"How dare you be so arrogant, you foolish boy!"
Yang Ye roared, slapped his horse and said, "Take my sword!"
"Ding dong, it has been detected that Yang Ye has entered the old and strong state, the force is +5, the basic force is 97, and the current force has increased to 102."
"Old man, he's a lot of years old, but he still dares to show off in front of the young master!"
Seeing Yang Ye's old age, Wuyan Yanshou couldn't help but taunted: "The Sui army really has no one, how dare such an old man go to the battlefield!"
"You little beast is so brave!"
When Yang Ye heard this, he immediately flew into a rage. A sharp cold wind blew up from the golden knife in his hand, and he slashed at Wuyan Yanshou with one strike: "In ancient times, there was an honest man who was eighty years old and could go into battle. How dare you look down on me!"
Wu Yan Yanshou raised Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand to resist. The golden knife struck the handle of the halberd, making a loud chirping sound.
"This old man is so strong!"
As soon as he struck his hand, Wuyan Yanshou felt a numbness in the tiger's mouth. He couldn't help but be shocked. He secretly squeezed Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, not daring to look down on him in the slightest.
"You little barbarian thief, you know how powerful I am!"
Yang Ye laughed loudly and became energetic. He swept the golden sword from left to right and slashed to the left and right, keeping Wuyan Yanshou's vital points at his left and right. Wuyan Yanshou was cautious, wielding Fang Tian's painted halberd in full circle, blocking horizontally and vertically to protect himself.
"This barbarian boy's martial arts skills are quite good!"
After more than thirty rounds, Yang Ye saw that he still couldn't defeat Wuyan Yanshou, so he suddenly put away his sword and withdrew his strength, then returned to his horse and ran away.
Wuyan Yanshou was stunned when he saw this, and immediately realized: "This old man is so old. He has been fighting with me for a long time and he has been using all his strength. His physical strength must have been unable to support him!"
"Don't leave, old man! Let's see how I take your head!"
Wuyan Yanshou thought he had seen through the end of Yang Ye's strong crossbow, so he slapped his horse and galloped in hot pursuit.
When Yang Ye saw Wuyan Yanshou chasing after him, a smile appeared on his face. The golden knife in his hand unconsciously dropped down, with the tip pointing to the ground. At the same time, he deliberately slowed down his horse and waited for Wuyan Yanshou to catch up.
Wuyan Yanshou only said that his mount was a good horse that could only be chosen from a thousand. It was naturally better than Yang Ye's horse in terms of leg strength, so he just chased after him without any precautions. He was about to catch up with Yang Ye, but unexpectedly, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in his ears: "Barbarian boy, watch the knife!"
In the midst of the roar, Yang Ye had turned around, and the golden knife in his hand was attacking from top to bottom.
"Ding dong, it was detected that Yang Ye used the knife trick. The force was instantly +6, and the current force rose to 108. The target Wuyan Yanshou did not take precautions, the force was -5, and the current force dropped to 94."
Wu Yan Yanshou's complexion changed drastically. In his panic, he didn't even raise the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand to fight. In an instant, the golden knife fell and split Wu Yan Yanshou into two pieces, causing blood to splash.
"Ding dong, it was detected that Yang Ye killed Wuyan Yanshou. The host received 10 powerful points. The current total number of powerful points has increased to 912."
"Hahaha, all the soldiers, follow me and kill together!"
Yang Ye slashed Wuyan Yanshou with his sword, and blood spattered all over his face. He casually touched it, shouted loudly, and rushed forward. The golden sword swung out like the wind, slashing horizontally and vertically, invincible to anyone who stood in his way.
"Avenge the young patriarch, kill him!"
The generals of the Jurchen Army are basically the clan leaders of the same tribe, and Wu Yanguang, who has been born in chaos, is no exception. Although Wu Yanguang knew that Wu Yan Yanshou was excellent in martial arts, out of doting on his only son, he arranged for his close confidants Wu Yan Zeqing, Wu Yan Liangzuo, Wu Yan Liangyu, Wu Yan Wanning and Wu Yan Yongfang to protect him.
