Lao Chen pulled back from his thoughts and looked at Yang Huchen and Gao Deng fighting against the three Shalim brothers. In the palm of his sleeve, he secretly twisted a needle. The attack he just made with all his strength had already consumed too much energy. At this time, facing Lu He was disabled and had almost no chance of winning, but for some reason, his opponent was attacked by Yang Hucheng and rescued Gao Deng from his hands. However, he did not show any anger, but could not stop looking at Yanbei City.
"No, Wang Heng's family has obviously been divided into three groups, and they kill everyone they see in the city. It has been so long, and according to the plan previously set, the fire should have started long ago, but why is there no movement? Could it be that something happened? Something unexpected happened..." Lu Can secretly thought to himself that there should be no flaws in his plan. After staying at Yunlai Inn for a long time, there was still no fire in the city. At this moment, he could only hide his anxiety and confront Chen Mo.
On one side, two masters were confronting each other. On the other side, Gao Deng and Yang Hucheng each held weapons and were fighting vigorously with the three Shalim brothers. Compared to Gao Deng, Yang Hucheng was more skilled in martial arts. He swung the single sword in his hand repeatedly and swung it away. Shalimu held the weapon in his hand for a moment and jumped back.
Pushing Gao Deng away, the two of them avoided the giant sword of Shariye's Teeth and stood up, with their backs against their backs. Seeing the three of Shali Mu approaching again, Gao Deng narrowed his small eyes and glanced, intentionally or unintentionally. Looking towards the north city, seeing that there was still no movement, he withdrew his gaze and asked softly to the person behind him.
"I want to capture you, why do you have to save my life at the moment of life and death?"
Under the bamboo hat, Yang Hucheng frowned and stared at Shalimu's steps. Hearing Gao Deng's question, he sneered and replied: "Don't put too much gold on yourself. When General Wan left Yanbei, he once The people of the north entrusted me to save your life, but I just did it casually. I can't let this daughter of the Jin Dynasty succeed and succeed in her scheme to disrupt our Yanbei!"
Hearing this, Gao Deng laughed at himself. His small eyes were filled with murderous intent. However, he was not charging back at Yang Hucheng, but looking at the tall tower-like Sarie approaching him. He tightened his saber in his hand and rushed towards him. He spoke from behind: "It's best to pray that Gao will die for his country in the battle tonight, otherwise I will still not let you go just because you saved my life."
"Whether Yang is dead or alive, you still can't get that thing." Seeing his opponent approaching, Yang Huchen swung the saber in his hand, and when he spoke back, his body was already shot out like an arrow...
With a laugh and a snort, Gao Deng also rushed towards Shali Ye with a knife, but in his laughter, there was no longer any intention of hostility to Yang Hucheng, but a sense of mutual sympathy and relief.
Seeing Yang Huchen running towards him with a knife, Shalimu smiled cruelly and shouted softly: "Well done!"
His left palm shot out in an instant, not afraid of Yang Huchen's fierce sword power. As soon as the saber slashed, he caught Yang Hucheng's wrist, and stabbed the opponent's chest and abdomen with the saber in his right hand.
Although Shalimu's moves are simple and without any bells and whistles, this is a military formation killing move that he has practiced for many years in the army. There is no false or excessive use of physical strength. It just aims to kill the opponent's life in the shortest time and in the fastest way.
Yang Hucheng is a general in the army. He is a master of military formation skills, but he is weaker than Shalimu. The wrist holding the knife was held for a moment, and his left hand made a move with Shalimu, instantly locking the opponent's wrist that was stabbing his chest and abdomen with the sword.
The two had the same moves and similar body shapes. Unable to break the move, they had to compete with each other in terms of strength. They exerted great strength on each other in order to break free from the other's grasp. For a while, the two of them fought and reached a deadlock.
The third brother Shaliguo, who was standing aside, saw that his eldest brother and Yang Hucheng were inseparable. The ball in his palm was already secretly moving, and he was watching closely with a pair of mouse eyes, trying to find a good opportunity to attack. Finally, he saw that Yang Huchen was slightly suppressed by his eldest brother, and his back intentions were exposed to him. Within the range of the hidden weapon, joy flashed in the mouse's eyes, he shook his wrist fiercely, and the ball spun out of his hand, hitting Yang Hucheng directly in the back of the heart...
