As soon as Hu Yanlan rode his horse to the city gate, he saw a huge fireball flying towards him. Thanks to Kuo Zuoyi on the side, he blocked him in time. The broad sword at his waist came out instantly, and he was killed with one sword. The fireball in front of him split into two halves and fell to both sides, burning the remaining Beiyi soldiers until they screamed and screamed.
Only then did everyone see clearly that this was not a fireball, but a burnt corpse of a Beiyi soldier, cut in half by Zuo Kuoyi's sword.
"It's so dangerous..." Hu Yanlan was also startled, and her triangular eyes almost became cross-eyed.
Kuo Zuoyi sheathed his sword and said, "Master Huyan, please wait outside the city for a moment and let me go in and take a look first!"
The Beiyi soldiers outside the city were still marching towards the city gate. Hu Yanlan looked at the dark city gate, and suddenly felt as if they were devouring the Beiyi soldiers one by one. The darkness was a bit deep, and she felt a little weak in her heart.
"Okay, General Kuo Zuoyi, be more careful..." Hu Yanlan finally gave up and did not dare to enter the city.
Kuo Zuoyi, who was already bolder than ordinary people, smiled at Hu Yanlan and rushed into the city gate without making a sound. Hu Yanlan looked at the towering Fengcheng city wall, reined in his horse and retreated slowly. For him who had been eager to enter the city, he was suddenly not so anxious now.
Yi Xiaodao turned his head slightly and dodged four or five spears that were stabbed at his face. Then he reached out and lightly touched the gun shaft. All four or five spears were broken by Yi Xiaodao's casual hand.
The gun head was placed on Yi Xiaodao's shoulder and flew up. Yi Xiaodao lightly tapped his toes, jumped into the air, and kicked out all the gun heads with several consecutive kicks. Several Beiyi soldiers fell to the ground and died on the spot.
When the other Beiyi soldiers saw this, they felt a little weak and stepped back, avoiding Yi Xiaodao.
After all, there were still those who were bold and disbelieved in evil. Three more Beiyi soldiers looked at each other, nodded to each other, raised their steel knives, and struck Yi Xiaodao together.
The steel knife slashed straight down, even though they were all in front of Yi Xiaodao, but it struck from three places. Yi Xiaodao had no expression on his face, stretched out the hand that had just broken the spear, and struck several times in succession, his movements as fast as lightning.
After seeing it clearly, the Beiyi soldiers saw it clearly. All three steel knives were taken by Yi Xiaodao in one hand. One was clamped between his index finger and little finger, along with the three Beiyi soldiers who were holding the knives. The soldiers were unable to move.
"Three steel knives cut down at the same time, but they can be held three times at the same time. The speed is faster each time." When the soldiers of the Beiyi heard this sentence coming from behind the army, they consciously gave way to a road, Kuo Zuo Yi slowly Come slowly.
Yi Xiaodao looked at Kuo Zuoyi, his eyes resting on the broad sword at his waist.
Kuo Zuoyi patted his broad sword and said quite proudly: "This is my precious sword. There is no sword in the world that is better than this one. The rest of them will break if you use them." It’s boring.”
Yi Xiaodao struggled with his hands, and the three steel knives were broken by him at the same time. He threw them away, seemingly casually, but in fact, the three steel knives cut straight through their throats, and blood spurted out.
"The blood of the Beiyi people is also red." Yi Xiaodao jumped back slightly to avoid the blood, as if he was disgusted with it.
Kuo Zuoyi watched the three Beiyi soldiers fall and became a little angry: "Isn't it too cruel to attack?" These three courageous Beiyi soldiers belonged to his tribe!
Yi Xiaodao slowly pulled out the Siqing Sword from his waist: "Are Beiyi people worthy of being human?"
"Hahaha, okay, I hope your sword can be as hard as your mouth!" Kuo Zuoyi drew out his sword, jumped off his horse, and strode towards Yi Xiaodao dragging the sword.
Wherever the sword passed, the bricks and stones were cracked.
The two were close, without any words or fancy words, the broad sword slashed down with force, and the Siqing sword came up to face each other. The two swords struck each other, causing sparks to fly.
Yi Xiaodao was about to use his sword to twist the blade, but unexpectedly the broad sword came quickly. Before Yi Xiaodao could turn the sword, the broad sword had pressed Yi Xiaodao's Siqing Sword to the ground.
"It's a bit hard!" Kuo Zuoyi was a little surprised that Yi Xiaodao's Siqing Sword was not cut off with one blow, but he was soon relieved. It would be strange if it was cut off with one sword! Such a master would never be without a good weapon.
Yi Xiaodao Siqing Sword was suppressed, and he quickly swept out with his kick. Kuo Zuoyi also had the same reaction, crossing his legs and taking a few steps back at the same time.
Kuo Zuoyi hurt so much that he wanted to squat down and rub it, but there were so many Beiyi soldiers around, so he could only endure it.
Yi Xiaodao couldn't bear it, so he squatted down, hugged his leg and started rubbing it: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts."
How can this person have the demeanor of a master of martial arts? The Northern Yi soldiers were speechless. From time to time, some people cheered for Kuo Zuoyi: "General, you are mighty!"
Seeing Yi Xiaodao's appearance, Kuo Zuoyi was filled with doubts. Although the foot was painful, it was still bearable. Could this kid be acting?
The shouts and cheers all around prevented Kuo Zuoyi from thinking carefully. Time was running out, and the Anxi Army in the south of the city did not know when it would return to defend. Moreover, if the Anxi Army in the north of the city was alerted, it would be a long night and many dreams.
