Zhu Yu was so tired that his feet staggered, and he was not fully loaded.

Practicing swords is more tiring than fighting the enemy, and fighting the enemy while practicing swords, and after more than 500 rounds of high-intensity drills, the iron body is also tired.

Of course, even if he is tired, he can deal with Sun Tianfang.

But when Sun Tian came on the field, Xiang Yuan moved, he blocked in front of Zhu Yu and said coldly: "Zhu Yu has been fighting three times, according to the rules of the ring competition, after three fights, the main thing is to breathe a little." If you want to fight, fight again in an hour!"

Xiang Ding's neck was bruised, and he said, "Third child, where is the rule of this Laozi, is the rule you set?"

Xiang Yuan smiled coldly and said, "This rule is all in my Fierce Tiger Army, if you don't follow it, even if you lose, where do you come from, where do you go back!"

Xiang Ding was so angry that he trembled, he didn't want to stay for a moment with Zhu Yu.

Damn little bastard, killed his two good hands, he was bleeding in his heart.

Although the death of two people will not hurt the vitality, but the morale is greatly damaged, if you can't kill Zhu Yu today, what will be the future of the right army?

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and his eyes swept to Sun Tianfang: "Tianfang, step back first, let this kid breathe." ”

When Zhu Yu heard about pranayama, he was overjoyed.

What bullshit pranayama, using the opportunity of pranayama, he happens to be able to practice the "Five Divine Formulas".

Since the cultivation of this longevity-level exercise, he has only touched the skin for half a year, and at this time, he has a good opportunity for a thousand years, so why not hurry up and cultivate?

Today, it is really a good practice against the enemy, and a "Butterfly of the Child" has been used to the fullest.

The cultivation of the body of the vermilion fish has reached the peak of longevity, which can be called a half-step god. With the cultivation of half-step transformation of the gods, he cultivated the low-level "Five Divine Formulas" of longevity. It's as easy and casual as a third-grade student learning to add and subtract within ten in the first grade.

Zhu Yu operates his spiritual power according to the mental method of the "Five Divine Formulas", and the spiritual power of heaven and man in his body is refined little by little by the spiritual power of the Five Divine Formulas.

The spiritual power runs for a week. He refined one-tenth of the spiritual power of heaven and man, and he just ran for ten weeks in one hour.

The spiritual power of the heavens and men has been refined to more than ninety percent, and the cultivation of the five divine techniques has touched the edge of fifty percent.

Just now, Zhu Yu and Shan Gang faced each other, "True as a Sword Technique" has been cultivated to almost seventy percent, and in just a few hours, Zhu Yu's cultivation has not advanced an inch in more than half a year, and it has soared several times, and the "Butterfly of the Naked Child" is really a baby.

An hour is over. Xiang Ding couldn't wait to shout: "The time has come, Zhu Yu'er, why don't you meet the enemy quickly?"

Zhu Yu's face is still pale, if his spiritual power is really exhausted, where is an hour enough?

So at this time, Sun Tianfang came on the field to face the vermilion fish at the end of the strong crossbow.

Of course, whether it is the end of the strong crossbow or not, it doesn't matter what others say. Zhu Yu knows his own warmth and coldness.

At the beginning of the battle, sure enough, Zhu Yu lost the upper hand.

His close to seventy percent of the "True Sword Technique" can't resist the other party's Dacheng's Wanshou Intermediate Sword Technique, if he uses sword intent, Zhu Yu will definitely be able to win, and he will easily win.

But where would Zhu Yu use such a precious opportunity to use his sword intent against the enemy? His purpose was cultivation.

So he "struggled to support" and played more than 50 moves. Gradually, his "True as a Sword Technique" finally reached the realm of seventy percent, and his situation was a little better.

A hundred moves, Zhu Yu is still at a disadvantage.

One hundred and fifty moves, the cultivation of the Zhu Yu sword technique is close to eighty, and the two sides are equal.

Two hundred moves. Begin to gain the upper hand.

Three hundred moves, the Zhuyu sword trick has reached eighty percent. Sun Tianfang's sparring partner is not enough.

Zhu Yu's style of "three lives and all things", cultivated for unreserved, there is no suspense, Sun Tianfang was skewered with sugar gourd again, and he died straight.

is still the same as before, Zhu Yu's face is like gold paper, and he even spits out thick blood with a "wow".

Xiang Ding was trembling all over, Sun Tianfang was actually dead, three people died, all three of them were the backbone of the right army, how difficult it was to train three longevity-level masters, today he lost three people at once, the loss was too great, and his heart was dripping blood.

But where can he be calm at this time?

His eyes gradually turned red, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire, if he didn't kill the vermilion fish, he swore not to be a man!

"Gan Feihua, go up!"

Gan Feihua and Zhu Yu fought, and Zhu Yu miraculously persevered.

The two sides fought for one hundred and fifty rounds, and Zhu Yu killed Gan Feihua with another sword.

This time he vomited three mouthfuls of thick blood.

"Sima Bei, go up!"

Sima went north to fight Zhu Yu again, Zhu Yu miraculously survived the difficulties, the two sides fought for 200 rounds, and Zhu Yu killed Sima Bei with another sword.

So far, Zhu Yu has killed five people, and these five people are stronger than the other, if they continue to kill, the backbone of the right army will be wiped out.

Xiang Ding's lips were trembling, his eyes were firmly locked on Zhu Yu, and he couldn't wait to personally go into battle to kill this little bastard with a sword.

He is already out of anger, he wants to kill Zhu Yu, he will kill Zhu Yu at any price, even if he fights out the good hands of the right army, he can't keep this little bastard.