Yang Hucheng had been in the army for many years, so how could he not know the tricks of the three Shalim brothers? He competed with Shalim in terms of strength. When he was twisting his body, he was already alert. When he heard the sound of a blunt object breaking through the air behind him, he immediately became alert, his neck and forehead Veins popped out, causing Shalimu to fall to one side, just in time to avoid the fatal blow from behind.
The two fell down, and the hands that were entangled naturally relaxed a little. The moment they fell to the ground, the sabers in their hands intersected with each other, bursts of fire burst out. After three or five swords, they saw that neither could get any advantage from the other, so they immediately stopped. , turn over backward, and temporarily leave the battle circle...
Seeing that his sneak attack failed, but his eldest brother had gained some upper hand, Shaliguo turned his evil gaze to the second brother's battle circle aside, and saw that the second brother was dealing with it easily, even though Gao Deng was so skilled in military formations.
Not weak, but he was still far from being able to fight with Sariel. He was now forced to fight by the tooth-backed giant sword.
His eyes moved slightly, Gao Deng looked at Lao Chen who was confronting Lu Can, and then turned to Yang Hucheng. He knew that they were also encountering strong enemies at this moment and had no time to help him. Facing Sariel this time, he could only survive by defeating the enemy. When he was thinking hard about his own life, he heard the laughter of his opponent.
"But you, a idiot like you, can lead a patrol. Not to mention Qi Yun's army, even Qi Shao is blind... My three brothers have really chosen the right master."
Seeing Gordon's embarrassment, Shariye couldn't help but feel playful. He dragged the tooth-backed knife back slowly. Wherever the giant knife passed, it left deep marks on the ground. It not only made a sharp friction sound, but also burst out. A little spark makes people feel cold in their hearts.
Seeing the light of the fire, Gordon's eyes brightened slightly, and he looked behind him at the Yunlai Inn, which was in dilapidated condition under the siege of the dead soldiers. He already had a way to deal with it... pretending to be frightened on his face, he retreated with a knife.
Seeing this scene, both Shaliye, who was approaching with a knife, and Shaliguo, who was watching from a distance, smiled scornfully, as if they were very ashamed to have been Qi Yun's generals with such idiots. Shaliguo was already convinced that Gao Deng was not a good general. He was the rival of the second brother, so he only turned his attention to Yang Hucheng, who was fighting with the eldest brother.
Sariel even showed the word disdain on his face. When he saw Gordon fleeing and retreating, he took a long step and chased after him with his knife. He said contemptuously: "If you are so afraid of death, why would you lead a patrol? No. If you call my three brothers grandpa a few times, maybe I can spare your life."
As he spoke, the fat figure that was approaching the retreating figure looked up and saw that Gao Deng had already fled to the Yunlai Inn, which was destroyed by a group of dead soldiers. He immediately sneered and said: "Is it possible that there are still capable people in this Yunlai Inn? The person who saved your life will die sooner or later, it’s all the same, so why not be more happy and use your pig head to record your dedication to the city for grandpa, how about it?”
When he finished speaking, he saw Gordon turning around and getting into the inn. Sarie sneered and was about to break open the damaged inn and enter. Unexpectedly, before he got close, several jars flew out of the inn and rushed straight into it. Come by yourself.
Not knowing what was in the altar, Shariye did not dare to be careless and hurriedly picked up the tooth-backed giant knife and chopped it away.
The moment the jar shattered, the aroma of wine overflowed. How could a mere jar of wine harm a warrior like Sarye, but the fine wine in the jar hit his head and covered his face, staining Sarye's armor and clothes.
I thought it was some kind of hidden weapon or poison, but I didn’t expect that what Gordon used to stop him was actually the wine from Yunlai Inn. Wiping away the wine on his cheeks, Shariye looked up to the sky and laughed and said, "Isn’t it true that you idiot? It's a very secret method... Gordon the idiot, these jars of wine can't buy your Grandpa Sariel!"
Before he finished speaking, he felt something spicy coming into his eyes. It turned out that he had too much wine and had not wiped it clean just now. At this moment, the remaining wine dripped into his eyes. When Shariye was about to raise his hand to wipe it again, he saw a figure taking advantage of him to raise his hand. He flew towards him, the saber in his hand flashed with cold light, and slashed straight into his face.
