After playing the song, Shi Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, and the sound of the flute suddenly changed to the tune of the Uighurs' hometown. The inspiration in it is self-evident. Axia, who was fighting fiercely, laughed loudly: "Thank you!"
The noise outside the cage was earth-shattering, but Shi Xiaoxiao was playing with great energy, completely immersed in the sound of his flute. When the Uighur song was coming to an end and he was about to change to a new tune, there was suddenly a sonorous roar beside him, and heavy footsteps.
Trampling the green bricks, it was just one person and one knife, but the sound was like a giant beast on fire. Song Yang pounced out.
Longque charged, without any warning, Song Yang raised his sword and took action. The Longque sword trembled and whistled softly, full of cheers. The blood on the sword flowed, and the thick smell of blood suddenly filled the air with the master's charge!
A lightning strike was directed at Tashi Phuntsok.
Since there was a chance, it was better to complete the tasks entrusted by Ren Churong with his own hands. From the moment he entered the cage, Song Yang was ready to kill people. With the dragon bird in his own hands, he had never cut off a person's head, and the blood of the first warrior of Tubo was finally not lost.
its 'opening'.
Every attack is a desperate move, and a sneak attack is no exception...a desperate sneak attack!
With his bare hands, Song Yang's cultivation is slightly worse than that of the master, but all Song Yang's training is for this sword. When it is in hand, even a real master has to avoid its edge. Tashi Pingcuo never dreamed that Nanli
There is actually a master among people! He devoted all his energy to dealing with Axia. When he sensed the danger, a river of blood was already pouring out in front of him, and Longque killed him with one blow!
Broken shield, inserted into flesh, broken bones, two sections.
Tashi Phuntsok's death screams pierced the ears of millions of people.
If the young catcher had been present, she would have screamed in surprise. Song Yang's beheading was exactly the same as what she had seen... The surroundings were chaotic, as if tens of thousands of people were surrounding him, and he was holding a very big knife.
Fighting. It's just that the little catcher couldn't see everything clearly. She didn't see the huge iron cage.
A clean and neat beheading, rising suddenly and disappearing with a snap of a finger, without any warning and as if it was a matter of course.
The noisy Yan people suddenly fell silent, and everyone was stunned. For a moment, no one could believe what was happening... Nanli boy took action, and chopped the famous Tashi Pingcuo into two pieces with just one knife.
It wasn't until Song Yang returned to his companions with a sword in his hand that the Yan people's exclamations and cheers rang out at the same time. Needless to say, the exclamations were not for Song Yang, but... he finally saw blood!
No matter what kind of sound is emitted from tens of millions of people at the same time, it will turn into a loud roar. Song Yang shook off the blood stains on the dragon bird and smiled at Shi Xiaoxiao: "Look, I said they are all evil, no
That’s wrong.”
Shi Xiaoxiao could no longer play the flute, and his eyes showed a look of alert again. The balance of the chaos was broken, and danger could come at any time.
The blacksmith Xiao Yi was obviously shocked when he saw the majesty of Longque breaking through the Tubo shield. He almost forgot about the current situation and walked quickly to Song Yang and asked stammeringly: "Brother Song, can your sword be powerful?"
Can’t you show me?”
Song Yang smiled and apologized slightly: "I still can't bear to let it go. Do you think it's okay to hold it in my hand?"
Song Yang couldn't bear to leave the dragon bird that he had just acquired, even for a moment. Xiao Yi nodded his head and kept saying: "It's done, it's done, it's done..." He leaned down on his chest and went carefully.
Identifying the material and refining methods of the dragon bird, the eyes become brighter and brighter.
As if the curse of the 'immortal' had been broken, inside the iron cage, with the violent death of Tashi Phuntsok, screams were heard one after another. More than a fierce battle, the fierce battle between Yan and Quanrong also began to appear.
Casualties, Luo Guan shouted repeatedly, his body turned into a gust of wind, quickly surrounding the battle group, the golden light trembled and kept firing arrows, plasma splashed, and human lives were withered!
