Dongfang Zhong and Yi Xiaodao have passed dozens of moves, but they are still strong, neither anxious nor panting, and all the ordinary people are stunned.
Yi Xiaodao's steps are strong and steady, while Dongfang Zhong's strength is extraordinary and he has a ruthless attack. The two of them go back and forth, entangled and intertwined, which is dizzying to watch. Only Luo Ying saw the clues. Yi Xiaodao mostly dodged and did not dare to fight Dongfang Zhong head-on. Several attacks were forced to give up under the power of Dongfang Bell, and the number of attacks became less and less.
"Hmph, if things continue like this, they will definitely lose." Luo Ying snorted.
After all, Yi Xiaodao is in the Yin-Zai realm. If it weren't for the blessing of fire energy, he might not be able to survive even one move, let alone dozens of moves.
Dongfang Zhong swiped the gun barrel at Yi Xiaodao. As soon as Yi Xiaodao dodged, Dongfang Zhong turned the gun body and pressed down with the gun head downwards. Yi Xiaodao couldn't dodge left and right, so he simply ran into Dongfang Zhong's arms, knocking Dongfang Zhong staggering.
"If you have the ability, don't be like a mouse, hiding here and there!" Dongfang Zhong hit Yi Xiaodao with his knee.
Yi Xiaodao blocked his knees with his hands, took advantage of his strength to leap back two steps, and stood still: "It's up to me to hide or not. What do you care about me? If you have the ability, hit me."
Dongfang Zhong stomped the ground with one foot, shaking up a pile of stones from the ground. The steel gun swept across, and all the stones were swept away, hitting Yi Xiaodao head and face.
Yi Xiaodao held a sword and flicked the rocks away one by one: "If you only have this ability, then..."
"clang!"
Dongfang Zhong shot Yi Xiaodao on the head. Yi Xiaodao hurriedly grabbed the scabbard at his waist to block. Dongfang Zhong's shot was extremely powerful, and Yi Xiaodao was hit so hard that he knelt down on one knee with a solemn look on his face.
"I hope your mouth can be as hard as this broken sword, so that I can have a more enjoyable beating!" Dongfang Zhong said with a grin.
"As you wish!" Yi Xiaodao gritted his teeth and insisted. After saying that, he supported the ground with his sword, took out his kneeling foot, and kicked Dongfang Zhong in the heart. Dongfang Zhong casually dialed the button, and Yi Xiaodao did two somersaults, distanced himself, turned around and ran away.
Qin Kunhai stood up from the ground, ducked under the tree, raised his head and said, "This kid is stalling for time. Don't stay for a long time."
Luo Ying lowered her eyes, and after a while she raised her voice: "If you run away again, we will take action."
Yi Xiaodao turned around and saw Qin Kunhai standing under the tree. He knew it was the old guy's idea: "Old guy, don't fall into my hands!"
Originally it was Luo Ying who had spoken out, but Yi Xiaodao blamed Qin Kunhai, making Qin Kunhai very angry. Although it was indeed his idea, how could he still hang out in Jiuyin Tower after scolding him so openly?
The surrounding Donglu Army and Jiuyin Tower disciples did not dare to laugh out loud, but they all snickered in their hearts.
As soon as Yi Xiaodao paused, Dongfang Zhong came after him and stabbed him with his gun. Yi Xiaodao dropped the scabbard, grabbed the spear with one hand, and pulled it hard, apparently trying to snatch the spear from Dongfang Zhong's hand.
Dongfang Zhong smiled coldly. Looking at the world, he didn't dare to say anything about strength, but in Donglu, except for the fourth boy Dongfang Shi, he really didn't lose to anyone in terms of strength. Immediately he lost his temper and let go of one hand, holding the gun with one hand. The two of them were fighting for the steel gun like a tug of war.
The stalemate lasted only a moment. Dongfang Zhong felt that Yi Xiaodao was gradually losing strength. He jerked and pulled back his steel spear.
Yi Xiaodao was waiting for now. When Dongfang Zhong exerted his force, he was led over with the steel gun. He turned the "Siqing" upside down in his hand, aimed at Dongfang Zhong's throat, and stabbed it with Dongfang Zhong's strength.
"Little trick!" Dongfang Zhong raised his leg and kicked hard, hitting Yi Xiaodao in the chest. Yi Xiaodao felt a "click" in his chest, and he didn't know how many bones were broken, and he fell heavily. Both the steel gun and "Siqing" were thrown away, and they flew out with their bare hands and hit the ground heavily.
Dongfang Zhong knew that his kick was so powerful that Yi Xiaodao was thrown dozens of steps away, and he was sure that Yi Xiaodao could hardly get up. But it was a long night and a lot of dreams, so he weighed the steel gun in his hand and threw it towards Yi Xiaodao's head.
Guns are always faster than people.
Yi Xiaodao used his own anger and tried to support himself to get up, but in the end he was a step too late. The steel gun was firmly nailed to Yi Xiaodao's thigh. Yi Xiaodao felt pain, but he could not struggle away no matter what.
Dongfang Zhong walked over slowly, looked at Yi Xiaodao who was in pain, sneered and held the gun barrel, spinning it hard.
"Hahaha...Dongfang Zhong, you lost!" Yi Xiaodao grinned with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Dongfang Zhong was stunned, tilted his head and smiled, pulled out the steel gun and thrust it in again: "It's really hard."
