Chapter Forty-Seven: The Might of the Beast

Due to the fact that there were Tatar soldiers in the east who were already surrounded by them, with Yue Fan's physical condition at that time, he was not sure that he would be able to break through. In desperation, he had no choice but to take a detour to the north road. Who knows, the ghost of the Tatar "Black Armor Army" is still lingering, looking for the footprints of the horse's hooves and catching up again. With such heavy rain, on this vast grassland, he could no longer distinguish between east and west, but he only relied on the experience and intuition of hunters to find the direction.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, galloping all the way, Yue Fan heard a roar in the distance, it was clear that there was a fight, so he stepped forward to observe, and happened to see the scene where Ding Yi was almost assassinated.

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"Division...... Master ......"

When Ding Yi finally saw his master, he fell to his knees and burst into tears!

Yue Fan nodded a little excitedly, patted Ding Yi's shoulder with his hand, and held him up.

A simple action, but in Ding Yi's heart, it was the master's recognition of himself, and he was very excited. But he still lowered his head, not wanting Yue Fan to see him crying.

"Who is that person?" Yue Fan didn't blame and changed the subject.

Ding Yi said respectfully when he heard this: "He calls himself the national teacher of the Tatar tribe, what is his name Yuwen Changsheng." ”

"It's him!"

Emotions surged, and the hatred that Yue Fan had just subdued was regained again! Looking at Ding Yi who was kneeling on the ground, and then at Long Jun who was scarred on the side, that kind of guilt and self-blame spread in his heart, and suddenly anger exploded!

Revenge was the only thought in Yue Fan's heart at this time.

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"The old man is going to kill you! Kill you—" In the smoke of gunpowder, Yuwen Changsheng was furious!

The explosion couldn't hurt him, and the poison couldn't help him. But again and again, repeatedly frustrated with two hairy boys, how can Yuwen Changsheng, who has always been arrogant, still be able to maintain his previous calm? He had just woken up, and he was already furious, and before he could figure out the current situation, he rushed forward with a soft sword in his hand.

Before he could take two steps forward, his body stopped abruptly, because he felt a chilling killing intent in front of him, invading every nerve in his body, the breath of death filled his brain, and the powerful sense of crisis calmed him down again.

At this time, Yuwen Changsheng saw the front clearly, but there was one more person. And the man was covered in blood, and looked at him with a fierce gaze, as if he had great hatred.

"You ......"

The hatred in his heart was obvious, Yue Fan didn't want to say anything more, and he didn't give the other party a chance to react, carrying the war knife was a force that split Huashan......

The sword is full of murderous energy!

The current Yue Fan can be described as crazy. Although he was seriously injured, his desperate attack, like a bloodthirsty beast, was even more deadly. It seems that the death of General Di Qiuran has really hit him hard.

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Yuwen Changsheng finally recognized Yue Fan, to be precise, he didn't see the other party's appearance clearly, but he recognized Yue Fan's knife technique.

The powerful momentum was coming, and Yuwen Changsheng sprouted and faded. If he was at the peak, he would still dare to fight with Yue Fan, but now, how could he still have the confidence to fight again?

One advances and one shrinks, one is strong and one is weak! The gap between the two is getting wider and wider.

The hatred of the nation, the hatred of the family and the country, the blood is exhausted, the people do not return, the knife is clenched, the corpse sleeps, and the war does not stop......

Di Qiuran's words echoed in his ears, it was the pain in Yue Fan's heart! I saw that the more he fought, the more courageous he became, the sword momentum continued, completely ignoring whether his chaotic meridians could withstand it!

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"Okay, Master, cut him, let him Yuwen live forever and become Yuwen's short life! Cut him to a pulp—"

Ding Yi was so excited that he couldn't help waving his flag and shouting on the side. He was already fond of swordsmanship, and Guanzhi Yue Fan's crazy sword intent and indomitable momentum simply fascinated him. I was secretly proud in my heart, and sure enough, it was the master who came out, one top two!

"Master!?"

