As the sword circled around his fingers and softened into a star-like light, Shen Zilong felt a sharp pain on the back of his right hand, and the spear in his hand had been released.
In the midst of light and shadow, Shen Fengchu's right palm was already shot towards him.
Shen Zilong raised his right hand in panic to meet his palm.
The two palms struck each other, and there was a muffled sound. The air flow exploded violently, and the clothes and hair of both men were shaken to the point of swelling.
Shen Zilong felt a strong and real heat rush into his palm instantly, and went straight into his heart through his arm. His heart suddenly tightened as if he had received a heavy punch. Then, his body flew out like a rag bag and hit him. on the table.
With a groan, a mouthful of blood spat out from his lips.
Shen Fengchu shook his right wrist, stretched it around his fingers and straightened it again, stabbing Shen Zilong straight into the chest.
"Fengchu!"
He covered the wounds on his body heavily and shouted urgently.
She wrapped her fingers around Shen Zilong's body and then pulled away. Shen Fengchu gently fell back to Shen Chong's side and supported her father's body.
There was also a hole the size of a copper coin in the leather armor on Shen Zilong's chest. Shen Fengchu had cut off all his leather armor, military uniform, middle coat and other layers of clothing with just one sword, revealing his fair skin.
This sword was enough to prove that if Shen Fengchu really wanted to kill him, Yi Ruo would do it.
Seeing the silk wadding flying in front of his eyes, Shen Zilong stood up in panic.
Behind him, the deputy general and his subordinates immediately rushed forward to protect him.
"Shen, hand over the military seal immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" He shouted loudly while panting.
"Zilong, up to now, you are still stubborn!" He shook his head gently, took a deep breath, stood up straight, and walked out of the tent step by step, "Northwestern Army, everyone, put away your weapons!"
His voice was not high-pitched, but it came out through his underwear, like a dull drum beating in the camp, ringing in everyone's ears.
Looking at the middle-aged man standing straight outside the big tent with blood still dripping from his body.
All the northwest troops put down their swords and guns, knelt in his direction and worshiped.
The large tent was originally dark, but several small leaders of the Wild Wolf Regiment who had rushed back from a hundred miles away jumped off their horses and knelt down to him.
Except for the hundreds of Shen Zilong's close escorts who surrounded the tent, everyone had put away their weapons and knelt on the ground.
In an instant, the camp was filled with silence.
Turning his back to the tent, he took a deep breath.
"roll!"
He thought that as the general of the Northwest Army, he would really run rampant in the northwest?
He thought he was mobilizing the Wild Wolf Group, but he didn't know?
As long as he is heavy and does not die, the northwest will still be his, and the northwest army will also be his.
If you praise him, he is a great general.
If you step on him, he is just a dog!
Shen Zilong looked at the figure with his back turned to him, gritted his teeth, and under the protection of his lieutenant and a group of subordinates, he ran out of the tent in embarrassment, mounted his horse, and ran away like a bereaved dog.
Looking at the distant smoke, I felt the pain in my heart as if it was being torn apart.
This result was the last one he wanted to see. In the end, he still couldn't save it!
His vision went dark, and he swayed heavily and almost fell down.
"Father, how are you?!" Shen Fengchu rushed up hurriedly, held his arm, and asked worriedly.
"Take me back to the palace!" Zhan Zhan could only say five words before she fainted in his arms.
"Fengchu!"
In the distance, several horses were galloping towards them. The two leading them were none other than Yunchu and Chen Qi.