Ling Tong still has family members in Jiangdong. Although his Ling family is not a big family, he also has production and industry.
Nowadays, if Yan Liang has been reduced by this, wouldn't it throw his career in this house, and whether Wu Hou Sunquan would be angry with his Ling family, it would still be unknown.
All kinds of fetters have to be assured.
However, if you do n’t fall, you will be killed under Yan Liangdao today. As soon as this person died, what fame and fame and homeland industry had nothing to do with yourself.
Moreover, this martial arts in front of me, the wisdom of the wisdom, no matter the courage and strategy, and even the atmosphere, it seems to be better than Wu Hou.
Following such a male master, it is famous for the world and achieved unpredictable achievements. Maybe it may not be impossible.
Thinking of these, Ling Tong's heart could not help but shake again, he was hesitant between here and hesitated, and he couldn't decide for a long time.
Yan Liang, who stands horizontally, was impatient, and said coldly: "The eldest husband is doing a lot of popularity, and it is so fast that he is so fast.
Listening to Yan Liang's sarcasm, Ling Tong's brows condensed, and he was angry.
At this time, Yan Liang said again: "So, this will give you another chance, Ling Gongshi, can you dare to play with Ben?"
"What to bet?" Ling Tong suspected.
"Within the three knives, if you can't defeat you, you will open an avenue and let you go. If the three moves win, you must return immediately."
Yan Liang is so proud, confident in words, and strong self -confidence, as if he does not take Ling Tong at all.
This arrogance and confidence in Ling Tong is a blatant contempt for his martial arts.
Ling Tong was angry.
Although he knew that Yan Liang martial arts was superb and he was not an opponent, he couldn't believe that Yan Liang's martial arts could be strong enough to be able to take three moves.
"How, Ling Gong's performance, can you not even have three moves of the three moves.
Yan Liang smiled and laughed, and poured a handful of oil on Ling Tong's anger.
Ling Tong was completely angry, and said sharply: "Yan Liang, you are arrogant, Ling Mou will bet with you, I don’t believe you can win me in three ways."
Those who cherish their names must have their weaknesses, Ling Tong really has a lot of excitement.
"Very good, rare Ling Gongshi, you have such courage, what are you waiting for, let's move."
Yan Liang sneered, but a long knife hugged in her arms. She was not ready to move. It didn't look like Ling Tong looked at it at all.
Yan Liang's self -confidence and calmness made Ling Tong feel humiliated, dignity was tingled, and the anger in his heart was born.
That rolling murderous spirit made more than ten riders died to fear. They knew that the next match between the two would be a master of the masters beyond imagination. The degree of danger was far from their imagination.
These soldiers were in secret, and their instincts were about to retreat, and they were afraid that they would be affected by the blade of the two.
Under the light of the daylight of the day, the two rides stood separately, and the murderous hunting was spreading in the crazy.
Ling Tong held the sword tightly, his face was gloomy and alert.
Yan Liang was holding a long knife, standing up, and a smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the opponent so calmly.
One relaxation, the momentum of the two is completely different, forming a sharp contrast.
Yan Liang's relaxed and confident smile, like a blade, is relentlessly stabbing Ling Tong's self -esteem.
fed up!
"Look-"
With a storm, Ling Tong's legs flickered with a horse's abdomen, which shot out of the light.
He screamed and killed Yan Liang, the battle knife in his hand, the cold light, and the light -like light, sweeping it instantly.
Almost in a breathing, Ling Tong had been killed to be near, and the sword in his hand was cut into Yan Liang.
Wu Bing, who watched the war, held up and lived. They found that Yan Liang did not have a sign of signs, as if he had shocked his general's momentum.
The hearts of Wu Bing suddenly rushed into ecstasy, and they were about to win for their generals.
At the moment the knife hit the front, the fierce Yan Liang's figure moved, and when the naked eye had not seen how he moved, the long knife that originally embraced had stopped to Ling Tong.
The first time to get first, the sword was almost as soon as the first step was cut.
Ling Tong's heart was horrified. I never expected that Yan Liang's body was so fast that he couldn't think more.
The extremely strong blade, holding the madness that Ling Tong's life has never been seen, hitting it like a flowing rainbow.
哐 ~~
A loud loud noise, the splattered Mars, actually burned the back of Ling Tong's hand.
When the wrong horse passed, Ling Tong felt that he was like a long river. In a moment, he poured into his body. If countless whips were dipped in water, he beat his internal organs together.
The rolling qi and blood are even more difficult to restrain.
In the first place, not only did it come first, but the fierce power shook himself to vomiting blood.
At this time, Ling Tong, in the pain, was filled with unprecedented shocks in his heart. He never thought that the true strength of Yan Liang in the legend was so powerful.
