Of course, Fu Jian is not someone who just waits to die. Even if he knows that he is no match for Xie Xuan, he will still fight to the end!
Before Xie Xuan could rush to the front, the former Qin overlord jumped off his horse and raised the long sword in his hand.
He, Fu Jian, was the majestic king of the Qin Dynasty. Even if he died, he had to die on the battlefield with dignity and dignity, and he had to fall facing the enemy. He could never run away like a rabbit being chased by a hunting dog and then fall miserably.
"Xie Xuan! You are really powerful!" He roared, swinging his long sword to face Xie Xuan's sword. Although he knew he was defeated, his courage was not inferior at all. "Perhaps my martial arts luck will not be the same today, but it seems that it is not.
It’s time to achieve your reputation as a junior!”
Xie Xuan didn't answer, he just swung the Jiu Shao Ding Yin Sword and slashed hard, attacking with a brute force that he had rarely used in his life, but one sword was heavier than the other. Only two or three swords were enough to force Fu Jian to attack again and again.
He retreated, but his internal organs were injured by the powerful internal force of his sword, and blood overflowed from his nose and mouth.
If in a normal battle, Xie Xuanda could calmly and unhurriedly unfold the exquisite swordsmanship that he was good at, and use the magical swordsmanship with the same name as the sword in his hand to beat Fu Jian to a pulp, and he could be killed by the sword in up to ten moves.
But now, he doesn't even want to wait for ten moves!
God knows when Murong Chui will come out to cause trouble, maybe it will be his next move, and he will hold the world-famous "Domineering Spear" in front of him. In this case, of course, the sooner it is over, the better!
With this barbaric and vulgar fighting style, he could end the battle in one or two moves faster than usual. Perhaps with seven or even six moves, he could kill Fu Jian in two with one sword, ensuring that no miracle doctor could save the King of Qin.
life!
The premise is that no one comes to cause trouble...
However, Xie Xuan's hope was destined to fail to come true.
When he swung the fifth sword, Fu Jian staggered and almost fell to the ground. When he saw that the most noble head in the world could be cut off from his neck with the next sword, a man in black suddenly stood up.
Di Chong rushed out of the shadow at Fu Jian's feet, holding a strange thin sword that rotated in circles like a drill in his hand, and stabbed Xie Xuan in the chest.
This sword was completely beyond Xie Xuan's expectation, but it was not able to defeat Xie Xuan.
Even though the timing was well chosen, the swordsman's ability was only that of a warrior in the Beifu Army. The sword he thought was so ingenious turned out to have at least seven or eight flaws in Xie Xuan's eyes.
The speed is too slow and the power on the sword is too weak!
Xie Xuan's sword turned, and the sword turned in a circle as if it had no weight. The spiral rapier followed the trajectory and thrust out. He was obviously a little later than his opponent, but he struck down before the spiral rapier stabbed him.
Between the opponent's eyebrows.
After receiving the sword, the man in black suddenly froze in his movements, and the black cloth covering his face split to the left and right, revealing a face that Xie Xuan had no memory of.
The next moment, blood overflowed from his forehead, and his whole person turned into white light and disappeared in front of Xie Xuan.
Xie Xuan was stunned for a moment and had no time to think about it, and continued to chase Fu Jian, who was retreating and panting.
The soldiers of the former Qin army had already surrounded Fu Jian from all directions. If he delayed for a moment longer, they would be able to form a human wall to block Fu Jian. By then, he might not have a chance to break out and kill the enemy!
However, before he could catch up with Fu Jian, several more men in black rushed out one after another, using various unimaginable methods in an attempt to stop or even kill Xie Xuan.
They achieved a certain success - in order to catch up with Fu Jian as soon as possible, all Xie Xuan's tricks were to pursue speed. He would rather exchange injuries for injuries, and would rather be stabbed by the enemy than slow down for half a step, so all the way
After chasing him, he suffered several injuries, the most serious one of which almost pierced his stomach. Every wound flowed out with black blood. It was obvious that the weapons of the men in black were poisonous!
But that's all those men in black could do. The power gap could not be restored by any tactics. They tried their best to block, but they could only delay Xie Xuan's attack by about two or three swords.
In this short exchange, all the men in black turned into light and left, but Xie Xuan - he didn't care at all about these injuries!
When he stepped here, he had no intention of going back alive! The Eastern Jin Army still had Xie Shi, so he could rest in peace as long as he killed Fu Jian, and left the rest to Xie Shi.
The desperate resistance of several men in black finally gave Fu Jian a precious chance to breathe. He finally got into a fighting stance again, and might be able to withstand Xie Xuan's swords again.
Although... the constant pain and churning of his internal organs told him that after blocking one or two swords this time, without Xie Xuan swinging his sword to hit someone, his internal organs would be shattered and he would vomit blood and die.
Of course, Xie Xuan would not be relieved just to see Fu Jian vomiting blood and fall to the ground. He would definitely cut off Fu Jian's head with one more sword to ensure that his life could be exchanged for the life of the Eastern Jin Dynasty's number one enemy -
- This life transaction must not allow any loss!
But Fu Jian did not die like this.
Of course, this was not a mysterious voice coming from the sky, "God said, you cannot die here," but a surprisingly heavy spear.
This gun is extremely heavy. It is considered to be a heavy weapon like a mace. It is said that it can only be used in barbaric attacks such as swinging and smashing, but there is an indescribable lightness in its moves. At the same time,
Not to mention the heavy weapon itself, it immediately blocked Xie Xuan's sword force.
Xie Xuan's heart "thumped", and the sword's strength suddenly changed, returning to the pace he was good at.
Because he knew who this person was.
When facing this person, if he didn't use his best method, let alone continue to pursue Fu Jian, he might even be killed on the spot!
Looking up, he saw that the man was much younger than Fu Jian, with a body as majestic as a mountain, a handsome face, long dark hair flowing down his shoulders, a steel hoop around his forehead, deep eyes, immeasurable divine light, and a straight back.
Straight up, the whole person has an indescribably compelling aura that frightens all sentient beings, just like the devil in the underworld coming to the world.
In the entire north, there is only one person with such magnanimity.
Beiba, Murong Chui!
Xie Xuan waved the Jiu Shao Ding Yin Sword, and the sword cut through the air. The nine small holes on the sword blade produced a strange rhythm. It sounded like the sound of swinging a sword, but the whistle of the sword was completely different from the Ding Yin Sword's moves.
Different, if the opponent cannot see the sword movement itself, relying on hearing alone, he may think that the changes in the sword movement are completely different from reality. This completely opposite gap between seeing the move and hearing the sword roar is enough to make any enemy confused.
, lost the battle in a daze.
Of course Murong Chui is no exception, but he has a way to deal with it.
Taking a deep breath, Murong Chui let out a roar that was like the roar of a lion and a tiger, completely overwhelming the roar of the Jiu Shao Ding Yin Sword.
"The weak land in the south can only cultivate this kind of soft swordsmanship! Xie Xuan, if you only have this little trick, you will die here today!"
Before he could finish his words, a gust of wind rushed from the air behind Xie Xuan, and then a translucent blue spear came through the air and hit his face, forcing him to close his mouth and never see it again.
Don't make arrogant remarks.
"Commander Xuan, go after Fu Jian, I'll stop Murong Chui!"
A young man in gold armor wearing a white cloak with a big word "Jin" on the cloak arrived like lightning, swung his gun and attacked Murong Chui, forcing the top master in the north to be unable to take action for a while, and could only watch helplessly.
Seeing Xie Xuan laughing and rushing past him, he caught up with Fu Jian before he was about to retreat into the Qin army's formation, and slashed him with his sword.
