Dong Zhuo sneered on his face and ordered in a deep voice: "Where is Chen Jian?"

"The humble job is here"

A middle-aged man with a medium figure, wearing a black strong suit and expressionless face took a step forward. This man's name is Chen Jian, from Tianshui County, Xiliang. He is one of Dong Zhuo's personal guards and is proficient in assassination techniques. He has hawk eyes, thin lips, slightly bent back, and his appearance is not good, just like an ordinary soldier. But the moment he stood up, his momentum suddenly changed, and his whole body was covered with a hint of coldness and treacherousness.

Walking to Wang Yan, Chen Jian slowly pulled out the sword from his waist and said sternly: "Please"

The tone was cold, as if it was about to penetrate into someone's heart.

Wang Yan has a very high psychological quality and is not affected by Chen Jian's momentum at all. He bowed and said, "Please"

With a sword across his chest, Wang Yan was ready to go.

"kill"

Chen Jian looked indifferent, and shook the tip of the sword and stabbed the iron sword directly. The sword seemed slow, but in fact it came first. During the stabbing, it even went straight to Wang Yan's face with a sharp roar.

Wang Yan has no special research on swordsmanship, and he is not proficient in it. A sword in his hand can be regarded as a stick or a steel knife. When he swings the sword, he will slash at the stabbing sword.

"clang"

Weapons attacked, sparks splashed.

Wang Yan was not affected at all. The long sword was swung again like a knife and continued to chop down. With a sword in his hand, the moves opened and closed, as if it was a turbulent river, violent and fierce, terrifying.

Facing Wang Yan's attack, Chen Jian fought against the sword, but his sword move was completely unscathed. He had a sword in his hand, and the man was extremely cold, like a poisonous snake, with coldness and treacherousness, hidden and unrestrained.

"Sister"

The sword passed through the air, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, carrying a little cold light.

Suddenly, a little cold light flashed and stabbed Wang Yan's heart. The timing of this sword was very clever. It was the moment when Wang Yan took back his sword and was about to swung it again. Taking advantage of this gap, it was so wonderful that it was so wonderful.

Danger

Wang Yan was nervous, his hair was even numb, and his steps were constantly stepping back.

"call out"

Chen Jian's eyes were focused, and his long sword broke through the air, like a gangrene attached to the bone, rushing to chase after him.

Wang Yan couldn't even take a few steps away, and finally he had no choice but to retreat. At the critical moment, Wang Yan's body slightly sided to ensure that his deadly position was not attacked, and then he let the sword stab and swung the sword and slashed it down.

The sword was upright, from top to bottom, and fiercely slashed at Chen Jian's head.

Chen Jian's eyes suddenly became solemn.

There was no slightest reaction at all, almost an instinctive reaction, and Chen Jian retreated directly.

In fact, Chen Jian pursued Wang Yan not because he wanted to force Wang Yan to fight for his life, but because he wanted to force Wang Yan to rush back and avoid. As long as Wang Yan leaned back, Chen Jian could take advantage of the situation to kill, and even kill Wang Yan in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, Wang Yan not only did not dodge, but chose to fight for his life. Even if Chen Jian could avoid fatal injuries, he would definitely be injured.

Both sides were injured, not the result Chen Jian wanted. He would rather lie dormant and wait for the opportunity again.

Wang Yan's heart suddenly relaxed.

From the situation just now, he could already judge Chen Jian's fighting method. This person was like a poisonous snake. If he failed with one blow, he would retreat immediately. In other words, Chen Jian was a qualified or even first-class assassin, not a dignified swordsman. A true swordsman would never endure it when he encountered a fight, and would even dare to fight for his life.

However, Chen Jian did not dare.

Wang Yan understood Chen Jian's habits and had confidence in his heart.

"Dingdeng"

Wang Yan stepped forward, but instead of retreating, he brazenly launched a counterattack. The sword in his hand was no longer dominated by stabs and squirting, as if it had become a domineering and fierce knife, and it was swung and slashed down.

Chen Jian waved his sword to defend, and the long sword was horizontally crossing his chest to resist.

"clang"

The interweaving of weapons makes the eardrums deafening.

Immediately, Chen Jian retreated again to avoid Wang Yan's fierce attack.

Wang Yan seized the opportunity and attacked with all his might, without even considering defense at all. The more he did so, the more Wang Yan let go, but Chen Jian felt very uncomfortable.

