Seeing Adu's menacing look, Ah Shan's lips curved into a hint of ridicule.
He raised his Xuanhua ax and greeted him with a bang.
In the blink of an eye, the two fought for twenty or thirty rounds.
As Adu was fighting, he was startled. He didn't expect that the other party would dare to fight with him head-on.
Later, I felt happy that the other party's strength was not as strong as expected, and he didn't even swing his spear away.
Thinking of this, a cruel smile appeared on Adu's face.
The other party's old injuries haven't healed yet, and new ones have appeared. It's all a matter of force.
He shouted loudly and went all out, swinging the spear in his hand with a whirring sound.
Ah Shan seemed to be outmatched and tried to escape after swiping dozens of times.
Seeing Ah Shan trying to escape again, Adu laughed.
He waved the spear in his hand, clamped his war horse, and stabbed Ashan in the back.
Poof, Adu's spear pierced Ashan's vest.
The spear penetrated the armor, and blood immediately flowed from the vest.
A'du seemed to feel that something was wrong, and that something was wrong with his imagination.
At this time, Ashan suddenly turned around and swung the Xuanhua ax in his hand, straight towards his neck.
A'du couldn't dodge, and his head left his body.
His body swayed a few times and he fell off his horse, following Ayin's path.
But before he died, A'du used all his strength and stabbed Ashan's back with his spear.
Until A'du fell, the spear was still stuck in Ashan's back and had not fallen off.
With a bang, the Xuanhua ax in Ashan's hand fell to the ground.
The Ashan people hugged the horse's neck tightly, not knowing whether to live or die.
Everyone present was stunned, never expecting this result.
Ashan was indeed worthy of being the first hero from the Qi Kingdom. He killed Apollo's number one general, Ayin, while still recovering from his injuries.
Even though he was seriously injured, he also killed Adu, Amitofu's number one general.
Everyone in the Arroyo tribe burst into tears and shouted loudly: "Ah Shan is mighty, Ah Shan is mighty."
Ashan's soldiers immediately ran up, leading the horses, hugging people, and those holding Xuanhua axes took Xuanhua axes.
Ah Shan was lying on the ground, his face pale and motionless.
His soldiers burst into tears, and even the other members of the Arroyo tribe were so moved by Ah Shan's bravery that they all burst into tears.
Captain Ajiu stepped forward and touched Ashan's nostrils and was overjoyed to find that he was still breathing.
Ajiu asked his soldiers to carry Ashan on a stretcher and came to Zhonghua.
Abing couldn't wait to come out from Zhonghua, touched Ah Shan's nostrils, and finally touched them.
Ajiu and his soldiers knelt in front of Zhonghua, kowtowing desperately: "General Zhong, please save my general."
"He's still breathing." Zhong Hua nodded and said to a group of subordinates, "Carry him to the post office for rescue."
Abing was also anxious and followed with a few servants.
When we arrived at the Yi Pavilion, You Lang was drinking tea leisurely.
He didn't look at Ah Shan at all, and said leisurely: "Ah Shan, you have been lying in bed, don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"General, how do you know I'm not injured?" Ah Shan asked reluctantly, still lying on the bed.
You Lang's lips curved into a teasing smile: "Your serious injury was treated by me. Don't I know your condition?"
"General You, the old injuries have been healed, but the villain has new injuries." Ah Shan pointed to the wounds on his chest and back.
You Lang looked at him with contempt: "What wounds? Those are pig blood, okay?"
"What pig blood? Where did the pig blood come from on this villain?" Ashan asked with some confusion.
Youlang smiled sarcastically: "You have two pig urine bags (pig bladders) hanging on your back, and they contain pig blood. Do you think I don't know?"
"It turns out it is pig blood. No wonder the villain doesn't feel the same blood loss as last time." Ah Shan suddenly realized, "But why does the villain feel pain in his body?"
"The pain on your body must be due to your heart." Youlang looked at him with contempt again and said contemptuously, "You wear armor on the outside and simple Xianjia plate armor with holes on the inside. How can you get hurt?"
"But villain..." Ah Shan still wanted to say.
Youlang immediately interrupted him and said viciously: "If there is no but, if there is any more but, I will take back the simple Xianjia plate armor on you."
When Ah Bing heard this, his anger suddenly turned into joy.
He immediately rushed in and said to Ah Shan: "Ah Shan, Ah Shan, take off your armor and let me see."
"Why don't you come in and take off Ah Shan's armor?" After saying that, Ah Bing shouted to those outside.
Boom, Ah Bing's servants and soldiers ran in one after another and stepped forward to remove Ah Shan's armor.
Ah Bing looked at Ah Shan carefully, not missing a single bit.
Sure enough, after Ashan took off his armor, there were two pig urine bags (pig bladders) hanging on the front and back of Ashan.
These two pig urine bags are huge, almost as big as two adult fists.
The pig urine bag in front of the waist was cut in half from the bottom with a long-handled knife, and the pig's blood was almost drained.
The pig urine bag on the back was just a small hole pierced in the middle with a spear, and half of the pig's blood was still inside.
Inside the pig urine bag, there is indeed a layer of sparkling simple fairy plate armor, which only covers important parts such as the chest, waist, and abdomen.
When Ah Bing saw that Ah Shan was fine, he pulled Ah Shan and kowtowed to Youlang in thanks.
As he kowtowed, the servants and soldiers behind him kowtowed to Zhonghua with tears of joy.
While slapping himself, he stammered: "You villain, villain, villain, you shouldn't doubt General Zhong."
"You shouldn't thank me. What you should really thank is the little saint." Zhonghua stepped aside and said calmly.
Abing immediately nodded and kowtowed in the direction of Zhao Ping's room.
He had no right to see the little saint, so he could only express his gratitude in this way.
After kowtowing, he bowed respectfully to Zhong Hua: "General Zhong, what should I do now?"
"What should we do?" A faint smile appeared on Zhonghua's face, "Now that Ah Shan has saved the Arroyo tribe, it's time to take back the Great Ghost Lord."
"Recapture?" Abing smiled bitterly: "General Zhong, Arroyo is alive and well now. Killing Arroyo will easily arouse the tribe's resentment."
"Are you alive and well?" Zhong Hua took a sip of tea, then put down the tea cup and smiled sarcastically, "He will have his retribution soon."
A martial arts arena.
After Ashan was carried away, Apollo suddenly mounted his horse.
He picked up a long-handled sword in his hand and mounted his horse.
Arroyo was laughing loudly. Although Ah Shan did not mess with life and death, he got rid of the other two great ghost master's confidants.
Now that Ashan has won, his tribe can win at least four sets of Xianjia plate armor.
Apollo's eyes shot out with fierce fire, and he rode up to Arroyo.
He waved the long-handled sword in his hand, pointed at Arroyo and said: "Arroyo, I want to fight."
"What, you want to duel?" Arroyo's proud smile froze, and she couldn't believe her ears, "Are you crazy?"