However, Yan Liang, who turned Leima, was still light and light, as if the previous match, it was not shocked at all.
"This person martial arts is so strong that it is so incredible ..."
Ling Tong's heart was horrified, all his anger and confidence, half of the knife had been cut off.
"Let you first, and now it will be the second trick, be careful."
Without falling, Yan Liang's ride was transmitted like an electro -light, and the towering body like an iron tower struck in the blink of an eye.
The countless long swords in the hand whistled out, holding the turbulent force like a rage, split the head.
The blade has not arrived, and the suffocating oppression force has been overwhelming, and only oppressed Ling Tong's minds, and almost couldn't breathe.
Ling Tong knew that this knife was extremely dangerous. He could only calm down the blood of turning stocks, yelled, and tried his best to raise his knife.
Speed ~~
In the roar, the blade impact, instantaneous, the giant power of the sky, such as the frenzy of the dyke, the steady stream of impact.
Ling Tong's five internal desires, blood in his mouth was soaked, his arms were unable to support, and the bend of life would be down.
The cold blade was pressed to the helmet, and only the way to move, and Ling Tong's brain will be cut away.
On the front line of life and death, Ling Tong could not care about the pain of the inner heart.
Just when he clenched his teeth, when he was crazy about his efforts, Yan Liang's mouth crossed a sneer.
The power of the Taotai Mountains suddenly withdrew, and the ape arms moved. The third trick was emitted like an electric light.
When Ling Tong had not reacted yet, the bright blade was like a round of bending moon, whistling to his neck.
The retracement and the move are as fast as lightning.
Seeing that the blade struck, Ling Tong had a desperation in his heart, but he could only lead his neck.
The blade of the roar stopped in front of his neck, and the whistling wind, like all the swords scraped his skin faintly painful.
The desperate Ling Tong was suddenly surprised, and was surprised that Yan Liang didn't want his life.
In a blink of an eye, Yan Liang had withdrawn the blade. When Ling Tong returned to God from the thrill of life and death, Yan Liang had recovered the long knife and stood away.
"Three knives have passed, Ling Gong's performance, you still don’t accept it."
Yan Liang was so calm, and the blade's eyes looked at him with a sneer.
Ling Tong, who escaped in the dead, has no feeling for the pain in his chest. His spirit is all occupied by horror and booing.
At this moment, all his self -confidence has been crushed by Yan Liang's unstoppable three -knife. He never thought that he couldn't even resist the other three knives.
The high martial arts of this person have reached how terrible.
Yan Liang is well known.
Of course, his confidence in his martial arts is definitely more than Ling Tong, but in terms of mind, if it is normal, there are more than a dozen moves that cannot be defeated.
It was just that time in the previous match, Yan Zhician Ling Tong was already internal injuries, and his strength was uninstalled.
It turns out that Yan Liang's judgment is correct.
"General Yan Wuyi is superior, Ling Mou Gan worshiped the wind." For a long time, Ling Tong finally reluctantly acknowledged the failure.
After that, he rolled over and stepped into the horse. He walked hard to follow Yan Liang. He volted with one knee and said, "Ling Mouyuan gambled, and now he wants to return to the general to work for the generals of dogs and horses."
Ling Tong is also a trustworthy generation. If you lose, you lose. All your concerns can only be thrown in his mind.
Ling Tong fell so much, and the rest of Wu Xun could only Volume, please fall to Yan Liang.
It is strong to force Ling Tong to return, the sense of accomplishment in Yan's conscience, it is strong to win a victory by himself.
Thinking of his Majesty, he added a member of the water, Yan Liang was so excited that he couldn't help laughing.
"The general general of the public performance, who wiped him out of the east day, added a little chance of winning, please get up quickly."
Yan Liang jumped out of Malay at the moment, lifted Ling Tong with his own hands, and was a great comfort to him.
At this time, as soon as Fang returned, Yan Liang changed his previous arrogance, and he was given to him. This made Ling Tong's lonely mood a little more relieved.
At present, Yan Liang and Ling Tong ride together, and said with a smile and walked down the Tuchan.
At the bottom of the mountain, Zhang Liao and other generals saw that their protagonist had moved with Ling Tong, and thought that Ling Tong would not be able to fall, and his protagonist intends to take his life.
However, in a blink of an eye, I saw Ling Tong's illegal kneeling and yielding. Then, I followed and laughed.
Zhang Liao and others are all in the face of surprise, and they are speculating what the use of Yan Liang in her heart.
Under the eyes of everyone's surprise and admiration, Yan Liang came down and arranged for the speed to send Ling Tong to Xiangyang to nourish the injury.
Ling Tong was sent away, Yan Liang's eyes turned to the east, and said faintly: "Go back to Wu Ping, eat and drink, take a good rest, let's wait for Zhou Yu to come to the door."