Seeing their young patriarch being knocked off his horse by Yang Ye, these few people's eyes turned red, and they screamed and killed towards Yang Ye. Of course, it is unknown what they would do if they knew that their clan leader Wu Yanguang had already gone to the underworld to report Wu Yanshou.
Several people bared their teeth and claws to kill Yang Ye. Some raised knives and some waved maces. They looked indeed murderous.
"The clown, take a stab at me!"
Yang Ye snorted coldly, with disdain in his eyes. He galloped up on his horse and raised the golden knife in his hand high. There was a flash of cold light and a flash of blood. Wuyan Wanning was immediately chopped off under the horse with a knife.
"What an awesome old man!"
The other people were frightened by Yang Ye's ferocity. Wuyan Liangyu was the first to react and waved the mace in his hand: "Don't be afraid, everyone. There are many of us. Let's take down this old man together and give it to the young patriarch and Wan Wan." Brother Ning takes revenge!”
"now you!"
Wuyan Liangyu's words immediately attracted Yang Ye's attention. Before the others could react and come to the rescue, Yang Ye had already galloped forward on horseback and slashed down with his sword in the air.
Wuyan Liangyu hurriedly raised the mace to greet him. He heard a "click" sound, the mace broke, and the golden sword fell down without losing its momentum. Wuyan Liangyu suddenly turned into Yang Ye's dead soul.
"Run!"
Wuyan Yongfang was so frightened that he turned his horse and ran away. Wuyan Zeqing and Wuyan Liangzuo didn't dare to stay when they saw this, so they followed Wuyan Yongfang away.
"Where to go!"
Yang Ye roared and galloped. Wuyan Liangzuo was not good at horseback riding. He was the first to be caught up by Yang Ye. The blade flashed past and Wuyan Liangzuo was cut in half.
Yang Ye didn't stop, and rode his horse over Wuyan Liangzuo's body, quickly pursuing him.
"Old man, I'll fight you!"
Seeing that Yang Ye was approaching, Wu Yan Zeqing knew that there was no way to avoid him, so he gritted his teeth and turned his horse's head to meet him.
Yang Ye raised his sword to chop, and Wu Yan Zeqing hurriedly raised his sword to parry. Unexpectedly, Yang Ye suddenly changed his technique in mid-air, changing from slashing to horizontal slash. He heard a scream, and Wu Yan Zeqing's big head rolled to the ground.
Yang Ye beheaded Wuyan Zeqing, then looked up and saw that Wuyan Yongfang, who had fled for his life at the beginning, had already escaped a long way away, and it seemed that he could no longer catch up.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a sharp arrow shot from behind, passing Yang Ye and hitting Wuyan Yongfang with great precision. Wuyan Yongfang thought he had escaped with his life, but he only felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw an arrow. The sharp arrow had penetrated his chest. He rolled his eyes and fell off his horse and died.
Yang Ye turned his head and looked around, only to see Ma Lin not far away put away his crossbow, clapped his horse and came towards Yang Ye. He raised his hand and said, "The old prince is really strong and brave, I will admire him in the end!"
"General Ma is so complimentary!"
Yang Ye cupped his hands and smiled: "General Ma can cross Yang with a hundred steps, I can't catch him!"
The two men looked at each other and smiled, then rode their horses to fight bravely towards the Jurchen army. They slashed and stabbed with swords and ran rampant. They killed the enemy like melons and vegetables. They were invincible in the chaotic army.
The officers and soldiers of the Sui army were all brave, like tigers descending from the mountain. They all rushed to be the first. In an instant, they all overwhelmed the Wuyan tribe and headed towards the Jurchen central army to cover up and kill them.
Wanyan Aguda was eager for revenge and led the elite at the front of the team, but was also cut off by the Sui army. The Central Military Department was commanded by the Jurchen general Wanyan Chen Monk.