Hearing Ding Yili's shout, Yuwen Changsheng suddenly suddenly realized, no wonder their sword skills were so similar, it turned out to be a master-apprentice relationship. But the more he thought about it, the more unpleasant and unwilling he felt in his heart.

I have to say that today is the most unlucky day in Yuwen Changsheng's life, and there is no need to mention the resentment in his heart! But now, he has no idea of fighting to win, but is thinking about how to get out and leave, go as far as possible, and it is best to never see them again. I want to think about it, but the most important thing now is how to get rid of my life? In the blink of an eye, a red light appeared in front of me.

"Poof—"

The blood qi was not smooth, and Yue Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ding Yi was shocked when he saw it, and thought that Yuwen Changsheng had done some poisonous thing, so he hurriedly stepped forward and looked ahead nervously. Seeing his resolute expression, if Yue Fan really made a mistake, I am afraid that he would rush forward regardless of his life.

In fact, with Ding Yi's current skills, he naturally couldn't see that Yue Fan had already been seriously injured. It's just that blind worship makes him think that his master is invincible in the world! So how can he not worry when he sees that his master is actually injured.

A mouthful of hot blood spit out, Yue Fan's meridians were much smoother, and the strength in his hands was heavier. As long as he persists for a while, I believe that Yuwen Changsheng will be beheaded under the butcher's knife.

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With the help of the blood mist he spit out, Yue Fan covered the sword light, and the whole person leaned forward.

Yuwen Changsheng thought that Yue Fan was about to lose his support, so he was overjoyed and hurriedly grabbed his sword and stabbed it!

At this moment, Yue Fan's body twisted in an extremely abnormal shape, completely subverting the balance of force and technique.

"Seven Styles of Knife Fighting" - Reincarnation !!

The blade is wrapped in blood, and the person is like a whirlwind. At such a close distance, Yuwen Changsheng could not avoid it, he had never seen such a strange sword technique at all.

After all, Yuwen Changsheng is a generation of grandmasters, and between life and death, the Lingtai returns to clarity, and he decides to give it a go. The strength of the whole body and the innate true qi converged on the left hand, and the soft sword "Zirou" was trembling, emitting a buzzing dragon groan.

"Bang-"

The swords and swords intersected, resounding through the heavens and the earth! All of a sudden, the grassland was full of vigor, flying sand and stones, and green fields filled the sky.

Neither of them backed down half a step, and it seemed that they were evenly matched!

Before Yuwen Changsheng could take a breath, Yue Fan's body was short, the knife was half shrunk, and the whole person spun again!

"Come !! again" Yuwen Changsheng was shocked when he saw this, and once again poured his strength into the soft sword, but he was not slacking off, and the blade easily cut through his soft sword and Gang Qi, and then slashed to the top of his head.

Instinctively dodging, Yuwen Changsheng's side of his body, narrowly escaped this fatal blow. It's just that the left arm is difficult to get rid of the bad luck of the knife.

"Uhhh

The arm was broken at the shoulder, and the incision was bleeding profusely. And Yuwen Changsheng was knocked away several feet and fell to the ground with serious injuries!

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Ding Yi will never forget the scene just now, the power of that knife. Now he realized that the skill of force was so important, and it turned out that he still had a long way to go.

"Master is Master, it's too strong!" Ding Yi muttered to himself, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Praise! It's really a mad knife, either a broken hand or a broken foot...... Fierce man!

How could Yue Fan have the leisure to care about what Ding Yi was talking about, now he only wanted to kill Yuwen Changsheng immediately.

But the heavens didn't give him extra time, and the sound of horses' hooves in the distance gradually approached, obviously the sound of the fight just now attracted them.

Just when Yue Fan was depressed, Yuwen Changsheng dragged his unbalanced body and fled into the distance.

Yue Fan shook his head helplessly, scolding that it was a pity!

Ding Yi woke up, stepped forward quickly, and said, "Master, what should we do now?"

Yue Fan looked at Long Jun, who was unconscious, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up!"

