Yuan Xiaoliu frowned. He was helpless to deal with such an accident. He turned his attention to Shi Shouxin, the rising general of the Great Zhou Dynasty. In his heart, Shi Shouxin would not ignore the two people who were held hostage.
However, the conditions proposed by Li Yanneng were indeed difficult to accept for a while. If the lives of those two people were exchanged for the lives of Li Yanneng and other defeated soldiers, it would be a deal.
"Li Yanneng, you are also a famous general who has been famous for a long time, but you have done such a despicable thing. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world? If you let the two men in your hands go, I can guarantee that your life will be spared. You guys
You can also leave the city safely, what do you think?" Shi Shouxin shouted into the courtyard in a deep voice. As a general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, when had he ever been so aggrieved? He had always been fighting on the battlefield, and he had never encountered such a situation.
The Northern Han general acted so cruelly and took two defenseless women as hostages.
"It is said that General Shi loves his people as his own children, so he probably wouldn't want to see the two people in Li's hands splattered with blood. Originally, the war between the two countries was a bloody battle between the soldiers, and Li was not willing to use this innocent hostage to do such a deed.
Li of Tianjing Guancheng cannot give up the deal under any circumstances. Order your army to retreat and leave Guancheng, otherwise these two people will die." Li Yanneng roared unwillingly, and the knife in his hand was even more fierce.
He got a little closer to the old woman's neck.
For a time, Shi Shouxin was helpless. The Emperor of Zhou Dynasty did not enter the city, and Zhao Kuangyin and others did not follow him. He could only rely on his general to decide everything. He knew that there were countless people in the houses on the street.
His eyes were looking at them, looking at the Zhou army. If he ignored the safety of the two hostages, he would definitely chill the hearts of the people in the city. If he retreated the army as Li Yanneng wished, he would definitely be delayed.
The army cannot arrive in Zezhou as expected to resolve the crisis between Zezhou and Luzhou.
The night was so quiet that it made people feel depressingly quiet. A fish-white light appeared in the east, and it was not far from dawn. This stalemate situation was like the night that refused to recede. It has been standing still, trying to compete with the bright light.
Dongfang Yubaizhicai competes for superiority. But no matter what, there will always be a winner or loser.
At the same time, the same was true for the battle between Yelu Wuji, Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun. What the two sides faced off was no longer the magic weapon, but the internal strength of both sides, or the martial arts realm of both sides. The burst of energy
The air was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping away everything around them, leaving scratches and holes all around the street where they settled.
A trace of cruelty flashed in Yelu Wuji's eyes, and his heart was filled with anger. But for a while, he could not do anything to the two young men who joined forces. The sword energy surging from the Rainbow Sword swept these two young men away.
A series of holes were torn open in the night, making a hissing sound.
And the simple, edgeless iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand was even more emitting a faint brilliance. The faint brilliance was also mixed with a few brilliant rays of color that flickered in and out. It surged out wildly.
The powerful energy surged up from the body of the iron sword, fiercely resisting the red dot-like Rainbow Sword.
Ye Yinfeng's posture of holding the sword with one hand has been changed to holding the sword with both hands. The tip of the iron sword was perfectly pressed against the evil sword in Yelu Wuji's hand. The crash-like aura came from those two phases.
The sword wind surged out from the tip of the sword, and the tearing sword energy spurted out.
"How long can you hold on?" Ling Tianyun behind him asked Ye Yinfeng in a muffled voice, because he felt that the true energy in his Dantian had evaporated much faster than at the beginning. He knew the Mahayana in his Dantian.
There were already signs of sluggishness in his true energy, so he decided to leave Ye Yinfeng in advance.
"I don't know." Ye Yinfeng really doesn't know how long he can hold on. If Ling Tianyun's true energy behind him is not injected in time, then he may be able to hold on for even one breath. He also knows the true energy in his body.
No longer flowing out at a speed like a river, the three star-shaped balls in the Dantian began to rotate at a slower speed.
"Then what should I do? Is there any other way? You stabbed him last time. Is there nothing you can do this time?" Ling Tianyun asked with difficulty. As soon as he opened his mouth, some of his true energy would inevitably drain away. But he also
There was no way to communicate with Ye Yinfeng, as neither of them had reached the level of ant language transmission.
Yelu Wuji clearly felt that the power resisting his sword was weakening. There was no doubt that the internal strength of these two teenagers was still unable to match his. He quickly judged that these two teenagers
His internal strength began to show signs of sluggishness.
"Do you know how I stabbed him last time?" Ye Yinfeng did not lower his tone deliberately this time, but said to Ling Tianyun in a normal conversational tone because he was about to let Yelu Wuji hear it.
, because he knew that if they used that method again, they might make Yelu Wuji retreat in spite of the difficulties.
"How do I know that you are still in the mood to joke here at this time?" Ling Tianyun's hands on Ye Yinfeng's back began to tremble slightly, and he answered with difficulty. He couldn't help but be attracted by Ye Yinfeng's boring behavior.
The question felt extremely ridiculous. At this critical moment, Ye Yinfeng actually spoke so loudly, wasn't he just reminding the other party.
"Two ignorant people are still talking distractedly at this moment. I don't know whether to pity your ignorance or to admire your courage." Yelu Wuji felt that the pressure on the sword was getting lighter and lighter.
