Yuan Xiaoguan fought in a mess and never found an exit. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In a panic, a group of Chinese soldiers came to him, and without saying a word, they would cut him with a knife, thinking that these soldiers were frightened by the atmosphere of the war. Yuan Xiaoguan didn't want to entangle with them, so he dodged on his horse, but a soldier suddenly flew up and pounced, seeing that his body style was definitely not as simple as an ordinary soldier.

Don't think about it in a hurry, Yuan Xiaoguan stretched out his hand and probed at his waist, the red light flashed, and the blood knife was already in his hand. The blade of this blood knife is soft and can be wrapped around the waist as a belt. Because Gao Zhan couldn't bring the blade in during the banquet, Yuan Xiaoguan was afraid of trouble and didn't want to go back to put the blade, so he simply lost the scabbard, and learned the blood knife ancestor wrapped the knife around his waist and confused the past. If it weren't for this, Yuan Xiaoguan would definitely not even have a blade to take advantage of at this critical juncture.

The soldier who flew over saw Yuan Xiaoguan pull out the bloody knife, and with a "huh" in his mouth, his body turned in the air, avoiding Yuan Xiaoguan's mortal sword. At the same time, he kicked Yuan Xiaoguan's wrist with his left foot.

With a "snap", Yuan Xiaoguan's wrist was in severe pain, and he hurriedly exerted his strength to avoid the end of the bloody knife coming off.

The man said "huh" again.

"Yan Ling Body Method!" Yuan Xiaoguan was taken aback, and immediately used it to investigate, only to see that this person was actually Murong San. Glancing at this group of soldiers, I saw a big man with a meaty face clustered in the center of the team, who was the Tibetan king Zongzan?

It immediately became clear that this group of soldiers was an enemy who had infiltrated in disguise in order to rescue Zongzan.

With Murong San here, Yuan Xiaoguan secretly thought that he was absolutely invincible. With a roll of his eyes, he opened his mouth and shouted, "The assassins are here, they have robbed the king of Tibet." "Calling and running away.

"Damn! It's Yuan Xiaoguan!" Murong San heard his voice, and wanted to catch up, but when he heard the soldiers around him gradually approaching, he was afraid that the king would lose, so he could only watch the other party flee with hatred.

A team of officers and soldiers came to check, and Murong San said a few words, saying that the assassin had fled over there, and he was confused.

Yuan Xiaoguan saw it from a distance, and secretly scolded these Chinese officers and soldiers for being really mentally retarded. After thinking about it, he turned his horse back, stopped three or two hundred steps away from Murong, pointed to the team of disguised officers and soldiers and shouted: "These people are assassins, they are disguised as Chinese officers and soldiers, and the fat man in the middle is the king of Tubo......" shouted for a while, but no Chinese officers and soldiers came, and it turned out that the large army was transferred to Guanshang to resist the Tubo army.

Murong was furious, thinking that he must get rid of this hateful guy, and he used the Yan Spirit Body Method to run towards Yuan Xiaoguan. Yuan Xiaoguan had already prepared, and as soon as he saw Murong San's move, he immediately hit his horse and fled. This time, Murong San vowed to catch up with him, and his feet did not stop, and Yan Ling's body method was transported to the extreme, and he was even faster than the galloping horse, and gradually chased closer.

Yuan Xiaoguan kept urging the horse to run fast, but this horse was just an ordinary horse, with only twenty points of strength, speed and endurance, and after running with all his strength for a while, his speed decreased significantly, and he was about to be caught up by Murong San. He simply dismounted, walked between the military tents, caught up with Murong San, and shouted for help when he met someone. Due to the large-scale attack of the Tibetan army, all the Chinese troops went to the Wuguan to resist, and these military tents were empty. There were only a few patrolling groups of soldiers or deserters who escaped, and no one helped him at all. finally encountered a logistics team transporting military supplies, but Murong killed several people in a row, and he was so frightened that he fled.

