Although Du Feng is a sword, it is composed of more than ten consecutive wave rolls. Each wave roll has subtle changes in time and attack angle. It sends out the curling knife force and merges into a sharp sword energy that can crack the wall.
, unrivaled in power.
Before Nie Xiaoyu's lightning flashed, his long sword first bent outwards and then faced Du Feng.
"Qiang!"
The swords struck together like two bolts of lightning.
The long sword broke and more than half of the people in the hall cried out in surprise.
However, at this moment, Nie Xiaoyu suddenly ran into Du Feng's arms like a ghost, and somehow his right hand caught Du Feng's arm. No one noticed that Du Feng's body felt like being struck by lightning, and his pupils suddenly dilated.
Then it shrank, and the whole body shook countless times in that instant.
The armistice bell rang.
Du Feng suddenly roared loudly, swung out his left arm violently, and exchanged a palm with Nie Xiaoyu. The latter flew away, like a kite with its string cut off, and fell about ten feet away. When he landed, he seemed to stagger slightly, and then he could stand still.
Du Feng sheathed his sword and retreated, his eyes emitting a strange light, looking at Nie Xiaoyu without blinking, but there was a hint of confusion and confusion in his eyes.
Yang Su snorted coldly, Du Feng failed to kill Yu Wenhuaji's bodyguard, which made him a little dissatisfied.
Wang Long applauded the performance in person, and the whole hall immediately cheered and cheered.
Wang Long smiled and said: "Okay! Okay! The competition between the two is indeed wonderful and breathtaking."
As he spoke, Wang Long looked around the audience, tangled his beard and smiled happily and said: "The swordsmanship of Marshal Yang's bodyguards is superb, and the swordsmanship of General Yuwen's bodyguards are also extraordinary. It's a pity that the swords are made of ordinary iron and are not a crime of war. I thought this competition was a crime."
The verdict is a tie, who has any objection?"
Of course, no one would object to the judgment made by the leader of the Wang family on this matter.
Wang Long said again: "If you come, I will reward you two with fifty taels of gold each."
Nie Xiaoyu and Du Feng thanked each other at the same time, and then left.
Du Feng came behind Yang Su and whispered in a panic: "I failed to kill the opponent because of my humble position. Please punish me, the commander-in-chief."
Yang Su snorted coldly: "Trash!"
Du Feng suddenly felt dissatisfied. Under normal circumstances, he would not dare to say anything even if he was dissatisfied. However, for some reason, a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind: "Today you are going to kill someone, and the person closest to you."
This sentence seemed to have magic power. The moment Du Feng appeared in his mind, his body trembled and his eyes became dull. Then he suddenly drew his sword and slashed at Yang Su who was closest to him.
The incident happened suddenly and without any warning. No one expected that this person, who was obviously Yang Su's confidant, would suddenly attack Yang Su. Moreover, Du Feng's sword skills were superb. Even if Yang Su had guards behind him who were not weaker than Du Feng,
But there was no time to stop it.
Du Fenghou swung his knife across his back, and Yang Su's head was cut off to the ground. There was still a look of dissatisfaction on Du Feng's failure to kill his opponent on his face. Half a meter of blood spurted out from his headless neck.
, everyone nearby screamed in surprise, and another old man who was in his final stage roared loudly and shouted: "Du Feng, you are looking for death."
Before the shouts ended, he had already stabbed Du Feng with his sword. His sword skills were sharp and his strength should not be weaker than Du Feng's. However, with Du Feng's strength, this sword could be blocked. But the problem was that Du Feng killed Yang with one strike.
After Su, he actually stood there staring at Yang Su's headless body motionless, as if he was scared to death.
With a scoff, the old man pierced Du Feng's throat with his sword. The latter moved his lips twice, with a look of disbelief on his face, and fell into a pool of blood with his eyes wide open.
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Wang Junlin, Shen Guang, and Shan Xiongxin stood at the top of the bell tower, watching Yang Su bring a group of generals with Yang Su's body and leave the Han Dynasty Palace. After meeting with the five thousand elite soldiers outside, they headed out of the city.
Wang Junlin suddenly felt something was wrong. He frowned and said, "How do you feel when you see these people brought in by Yang Su leaving the city?"
Shen Guang was stunned and said: "After being reminded by the father-in-law, I also feel very suspicious of the low-ranking officials, because not only do they not look downcast at all, but they are also in neat formation and have high morale. This is not in line with common sense and really does not make sense."
Wang Junlin suddenly turned his head and looked back and said, "Let's see what Xiaoyu says."
Xiao Yu walked up to the bell tower with an expressionless face, came to Wang Junlin's side, and said: "Sir, the Yang Su who was killed just now may be a fake."
When Wang Junlin heard this, he was shocked and asked: "Xiaoyu, how could it be fake? Could it be that you could have seen it wrong beforehand?"
Nie Xiaoyu said: "I saw it right, but the Yang Su that the young master took me to see from a distance in the capital was fake."
"Where is that really?" Shen Guang's face was filled with disbelief.
"If it was the fake Yang Su who was killed, the real one would naturally be outside the city and among the army." Wang Junlin sighed and said.
He had planned it more than a month ago and went around in such a big circle just to kill Yang Su, but he didn't expect that the person he killed in the end was a fake.
However, to Wang Junlin's surprise, the real Yang Su never appeared. Judging from the feedback from the army brought by Yang Su outside the city, the killed Yang Su was real, but Nie Xiaoyu believed that he was killed. The Yang Su who was killed is probably fake.
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"The substitute has been trained and taught by me personally for three years. As long as he is not the closest person, he can pass it off as the real one. I am not afraid of being suspected. It's just that your formation was too neat when you left the city." Outside Taiyuan City, a hundred thousand troops In the middle tent, Yang Su asked him in detail about the process of the assassination of his substitute, and then said softly.
"Commander, this matter is really weird. I thought about it carefully afterwards. It is impossible for Du Feng to be bribed, but..." Kneeling in front of Yang Su was the old man who killed Du Feng. They all looked in disbelief.
"Hmph! Ever since Wang Junlin was born, he has not killed anyone in a strange way. My two grandsons died in a similar way at that time. From that time on, I already knew that Wang Junlin had special skills and was hard to guard against, so he trained a substitute. I didn't expect that a substitute would die for me today." Although Yang Su escaped with his life, his face was not pretty at all.
"Commander, now Wang Junlin thinks that the commander is dead, Wang Junlin will definitely appear, and then it will be his death." The old man said harshly.
Yang Su nodded, thought for a moment, and said: "Send an order to several generals to forcefully lead the army into Taiyuan City on the grounds of avenging me and finding the murderer. Yu Wenhuaji has now secured Taiyuan City, and asked Yang Hao's surrender is a great achievement. Since his 20,000 troops do not dare to fight against our 100,000 troops, he will hand over Taiyuan City to us. When the whole city is locked up, I will not believe that we will not be able to find Wang Junlin."
"Commander, your life and death are not trivial. Now that the commander is faking his own death, what does this say to the military situation in the capital?" the old man hesitated and asked.