"I'm not talking about here, but Donglu... Jicheng is now in Master Yang's hands, how can you fight for it? Don't look at you... there are still tens of thousands of troops. Without Jicheng, you can't fight for tens of thousands of troops. How long will it take to become a mess! Mr. Yang will inform the court again, and then the court will have a steady stream of soldiers and horses to come... to destroy you! Ahem... Hahaha." Yi Xiaodao seemed to have seen that scene, coughing and laughing.
"Even if Jicheng is gone, Donglu is so big, where can I go?" Dongfang Zhong said lightly.
"Where can you go? Confucius disciples...the gangs are suffering heavy casualties now, and they are bound to be at odds with you...not to mention Dingliao in the north, Nanhuai in the south...even the Donglu gangs are enough to give you a headache...and, you Where is the military pay and rations? There is no military pay and rations...hehehe." The more Yi Xiaodao said, the happier he became.
Dongfang Zhong's face slowly turned a bit ugly. It's not like he hadn't considered these many practical problems. He originally planned to solve Yi Xiaodao's group and immediately send his troops to capture Jicheng, but now he has been dragged here so many times. time. You know, if he stays here for one more day, Yang Sixiao's control over Jicheng will be stronger, and his connection with the imperial court will be closer.
"You talk too much, I don't want to listen anymore." Dongfang Zhong pulled out the steel gun on Yi Xiaodao's thigh again, and this time, he aimed it at Yi Xiaodao's head.
The steel spear stabbed down quickly!
Luo Ying suddenly stepped out from the side and kicked Dongfang Zhong on the waist and abdomen, causing Dongfang Zhong to stagger.
"You win, this kid belongs to our Jiuyin Tower." Luo Ying grabbed Yi Xiaodao's collar and lifted him up. She originally planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but now the winner has been decided, but Yi Xiaodao can't die, and she has to take it back to Jiuyin Tower.
Dongfang Zhong glared at Luo Ying, kicked the gun head, turned the gun head, and stabbed Yi Xiaodao. No matter what Dongfang Zhong says today, Yi Xiaodao will die here.
Luo Ying swung her palm towards the head of the gun, which was swatted away by Luo Ying. Luo Ying also received the force and was shocked to take two steps back.
"Dongfang Bell!" Luo Ying raised her eyebrows: "We agreed that Yi Xiaodao will belong to Jiuyin Tower!"
Dongfang Zhong rushed forward in two steps, grabbed Yi Xiaodao and pulled him over: "If I lose, will Jiuyin Tower take action? Oh, it's agreed? Why didn't you think of making an agreement when you were just watching?"
Yi Xiaodao was choked by Dongfang Zhong and almost couldn't breathe. He grabbed Dongfang Zhong's arm with both hands and said with difficulty, "Why don't you guys have a fight... Don't grab me here and there..."
"Shut up!" Dongfang Zhong and Luo Ying shouted at the same time. Luo Ying was filled with hatred for Yi Xiaodao at this moment, but this kid would take advantage of the situation. It was all her fault that she had just listened to his sweet talk.
While the two were locked in a stalemate, there was a cry of cranes in the air. Kong Yi arrived on Mohe and jumped down from the air: "Brother! Fourth brother, fifth brother! How are you doing?" Kong Li then rode a wolf. He arrived and passed through the Donglu gang to check on his brothers.
"If you don't hand him over to me, their reinforcements are coming!" Luo Ying said sharply.
Dongfang Zhong looked at Yi Xiaodao in his hand: "It's time to serve your Majesty." He increased the strength in his hand, and Yi Xiaodao was pinched so hard that he rolled his eyes.
"Li...Dingxing...lend me an arrow..." Yi Xiaodao breathed hard and spoke softly.
A stream of light came through the sky like lightning.
"Come...good!" Yi Xiaodao's eyes widened, and his whole body was filled with anger. He hooked one leg on Dongfang Zhong's arm, as if he wanted to burn Dongfang Zhong's entire arm.
Unable to bear the burning, Dongfang Zhong swung Yi Xiaodao to the ground.
"puff!"
The stream of light hit Dongfang Zhong's throat, and it was only then that everyone saw clearly that it was actually a thick feathered arrow.
After Li Dingxing shot the arrow in the distance, he was exhausted, his "star" slipped from his hand, and he collapsed on the horse. Xiang Lian'er quickly supported Li Dingxing, picked up the fallen "Wan Xing" with one kick, and put it back on the saddle.
Dongfang Zhong staggered, grabbed the feather arrow on his throat, pulled it off, and covered the wound, but a large amount of blood flowed out from the seam of his hand: "Like...water...in the end...like water?"
After Yi Xiaodao was thrown to the ground, his whole body seemed to be shattered, but he still gritted his teeth and turned over, grabbed Dongfang Zhong's steel gun, grabbed it from behind, and stabbed Dongfang Zhong in the back of the heart.
…
Dongfang Zhong lowered his head and looked at the tip of the gun exposed on his chest. He couldn't be more familiar with it. It was his steel gun, the steel gun that had been with him all his life...
"Ye Hao, die on your own wall... Ye Hao..." Dongfang Zhong slurred his words and fell to the ground: "Ancestors... ancestors... Zhong... feel guilty..."