Yuan Xiaoguan secretly sighed that the officers and soldiers of the Huaguo State were incompetent, how could such officers and soldiers compete with the elite heavy infantry of the second prince? As soon as the thought arose, a shout suddenly came from the direction of the main gate of Riwu Pass: The door is broken!

After a while, thunderous footsteps and the sound of horses' hooves surged, and the Chinese army scattered and fled like cattle and sheep being driven.

The Great Army of China...... Rout!

Nearly 200,000 troops guarded the pass, but in less than half an hour, they were broken and seized, and the whole line was routed and fled, what kind of combat power gap is this?

Yuan Xiaoguan was not in a hurry to sigh, because the rout army was rushing towards him, and there was a haunted Murong San behind him. Murong San's light skills were much higher than him, and if he hadn't had a tent to hide, he would have been caught a long time ago.

Yuan Xiaoguan got into a tent, saw a cloth bag in the tent, raised his foot and kicked the cloth bag out of the tent, but he secretly climbed out from the other side. Murong San was really fooled, and when he found out that he was chasing a cloth bag, Yuan Xiaoguan was already missing when he turned around.

Murong San was angry, if Yuan Xiaoguan escaped like this, how could he have the face to go back. Seeing the rout of the army surging like a tide, he remained still, staring at a few tents nearby, vowing to catch Yuan Xiaoguan.

Yuan Xiaoguan hid in a tent, and heard the chaotic footsteps outside and the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, he didn't dare to hide any longer, and secretly got out of the tent, who knew that he heard a shout just after he appeared: "It's here!"

When he looked up, he saw Murong San descending from the sky, and the long sword stabbed straight at him. Yuan Xiaoguan rolled on the spot, dodging the long sword, and at the same time swung the blood knife in his hand with all his might, thinking that he could swing away the long sword in Murong San's hand, but unexpectedly, the blade was not strong at all, and the knife was cut empty.

Yuan Xiaoguan was taken aback, knowing that something was wrong, he hurriedly returned the knife to save himself, but unexpectedly, the sword light flashed in front of him, and the long sword was already up to his neck. At the critical moment, he couldn't care about saving his life, the blood knife was handed out, and with a move "Peak Loop Turn", the blade slashed at Murong San's chest, which was already a fighting style that ended up together.

Murong San sneered, slapped out with a palm of his left hand, and the trick of Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and the strength of Xing Yi's palm directly bent the blood knife back.

Yuan Xiaoguan was blessed to the heart, and he also swung out his left fist - Miao Yin! With a snap, Murong San's long sword was also swung away.

Murong San said "Huh" again: "The little guy is not bad!"

Yuan Xiaoguan crawled back into the tent, gasping rapidly, these few moves were already his super level of play, if there was another time, he was not confident that he could escape death.

In the sound of "whoosh", the tent was shattered by the sword light, and Murong San appeared in front of Yuan Xiaoguan with a sneer: "Don't struggle, no matter how hard you struggle, you won't be able to escape death!" Give you a choice, either be killed by me or trampled to death by the rout, do you think that kind of death is good?"

Yuan Xiaoguan didn't answer, and quickly thought about a plan to get out in his heart, but he found that there was no way to escape in this situation, did he really have to die like this?

Murong San said again: "Don't speak, then I'll help you choose." I'm going to cut off your legs and let you be trampled to death by the rout!" he said, raising his sword.

Yuan Xiaoguan turned his head and ran, he didn't want to die, he could drag on for a moment.

"Damn guy, don't give up yet!" Murong San's sneer came from behind him, and then the wind approached, and Murong San instantly chased after him.

"Fight!" Yuan Xiaoguan mobilized the internal force of his whole body, waved his left hand backhand, and the fist wind whistled, which was a "wonderful sound".

Seeing that the other party was starting to fight hard, Murong San sneered, didn't touch him hard at all, and turned sideways to avoid his fist.