Inside and outside the iron cage, among tens of millions of people, Luo Guan was respected in a single fight, so no one could tell that he was not using his full strength. Even Song Yang could not detect his "cleverness", but Song Yang could see it and died.
The heroes of Yan State are no less than the warriors of the grassland.
The Tubo general died tragically, and the Uighurs' morale was high. Their strength overwhelmed their powerful enemies. However, at the critical moment of life and death, none of the remaining Tibetan warriors flinched. Their last thought was just four words: die together! It was far better than the brutality at the beginning, and the final decisive battle could only last two people.
With Zhuxiang's skill, all the brave men from the plateau were slaughtered, and not even a whole corpse was left. However, the Uighurs also suffered a fierce backlash, six of them were killed, and the four survivors were all seriously injured, and Axia was no exception.
After being hit by a knife, blood gushed out and stained his shirt red.
At the same time, another battle group also entered the final battle. More than half of the dog soldiers were killed and the battle formation was completely scattered. Four of the Yan soldiers were killed and three were injured, and they could no longer cooperate. They all used their methods to fight hand-to-hand. Luo Guan also drew his bow and saber to join the chaotic battle.
, the enemy is the chief general of Quanrong.
Everyone was paying attention to the battle group, except the blacksmith, who was fascinated by the dragon bird, until Song Yang asked him: "What did you see?" Xiao Yicai woke up with a start, looked around, and lowered his voice: "The knife is outstanding.
, relying on it to cut through the iron cage!"
The material of the iron cage is extraordinary. According to Xiao Yi's estimation, the craftsman added 'star iron' to it during the refining process. It is difficult for ordinary swords and divine swords to damage it. Otherwise, how can it be used to lock the real master in the cage?
, and the fine scales on the 'Dragon Bird' are simply made entirely of 'Star Iron', and if hit harder, it can be enough to cut off the cage pillars.
Song Yang was very interested: "Is it really possible?"
Most good craftsmen have a bad temper and cannot tolerate others, especially outsiders, questioning themselves. Xiao Yi is no exception. However, he finally saved some face for Song Yang and just said lightly: "Why don't you try cutting it down?"
knew."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Yang roared again, and actually waved the dragon bird and rushed away! But he did not rush towards the iron cage, the blade was pointed directly at the battle group of Yan and Quan Rong... It was just the right time!
There are only five left, and Luo Guan and the Quanrong leader are in a dilemma. However, the remaining battle is basically over. The two seriously injured Yan soldiers are working together to kill the last, more seriously injured prairie warrior.
The lamp has run out of fuel, and without exception, the crossbow is at its end. There is no chance to escape. The dragon and the bird pass by, and the swallow's pawn is cut off.
The dragon bird trembled and blood spattered. Song Yang raised his sword again. This time, the blade slowly turned in his hand. He was referring to the countless Yan people watching the battle outside!
After tens of thousands of people exclaimed and cursed at the same time, Song Yang laughed heartily. If he didn't kill one or two Yan soldiers with his own hands, how could he be worthy of the Yan people's previous "enthusiasm".
At this time, Luo Guan also raised his voice and shouted, smashing the head of the Canu Rong general with one punch, and at the same time, he fired with a long knife in his hand, nailing the last surviving prairie warrior to the ground.
In an instant, the roars of the Yan people outside turned into loud cheers, and even Jingtai on the tower nodded and laughed... We are sure to win!
There are only four wounded and disabled generals left in the Uighurs, but Nanli has a neat lineup, and he may not be able to defeat Song Yang alone. The leader of the Yan Kingdom is calm and calm, and obviously still has sufficient fighting strength. Although there is only one person left, but
He is a real great master, and it is only a matter of a few steps to clean up this mess.
In the end, the winner can only be Luo Guan and Dayan!
Now, the worries about winning the championship have finally been wiped away. Jingtai stretched out his hand and slapped the arrow stack in front of him, laughed loudly and shouted: "Kill!"
The emperor's golden words made all the Yan people echo in unison: Kill!
