It has been an hour, and the time has been delayed as much as possible. The goal has been achieved. If Zhou Ke can be killed again, then the chance of today's battle will be great.

In an instant, his momentum was rising steadily. He no longer showed weakness, instead of retreating, he roared and used all his strength to sweep out the sword.

boom!!

The huge blades collided and shook, and both of them used their full strength.

Click... The long knife in Zhou Ke's hand broke into two pieces, and his knife also flew away.

Zhou Ke was shocked!

Taking advantage of his second hesitation, Zhou Jian pounced in front of him and delivered an uppercut, tricky and swift.

boom!

"Ah!" Zhou Ke screamed, his mouth was broken instantly, and blood trickled down.

"Emperor's son!" He yelled angrily and wanted to fight back with a fist, but in this kind of close combat, Wang Yu might not be his opponent. Zhou Jian moved away with a light step, and then punched him again.

his abdomen.

puff!!

Zhou Ke bent his body in embarrassment and spit out a large mouthful of unknown stuff.

"Old guy, it's time for you to pay off your debt!" Zhou Jian yelled, with high spirits, and his fists seemed to have afterimages. One punch after another, they were all extremely sharp attacks. Even hundreds of thousands of people had never seen anything like this.

shelf.

Bang bang bang!

Zhou Ke suffered serious injuries one after another. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was retreating steadily. His calves were kicked and kicked all the time, and he was even more unsteady on his feet.

He wanted to fight back angrily, but couldn't do it, so he could only block with both hands.

The sudden turn of the battle changed the mood of the entire audience, and the 100,000 heavy cavalrymen became even more anxious, shouting one after another: "Your Majesty, be careful!!"

"Ah!" Zhou Ke went crazy, his veins were exposed, and he suddenly pounced, his hands as big as cattails suddenly grabbed Zhou Jian's shoulders, trying to uproot them.

"Hmph!" Zhou Jian snorted heavily, grabbed his hand with both hands, turned around, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, threw a thousand pounds in four or two, and performed a standard over-the-shoulder throw!

boom!!

King Bei's burly body, together with his heavy armor, hit the ground hard, and he let out a scream.

The scene was horrifying!

The strength is overwhelming!

Even people of the same level as Wang Yu and Zhang Liao were dazzled and gasped. They couldn't believe that Zhou Jian had such great power.

"Your Majesty, be careful!!" One hundred thousand rebels roared, and some even rushed out.

Zhou Ke's face was bruised and swollen. He subconsciously raised his head and the hairs all over his body suddenly stood on end!

"Go to hell!" Zhou Jian roared, his eyes bursting with anger and hatred. At some point, he picked up the long knife and slashed it away from top to bottom.

At that moment, Zhou Ke's pupils trembled, and he looked at the figure in front of him with fear and unwillingness. He never thought that Zhou Jian could defeat him!

Everyone in the Dragon Riders felt excited.

"Your Majesty, kill him!!"

At the critical moment, suddenly, a spear shot through the air, as fast as an arrow, and very accurately, aiming at Zhou Jian's chest.

"Your Majesty, come back!" That was a young general who was eight feet tall and wearing heavy black armor. He was the one who threw the spear from a distance of eight hundred meters. His arm strength was terrifying!

One hundred thousand heavy cavalry can become famous all over the world, and there are talented people.

"Shu Zi, how dare you?!" Wang Yu roared, rarely furious, and immediately rushed out. Zhang Liao and others also angrily cursed: "Shameless villain, how dare you hurt someone with a secret arrow!"

boom!!
Chapter completed!