And he could already concentrate on talking. After saying this, he suddenly released his inner strength, and saw that the red light on the rainbow-loving sword became a little brighter, and the sword moved forward a few inches.
Although the distance was only a few inches, it put even stronger pressure on Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun. They only felt that a huge boulder was pressing on their chests, and the true energy in their bodies began to collapse as if it was exhausted. That red light came from
The pressure on them is increasing, and the counterattack they are experiencing is also increasing.
For some reason, Ye Yinfeng's posture of holding the sword with both hands had unknowingly changed back to holding the sword with his right hand, but Yelu Wuji turned a blind eye to all this. In any case, these two teenagers had already
It was the last moment of his efforts, and he would not give them another chance to turn around.
But he saw Yelu Wuji smile ferociously, and he stepped on his foot with a slight force, and the churning energy in his body set off a wild wave. The red glow of the rainbow-loving sword in his hand increased, and the sword was sent forward.
There was a "buzz" sword chant, and the sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand made a trembling sound, which made his face turn pale, and his body could only step back. The true energy that had collapsed in his body was overwhelmed by the strong energy coming from the opponent.
With a strong pressure, it suddenly turned into scattered wind and violent rain, moving chaotically around him. The true energy in his body had withered and dried up, and he no longer had the true energy to support the resistance of the edgeless sword, and the sword was uploaded from the opponent's sword.
There was a huge impact, causing his chest to surge, and a trace of blood immediately flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The sword in Yelu Wuji's hand was like a demon snake breaking free from its cage, and let out a joyful roar. The sword energy surged like a tide, and a little red light shot out towards Ye Yinfeng's eyebrows. There was a feeling in his heart.
As if the shackles were broken, Yelu Wuji only felt a slight sound from his spiritual platform. He knew that this was a sign of expelling his inner demons. Finally, he could stab the young man in front of him under his sword. The shame he had suffered was all gone.
It will be taken back from this young man.
Then, just as his body flew towards Ye Yinfeng with a strange and terrifying aura, a kind of fear spread from the bottom of his heart suddenly flashed in his heart. He looked closely and found Ling Tianyun behind Ye Yinfeng.
It has disappeared, no, it has not disappeared. Because there is a dazzling pale golden light that blocks his sight.
He was shocked to find that Ling Tianyun had already moved in front of Ye Yinfeng at some point, squatting down, but he was holding a dazzling long sword in his hand. Seeing the dazzling golden sword
With the long sword, Yelu Wuji couldn't help but tremble, and he subconsciously tightened his legs.
In the end, Yelu Wuji's sword still failed to strike, because the height of Ling Tianyun's sword was exactly aimed at his lower body. This made him instinctively feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart. The sword brought him
The pain, that kind of inhuman pain that no one can bear. He suddenly remembered the taste of that pain again, what a humiliating torture it was, and he would rather die than endure such humiliation.
"Ah?????????", Yelu Wuji stopped his body abruptly and let out a miserable roar. He felt as if he had seen the most terrifying beast in the world. At this time, his consciousness
He was completely frightened by the pain. The sword was still so piercing, and the injuries on his lower body were not completely healed. Even if they were completely healed, he would not be considered a truly intact man.
He thought he had defeated the inner demons caused by that trauma, but he still did not expect that the inner demons planted in his heart could not be defeated at all, unless Ye Yinfeng died or the sword disappeared from this world.
He swung his sword around like crazy, and the aroused sword energy pierced through the nearby houses, and bursts of screams came from the houses.
Ling Tianyun fell like a dog under Ye Yinfeng's legs, and Ye Yinfeng put his iron sword on the ground and knelt on one knee on the street. His back was already wet with sweat, and he was panting heavily.
.His face became extremely pale, and the traces of blood on his chest were shocking.
Like a madman, Yelu Wuji swung his sword and swept around, then flew up from above the house and quickly disappeared into the vast darkness of the night. The strange figure was no longer there.
At present, the bright sword light was also extremely dim. He was no longer Yelu Wuji, because he didn't even know that his state of mind was completely messed up.
"Has he left?" A feeble voice came from under Ye Yinfeng's legs. It wasn't Ling Tianyun who was like a dead dog. The sword pill in his hand had already been put away, and he looked up as if his whole body was weak.
Lying down, his eyes met Ye Yinfeng's tired eyes.
I don’t know when, the sound of fighting in Tianjingguan City stopped, as if there was a spring rain, and then everything in the world became silent. There was no wind and no one. There were only two people standing on the empty street.
The young men sitting with their backs crossed looked a little tired, but their faces could not hide the excitement of surviving a desperate situation.
"You are so cruel. I didn't expect that your move would make Yelu Wuji unable to recover for at least three to five years. If you want to get out of that shadow, unless you die, the sword in your hand must also disappear from the world.
"Ling Tianyun played with the soft sword glowing with pale golden light in his hand. As soon as he pressed the mechanism on the hilt, the sword turned into a small ball as big as a fist. If he didn't recognize the sword, he would not know it at all.
I don't think that the fist-sized ball is a soft sword.
"Everyone has weaknesses. Although that blow can't destroy him, if he wants to go further in the realm of martial arts, I'm afraid he will have no hope in this life." Ye Yinfeng thought of that cold and stunning face.
The face, the white dress, and the faint feminine fragrance.