Ji Ling stood up with his sword drawn, glared at Gan Ning, and immediately moved the cavalry behind him. Looking at Gan Ning in front, Su Fei, Wang Wei behind, and the seven or eight hundred cavalry behind him, he said loudly: "
I was careless just now, and I will never let you pass by at will this time. The ruins of Luoyang are Liu Biao's grave."
Gan Ning held the black-gold ring sword in his hand and looked at Ji Ling angrily, saying loudly: "I've heard of your name a long time ago. Today I can finally fight. Do you dare to fight me alone?"
"Why don't you dare?" Ji Ling had long wanted to meet Gan Ning. After all, killing Gan Ning would definitely lower the morale of the Chu army to the extreme.
Gan Ning turned to Wang Wei, and Su Fei whispered: "You two will lead all the cavalry to charge from both wings. You must rescue the Marquis of Chu. I will control Ji Ling."
Su Fei frowned and said: "Xing Ba, Ji Ling is the first general of the Song Army. He has been on the battlefield for many years and is a veteran on the battlefield. I'm afraid it won't be right for you to be alone. Why don't I and Bai Qi stay?
Raiding the formation for you?"
Wang Wei said: "General Gan, Captain Su is right. There are soldiers and horses behind Ji Ling. If he can't defeat you and drives the troops to cover up the killing, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape. I will rescue the Marquis of Chu, and you will contain him here."
Just live in Jiling.”
Gan Ning thought for a while and then said: "Okay, General Wang, I will leave it to you, Marquis of Chu."
Wang Wei nodded, took his own cavalry, and drove off to the right, leaving only Gan Ning, Su Fei, and the original one hundred cavalry.
Seeing Wang Wei leaving, Ji Ling already roughly understood Wang Wei's intention. He just sneered and whispered a few words to a general behind him. The general immediately led a part of the cavalry and followed Wang Wei closely.
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"Gan Ning, do you want to fight on horseback or on foot? I, Ji Ling, am always fair in my work. It's up to you!" Ji Ling said with an arrogant expression.
Gan Ning said: "You can fight on foot or on horseback! However, our horses are already a little tired. How about fighting on foot?"
"Excellent!"
As soon as Ji Ling finished speaking, he immediately got off his horse, held the sword tightly in his hand, and said to Gan Ning: "Come on! Let me see your strength."
Gan Ning jumped off the horse, holding the black gold ring sword in his hand, and walked a few steps forward. He looked at Ji Ling standing there majestic, and immediately felt a murderous aura, and thought to himself: "Ji Ling
He is the number one general of the Song Army. If he is killed, my name, Gan Ning, will definitely be known to the world..."
Killing a famous person is undoubtedly the fastest way to become famous. Ji Ling's name has been heard among the princes, and the name of the first general of the Song Army is not a gain. In comparison, Gan Ning is just Huang Zu
One of his subordinates has never seen any major battles and has no chance to achieve fame. He is unknown. Once he kills Ji Ling, his name will become known to everyone in the world.
Guan Yu beheaded Lu Bu, and immediately established his reputation as the King of Swordsmen. This time, it had already spread all over the country. He killed Lu Bu, who was unparalleled in the world. What a great honor it was. Of course, behind this honor, only Guan Yu
Only then did he know in his heart that Lu Bu had deliberately given it to him, and his own death had made him famous.
Gan Ning saw Guan Yu kill Lu Bu with his own eyes and his reputation quickly rose. Even Liu Bei and Zhang Fei's reputation quickly became popular. The three brothers who were previously unknown suddenly became known to everyone in the world. He saw the best shortcut to becoming famous.
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Although Ji Ling is not as famous as Lu Bu, he still has similar qualities.
Gan Ning's eyes were angry and angry, and he clenched the black golden sword in his hand. He didn't even answer, he ran towards Ji Ling quickly and rushed up quickly.
Ji Ling sneered, raised his sword and faced him.
"Zheng!"
The two men drew their knives at the same time, and the blades collided together, immediately making a buzzing sound. The two men struck hard, and immediately felt the numbness from the handle of the knife, which made the two men's jaws numb slightly.
"Ji Ling's name is indeed well-deserved. He actually blocked my full-strength sword." Gan Ning and Ji Ling passed by in an instant. When they passed each other, their bodies quickly turned over, for fear that Ji Ling would use some conspiracy behind his back.
trick.
Ji Ling also turned around, holding the sword tightly in his hand, looking at Gan Ning who kept retreating, fearing that Gan Ning would draw the sword from behind.
When the two people separated, Ji Ling frowned. Looking at Gan Ning, who was only more than 20 years old, he thought to himself: "This man once fought with Lu Bu for 20 rounds without getting hurt. He is indeed a
A powerful enemy, the sword strike just now made my hands numb. Such great strength is rare in the world. If this person is not eliminated, there will be endless troubles."
The two looked at each other for a moment, both secretly admiring each other. Then they walked towards each other again and competed on the blades for a while.
"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng..."
As soon as the battle started, it entered a fierce stage. Ji Ling and Gan Ning were surrounded by sword aura, and the wind-like sword energy quickly flashed past their bodies. If the two were not masters, with a few sword strikes, they would be
He was immediately killed by the opponent's knife.
A killer move! An absolute killer move. Both of them fought with all their strength without reservation. Both of them knew the meaning of killing each other.
