Xiao Tong watched as his two men fell to the ground, their swords flying away from their hands.

He even couldn't see clearly what Jiang Chen was doing, but as expected, given the level of his two subordinates, they were no match for Jiang Chen.

At this point, Xiao Tong felt that everything was still as he expected, and now he could finally fight Jiang Chen one-on-one.

"Have you made up your mind? Choose this place as your burial place." Xiao Tong held the long knife horizontally in front of him and stood with his feet slightly apart.

Jiang Chen said lightly: "The snow scene is beautiful, but it will add a touch of blood later, and I don't like it very much."

“But I think it sounds good!”

Xiao Tong signaled Jiang Chen to pick up the knife that fell on the ground. He didn't want his opponent to be an unarmed person, so that he would feel invincible.

Jiang Chen glanced at it and looked down upon it.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you have weapons or not, just take action."

Jiang Chen's tone of voice was so calm that it made people angry, as if he thought it was natural for him to deal with Xiao Tong with his bare hands.

Xiao Tong's face suddenly changed, and underneath his ferocious face was an awe-inspiring killing intent. Every time his blade was directed, it would leave gorgeous ripples on the corresponding snow ground like ripples in the water.

It's not that Jiang Chen thinks too highly of himself, and he didn't even bother to use a knife to deal with Xiao Tong. The more important significance is that he already knows the opponent in front of him very well, his temperament, behavior, etc.

Therefore, Jiang Chen expected that the more he showed his contempt for Xiao Tong, the more conceited and arrogant Beiyan general would become impetuous. This was also a psychological game.

As Xiao Tong's sword skills became more and more fierce, Jiang Chen's movements also accelerated. The two of them fought vigorously on the snow. From the outside, it seemed that the winner could not be determined for the time being.

However, if it continues like this, it will definitely be detrimental to Jiang Chen. Xiao Tong's remaining men will arrive soon, and Jiang Chen's chances of winning will only become smaller.

Because he knew this in his heart, Jiang Chen started to fight and retreat, trying to lure Xiao Tong as far away as possible. At this time, Xiao Tong didn't care about so much, he only had eyes for killing Jiang Chen.

"How long do you think you can hide!"

Xiao Tong took an arrow step, and the long knife suddenly changed from a straight thrust to a horizontal slash. If you weren't careful, he would be swayed away by his feint, revealing a large flaw in front of him.

However, Jiang Chen was uncharacteristically, he stretched out his hand and directly grasped the back of the long sword, and with the force of Xiao Tong's horizontal slash, he pushed it to one side. As a result, his hand immediately neutralized Xiao Tong's offensive and even killed Xiao Tong.

The leader staggered a few steps to the right.

When Xiao Tong turned around again, Jiang Chen had already aimed at his lower waist and kicked him hard.

This kick was no small matter, and anyone else would have fallen to the ground long ago. However, Xiao Tong endured the severe pain. Apart from feeling a slight difficulty breathing, he did not leave much space for Jiang Chen.

When he was about to fall, he directly used the knife to support the ground, used the force to push back, and tried to attack Jiang Chen again with his backhand.

At this point in the fight between the two, the victory or defeat has actually been decided, but Xiao Tong has not been killed by Jiang Chen yet due to his own tenacity and unyieldingness.

"Now that things have happened, you should know that the gap in strength between us cannot be made up by being brave and fierce, right?"

Jiang Chen suddenly spoke, but his words were condescending. This posture was something Xiao Tong showed to Jiang Chen before.

Xiao Tong became angry from embarrassment and attacked Jiang Chen fiercely. Unfortunately, because of his impatience and anger, the sword techniques he used were much messier than before.

"You are already in a confused state of mind. If you continue like this, you will only die." Jiang Chen stabbed Xiao Tong's self-esteem mercilessly.

How could he, a dignified Northern Yan general, lose to an unknown person?

Xiao Tongqiang held on to his injuries and waved the blade in his hand extremely domineeringly. However, this was already a move used when fighting the enemy on the battlefield, sweeping in all directions.

On a chaotic battlefield, facing enemies several times larger than oneself, doing this can achieve very good results, but now facing Jiang Chen alone, this is more like a helpless struggle.

Xiao Tong, a seemingly invincible and victorious general, has won prestige and fame above everyone with his outstanding achievements. Countless pairs of eyes from Beiyan and Daqian have focused on him.

Even among the people of Northern Yan, there is a surprising statement that is rapidly spreading. People begin to believe that Xiao Tong will one day be able to lead thousands of troops to capture Jinyang, the capital of the Daqian Kingdom, and display the old emperor's head to the public.

The reason why there is such a crazy and dangerous argument is due to Beiyan's unstoppable record of consecutive victories in the territory of Daqian, and also because of the hundreds of years of national hatred between Beiyan and Daqian.

In the past hundreds of years, the two countries have conquered each other and fought continuously. The blood debt accumulated over the years is countless, and the people of the two countries also regard each other as sworn enemies.

To put it more bluntly, who doesn’t have a close relative or friend who died at the hands of an enemy?

This hatred seems to be endless and never-ending, and now Jiang Chen is adding a new blood debt to the hatred between the two countries!

Xiao Tong finally showed his exhaustion after swinging the knife countless times, and the anger in his heart was completely displayed on his face, while Jiang Chen just looked at him indifferently, without any emotion from beginning to end.

"That's it, Xiao Tong."

"In Jinyang City, you deliberately reserved your strength, making me mistakenly think that you and I are equally matched. I am confident that I can kill you even if we are one-on-one."

"From that moment on, you have been misleading me!"

Xiao Tong's face was ashen. At this point, he needed to admit that his skills were indeed inferior to others. The strength Jiang Chen showed in front of him was the most shocking thing he had ever seen in his life. This powerful power was as majestic as The mountains are as big as the sky compared to them!

"General!"

Xiao Tong's men hurried over. When they saw the scene in front of them, their faces changed color. Some people opened their eyes wide and tried to wake up because they felt that the scene in front of them could not be real at all. .

In their eyes, the powerful and domineering General Xiao always had his enemies kneeling at his feet, instead of kneeling helplessly in front of his opponents like he did now.

Xiao Tong gasped, inserted the tip of the knife into the thick snow, and knelt on the ground with one foot, looking depressed.

"Don't come here. Now execute my order and get on your horse immediately and return to the camp with the bodies of your dead comrades!"

The subordinates couldn't believe that Xiao Tong would issue such an incomprehensible order.

"But general... we can attack together and cut him into pieces..."
Chapter completed!