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Chapter nine hundred and seventieth: Yan Liangwen ugly

"Ding, Yan Liang is currently affected by the anger attribute, and his martial power value is reduced by 5 points. Yan Liang's basic martial power value is 96, and the current martial power value is 91!"

The cold knife in Zhang Gou'er's hand was as fast as lightning, extremely sharp. The vague energy on his body condensed on Zhang Gou'er's big knife. His eyes were scarlet bloody, and the blue veins on his arms burst out, and a deep roar was heard between the corners of his mouth, and he slashed down.

Yan Liang was careless and waved his sword to the top. He didn't take Zhang Gou'er seriously. He only used half of his strength to fight with Zhang Gou'er. The gap in his eyes quickly widened.

"Bang!" The blades met, and a huge force came into Yan Liang's arms. Yan Liang's eyes were filled with a look of surprise, and he glared at him, and he was not careful! He was careless.

"Go down!" How could Zhang Gouer miss this opportunity and take a knife.

"Dingdang......Crack!" With a knife, two horses passed by. The big knife in Yan Liang's hand was broken into two pieces. He held one in one hand and dropped to both sides. The heart protection mirror in front of Yan Liang was divided into two. On the armor, the knife spread from the left shoulder to the right abdomen. The chest appeared in front of the knife, and blood spread along the wound.

"Clang" Yan Liang fell under the horse, his eyes longing for the sky, and the gloomy sky was dripping with rain, as if crying for him. Yan Liang was as light as water, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and blood stained the water surface around him. At this moment, Yan Liang felt that the world was quiet, and he had no worries in his heart, so he left like this.

"Yan Liang..." Wen Chou, who never talked much, was as compassionate as a dog. Just as he was about to step forward to avenge Yan Liang, another tiger general came out in front of him, holding a spear in his hand and shouted: "Don't be rampant!"

"Ding, the Big Wild Tiger and Tiger Roar attribute is activated. Every time the roar is 2, the force value can be activated three times. The basic force value is 100, the mouse Pegasus force value is 1, the horse-piercing lance force value is 1, and the current force value is 104."

"A man! Try to die!" Wen Chou held a gun in both hands, with a murderous intent in his eyes, and the spear in his hand rushed forward.

"Dingdang......Crack!" The two of them fought! Sparks splashed everywhere, the sky became gloomy, and the sparks splashed from their weapons were visible to the naked eye.

"Clang!" Another blow, the spear in Wen Chou's hand brought a slight shock. On Wen Chou's mouth, blood stained the gun body red. The big wild tiger could not take Wen Chou alone for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel restless in his heart.

Zhang Gou'er was holding a big knife, and blood dripped on the water on the blade. The rain washed away the sound of the knife, making a sound of dinging bells, like a chain of hell, approaching quietly. Zhang Gou'er took a detour and the big wild tiger attracted Wen Chou's attention in front.

Zhang Gou'er is like a jackal in the dark. Every time the war horse goes further, it is like a hungry wolf poking out his sharp claws. Wen Chou is like an unprepared loyal dog, fighting against two hungry wolf alone, but he does not notice the danger behind him.

"Ah...Die!" Zhang Gou'er waved his sword and the rain on his body shook out. The sharp cold sword killed Wen Chou. The big wild tiger was ready to go and pulled away.

Wen Chou's face changed, he pressed the gun with one hand, reacted quickly, and said with a sense of hatred in his eyes: "I will take one away even if I die today!"

"Swish...silk!" The cold air in Wen Chou's hand was like a snake swimming in the water, as if it was assassinating along Zhang Gou'er's chest.

"Change!" Zhang Gou'er's face changed drastically, and she turned her face away, blocking her face, and was shocked.

"Dingdang..." Zhang Gouer was shocked and fell off his horse. Wen Chou saw that the attack was not hit, and he was very unwilling to go forward to assassinate him, but it was too late. Da Yehu took the opportunity to penetrate Wen Chou's heart and lungs.

"Puchi!" Wen Chou looked at the blood gun in his heart with a slanted eyes. The anger all over his body seemed to be quickly deprived of the gun, and in the end there was only this empty shell of his body. Wen Chou's eyes were tired, and he looked at the soldiers who were still fighting hard, and he was powerless: "Hurry up... go!"

After a word, the two tiger generals returned to the dust, and the rain invaded their bodies. In the end, their bodies would be buried under this loess like these soldiers who died in battle.

"Bah! What kind of famous generals in the world are just like this." Dayehu, who killed Wen Chou, was in a good mood and spitted on Wen Chou's body, with contempt in his eyes.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Zhang Gouer stroked her beard, laughed for a long time, and said with a smile: "The heads of these two people today are a stepping stone to your and my fame!"

"Yes! Yeses!" Daye Tiger rode a war horse, looked at the corpse below, raised the weapon in his hand and laughed: "Soldiers! We won!"

"Victory! Victory! The overwhelming cheers sounded loudly at this moment. The difficulty of Yiyang was finally defeated by them. At that time, they drove straight into Yangdi. Even if Han Yi lost his foundation, his territory would be divided into two.

"General! Yiyang City has been taken down, we will win this battle!" A young general standing behind Pang Juan walked out. He was so majestic, wearing red armor, with a red red scarf surrounded by his neck, seven feet long, and a look of vigilance in his eyes. This is Pang Juan's son, Pang Ying.

"Tell me!" Pang Juan stood with his hands behind his back, his tiger eyes staring ahead, his eyes full of pride. His Wei State sent more than 300,000 troops. If he couldn't even take this small Yiyang, wouldn't it be a laughing moment?

"Kill more than 8,000 enemy soldiers! Our army lost more than 21,000! In addition, General Wei Shu died in battle!" Pang Ying looked embarrassed and cautious.

"Wei Shu died in battle! What's going on! Why did the losses double? Pang Juan's voice was gloomy and clear. In theory, how could the great victory in Xicheng be like this?

"General Wei Shu's entire army was wiped out!" After Pang Ying finished speaking, as if he had missed something, he immediately remedyed: "In addition, we will kill the enemy general Yan Liang and Wen Chou! The two generals have already brought their heads back!"

Pang Juan stroked his beard, and his battle robe was already wet. Seeing the Han-shaped banner on the city wall being replaced with the Wei-shaped banner, the heavy air from Pang Juan's throat was revealed, and he sighed: "Han's energy is about to be over! My Great Wei will rule the world!"

"Father is wise!" Pang Ying quickly flattered.

Pang Juan rode a war horse and waved his hand and said, "Enter the city!"

Woo... Woo... Woo... Woo, the soldiers shouted excitedly, and the whole earth was covered with cheers. The sky in Qingming was drizzling constantly, as if they were crying for the heroic general who died in the battle.
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