With that, Yue Fan ran to Long Jun and put him on horseback. Looking back at Ding Yi, this good apprentice was turning over on Yuwen Changsheng's broken arm.

"What are you doing, let's go!" Yue Fan urged.

Ding Yi took the soft sword "Zirou" back to the wrist chakra, and replied: "Master, this is a good thing! Don't be a pity, isn't it?hehe~~" After this kid lost to this sword, he was unwilling, and he kept thinking about other people's things.

Yue Fan was so angry that he didn't bother to pay attention to it, turned around and rode on his war horse, and then galloped away without looking back, and didn't forget to say loudly at the end: "Stinky boy, you run by yourself to keep up." ”

Ding Yi hurriedly turned around, Yue Fan had already galloped away!

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Hundreds of pursuers behind him were biting, and the sound of horses' hooves was suddenly heard in front of him.

Yue Fan's face turned solemn and dark, secretly thinking that if the enemy was surrounded, this time he was afraid that it would be more than lucky!

Just as he was about to turn around, a huge figure came into view...... It was a beast as strong as an ox, with a face like a tiger beast, and a blood-stained body with fangs!

Ding Yi had never seen such a ferocious monster? It's no wonder that everyone has a fear of the unknown.

Yue Fan saw the beast rushing towards him, but instead of dodging, he met it.

With the appearance of the beast, familiar figures appeared in front of them, and Chenxiang, Fu Shuai and Yan Yueshi, as well as Ling Tong and others also came one after another.

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It turned out that Ling Tong and Di Feng led the troops to come to the rescue, and met Chenxiang and others on the way, and Chenxiang was not relieved of Yue Fan's safety, so he came with the troops, and Xiaohuo found it all the way here with the sensitivity of the beast.

On the way, the rescue force encountered a group of Tatar light cavalry, and they were so powerful that they killed each other with their own strength!

Di Feng stepped forward and said, "Mr. Li, where is my general?"

At the mention of the general, Yue Fan's expression was cold, and everyone could still see his anger.

The atmosphere is a bit of a beaver!

Di Feng inadvertently saw the big sword on Yue Fan's horse, which was Di Qiuran's personal sword, and a bad premonition spread in his heart.

Now is not the time to narrate, Yue Fan interrupted everyone's thoughts and said, "There are chasing soldiers behind you, I'm talking about it when I go back." ”

Di Feng endured his worries and ordered: "The third battalion and the seventh battalion are ready to use arrows and crossbows! The second battalion charges, and the fourth battalion outflanks, don't let one go!"

"Order!"

The soldier was about to rush to kill! The fierce beast Xiaohuo jumped out first. It was originally an ancient fierce beast, naturally bloodthirsty, and now that it has such a rare opportunity, how could it be let go?

"Roar—"

Xiao Huo was ferocious, turned into a huge one, and rushed into the battle formation of the "Black Armor Army", grabbing, biting, tearing, and splitting ......

"Kill!"

"Kill this beast—"

The Black Armor had never seen such a ferocious monster, infinitely powerful and invulnerable...... The team was in chaos!

Violent and ferocious, severed limbs, disemboweled...... It's a hell all around!

Everyone gasped, although Di Feng and the other soldiers had already seen such a scene, they still couldn't help but be secretly frightened, no one could have imagined that a beast would have such great lethality! If there were hundreds of such beasts, then the battlefield would not be invincible?

They had a good idea, but how did they know that an ancient beast like Xiang Qiqi had long been extinct, and it would be difficult to find a second one, let alone hundreds!

Yue Fan didn't pay much attention to Xiaohuo's performance, but looked at Chenxiang deeply: "Why are you back?"

Chenxiang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say: "I, don't worry." ”

Yue Fan didn't say anything anymore, put away his knife and stood, his eyes turned to the east.

The sky turned out to be white, and after the heavy rain, it was another bright day. Datong City, where the first rays of sunlight illuminate.

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(Purple wood: The world includes rivers and lakes, so purple wood goes from small to large, and then from large to small, hoping to enrich the whole background.) After this war, I will return to the rivers and lakes, I hope everyone hopes!)