Thinking of this, Kuo Zuoyi dragged his broad sword and swept it across. The position was just right. No matter Yi Xiaodao squatted or stood up, he could guarantee two cuts with one sword. Even if he jumped high, the broad sword could reverse the edge in time. He didn't believe that Yi Xiaodao could dodge in the air.
Yi Xiaodao also noticed Kuo Zuoyi's intention. He who was originally squatting on the ground quickly exerted his strength and jumped up. Kuo Jian then chased after him.
As expected, Yi Xiaodao turned over the Siqing Sword, placed it under his feet, and used the Siqing Sword to block the blow of the broad sword. With Siqing Sword in the way, Yi Xiaodao was safe and jumped behind Kuo Zuoyi, stepping on the blade of the sword.
"Cut!" Yi Xiaodao turned around and slashed directly at Kuo Zuoyi's neck.
With a "clang" sound, the broad sword fell to the ground. The Siqing Sword swiped with one sword, and all of them were killed!
Kuo Zuoyi, who was standing here just now, disappeared without a trace! Only the broad sword was left, and the treasured knot of Kuo Zuoyi lay on the ground.
"Pa!" A big hand suddenly stretched out from below and grabbed Yi Xiaodao's neck. Without stopping, he actually lifted him up from the ground. At the same time, a big hand stretched out, grasped Yi Xiaodao's sword-holding hand, and held him firmly.
It turned out that when Yi Xiaodao jumped behind him, Kuo Zuoyi had already abandoned his sword, rolled around on the ground, and quietly got close to him.
Now Yi Xiaodao is restrained and his feet are off the ground. No matter how hard he struggles, it won't help.
"Come here and capture him!" Kuo Zuoyi didn't dare to ask him, so he quickly ordered the Beiyi soldiers on the side to come over and capture Yi Xiaodao. Several Beiyi soldiers took out their iron chains and hurried over.
From the time the two of them fought to the time Yi Xiaodao was captured, it only took a few breaths. It was dizzying to watch. In the end, Kuo Zuoyi won.
"Didn't you... say... that's your baby... pimple?" Yi Xiaodao asked with difficulty.
"Oh, boy, life is the most important thing when fighting on the battlefield! You have suffered the loss of your inexperience! But you won't have a chance, maybe in the next life!" As Kuo Zuoyi spoke, two iron chains were already attached to Yi Xiaodao neck.
Yi Xiaodao's face turned red from being pinched, but he still said word by word: "Have I ever...said...I hate being...choked..." As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Xiaodao's eyes flashed. A hint of fire.
"Ah!" A ball of flame exploded from Yi Xiaodao's body. Kuo Zuoyi was in pain and was about to let go, but was held firmly by Yi Xiaodao's hands.
Yi Xiaodao sneered: "Don't you like pinching? Why did you let go?"
Kuo Zuoyi watched helplessly as a ball of fire suddenly burst out from his sleeves and burned upwards along his arms.
Kuo Zuoyi was anxious and wanted to break away from Yi Xiaodao, but he didn't expect that his struggle would be of no help. Yi Xiaodao's hands were like steel claws, grabbing him tightly and he couldn't break free at all.
"Are you not as strong as him? He was just pretending!" Kuo Zuoyi was shocked. He was frightened and frightened. He was already panicking.
The two iron chains around Yi Xiaodao's neck were pinched gently by his two fingers. The two iron chains as thick as chopsticks were directly cut off by his two fingers! Or maybe it's burned out...
Kuo Zuoyi was restrained and unable to move. He kicked Yi Xiaodao twice in the chest.
Yi Xiaodao was faster, freed up one hand, grabbed Kuo Zuoyi's thigh, and squeezed it hard towards the kneecap. The other leg followed the same method and pinched both of his legs.
Two "clicks" are clearly audible.
The knees of Kuo Zuoyi's legs were crushed by Yi Xiaodao.
The fierce fire had already reached Kuo Zuo Yi's body, and Kuo Zuo Yi howled and screamed, and soon his whole body was wrapped in the fire.
Seeing this, Yi Xiaodao also let go of his hands, which were as burnt as coke, and threw him aside casually. Kuo Zuoyi was rolling all over the ground, his wails almost echoing through the sky, and the movement was terrifying.
None of the surrounding Beiyi soldiers dared to step forward to intervene. They could only watch Kuo Zuoyi's violent struggle gradually become smaller and smaller, and gradually he became motionless.
Yi Xiaodao put the Siqing Sword back into its scabbard and looked back at the group of Beiyi soldiers.
The Northern Yi soldiers now don't know what to do one by one. Should they withdraw from the city? After working so hard to enter Fengcheng, it is absolutely impossible for them to withdraw on their own now.
But it would be unrealistic for them to come forward and knock down Yi Xiaodao. Kuo Zuoyi and Yi Xiaodao had a head-to-head confrontation, but ended up being burned alive. Who would dare to seek death?
Seeing that these Beiyi soldiers had been frightened, Yi Xiaodao felt happy in his heart and did not take the initiative to fight. He just stood there quietly and waited.
When Kuo Zuoyi was burned to death just now, the wailing sounds were shrill and loud. The Anxi Army in the city had already noticed it, and large groups of Anxi Army were coming here. These are the Anxi troops stationed in Beicheng and resting in the city late at night.
Yi Xiaodao couldn't help but grinned when he heard the footsteps in the distance.
As long as you can hold on to it.
