongxue?