As soon as he finished speaking, the silver light appeared in front of Wang Xiongxuan's eyes. The murderous intention flashed from the silver light forced Wang Xiongxuan, who had fallen into madness, to wake up and instinctively turned his head. He lowered himself down to avoid the silver light, but a few strands of hair were cut off by the silver light and slowly fell down.
When Wang Xiongxuan saw the falling hair, he was also shocked. Just now he was about to slow down for half a beat, but what fell was his own head. Immediately Wang Xiongxan raised his head and took a look, and what he saw was There is a white-faced young general holding a sword, but compared with other ordinary young generals, this white-faced young general has a murderous look on his face that is very uncomfortable.
"Who are you?" Wang Xiongxuan subconsciously took a step back, and the three-pointed knife in his hand was also protected on his chest. The moment he saw the white-faced young man, Wang Xiongxan couldn't help but think of an opponent he had encountered in the past. , that is Li Jing. Just based on intuition, the strength of the white-faced young man in front of him should be comparable to Li Jing. When such a master suddenly appeared, Wang Xiongxi had to guard against it.
"Hmph, it's so easy to wake up from the murderous intention of Chi Lian Daofa. Either your skill is too low, or your skill has reached the level of erasing the murderous intention of Chi Lian Daofa." Look Looking at Wang Xiong's drooling look, the white-faced young man smiled coldly, his face full of disdain, and hummed: "Today, the only one who can reach that level is Taoist Chihuo himself. You don't have that ability yet, obviously. Your skill is not enough, you cannot even practice the pure murderous intention of Chi Lian Dao,"
Although the other party did not answer the question, from the other party's demeanor and words, Wang Xiongxi could deeply feel the other party's contempt. Now Wang Xiongxi immediately became angry and shouted angrily: "Bastard, I'm going to let you have a taste of it today." , drink,”
After saying that, Wang Xiongxan roared, and a blush suddenly appeared on Wang Xiongxan's face, immediately dyeing his whole face red, and then, Wang Xiongxan's eyes fell into the dark again. In the madness, he raised the three-pointed knife and pointed it towards the white-faced young general, intending to cut the white-faced young general into two pieces.
I saw the three-pointed knife slashing through the air, and even made a whirring sound through the air. This momentum alone was incredible, and facing such a fierce attack from Wang Xiongshu, the white-faced young general had no intention of taking it hard. , he moved his feet, turned his body, and simply dodged the attack. But at the next moment, he saw a cold light flashing in the eyes of the white-faced young general, and the sword in his hand waved directly, turning into A bolt of lightning struck Wang Xiongxi's chest in an instant, and a hissing sound was heard. The sword slashed across Wang Xiongxi's chest, and instantly cut Wang Xiongxi's breastplate open, and a streak of blood Arrows also shot out from the breach in the breastplate.
Wang Xiongshu took two steps back, looked down at his wounds with eyes full of violence, roared again, raised the three-pointed knife again and killed the white-faced young general. At this moment, Wang Xiongshu was completely He fell into madness, and the sword just made a bloody cut because of the breastplate. Therefore, not only did Wang Xiongxuan not suffer any serious injuries, but he became even more crazy because of the pain in his chest.
When the white-faced young general saw Wang Xiong's expression, he still had no expression on his face. He just snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand suddenly danced with countless sword flowers in the air, all directed towards Wang Xiong. It fell on him, and at this moment, Wang Xiongshu had only one purpose in mind, which was to kill the enemy in front of him. Wang Xiongshu had no intention of dodging those sword flowers, and allowed those sword flowers to fall on him. Countless blood flowers bloomed, and when Wang Xiongxi rushed to the white-faced young general, swung the three-pointed knife and stabbed forward, the white-faced young general's feet swam for a while, and in the blink of an eye he avoided Wang Xiongxi's attack, and with a flick of his wrist Turning over, the sword once again made a gash in Wang Xiongxi's back, causing blood to flow out.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you," the pain once again stimulated Wang Xiong's saliva, making him even more crazy. The three-pointed knife in his hand kept chasing the white-faced young man. The white-faced young man's body was flexible. He easily dodged the attack, but pitifully, the Xia Army soldiers around him were affected, and were chopped into pieces with three-pointed knives. Then, the white-faced young general did not fight back, but just circled around Wang Xiong. Xiu kept walking, dodging Wang Xiongxi's attacks while looking at Wang Xiongxi coldly.
Finally, after Wang Xiongshu killed dozens of moves, Wang Xiongshu's movements began to slow down, his breath began to become heavier, and even the crazy look in his eyes became weaker and weaker. Seeing Wang Xiongshu's In such a state, the white-faced young general's eyes flashed coldly again. He dodged a slashing move by Wang Xiongshu, stood up straight, looked at Wang Xiongshu and couldn't help but sneered, and hummed: "So that's it, you're just... After practicing the incomplete Chi Lian Taoist technique, no wonder my strength is so poor. With such strength, let alone Chi Huo Taoist, even Pei Xingyan cannot compare."
