Li Zhen approached Chen Qiankun, holding a three-edged thorn in his right hand, and punched out with his left hand.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Chen Qiankun shouted lowly, with a sneer on his face.
He turned his right hand and retracted the long sword suddenly, but pushed out with his left hand to meet Li Zhen's fist. The moment his fist and palm came into contact, Chen Qiankun's palm suddenly rotated and immediately removed Li Zhen's fist. With all the strength he had exerted on him, he released all the strength and took a step forward, drilling into Li Zhen's chest.
"drink."
Chen Qiankun shouted low, raised his left hand, and slapped Li Zhen on the chest.
"Snapped."
With one blow, Li Zhen's body shook as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Crack, click."
Two of Li Zhen's ribs were broken by Chen Qiankun's palm.
"Old monster."
There was a look of horror in Li Zhen's eyes. He didn't expect Chen Qiankun to be so scary. He looked at the smile on Chen Qiankun's lips and felt a chill deep in his heart. This old guy was invincible in swordsmanship, and his boxing skills far surpassed him, especially Chen Qiankun. He was still in his forties, at the peak of his martial arts, and Li Zhen was no match for him.
When Li Zhen and Chen Qiankun fought against each other, he realized that Chen Qiankun was at least on the same level as Yang Luchan.
This man is invincible.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Qiankun's lips, and he said calmly: "Li Zhen, I will accept you today."
"Buzz,."
With a flick of the long sword, Chen Qiankun swung his sword again and approached Li Zhen.
"Old bastard, I will kill you."
Seeing that he couldn't get rid of Chen Qiankun, Li Zhen went crazy. The so-called boxing is afraid of young people. He has abundant physical strength and strong body recovery. At worst, he will be injured in exchange for his life. Li Zhen faced Chen Qiankun, but he heard two more screams, and again Two soldiers from the Jian Dao Battalion were killed, and in the blink of an eye, only seven soldiers from the Jian Dao Battalion were left.
Moreover, Zhu Wu was seriously injured and could not stop Wang Rui from continuously attacking the special forces of Jian Dao Camp.
The special forces of the Jian Dao Battalion trained by Li Zhen are equal to ten, and all of them are good men who are not afraid of death. However, Wang Rui's weapons are sharp, and he has practiced swords since he was a child, and his martial arts skills are better than these soldiers of the Jian Dao Battalion. In addition, there are countless The soldiers surrounded and killed the soldiers of the Jiandao Battalion, making it even more difficult for the soldiers of the Jiandao Battalion to attack.
"Dang, Dang."
Li Zhen and Chen Qiankun fought against each other. They tried their best, but it was difficult to hurt Chen Qiankun.
Chen Qiankun's sword is unpredictable and unpredictable.
"puff."
The long sword scratched Li Zhen's back, tearing the muscles, and blood flowed out. Li Zhen felt extremely aggrieved. He could not win against this old monster, and he could not escape. However, Li Zhen did not Give up, because giving up is death.
Next to him, Wang Rui was eager to kill, and he swung his long sword in his hand.
"Hahaha... Li Zhen, does it hurt to see your soldiers being killed? I want you to watch and watch the soldiers under your command die one by one, so that they all die without their bodies intact."
As he spoke, the sword shook repeatedly.
Wang Rui swung his sword and stabbed out again and again, killing two more special forces from the Sharp Sword Battalion.
In fact, it was impossible for Wang Rui and the soldiers of the Jian Dao Camp to kill the special forces of the Jian Dao Camp immediately if they attacked head-on. However, Wang Rui chose a sneak attack, while the soldiers of the Jian Dao Camp faced crazy attacks from Tiandihui disciples. When the soldiers were tired of dealing with the attacks from countless Tiandihui disciples, Wang Rui took the opportunity to make a sneak attack and succeeded easily.
This method is very disgraceful, and the speed of killing is truly top-notch.
"Wang Rui, I won't let you go when Qi Zhenhai leads his army to kill you." Li Zhen saw his soldiers from the Jian Dao Battalion dying one by one. His heart was bleeding, as if a piece of his heart had been dug out.