One wants to use the other's fame to become famous, and the other wants to kill the other to undermine the enemy's morale. They have different thoughts and the same murderous intention. When their eyes meet, the two people's hearts are full of anger and hatred. The hatred becomes more and more.
The deeper it is, the more powerful the attack is.
Gan Ning's sword rushed toward Ji Ling like thunder and lightning, and Ji Ling came up with his sword. The sword danced like the water of the Milky Way, and it came down in a mighty way. He didn't know where it came from, and he didn't know where it was going. He came up with strange moves one after another.
Dang Dang Dang...
Gan Ning's several thunderous attacks were all blocked by Ji Ling. The two of them attacked and defended, retreated and advanced, and the two of them fought smoothly for more than thirty moves without deciding the outcome.
The sergeants on both sides had seen this kind of battle before, and they were dumbfounded. They saw the gleaming swords in the night. Although they couldn't see whose sword was faster, everyone's heart was twitching, worried about their general.
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Su Fei frowned and secretly held a flying knife in his hand. Seeing Gan Ning and Ji Ling fighting like crazy, and the Chu army in the distance being blocked into the camp again, he felt anxious.
"Xing Ba, kill him quickly!" Su Fei was full of confidence in Gan Ning. As Gan Ning's good friend, he knew deeply about Gan Ning's ability. Being strong when faced with strong will only make Gan Ning stronger.
As soon as Su Fei finished speaking, Ji Ling suddenly felt a powerful murderous aura coming towards him. The fiery, high-spirited, wild sword aura exploded like a broken star, heading towards his head.
"Well done!" Ji Ling didn't show the slightest fear, waving his big sword and pounced into the heavy shadows of the swords.
Liu Biao and Yuan Shu's first swords clashed again. Neither of them gave the other any chance to breathe, and launched their killing moves one after another.
"boom!"
When the Wujin Great Ring Sword and Ji Ling's sword met, they struck each other with a loud bang. As soon as they met, there was blood seeping out from Ji Ling's chest, and there was blood from the corner of Gan Ning's mouth.
Gan Ning's whole body was burned by the fighting spirit. He shot the sword in the sky with his left hand. Holding the long sword in both hands, he jumped up from the horse and slashed down in the air. The sword struck down straight and covered the world with unparalleled power.
The Wujin Dahuan sword is as endless as the water on the river, and the sword intent is rolling in.
"When, when, when..."
Time and space are endless, and the sword's intention is infinite. The Wujin Great Ring Knife knocked away the opponent's weapon, and Ji Ling's broadsword flew into the night sky.
Gan Ning was overjoyed and took advantage of the situation to take Ji Ling's head.
Unexpectedly, the intention of the Wujin Dahuan Dao was blocked by a long sword, and a white cloud with cold light floated down above his head. Ji Ling stretched out his hand to catch the big knife, and slashed Huashan with a fierce blow.
hit.
"boom!"
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Gan Ning hurriedly jumped away. Ji Ling's knife fell on the ground, creating a big hole in the ground.
"What a sword!" Gan Ning had to admire Ji Ling. Since he was able to dance the sword so well, it seemed that the weapon was thrown away just now, and it seemed to be planned.
"Whoosh!"
A flying knife was shot from behind Ji Ling. Ji Ling held the knife across his chest and turned around to block the flying knife. When he saw Su Fei throwing the second flying knife, he sneered and said: "It's a little trick."
, take your life first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword in Ji Ling's left hand flew out and shot straight towards Su Fei.
Su Fei had a look of surprise on his face and immediately threw the flying knife. The flying knife hit Ji Ling's long sword impartially. With a "ding" sound, both weapons fell down.
Ji Ling suddenly felt a burst of sword energy coming from behind. The lightning-fast sword energy was unstoppable and it was too late to turn around...
"Zheng!"
It was too late, but it was too late. Ji Ling hurriedly blocked the big knife behind his back, and was stunned to block the continuous knife...
"Kala!"
With a loud noise, the handle of the broadsword in Ji Ling's hand broke, and the blade fell to the ground. There was a chill on his neck, and thick liquid continued to flow out. He wanted to shout, but couldn't.
He squinted and saw Gan Ning standing next to him, with red liquid on the blade of the black golden ring knife...
"boom!"
Ji Ling fell to the ground suddenly, and a human head slipped from his neck. The head rolled to Gan Ning's feet, with a look of horror still on his face.
Gan Ning casually grabbed Ji Ling's head, ran back quickly, got on his horse, and shouted with a ferocious face: "Ji Ling has been killed by me, anyone who doesn't want to die should get out of the way!"
A smile appeared on the corner of Su Fei's mouth, and he thought to himself: "Xingba really didn't waste the opportunity I created for him. Now that Ji Ling dies, the Song army should retreat, right?"
However, Su Fei was wrong. The Song Army's fighting method was very unique. The death of a general did not mean anything. Yuan Shu had always used soldiers as human shields. When Ji Ling died, his generals felt that an opportunity had come. Not only did they not
He retreated, but instead raised his arms and shouted that he wanted to avenge Ji Ling, and swarmed up with his soldiers, all of them rushing over.
Gan Ning was shocked, thinking that he killed Ji Ling, how could he bring about such a result?
He didn't know that the reward mechanism of the Song army was different. Once Ji Ling died, his subordinates felt that they had a chance to succeed, and they rushed to kill Gan Ning.
In desperation, Gan Ning could only say: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"