However, the shield holder had enough power to catch the two shields, but he could not block the Leng Yue Bao sword as expected. The sword move was only halfway through, but he drew a strange arc in the air and turned to attack the empty left side of the shield holder. This made the shield holder who had all his strength to block it suddenly fall into nothing, and his chest suddenly churned, and a feeling of extreme depression hit his heart.

The shield holder knew something was wrong, so the shield with his right hand retreated to the left to block the attack of Leng Yue Baoshao. The shield with the power he had just waved, simply attacked Xu Yang.

This was also the first time that the shield holder took the initiative in this battle, although he was obviously forced to change his strategy.

Xu Yang's offensive was too difficult to stop, which forced him to change his strategy. If he remained unchanged, he would definitely die.

Xu Yang's sword force did not diminish. He hit the shield with his right hand with one knife, leaving a deep mark on the shield surface, and then bounced up the blade and cut it out, heading straight for the neck of the shield holder.

The shield holder no longer cared about it at this time. The shield continued to waving in the direction of his left hand. The sharp blade on the side of the shield shone with a cold metallic luster under the scorching August sun, and attacked Xu Yang's chest.

This is a way of playing that will both lose money.

Xu Yang naturally won't let him succeed. Whether in terms of degree or strength, Xu Yang is always crushing this master with a shield-held yellow clothes. The reason why he has never solved his opponent is that when a person is punitive and prudent without seeking merit but seeking nothing wrong, martial arts sometimes cannot solve all problems.

However, when Xu Yang turned around, it was only a matter of time before the other party's defeat.

At this time, Xu Yang naturally refused to risk being injured and fought with the other party. However, this was also a good opportunity and he would not let it go.

Xu Yang's right hand knife still remained unchanged, and he was still heading straight towards the vital part of the other party's neck. The entire right body was completely exposed to the cover of the left-hand shield. However, when the shield holder was happy, he increased his strength again and wanted to kill Xu Yang, Xu Yang's blade had already wiped his neck.

The power of the shield holder's body was instantly lost with the surging blood. The shield with the left hand continued to move forward for several inches softly and weakly. Finally, the route of travel was stopped less than half a foot away from Xu Yang's chest.

This half foot is the distance between life and death.

"Pu, pounce." Two sounds, two shields fell on the sand one after another, and the shield holder knelt down weakly.

The last thing he saw before he died was Xu Yang, wearing white clothes, who had a ghostly figure rising into the air again, chasing his colleague who should have run far away.

At least, he stopped Xu Yang for a long time. His colleague should be safe, right?

Closed his eyes and the world suddenly became dark.

Luo Song has been running hard. He has received a lot of training in his life, and some training often makes him feel that life is worse than death.

However, he persisted all of them, which allowed him to pass many tests and successfully become a Royal Guard's personal military academy from a white-Ding. Although his official position is not high and he is only a sixth rank, he can usually lead at least dozens of people to satisfy his vanity.

Moreover, he is only twenty-eight years old and has plenty of time to operate higher positions.

Just like this time, with the army going to war, it is the best time to make achievements.

However, at this moment, he felt that the training was not enough, at least no training could make himself run faster and faster.

The hot air in the desert felt extremely uncomfortable in every mouthful of breathing into his lungs, as if he had stuffed a whole handful of boiling sand into his body. However, even so, Luo Song still breathed in a big mouthful, trying to get even a little more physical strength from it to support him to run faster.

He led his subordinates to ambush many rebels along the way. At that time, he was a chaser. He watched the rebel scouts and provocateurs running around like panicked yellow deer, and then was caught up by himself or his subordinates, collapsed on the ground, and was finally easily cut off from the level.

However, at this moment, he was the prey, and he became the escaping yellow deer. He was afraid that the shadow-like existence behind him would suddenly appear at all times and then cut off his level.

Although his subordinates tried hard to stop the killing god, how long can he with his own strength?

Thinking of this, Luo Song once again took a full breath of hot air, forcibly increasing his degree, and continued to chase the Qing army brigade ahead.

The figure of the back team can be vaguely seen in the distance. If he gives himself a little more time, he will definitely be able to catch up with the brigade. Then, no matter how good the Killing God is, he will definitely not have the courage to be enemies head-on with the brigade officers and soldiers, and his life will be saved.

However, God always likes to tease people, and despair often follows after hope. Just when Luo Song thought he was about to get rid of the bad luck, he heard the sound of breaking through the air above his head, and then he saw a thin body falling in the air not far ahead.

Who isn't that killer?

Luo Song slowly stopped.

He only blamed himself for running too slowly, and his companions bought him at least half a stick of incense sticks, if he acted faster...

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs. Xu Yang leaned against Leng Yue Baoshao, looking at him with a pair of smiling eyes, just like looking at a dead person.

In his eyes, Luo Song was already a dead person. Even if his martial arts skills were higher than those before, in Xu Yang's eyes, even if he was not a first-class expert, he could kill him.

Even if he is a first-class expert, Xu Yang cannot solve it, but he may have to spend more money.

When performing the ambush mission, he only brought four subordinates with low martial arts skills, and his light skills are also ordinary. These three conditions obviously prove that the man in yellow in front of him is definitely not an elite among the masters of the big inside.

If it was an elite, and that time just now was enough to catch up with the front line, then his plan would have to be changed again.

Fortunately he is not.

Xu Yang was in a good mood and decided to give the other party a chance.

He is not a bloodthirsty person. If the other party knows each other, Xu Yang cannot let him go temporarily.

"Do you want to die? Or you want to live?" Xu Yang jokingly.

Nonsense, Luo Song cursed in his heart, who doesn’t want to live anymore?

However, his years of experience have made him understand that if he wants to live at this time, the price he needs to pay may be something he cannot afford.

Thinking about the old man and his beautiful wife at home, he really dared not take risks.

Collusion with treasons will kill the whole family.

He dared not gamble, and he was even more unwilling to gamble on the life and death of his whole family for his own life.

He no longer hesitates.

Draw out the sword you carry with you.

Only death is the glory of warriors.

The answer was obvious, Xu Yang shook his head.

Then, let him go.
Chapter completed!