Wang Rui laughed and said: "Li Zhen, do you think Qi Zhenhai can come up? He is blocked on the road and can't come up."
Li Zhen felt depressed, knowing that this was indeed the case.
Zhu Wu was very worried. He was the company commander of the Jian Dao Battalion. Seeing his brother being killed, he became even more angry. Zhu Wu endured the pain in his lower abdomen and retreated to Li Zhen's side with the cover of the soldiers of the Jian Dao Battalion. We resisted Chen Qiankun together, and said loudly: "Commander, Qi Zhenhai hasn't come up yet, it's definitely not going to work. I'll cover you and break through together."
After the words fell, the only five remaining soldiers of the Jiandao Battalion quickly retreated and stood beside Zhu Wu on guard. Zhu Wu rolled his eyes and shouted: "Let's go, break out to the east immediately. Commander, you go ahead, we will hold you back." Chen Qiankun and Wang Rui."
Li Zhen did not refute because Zhu Wu was familiar with the situation at the Nine Levels Summit.
Li Zhen abandoned Chen Qiankun and turned to break out to the east.
Chen Qiankun shouted: "Li Zhen, I have set up a dragnet. No matter how you run, you will not be able to escape. All resistance is in vain. You should die."
Chen Qiankun's face was cold, and he quickly thrust out the long sword in his hand, heading straight for Li Zhen.
Zhu Wu shouted: "Fan Xiaoer, stop Chen Qiankun."
Fan Xiaoer was one of the only five remaining soldiers of the Sharp Blade Battalion. He received Zhu Wu's order and knew that facing Chen Qiankun was a dead end, but he didn't even frown and rushed forward. Fan Xiaoer bit him. Clenching his teeth, the three-edged thorn in his hand trembled continuously, stabbing Chen Qiankun. However, everything was like a moth flying into the flame, and Chen Qiankun's long sword stabbed Fan Xiaoer strangely.
pain.
A heartbreaking pain shot out of Fan Xiaoer's body.
"revenge."
Fan Xiaoer exerted his strength and actually took the initiative to move forward. The long sword passed through his body with a whoosh, but he opened his arms and hugged Chen Qiankun. Although Chen Qiankun was highly skilled in martial arts, Fan Xiaoer was tall and strong. Suddenly he hugged Chen Qiankun at the cost of his own life and blocked Chen Qiankun's offensive.
When Chen Qiankun saw that Li Zhen was at the front and had already broken through the defense line of the Tiandihui disciples, he felt furious. He raised his left hand and hit Fan Xiaoer's temple with a palm.
"Snapped,."
With a muffled sound, Fan Xiaoer's body trembled and went limp, and the strength of his hands holding Chen Qiankun also weakened. However, Fan Xiaoer's hands tightly held Chen Qiankun tightly and did not let go.
Chen Qiankun was unable to draw the long sword, so he had to move Fan Xiaoer away before pulling out the long sword.
Chen Qiankun was angry and slashed Fan Xiaoer's neck with his backhand sword, cutting off Fan Xiaoer's head. Chen Qiankun snorted and stepped forward again. Zhu Wu commanded another soldier to stop him. Wang Rui and the rest of the Tiandihui disciples surrounded and attacked. Zhu Wu calmly directed the few remaining Jiandao Battalion special forces to resist, with a hint of determination in his eyes.
From the time he joined the army, he had tied his head to his belt and was ready to be killed at any time.
Even if he was killed today, he would have no regrets.
In the blink of an eye, Fan Xiaoer was killed, and three more soldiers from the Jian Dao Battalion stopped Chen Qiankun and Wang Rui from being killed. Only Li Zhen, Zhu Wu and an injured special soldier from the Jian Dao Battalion were left. Zhu Wu looked to have broken through. At the defense line, Li Zhen, who was running towards the east, shouted: "Commander, if I die here, remember to go back to my hometown for me and offer a stick of incense to my unfilial son."
Li Zhen shouted: "Don't talk about whether we will die or not, we can all survive. Quick, rush to the east."
At this time, Li Zhen, Zhu Wu and the only remaining soldier rushed forward quickly.