But when he thought so, his men did not dare to think so.

Zhu Yu killed five people in a row, and the souls of the right army were scattered, and a number of partial generals and even general-level experts hid in the army one after another, one by one for fear that Xiang Ding would call their names.

In their eyes, Zhu Yu is no longer a fragile little monk, but an outright god-killing god.

Even Sima Bei, a good player close to the late Wanshou period, can kill him, except for a few powerful generals and right-biased generals in the right army, who else can fight him?

Previously, they thought that all kinds of rumors about the vermilion fish were nothing more than that, and the vermilion fish was not worthy of the name.

It has long been rumored that Zhu Yu is cultivating under the personal guidance of the golden prince, and his strength is growing day by day, and he is definitely a good hand among the longevity-level masters in the army.

However, in the first battle, Zhu Yu's expression against Ding Lu Shuangha was really unsatisfactory.

But now, at this moment, whoever fucking doubts Zhu Yu's strength is a bastard.

This guy vomits blood in one mouth, and at the end of the crossbow again and again, but every fucking time he vomits blood, he can kill people, where is he vomiting blood?

Finally, Wang Ya, the right-biased general, came to the side of the eldest prince and lowered his voice: "Shizi, we fell for this little bastard, he did it on purpose. ”

Xiang Ding was shocked, his mouth opened wide, and the expression on his face was wonderful.

Wang Ya said again: "Vermilion fish, this little bastard, extremely cunning, has been hiding his strength before, but he can kill the horse harrier with a sword, and he will repeat his old skills in the next few battles, you see that his first battle set of sword tricks is clearly not smooth."

And just now against Sima Bei, his "True as a Sword Technique" is almost reaching the realm of Dacheng, didn't he deliberately deceive what?

Da Shizi, don't fall for Zhuyu again. ”

Xiang Ding's eyes straightened instantly, and the light flashed in his mind, thinking that this was really the case.

When Zhuyu fought against Ma Harrier in the first battle, the sword technique was very jerky, and it looked like he had just practiced. But in the end, in the battle with Sima Bei, the same set of sword techniques is clearly close to the realm of Dacheng, isn't this a trick?

As soon as he thought of this, his intestines were blue, just now he was dizzy, he didn't see through Zhu Yu's ghost tricks, let him trap the best players one by one, and killed five good hands at once, and the right army suffered heavy losses.

His dignified son, who was the king and hegemon in Western Chu, commanded thousands of armies, was invincible, and was able to win a hundred battles in the face of a strong enemy in Western Qin.

But today he was tricked by a little bastard, self-destructed the city wall, and suffered heavy losses, such a shame he had never experienced in his life, he only felt a breath in his chest for a while, and his chest seemed to burst.

Finally, he used his spiritual power ruthlessly and forcibly broke through the barrier in his chest, and his heart was shocked for a while, and his blood surged.

"Wow!" a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was like gold paper, and his eyes were full of stars, and he almost fell off his horse.

Wang Ya was shocked, and hurriedly went over to hold him and said, "The prince ...... the world."

Xiang Ding pointed at Zhu Yu with his finger, gritted his teeth and said, "Vertical son dare, you ...... You...... You ......"

He said three times in a row, but the rest of the words couldn't be spoken.

What can he say? He only hated that he had not been able to see through Zhu Yu's tricks, and he only hated himself for being angry for a while, and the gutter overturned Zhu Yu Dao.

Zhu Yu looked at Xiang Ding's appearance, and knew that the other party had also seen through the original situation.

He laughed, jumped onto his mount, and a spell was struck, and his body was immediately spotless.

"Da Shizi, why don't you fight? Today is not enjoyable enough, so I sent five people to accompany me to practice swords, I haven't enjoyed it yet. I told you a long time ago, you can't send a few partial generals into battle, if you go into battle in person, where can you cause so many lives?"

Zhu Yu said loudly, he paused, and said: "I said a long time ago, if you dare to offend the Golden Guardian, die!"

Zhu Yu's words came out, the murderous intent was revealed, and the powerful aura in his body was suddenly released, and the invisible murderous aura shocked the tiger fierce horse on the opposite side involuntarily retreated, and the legs of the horses trembled.

Zhu Yu was still panting just now, spitting blood, and now he is standing on top of the war horse, full of breath and murderous, where is the injured look?

Xiang Ding looked at Zhu Yu's posture, and was even more sure that he had been fooled today, and he didn't turn around in his chest, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

And everyone in the right army of the Fierce Tiger Army turned pale.

No matter how stupid they are, they can see that Zhu Yu has been injured by some bullshit, he has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

It's a shame that he pretended to be real, trapping and killing the Fierce Tiger Army one by one, if it wasn't for Wang Ya's partial general to see through it just now, today's consequences would ...... It's chilling to think about.

The terrifying Zhuyu, who has only been in Wanshou for more than half a year, has such a terrifying combat power, and over time, what is the suspense of dominating the Western Chu Army?

For a while, everyone was afraid of Zhu Yu, and the originally well-organized army began to stir, and the battle formation involuntarily retreated, and the demeanor of the strong army was lost.

Xiang Ding was so angry that he was half dead, Wang Ya saw that he couldn't take advantage, he gritted his teeth, and waved the battle flag in his hand: "Withdraw!"

His general order, so that more than 1,000 troops as if amnesty, everyone turned their horses' heads, swarmed back like a swarm of horses and fled, where is this retreat, it is completely the defeated army lost their armor, frightened, one by one fled in a hurry.

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