Luo Guan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Song Yang quietly. Axia covered his wound with his hands, panting, and stood side by side with Song Yang with the remaining men, Shi Xiaoxiao, Nan Rong stepped forward, the blind dwarf took out his sword, and even
The two idiots were a little nervous. They raised their giant shields and poked their heads...
After a moment, Luo Guan suddenly smiled and said softly: "I surrender."
…
If Luo Guan would not surrender a month ago, he must win! He will not hurt Song Yang's life, but he must force Nanli to give up his sword. If Song Yang doesn't agree, he will beat him until he agrees! As for the Uighurs, he doesn't even care.
, Axia is the best if he is willing to surrender. If he doesn’t surrender, he will be killed. Luo Guan is the Grand Master, the most famous Grand Master in the world. He cannot, does not want to, let alone bow to others.
But a month ago, he knew that he still had half a year to live, and now it was even shorter. He only had less than five months to live.
The young man in front of me has promised to take care of his teacher for him, a great favor, but the other party has not said a word in return. Looking at my current situation... why not give him this honor!
What's more, Luo Guan's eyes were sharp and he had the experience of Luoshuang Pavilion. How could he not know that Song Yang was the most authentic rebel? If he surrendered, he would just let him stomp on Dayan's face and treat Song Yang badly.
Generally speaking, such a gift is much more affordable than any honor or prize.
Neither Song Yang nor Amber had expected that Nanli would enter the ring today, and even less expected that a joke from his aunt would cause a huge change in Luo Guan's state of mind.
The great honor was handed over...
Song Yang put away his sword, bowed his head to Luo Guan, and said seriously: "Thank you, senior, for the reward."
It was an accident for Axia, but when the other party gave in, even if his life was saved, he was so happy that he and Song Yang hurriedly saluted Luo Guan.
The audience outside the cage could not hear what they said. They could only see the warriors from the foreign countries bowing to their generals and saying it was Axia. Song Yang surrendered. In the blink of an eye, there were thunderous cheers, but more people did not want the 'barbarians' to leave alive.
They continued to shout in unison the 'imperial edict' just now: kill, kill, kill!
But the next moment, Luo Guan took off the arrow pot from his back and handed it to Song Yang - even a baby can understand that this is a gift of surrender from China, and whoever offers the weapon will admit defeat!
The thunderous noise suddenly turned into deathly silence.
Jingtai would rather get stabbed in the face than believe what he saw, and was completely stunned at the top of the city.
After three breaths, Yanren finally understood what happened. I don’t know who burst out a strange scream first. A simple scream had no meaning. It was just the most direct vent of the mania in his heart. Soon the noise started again, and some people were hysterical.
People yelled angrily, and some people beat their chests and howled. Why did they lose? How could they lose...
The sound shattered the night sky. Er Sha was startled, curled his lips and whispered: "Shabi."
Jingtai in the city tower was also awakened by the roar of the people. When he came back to his senses, he only felt that his throat was sweet and his chest was tight. His energy and blood surged and he almost wanted to vomit blood. He was so angry that he went crazy!
In the iron cage, after Luo Guan retreated, Axia showed hesitation on his face and said to Song Yang: "Axia dare not fight with Wang Jia, but you are fighting on behalf of Nanli at this moment..."
Luo Guansheng, in addition to his "death is imminent", there is another very important reason. He is not from Yan, or in other words, he is not from any country. He is just a lone goose, a thug hired by Jingtai. Against Da Yan, he
He had no sense of belonging at all, and he never thought of himself as a Yan person, otherwise he would not have allowed Song Yang to steal Tan Guide.
But A-Xia was born in the Uighurs and grew up in the desert. From her grandfather down, her ancestors were all famous Uighur warriors. She has been influenced by them since she was a child. The honor of her family and country is far more important than her own life. She can kneel down to Song Yang.
, but you can’t bow to Nan Li.
Song Yang understood her difficulty and nodded: "You don't have to surrender to avoid fighting. I remember if there is any mention of peace in the rules, right?"