"It's now!" Yuan Xiaoguan turned his wrist, and the internal force of the dragon elephant was surging, and the blade of the blood knife turned upside down, and then slammed it into his left chest - the eighth move of the blood knife knife technique, "Blood!"

When he was demonstrating the combo, the Blood Knife Ancestor had explained to Yuan Xiaoguan in detail the trick of "exhausting blood". But because of his lack of internal strength and lack of proficiency in knife skills, it is very dangerous to use this move, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will hurt himself or even kill himself, so Yuan Xiaoguan has never used it. But now that his fate is on the line, he can't care much anymore, whether he lives or dies depends on this trick!

Because of the body as a cover, the Miao Yin just now made Murong San hide in a position where he happened to be unable to see Yuan Xiaoguan's movements, so Murong San didn't notice this move at all. It wasn't until he saw Yuan Xiaoguan's left foot suddenly take half a step back, his left chest moved, and a blade pierced out from under Yuan Xiaoguan's armpit, that Murong San was shocked by the danger. But it was too late, and the exquisite knife moves combined with the surging internal force and superhuman attributes, this move was "heart-wrenching" and unusually fast. He only had time to tap his toes on the ground, and before he finished the backward jump, he only felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and the sharp blood knife had pierced his stomach, and then the blade slashed, and a long hole had been opened in his stomach. He felt empty in his stomach and looked down to see steaming intestines flowing out of the wound.

Murong San looked incredulous at first, and then screamed in grief, swinging his sword and slashing, Yuan Xiaoguan had already avoided it far away. He raised his sword and threw it at Yuan Xiaoguan, but was blocked by the blood knife.

Murong San only felt that the strength of his whole body gradually dissipated, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Yuan Xiaoguan also sat down on a stumble, gasping heavily, only feeling that his whole body was sore and weak, and the trick just now "exhausted his internal strength" exhausted him, not only that, but the surging internal force was beyond his control, resulting in serious damage to the muscles and muscles. The left rib stabbed a lot, and when I looked down, I saw a long cut under the rib, blood oozing out, and half of my body was stained red. It turned out that the trick just now was still not under control, and the sharp blood knife scratched himself.

But fortunately, he didn't really dig out his heart, and he was lucky to kill a strong enemy. It's really a fluke, if it weren't for Murong San who felt that the victory was in his hands, if it wasn't for the Blood Knife Ancestor who taught him the trick of painstaking blood, if it wasn't for Yuan Xiaoguan's method of knowing Miaoyin's painstaking blood, if it wasn't for the superhuman innate attributes......

Yuan Xiaoguan tore off his shirt and bandaged the wound, he really wanted to laugh a few times for the rest of his life, but the frantic footsteps behind him reminded him that it was not the time to laugh, the rout army had come.

He tried to get up, but his legs and hands seemed uncontrollable, and he tried several times without success. At this time, he felt the ground begin to tremble, and when he turned his head, he saw that the rout army was already less than two hundred meters behind him, and it was a large group of ownerless war horses at the head. If you are trampled on the ground by these war horses, there will definitely be no bones left.

"Are you really going to be trampled to death by the rout?"

Just when he was in despair, there was a sudden sound of bowstrings in the air, and then the rain of arrows came overwhelmingly, and the ownerless war horses in front of him fell to the ground one after another.

Yuan Xiaoguan was surprised, and only heard several voices shouting:

"Brother Yuan, we're coming!"

"Good apprentice, the master is here!"

"Yuan Xiaoyou, support it!"

"Brother Yuan!"

When I looked up, a large group of people was coming, and the faces led by them were all acquaintances. Sambu, Blood Knife Ancestor, Guma Zhi...... Behind him were Zhou Jinfeng, Gesang, Dong Xue'er, Huiguang, Ye Jishi, and all the clan leaders who moved east, and then tens of thousands of coalition troops.

These people were not ungrateful, and after learning of the defeat of the Chinese army, they turned back without hesitation and came back to save their benefactors.