This attack came very quickly. Sariel did not expect that Gordon's huge body could actually have such a movement. At this time, it was too late to dodge. Sariel had to use his strength to raise the tooth-backed knife horizontally to block this move. Killing move.
"Hey--"
Hearing the sharp and piercing sound of the tooth-backed knife blocking the saber in Gordon's hand, Shariye's eyes had not yet dissipated the bitterness, but he also breathed a sigh of relief and said viciously: "I'll use it as a means to wait until I..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes were blurry, and he could vaguely see the sparks caused by the intersection of the two knives. At this moment, his nose was filled with the smell of alcohol coming from his body.
"Gordon! You are so vicious..." The words were spoken, and the sparks emitted by the intersection of the two knives had already fallen. Under Sariel's evil curse, they fell onto the armor soaked in wine.
Suddenly, the fire suddenly appeared, and the fire instantly engulfed Saliye's iron tower-like figure, and then came the sound of Saliye wailing and screaming, resounding throughout the sky...
Whether it was the fateful two who were still confronting each other, or Yang Hucheng and Shalimu who were about to kill their opponents, they were all shocked by this reversal of the scene. It was Shaliguo who was the first to react and roared. Sharper and harsher.
"Second brother!"
Shaliguo howled and hurriedly retreated without caring about anything else.
With the armor and cloak behind him, he wanted to step forward to extinguish the flames ignited on his body.
Sariel's body was burning with fire at this moment. The severe pain had already made him lose his mind. How could he think about anything else? His huge body was like a black bear pierced by a hunter. He hit it randomly, trying to find a way to extinguish the flames on his body. His eyes only He could see a blaze of red, but he saw a black shadow rushing towards him. Under the severe pain, he didn't recognize the person and just thought it was a trick. Gordon immediately swung the tooth-backed giant knife in his hand...
The general holding the cloak jumped up and approached, eager to save his brother, but he did not expect that his brother was burned by the fire and had already lost his mind. Seeing that the cloak in his hand was about to be pressed against the fire, Shaliguo felt a strong wind coming from his side. Before he could get a clear look, he was cut into two pieces by the tooth-backed giant sword and died on the spot.
Blood spurted out, passing along the back of the teeth and falling on the raging fire, but it did not make the fire smaller. On the contrary, no one came to save him. Even a strong warrior like Shariye could not withstand the burning fire. After wielding the giant sword several more times, Shariye finally couldn't resist it and knelt down slumped, with no more wailing sounds from his mouth...
The fire was still burning, and Shalimu didn't expect that in just a few moments, his two younger brothers would be dead on the spot. With his eyes about to burst, he roared and walked away towards Gao Deng, who was leaning on the ground with a knife and still breathing.
Shalimu lost his mind, but Yang Huchen did not. How could he miss such a good opportunity? The moment Shalimu jumped up, Yang Hucheng had already followed him with a knife.
Hearing the sound of the blade cutting through the air behind his head, Gordon, who was still congratulating himself that his strategy worked, looked back and saw Shalimu's ferocious face and the blade coming together.
"I'm going to die!" At this moment, Shalimu only saw the enemy who killed his brother, and without caring about anything else, he shouted and slashed down.
Gordon was not skilled in martial arts at all, not to mention that he had already exhausted his strength in the previous confrontation with Shariye. Now he wanted to block it, but his arms had already lost control. He could only watch the steel knife fall, and immediately closed his eyes and waited for death, feeling in his heart But he thought: "Fortunately, I didn't mess up the master's plan."
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a moment to die, he did not feel the pain of the steel knife entering his body. Instead, there was warm liquid spilling all over his cheeks. Gordon tried to open his eyes slightly, but he saw Shalimu's eyes filled with hatred, which had long been frozen. Light, half of the blade showed through his chest, and the warmth on his cheeks was the blood spurting from Shalimu's chest.
"Don't thank me, think about how to take down the enemy's head." He stepped on the shoulder of Shalimu corpse and drew out his saber. Yang Hucheng's voice came. Before Gao Deng could recover, he had already shaken off the blood on the saber and turned to confront Lao Chen. Lu Can.
