Chapter 1339 On behalf of Yan Zhong, I ask Er for my life!
Wanyan Honglie's eyes flashed with a trace of unbearability, and he secretly thought that if I come to chop, it will be better than Qin Yun's chop. He raised the long knife, gritted his teeth, and slashed with all his strength, very fast.
puff……
Blood spurted out, and Wu Zeng's arm was broken directly, which was extremely bloody.
"ah!!"
Heartbreaking screams came from Wu Zeng's mouth. He held his severed arm, rolled on the ground, and even knocked his head on the ground, feeling extremely painful.
Clang.
Wanyan Honglie frowned deeply, gritted his teeth and threw away the long knife without looking at Wu Zeng: "Here, drag him down!"
"Yes!" Several members of the Liberation Army looked ugly and quickly stepped forward to take the person away, obviously for treatment.
"Wait." Qin Yun's faint voice sounded again and he took two steps forward.
Everyone froze for a moment, looking dissatisfied.
Wanyan Honglie suddenly raised his head and finally became a little anxious, saying: "A hand for a hand is fair enough. Isn't this explanation not enough for you?"
Qin Yun looked directly into his eyes, tense: "What do you think?"
Immediately, the atmosphere of the scene began to take a turn for the worse. The entourage of both sides moved closer together with evil eyes, and the thousands of troops also began to prepare to move!
In this way, the two looked at each other for a long time, and even the sound of breathing was so clear.
Wanyan Honglie was the first to be defeated and sighed: "Does it have to be like this?"
Qin Yun sneered: "You know my temper. In the battle on the grassland, I killed hundreds of thousands of troops. Do you think I can hold sand in my eyes?"
"Frankly speaking, I am not satisfied with your explanation!"
"There are some debts that must be repaid, and they are definitely not just a matter of one arm. You should know better than anyone else how much the entire Liberation Army owes me!"
Wanyan Honglie clenched his fists, said nothing, and struggled violently.
However, Wu Zeng, who was being supported and sweating like beans, spoke with a pale face and gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Your Majesty, can't you see?"
"It's easier to ask a god than to send him away. Daxia doesn't take you seriously at all. You can't negotiate with him anymore. Daxia is so ambitious!" He tried his best to fan the flames, fearing that Wanyan Honglie would be soft-hearted and risk his life.
Send it out.
He is completely frightened now.
Wuming, who was always cold and talkative, was speechless. This man really wanted to see the King of Hell as soon as possible.
As expected, Qin Yun's eyes burst out with murderous intent. He dared to fan the wind and light the will-o'-the-wisp when he was present. How should he be so unbridled when he was not there?
It is certain that this person must be a major promoter of the Liberation Army's rebellion.
"Death!" he yelled, quickly pulling out the lancet from Wuming's waist.
"No!" Wanyan Honglie exclaimed, his face changed drastically.
His personal bodyguard reacted and shouted: "Protect the military advisor!"
Bang bang bang!
Jin Yiwei took action, like a ghost, quickly repelling his opponent.
Qin Yun swept his sword across the air and even made a sound in the air: "Old man, on behalf of Yan Zhong, I demand my life from you!"
Wu Zeng was frightened, his facial features were almost frozen, and he subconsciously stretched out his unbroken left hand to resist.
puff……
"Ah!!" He let out a heart-rending scream again, and his facial features were twisted in pain. Although someone protected him and pulled him away at the critical moment, half of his palm was still cut off alive.
It looks more bloody and painful.
"That's enough!" Wanyan Honglie yelled, his face changed drastically. If this continues, the situation will get out of control. That is not a situation he wants to see.
But Qin Yun would never compromise and dragged him to death himself!
"ah!"
"Save people!!" The senior generals of the Liberation Army roared, their eyes red, and they quickly led their troops to charge.
"You bastard, you dare to strike first!" Yan Zhong cursed angrily, drew his knife and charged, fearlessly, as if he had been beaten to death: "Kill!!"
"Kill!" The shouts of killing rose to the sky, and Daxia's army thundered.
At the critical moment, under the escort of the Jin Yiwei, Qin Yun slashed with a knife, scratched Wu Zeng's old face, and opened a sexy small incision for his aquiline nose.
Wu Zeng's screams were almost numb.
Bang!
Qin Yun kicked him again, so fast that others couldn't see clearly. Wu Zeng's whole body was like a kite with its string broken, and he fell off the high platform.
Bang bang bang... The back of his head and back kept colliding on the steps, leaving blood all over the floor, and the sound of broken bones was clearly audible.
After rolling, he stopped. His body was limp and he could no longer scream. Blood was dripping down the steps.
Dead, dead?
The crowd froze for a moment, and then the Liberation Army reacted and shouted: "Strategy!"
"Come on, avenge the military advisor!" the Jurchen shouted, and drew out her scimitar. The situation was completely out of control!
At the critical moment, Wanyan Honglie trembled with anger and roared with a livid face: "Stop!!"
The sound was deafening and resounded all around, causing all the furious Liberation Army to freeze and stop halfway up the steps of the high platform, staring at the top.
"His Majesty!"
"Military advisor, he's dead!"
"Emperor Daxia, you don't want to negotiate at all!" There were sounds of gnashing of teeth.
"Get back!" Wanyan Honglie roared again, his eyes red. Although he was angry, he remained rational. Wu Zeng's death was inevitable, and he did not want to make things worse.
It would be better to swallow your anger and move the meeting to the next step, making Wu Zeng's death more valuable.
Click, click, click!
The furious Liberation Army gnashed their teeth and finally did not dare to resist the order, but slowly retreated.
Kou Tianxiong and other elites, under Qin Yun's signal, also retreated like a tide.
The situation was about to explode, but Shengsheng was suppressed. Both parties were unconvinced and kept snorting coldly.
Clang.
Qin Yun threw away the blood-stained knife and looked indifferently at Wu Zeng, who died in a miserable state, not even a complete body.
"Bah!" He spat hard, taking advantage of this old man, but he also understood that Wu Zeng could not be the biggest promoter behind the scenes, and the biggest possibility was Sanskrit!
At this time, Wanyan Honglie on the high platform took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and said hoarsely with a deep eyebrow: "You should be satisfied now, right?"
Qin Yun waved and all the Jin Yi guards stepped back. Then he walked to the side of the long gilt table and sat down. He said calmly: "A mad dog died. Now we can continue the conversation."
Wanyan Honglie took a look at the tall bodyguards he had carefully selected. He just didn't want to be weak, but as soon as they met, he was bruised and swollen by the Jin Yiwei. He knew that he was not enough after all.
He sat on the gilded chair, poured a bowl of wine himself, drank it all in one gulp, and then exhaled a mouthful of turbid air!
Bang!
He knocked the bowl on the table, looked at Qin Yun across from him with red eyes, and said, "The Liberation Army started with you, I understand!"
"I understand all the great principles!"
"So, let's make some conditions. Why are you willing to withdraw from the Jurchens? I don't want to fight with you, so let's make it clear once and for all."
"When we meet again, we are strangers!"
Suddenly, Wuming and the others were furious. Why did he ask Daxia to withdraw from the Jurchens? This was just killing the donkey! They were about to scold them, but were stopped by Qin Yun.
Then he leaned forward and said coldly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"