"Dangdangdangdangdang"

The weapons kept hitting each other, and Wang Yan became more and more fierce as he fought.

On the other hand, Chen Jian's hand holding the hilt began to tremble slightly, and a pale look on his face. The situation on both sides was very obvious, and Chen Jian was at a disadvantage.

Dong Zhuo looked gloomy and shouted: "I have been learning sword for so many years, have you forgotten how to attack?"

A light sentence sounded in Chen Jian's ears, but it was like a thunderclap.

After avoiding Wang Yan's attack, Chen Jian stood up a little, calmed his eyes and stabilized his chaotic mood. He knew that if he avoided him again, Dong Zhuo would definitely be furious.

At this time, Chen Jian had no other way, he could only attack.

"kill"

After pulling a sword flower, Chen Jian suddenly stabbed it and chose to fight head-on.

Wang Yan's eyes were already confident and calm. He swung the sword to fight back and slashed Chen Jian's sword blade with one sword. The moment the weapon hit, Chen Jian stabilized his sword body, and the sword blade wiped the long sword in Wang Yan's hand and slid down rapidly.

"Sir"

When the sword blade rubs, it makes a harsh sound.

Immediately, the sword in Chen Jian turned again and directly cut it towards Wang Yan's hands.

"Removal of the Sword"

Chen Jian shouted softly, his eyes showing a look of determination to win.

At this moment, Wang Yan also showed a smile on his face. Not only did he not let go, he even stepped out and suddenly moved forward, and his shoulders hit him in the lightning and sparks.

"Bang"

His shoulder hit Chen Jian's right shoulder directly. In an instant, Chen Jian's feet were unstable and he stepped back.

The offensive on the sword can be defeated without attacking.

Then, a sword light flashed, and Wang Yan stepped forward with a sword and stopped three inches in front of Chen Jian's throat.

Chen Jian was stunned, surprise and disbelief appeared in his eyes. When he cut his sword at Wang Yan's palm, almost the moment the sword blade was about to touch his palm, Wang Yan's shoulder hit his body. Only a moment later, he could succeed. But at this moment, Wang Yan won unexpectedly, causing his right shoulder to lose balance, and Wang Yan seized the opportunity.

Wang Yan said lightly: "You are defeated."

Withdrawing the long sword, Wang Yan turned to look at Dong Zhuo and said, "Tao Shi, you're ugly."

Chen Jian was frightened when he saw Dong Zhuo's gloomy face. This time he lost to Wang Yan, which made Dong Zhuo lose face. He would definitely face the most severe punishment, or even be killed.

If you want to change the result, you can only make meritorious service and atone for your sins.

Thinking of this, Chen Jian held the hilt of the sword and immediately said, "I haven't given up yet, look at the sword." When Wang Yan turned his back to him, Chen Jian stabbed out with a sword and stabbed Wang Yan in the back.

"stop"

Dian Wei and Wang Yun spoke at the same time, their eyes full of worry.

At this moment, Wang Yan turned around quickly, raised his sword, and cut it out with a backhand.

"puff"

The sword light flashed, and there was a trace of blood on Chen Jian's neck, and the bright red blood splattered out.

The sword in Chen Jian's hand lost its accurate head and failed to stab Wang Yan. He covered his painful neck with an unbelievable look on his face. How could it fail?

He was attacking suddenly, how could Wang Yan know?

"boom"

Chen Jian's eyes were unwilling to the ground, and the spirit in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Wang Yan turned his back to Dong Zhuo, and looked at Chen Jian with disdain in his eyes. When he spoke to Dong Zhuo, he was already on guard against Chen Jian's sudden attack. Unexpectedly, Chen Jian really took action. When Wang Yan was prepared and Chen Jian was not prepared, Wang Yan cut out his sword and directly killed Chen Jian.

Wang Yan turned around and said again: "Boy accidentally killed the Prime Minister's escort and asked the Prime Minister to sue him."

Dong Zhuo was unhappy, but this time Chen Jian first attacked, so he could only eat Coptis chinensis in a mute manner and swallow his anger. Even Dong Zhuo had to smile on his face and said, "Working bravery against swords will inevitably lead to casualties. Chen Jian is not good at learning skills, so he can only blame himself."
Chapter completed!