The young man in white who stood up shook his wrist and the chain knife made a crisp sound. He took two steps forward, and many soldiers standing around the chasing were avoiding him.

With one knife, thunder thunder broke out on the flat ground!

Following the sword, the young man in white moved forward quickly. In the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of Yang Huzi. Then he raised his head and a strange smile hanged on the corner of his mouth.

The sword slashing towards Yang Huzi's waist was blocked by the chain knife. Guo Xiaojiu felt his hands numb, and the sword almost came out, but at this time he could see clearly the face of the young man in white.

He took seven or eight steps and held the sword in his other hand. Only then did Guo Xiaojiu feel a sweet feeling in his throat, suppressing the countercurrent breath in his body, and an ugly smile appeared on his face: "Young Master Yu?"

"You read that right." Mr. Yu still smiled. He raised the chain knife, and a green pattern gradually appeared on half of his cheeks. The patterns rose from under his neck and spread out.

Vitality emanated from Mr. Yu. In this early spring, the tender buds that were just about to emerge actually pushed through the thick soil above the head.

"I can have such ability now, to put it bluntly, thank you for your kindness. We should be grateful to you, but we are not people standing together. Then I will come today..." Mr. Yu waved his sleeves, and a strong wind blew up and fell on the weeds on the ground: "It's to kill you."

Guo Xiaojiu did not answer, but just raised the corners of his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, a far-fetched smile, and a sound of coldness came from the depths of his Adam's apple.

Without words, it is the best time to take out the knife. Guo Xiaojiu raised the knife, held it with both hands again, and slashed it with one knife. The knife was like a dragon, and the foot was stepping on the flowing water. Just a breath, the knife intention had approached Mr. Yu.

The strong wind blew up Mr. Yu's clothes, and his hair danced with the wind. He no longer had a smile and looked extremely serious. This handsome young man came to fight with a knife.

The two swords collided and there was no redundant reservation between attacks. The chain sword churned and wrapped around the sword. Taking advantage of Guo Xiaojiu's surprise, Mr. Yu suddenly took two steps forward.

His whole body hit Guo Xiaojiu's chest. As if Mr. Yu had not stopped yet, he waved his fist and punched him down. When he heard the muffled sound from Guo Xiaojiu's chest, Mr. Yu slowly stood still and nodded with satisfaction.

After being hit like this, Guo Xiaojiu was a little confused. Young Master Yu was actually a little stronger than Huangfu in a short period of time. Even the strength of Feng Yuanyi and Guo Xiaojiu was only a little worse than that of Feng Yuanyi and Guo Xiaojiu.

"Guo Xiaojiu, why bother?" Mr. Yu asked with a smile, but he did not continue to force him forward.

"Why?" Guo Xiaojiu took a deep breath, afraid that when two encounters, Mr. Yu had already injured his lungs. Forced action would only affect the injuries in his body, and the loss was not worth it: "Maybe I just don't want to see the Tang Dynasty ruined in your hands for nothing.

Bar."

Taking advantage of this kung fu, Yang Huzi had already run far away and hid in the military formation. He stood behind countless soldiers, with a dark cloud on his face. His eyes did not continue to fall in Guo Xiaojiu's direction. Since Mr. Yu had taken action, there was no need for Yang Huzi to continue to sacrifice the lives of his soldiers.

These men who accompanied him to this place with Yang Huzi from the border were all good men of his northwest border army. As long as they seized the city of dìdū, all of these soldiers of the northwest border army would become heroes of the founding country.

He turned slightly and looked at the huge military formation. At this time, Bai Letian was still confronting Huangfu. The one who opened up a path from the military formation was the joint efforts of Shi Lianglian and Ning Buer.

With the golden crystal pen in the hands of Mr. Qian Zangzhen, their circle of people in the martial arts world can almost be regarded as a rival to the army.

But just these people want to kill Yang Huzi? Yang Huzi shook her head gently, looked at the white-clothed scholar on the dome with questions, and opened her lips: "No!"

Hundreds of soldiers threw the spears in their hands together, and the spear hit the mountains and rivers depicted by Qian Zangzhen, causing ripples, but there were finally signs of loosening.