While the white-faced young general was speaking, Wang Xiongxuan also stopped and pointed the three-pointed knife at the white-faced young general. His eyes had returned to normal, and the blush on his face was quickly fading, but the redness on Wang Xiongxuan's face was still there. However, his anger did not subside. He stared at the white-faced young man with a pair of eyes and looked at the white-faced young man fiercely. Although he did not speak a word, it was very obvious that he was not convinced by what the white-faced young man just said.
Seeing Wang Xiong's drooling look, the white-faced young general snorted again, his face full of contempt, and said: "Not convinced, huh, what I said is the truth. If you don't believe it, then I will I'm here to prove it to you, to prove your strength is nothing more than this." After saying that, the white-faced young general once again placed his sword across his chest. As his words fell to the ground, the cold light on the sword also became brighter, making The Xia army officers and soldiers around them could not open their eyes.
Although Wang Xiongxi felt very dazzling, he did not dare to close his eyes, because he knew that next he would have to face the white-faced young general's killing move, and Wang Xiongxi's hands immediately grasped it tightly. He held the three-pointed knife across his chest. His pride would not allow him to fail. He must block the opponent's killing move.
"Huh," seeing Wang Xiongshu's nervous look, the white-faced young general snorted again. The cold light on the sword in his hand became more intense, and the white-faced young general continued to shout: "You should feel honored. These days These moves are specially reserved for me to deal with Li Jing and Pei Xingyan, but this time, you will be the first to taste these moves. I hope you can hold on to a few more moves and watch them."
Following the white-faced young general's roar, countless silver lights burst out from the sword, stinging Wang Xiong's eyes with unbearable pain. At this moment, the white-faced young general also moved, and only his wrists were visible. With a wave of his hand, the sword brought forth a ray of brilliance, instantly turning Wang Xiongxi's entire field of vision into a silvery light. Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiongxi felt a huge pain all over his body, as if Dozens of knives were slashing at his body, and Wang Xiongxi couldn't help but scream in pain. When the light dissipated, in the eyes of everyone on the top of the city, Wang Xiongxuan had turned into a bloody man. He just collapsed on the ground, his body still twitching.
The white-faced young general put the sword behind him, looked coldly at Wang Xiongshu who was twitching on the ground, sneered a few times, and hummed: "I expected you to be able to resist a few more moves, but I didn't expect that you couldn't even resist a single move. If he didn’t catch it, huh, it’s true as I said, he is indeed a waste,”
Wang Xiongshu, who was lying on the ground, heard the white-faced young general's words, and his blood-covered face was full of anger. Although he wanted to jump up and fight with the white-faced young general for another 300 rounds, he couldn't move at all now. Just a slight tremor could make him feel heartbroken. All Wang Xiongshu could do was lie on the ground and glare at his opponent.
"Second brother," outside the city, Kan Ling also witnessed Wang Xiongxi's defeat with his own eyes. He originally thought that Wang Xiongxi would be fine, but he didn't expect that the white-faced young general made his move too quickly. By the time he reacted, Wang Xiongxi was already lying on the ground. Seeing the white-faced young man walking towards Wang Xiongxuan, Kan Ling was also startled, with a look of horror on his face, and he immediately rode forward. He shouted angrily: "Stop, stop,"
"Well," hearing Kan Ling's roar coming from outside the city, the white-faced young general just turned around and glanced at Kan Ling outside the city, snorted coldly, and then turned to look at Wang Xiong at his feet. With a hint of coldness and murderous intent in the corner of his mouth, he slowly raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Wang Xiongxi's chest. The edge of the sword was only a fist away from the vital part of Wang Xiongxi's chest. As long as The white-faced young general sent the sword forward and could stab Wang Xiongxi's heart accurately.
Seeing Wang Xiongxuan's life hanging in the balance, Kan Ling was really scared. Although he and Wang Xiongxan were not real brothers, they had fought side by side for many years, but they were closer than real brothers. For Wang Xiongxan's sake, Kan Ling couldn't care less about his life, and shouted loudly: "Don't kill him, don't kill him, we retreat, we retreat now, don't kill him,"
Regarding Kan Ling's words, the white-faced young general smiled more and more coldly, and hummed: "It's too late to think about retreating now. As long as you are Wanhe's allies, you are destined to die. It's you now, and there's no use for it." How long will it take, Du Fuwei, Xue Shixiong, one day I will cut off Wan He's head with my own hands. Today, I will use you to sacrifice the flag." After saying that, the white-faced boy flicked his wrist, and the sword immediately came out He swung it towards Wang Xiongxi's neck, a blood arrow flashed past, and Wang Xiongxuan's head flew up directly.