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"Kill!"

Chen Qinglong was already in the realm of transforming qi, wielding a long knife, splashing the wind, and his knife skills were incomparable.

On the long knife, there was a faint trace of green qi, which was the qi in the realm of qi transformation broke out of the body, manifesting the characteristics of the external image, the trace of green qi covered the blade, and the glow flowed, making an ordinary long knife become like a divine soldier, extremely sharp.

In the shouting, Chen Qinglong was like a wolf into the flock, the long knife picked, plucked, chopped, split, the knife was deadly, there was no enemy together, several soldiers stabbed the spear, the blade chopped down, the green light was shining, and the general practice slashed, forming a knife qi, and the spear was cut down with the master, and the blood flowed.

Blood splashed on Chen Qinglong's body and face, combined with his murderous and hideous face, he was really like a demon crawling out of the pile of dead, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the soldiers who stopped him were so frightened that he kept retreating, not daring to step forward.

Chen Qinglong's subordinates saw that the boss was so powerful, they were all overjoyed, their morale soared, brandished their weapons, and screamed towards Shen Faxing's soldiers, like fierce tigers, and their attacks became more and more fierce.

Many of these soldiers under Shen Faxing are homeless people and bandits recruited by him, and they have no combat power in themselves, so it is good to fight a smooth battle, but once they encounter stubborn resistance, their morale will fall and they will be defeated immediately.

Chen Qinglong and his subordinates are all veterans, and they can become the spies arranged by Du Fuwei in the Central Plains, all of them are extraordinary in martial arts, and as soon as their blood and qi come up, everyone is a fierce wolf, and they kill people mercilessly.

"Where did these people come from?"

Looking at Chen Qinglong, who was fighting in and out of the army, the scribe in Tsing Yi was shocked, and his eyebrows jumped.

Shen Faxing pressed the scimitar, his face was gloomy, his eagle-like eyes flashed with cold light, staring at Chen Qinglong who was dancing with a long knife, and shouted softly, "He is Du Fuwei's person, and he is the sword technique of Du Fuwei's personal soldiers, and the road is narrow, and if you escape here, will Du Fuwei, the old fox, not let me go?"

The scribe was shocked when he heard this, but he knew the grievances between Shen Faxing and Du Fuwei, when the two fought for Jiangnan, they were mortal enemies, and there was another reason that both of them had fallen in love with a woman.

However, Du Fuwei had already entered Chang'an, and his ambition to fight for the world had been worn out by women, and the scribe shook his head and said: "My lord, it shouldn't be that Du Fuwei sent someone to hunt you down, he doesn't need to do that." ”

Staring at Chen Qinglong and the others who couldn't hold it for a long time, Shen Faxing's gloomy face looked hideous in the firelight, his teeth were clenched, and he drank, "Kill, kill one person and reward 100 gold!"

"Lord?" the scribe looked at Shen Faxing, a little surprised, at this time, there was no need to fight hard.

Shen Faxing pulled out his scimitar, his already somewhat rickety body stood up, staring at Chen Qinglong, "I can have today, all thanks to Du Fuwei, occupy my territory, take away what I love, I keep retreating, keep retreating, retreating until now, I have nothing left!"

At this moment, Shen Faxing was like a lone wolf on the grassland, licking his scars alone, his eyes calm.

"I have no way to retreat, a boy was born in the world, how can he live so badly, although I am not a hero, but I am not a bad breed, if I face Du Fuwei's men today, I will retreat, Du Fuwei's old man will also laugh at me when he hears it in Chang'an. ”

According to the scimitar, Shen Faxing recalled the army back then, how majestic, tens of thousands of elite soldiers in hand, the king and the hegemon, back then, he was also brilliant, is one of the heroes in this land for hegemony, his opponent is Li Yuan, Yu Wenhua and, Dou Jianxiong such heroes, and now, he is like a lost dog, panicking all day long, fleeing in all directions.

Could it be that he has been reduced to the point where he has no courage to fight in the face of a strong enemy?

"Let's go, follow me for so many years, I know that you have ambitions, and now that Li Tang has become unified, you can change your name and surname, and you can still show what you have learned in your chest, follow me, you will not have a bright future." ”

Shen Faxing glanced at the scribe after the most dismay, lifted the horse's reins, patted the horse's buttocks, the green-maned horse neighed, Shen Faxing pressed the scimitar and came out of the dust.

"Kill!"

Ning Wuqian had a long knife in his hand, because of the exercise factors, he couldn't practice martial arts yet, and he used some ordinary moves, but under his powerful spiritual sense, ordinary moves also burst out with terrifying power.

The demon clan's strong sense of crisis and terrifying prediction can allow Ning Wujian to predict the opponent's next move in advance, and the body will also react accordingly, for the beast, this is an instinct, just like seeing something terrible, people will instinctively tremble.

More than a dozen horsemen besieged Ning Wujian and Ning Wushuang, these people, as Shen Faxing's personal guards, their martial arts themselves were not bad, but in this way, they still lost four or five people in the hands of the Ning family brothers, Shen Faxing's heavy reward made these people more and more aggressive, and if they didn't use demonic energy, Ning Wujian could only retreat step by step.

Qi is the fundamental difference between cultivators and ordinary people, and if Yan Chixia does not control qi, Ning Bowu can also fight with him to a draw.

Chen Qinglong's long knife swept away the spear that stabbed, and Shen Faxing's heavy reward also made these ordinary soldiers burst out with good combat power, and rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone people?

One by one, his eyes were red, and under the desperate death, Chen Qinglong's subordinates also died, even a few blood marks appeared on his body, panting, and suddenly there was a loud shout in his ears, and the sound of killing came, and a sharp knife light slashed towards him.

While......

The long knife was blocked, the terrifying force of the force hit, the gold and iron struck, the sparks splashed everywhere, Shen Faxing used the horse's sprint and his own explosive force, and slashed down, directly knocking Chen Qinglong out of the air.

Shen Faxing's scimitar is thick and wide, and there is a blood groove on the back of the knife, like a round of crescent moon, with horse fighting, the lethality is amazing, and the blow just now has at least a thousand catties of strength to knock Chen Qinglong, who was caught off guard.

Falling to the ground, too late to calm down his qi and blood, Chen Qinglong rolled several donkeys in a row, avoided the spear that stabbed him, jumped up, looked at Shen Faxing on the blue-maned horse, and sneered: "Shen Faxing, I didn't expect you to only sneak attack?"

"Becoming a king and defeating a thief, didn't Du Fuwei also attack me back then......?"

Shen Faxing's horse rushed again, and the crescent-like scimitar flickered coldly, like a ball of light slashing towards Chen Qinglong's neck.

"Get me down!"

Angry dantian, Chen Qinglong stared closely at the blue-maned horse that was like thunder, and at the moment when the scimitar slashed down, Chen Qinglong's eyes lit up, and the long knife swept by.

"Poof......

Blood splashed three feet, a huge horse's head flew up, the green-maned horse ran out a few steps, and fell to the ground with a bang, Shen Faxing's body twisted in mid-air, showing light skills, and the scimitar slashed towards Chen Qinglong again.

At the moment of life and death, the faces, breathing, and movements of the two of them slowed down infinitely in each other's eyes.

Burst...... Shout......

The moment a human head flew up, an iron arrow flew out of the darkness, submerged into Chen Qinglong's shoulder, and with a muffled snort, Chen Qinglong took three steps back, looked towards the place where the arrow flew from, and a figure in Tsing Yi rode away on horseback.

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