Du Jin winked, and another of his old subordinates jumped into the field, but the other party was extremely cunning and retreated, replaced by another golden general to fight. This time, Song Fang won again, and the second
The assassin was released.
As soon as the second game ended, someone from the other side jumped out immediately, giving Song Fang no chance to change players. Now everyone could see that the Jin people could fight in turns, but the Song people couldn't, and even if they changed, they wouldn't be able to change a few.
, there are only a few people in total who can fight, and they can’t stand the trouble.
Zhao Gou's face had turned livid, but at this time he could not show weakness at all, even if he gritted his teeth, he could only stand firm, because it was about nineteen lives, the lives of nineteen brothers in the Tianxiahui.
The second person from Song Fang was knocked off the field after just one more game. The situation was also not good. He was seriously injured and had several broken ribs. He couldn't move for a month. The third person came next and was also beaten.
In the third scene, he was seriously injured and carried off. By the time the seventh assassin was released, Song Fang had already seriously injured five of them. Now, except for a few people from Yan and Zhao, there was no one left to send.
Wu Shu's eyes glanced at Xu Zizhen's side as if nothing had happened several times, but Zhang Bangchang, Cao's consort and Wang Shangshu did not look at them at all. Xu Zizhen knew that Wu Shu would not give up until he achieved his goal today, and he felt a little scared when he thought of this.
tight.
In this case, it would be better to let this drama end as soon as possible. Xu Zizhen gritted his teeth and whispered: "Uncle, please push back first, protect yourself, don't get internal injuries, and end up losing as soon as possible."
Du Jin was shocked. These golden generals just relied on some physical strength and were by no means his opponents. However, Xu Zizhen must have a reason for saying this. This cruel trick was inevitable. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. What do you call this, acting?
It was quite miserable at this point, but he had no choice and had to step forward.
Du Jin is very skilled, and he immediately catches everyone's attention. After all, he is so old, and has rich experience in fighting with others. His counterfeiting skills are also top-notch. As soon as he starts fighting, he can perform a series of dazzling moves smoothly.
, forcing the opponent to retreat steadily, and soon won one game, and saved another assassin. However, in the second game, he began to feel a little exhausted. Although his moves were still exquisite, he could no longer hold up.
His second opponent was tall and strong, even among those golden generals. His fists were as big as casseroles, and they were powerful when swinging them. Du Jin managed to hold on for a few rounds and was finally beaten accidentally.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his chest and abdomen, and he flew out of the field.
Zhao Gou's face had turned ugly. Even if Xu Zizhen couldn't communicate with him, he still guessed Wu Shu's intention. But when things got to this point, he had no choice but to retreat.
Xu Zizhen huddled behind others and said to Shui Liuli: "Daughter-in-law, come on and defeat the enemy as soon as possible like them."
The current golden general in the field is the ninth, and there are still ten games left to play. Shui Liuli watched Du Jin and the others being carried off the field one by one with serious injuries. She felt angry and couldn't calm down, but she had to obey Xu Zizhen's arrangement and bit her.
He gritted his teeth and jumped out, charging straight at the big golden general without saying a word.
She immediately caused a commotion as soon as she appeared on the scene. On the first day after the Song Dynasty delegation came to Jinying, she opened everyone's eyes. A mere cook was actually very good at fists and kicks. Even the most famous people in Jinying were
None of the warriors could be her general. Wan Yanchang's eyes were a little solemn, but Wu Shu remained calm, and he seemed to be sure of victory.
The golden general who was as strong as an ox was still in the field. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Shui Liuli coming on the field, but he soon relaxed, clenched his fists and sneered: "What, there is no one in the Song Dynasty delegation?"
Do you want a bitch like you to come here and die?"
Shui Liuli glared: "Bah, you're such a loser, I'll be too shabby to fight with you. Stop talking nonsense, let's see what's going on!" Before he finished speaking, he rushed over and struck the golden general's neck with a palm as fast as lightning.
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There was a muffled sound, and the golden general didn't have time to block and dodge, and was hit hard. However, Shui Liuli soon discovered something was wrong. The golden general didn't react at all, he just scratched his neck and grinned.
: "You bitch, do you want to fight me with your little strength?"
There was a roar of strong wind, and a huge fist flew over. Shui Liuli hurriedly dodged it, feeling aggrieved.
She already understood what Xu Zizhen meant, which was to end this gambling fight as soon as possible, and it seemed that he wanted everyone on his side to lose. In this way, his true skills could not be exposed, at least his internal strength would not be used, and like this
The consequence was that my own strength was simply unable to deal with that big, thick-skinned man. Normally, one palm could break the barrel of a gun as thick as a bowl, but it had no effect on him.
After ten battles, no matter how skilled Shui Liuli was, she could not withstand the opponent's blows. Her strikes were like lightning and her legs were like meteors. In the end, she only aroused the anger of the golden general. Her eyes gradually filled up.
Bloodshot, he roared and punched Shui Liuli one after another.
Xu Zizhen secretly sighed. There was no need to watch this scene. Shui Liuli was a woman after all. If she couldn't display her true strength, she might lose faster than the previous ones.
Before she could finish her thoughts, Shui Liuli was accidentally kicked hard in the chest by the golden general. A mouthful of blood spurted out and her body flew out uncontrollably.
Xu Zizhen stood up suddenly, and the breath all over his body burst out instantly. At this moment, he was like a furious lion, his eyes were filled with gushing anger. He did not expect that Shui Liuli would lose so miserably. This kick was so powerful
, the opponent obviously didn't have any strength to pull back at all, and just kicked out with the purpose of killing.
At this moment, a figure suddenly flew out of the sidelines, grabbed Shui Liuli, held his waist and placed him firmly on the ground, then turned his head and glared at the golden general, and said every word: "Yes."
Don’t run away!”
The Jin general was about to make a substitution. When he heard this, he immediately stopped and glanced back. It was the guard beside Zhao Gou who had never taken action before - Yan Zhao. The Jin general smiled and said: "Another one who is going to die.
?Okay, come as soon as you come, Master is waiting."
Yan Zhao helped Shui Liuli back to the side, glanced at Xu Zizhen intentionally or unintentionally, then turned around and strode into the field.
The golden general didn't take it seriously at all, and walked over in a swaggering manner. Just when he opened his mouth to say something, he found that his eyes were blurred, and a big foot had already kicked him in the chest. The force was so powerful that the golden general suddenly screamed.
Sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out all over the sky, and his strong body flew out like a broken sack. After falling to the ground, his momentum was not reduced, and he still slid back against the ground, sliding straight out for more than a dozen times.
He stopped when he was far away. He struggled to get up, but his vision went dark and he fell to the ground.
Everyone was stunned. They had thought that Zhao Gou's bodyguard must be very powerful, but they didn't expect that he was so strong. He could kick out a warrior twice his size with just a single glance.
There was no room for resistance, so he fainted.
Yan Zhao stood in the field, with the sun shining on his body making a circle of gold. He looked around and stood proudly: "The fourth-grade guard of the Song Dynasty with a sword, Yan Zhao! Who will come next?"