"Old Master Qian, how long can it last?" Shi Liangxing stood up with Qin in his arms, frowned and looked at Qian Zangzhen and asked.

"I can't hold on for long." Qian Zangzhen smiled awkwardly, but was a little unwilling to accept it. It turned out that at his age, it was really not suitable for those young people who could do whatever they wanted.

Time is the sharpest pig-killing knife. It is invincible to kill Zhang Jiming. Do you also want to kill Qian Zangzhen’s wonderful writing?

"I'll go." Before Shi Liangjie made a decision, Ning Buer had already stepped on a Taoist sword while the sword was wielding, and another Taoist sword surrounded her.

"Be careful." Qian Zangzhen did not dissuade him, because someone had to kill Yang Huzi at this time.

So, Ning Buer stood up, she stepped on the Taoist sword, surrounded by the Taoist sword, and rushed towards Yang Huzi.

Thousands of soldiers in the army all shot another round of shooting, but they still did not hurt Ning Buyi in the slightest. Instead, they injured many soldiers of the border. As long as the spear landed, it was not just a simple killing, but could directly penetrate the bodies of these soldiers.

A loud "rumbling" sound came from above the city of dìdū. More than a dozen catapults finally aimed at the city, and the huge rock fell on the city, and no one knew how many good men from the Tang Dynasty had killed.

Finally, a gap was smashed on the top of the city. As the gap was opened, seven or eight ladders fell down together, and more than a dozen rebels were standing on the top of the city.

These rebels, who claimed to have first arrived, were taken away by the city guards who fought back.

Apart from a distance, you can vaguely hear the miserable howls above the imperial city. There are always

dead.

Giving Guo Xiaojiu enough time to rest, Mr. Yu finally started moving forward again: "After having enough rest, I will continue to die."

Guo Xiaojiu took two deep breaths, and finally he didn't use that move when he was killing Yang Huzi. He looked at the free back of his senior brother in the sky, feeling a little regretful, but he had already opened his lips lightly, making people mutter indifferently, and blurted out like a mosquito buzzing.

He used the sword blade to pass through his left hand, and a knife mark was deeply embedded in the depths of his palm. He raised his head and the strange patterns on the blade began to spread to his arms.

There were still green patterns on Mr. Yu's cheeks. As Guo Xiaojiu's breath went from slow to rapid, and then from rapid to slow, his body was already covered with blood-red patterns.

"You couldn't kill me at the beginning, and it would be even more impossible today." Finally, with a strange syllable falling, the pattern did not spread. Guo Xiaojiu was afraid of death, so today he would definitely not die under this move. With the Haoranqi dictated by his senior brother, he would have eight feet of positive energy in his body, suppressing the evil energy in his knife.

Evil energy can kill people, but righteous energy cannot.

"I said yes, that's OK." Mr. Yu seemed to have noticed Guo Xiaojiu's breath surged, and a slight dazed in his eyes. When he fought at the Deputy Protectorate's Mansion, it was deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be removed.

Without stopping, he continued to use the knife. The chain knife flipped left and right, sometimes he rose up, sometimes the dragon python leaned on the ground, and the thousands of changes in his actions were all full of vitality, which was the vitality in his own body.

At this time, Guo Xiaojiu naturally understood that every time he activated the knife to get evil energy, he would scatter the vitality in his body. However, with Haoran Qi protecting his body, the evil energy would not directly take his life.

The evil spirit is domineering, but it is in contrast to the endless in Mr. Yu's body, and it is also the same as the same root.

The two auras collided in the open space, and the rebel soldiers around had already protected Yang Huzi. The battle between the two of them was only possible for them to solve the problem themselves.

But under a collision, many soldiers of the border soldiers had to tilt their heads and look here. The harsh sound of impact sounded in the open space, resounding in the ears of many soldiers of the border soldiers.

The successive quick action made others unable to see the trajectory of the two people at all, but they could see it clearly and truly when they were fists and cut into the bones.

Except for the people surrounded in the battle formation in the distance, and Ning Buer, who was stopped by the soldiers in front of Yang Huzi, some people still did not look at the direction of the two people with the most movement.
Chapter completed!