A Xia shook his head and Song Yang smiled: "If you don't mention it, it's just an acquiescence. In the end, our families will no longer fight. If we want to make peace, who can force us to fight."
A-Xia also laughed, saying that they would rule the roost side by side. This idea was the best of both worlds, and then asked: "Then how to divide the bet?"
The bet is all empty talk. If you want to cash it in, you have to start a war first. Song Yang doesn't want it. He shakes his head and smiles: "No need to divide, it all belongs to you Uighurs! But I want all the prizes on the small table!"
Axia was overjoyed and immediately nodded in agreement. Of course, he couldn't help but express his gratitude. The winners of the Nanli and Uighur families divided the spoils among the roars of the Yan people as if they were drinking wine. Song Yang
Knowing that he had taken advantage, he felt a little embarrassed and pointed to the prize on the small table: "Or... you pick one? Take the one that suits your eyes."
Axia said that she was the one who took advantage, and shook her head hurriedly: "No, no, it's all yours." After saying that, she thought for a while, and then added: "My family can't take all the bets... give Jingcheng to you?"
Axia doesn't have Master Hu's vision, but she can roughly understand that among the large number of bets she won, 'Jingcheng' is the best-sounding and most valuable.
I came out to give it to Song Yang, so I didn't lose any benefits and looked quite generous.
Of course, Song Yang would not expose the woman's petty nature, nor would he deny it. He chuckled and said, "If Sunrise in the East really marries you, it will be his blessing."
At the mention of his sweetheart, A-Xia's face turned red. Song Hang laughed. He didn't know how to express 'make peace', so he simply used the method he had used in his previous life, grabbed A-Xia's hand, raised it side by side, and signaled to everyone that the two of them would
Family talk and shared victory.
A warrior behind Axia ignored the serious injury and severe pain, and tried his best to raise his loud voice and announced loudly: "Uigur and Nanli, there is a draw! Both are first, and all the warrior prizes in the first-level competition will go to Nanli.
In the betting, Jingcheng also belongs to Nanli, and the others belong to the Uighurs!"
The Uyghur's Chinese is jerky, with weird pronunciation, and no words to express. They speak straight and straight in the vernacular, but this man's roar is so amazing that even Jingtai, who is far away in the tower, can clearly hear it.
Song Yang was in high spirits and shouted, just two words: "Move!"
Jingcheng does not belong to you, move quickly... The Yan people cursed loudly. Song Yang ignored them and turned to look at Blacksmith Xiao: "Can the dragon bird really break through the iron cage? I can't wait for them to open the door."
The blacksmith nodded firmly, and Song Yang muttered, "It's better if it's true, it won't be embarrassing." At the same time as he spoke, the dragon bird charged fiercely, and the red sword slashed away fiercely. He only heard a series of piercing and sharp sounds, and the unbreakable iron cage was struck by the sword.
The big hole was opened. Song Yang escaped and did not stop there. Instead, he continued to sprint up to the small platform where the prizes were displayed.
He was the winner, and the prize should have been his. Yan Bing did not stop him, he just looked at the commander, and the general who led the team looked up at the emperor on the tower... Jingtai's eyes were red, his chest heaved violently, and he didn't look at others at all.
, just stared at Luo Guan and gritted his teeth.
Song Yang came to the stage and came to the various prize weapons. The dragon bird's blood color surged and he chopped it down hard!
The sharp sound of gold and iron clashing pierced the night. Song Yang went crazy and struck hard on his trophies with one knife after another. However, after a moment of fierce wailing, all the prizes on the high platform were cut off and chopped into pieces by the dragon bird.
The founding spear, the weapon of meritorious service, was no exception. It broke into three or four pieces... Looking at the world, there is no weapon, and there can be no weapon, that is qualified to be displayed on the dragon bird!
Dragon bird in hand.
The dragon bird is in my heart.
The best dragon and bird sword in the world, a generous gift from Imperial Physician You. Song Yang laughed loudly, just like before entering the ring, holding the dragon bird in his hand and raising it to the sky... Liang! Knife!