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"There's so much nonsense, come on, keep fighting."
Yue Chen waved the third-grade sword in his hand, and slashed forward one after another.
His sword skills were poor, without the elegance of a sword at all, just like a gangster slashing and killing in the street with a knife.
But the speed of the sword is too fast, making people dazzled.
No matter how poor the sword technique is, as long as it is fast enough to be much faster than the enemy, it is a brilliant sword technique.
The more Yue Chen fought, the more confident he became, and he finally became a master.
Think back to when the old eunuch almost wiped out his regiment by relying on his cultivation as a war commander. How long has it been since then, and he will start to feel elated.
Zhao Dan and Zhao Lin, who were pressed and beaten by Yue Chen, became more frightened and frightened as they beat each other.
They originally planned to take Yue Chen as a hostage, hoping that the other party would be wary.
But I didn't expect that this person's power was so strong.
Especially Zhao Dan, his heart was mad with jealousy, and the other party seemed to be under 20 years old, so he could suppress him and beat him.
And I am forty years old.
Fazheng slowly let go of the hilt of his sword, and a look of relief appeared on his face.
His Highness has made rapid progress.
The most shocking thing is the veterans who have been following Yue Chen.
At this moment, the veterans are still in the process of descending the mountain, but they can clearly see the battle between Yue Chen and the two commanders.
With tears streaming down his face, a veteran said excitedly: "Your HighnessYour Highness, he is finally not what he used to be."
Yue Chen's improvement made them happier and more satisfied than seeing their own improvement.
Only those who followed Yue Chen through the journey can understand how difficult those years were.
They almost took one step at a time, gritted their teeth and carried it over.
Especially in the years when they were assassinated, each of them lived like a year, for fear that they would not see His Highness the next day.
If this is the case, they will lose their goals and their lives will have no meaning.
"Your Highness" Countless veterans wept and choked up speechlessly as they ran.
The recruits couldn't understand, so they could only watch silently.
"Boom!"
The power below exploded, Zhao Dan and Zhao Lin were shocked by Yue Chen's sword and retreated again and again.
Zhao Dan leaned the gun on the ground, only felt his throat sweet, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
In front of him, Yue Chen approached step by step with a sword in his hand, with a sharp sword glow on the tip of the sword, and a murderous look in his eyes.
Zhao Dan clenched the spear subconsciously, but there was severe pain in his arm.
It was only then that he discovered that the wound that had been opened before had not had time to be bandaged. The battle just now had made his wound even bigger, and the flesh and blood were turned outwards, which looked extremely terrifying.
Zhao Dan's courage suddenly disappeared, he knelt in front of Yue Chen, and said in a panic: "Forgive me, I will give you whatever you want, as long as you don't kill me."
Zhao Lin looked at Zhao Dan with contempt, and shouted: "Zhao Dan, are you still worthy of being a soldier of the Lu State? Are you still worthy of the surname Zhao? Are you worthy of His Majesty's grace?"
Zhao Dan looked at Yue Chen eagerly as if he didn't hear it at all.
What glory, what kindness of the emperor, he, Zhao Dan, has long been smoothed out by life, and has passed the passionate years.
Further speaking, he is not even a good person, but a person who can disregard the life and death of the people for money.
In his heart, he is the most important thing, let him go to hell with everything else.
Seeing that Zhao Dan was indifferent, Zhao Lin yelled: "Panshi Camp, there are only warriors who die standing up, and no bastards who live on their knees. Brothers, kill with me"
Zhao Lin pointed at Yue Chen with his long sword, roared loudly, and rushed towards Yue Chen like a mad dog.
At this moment, he has completely disregarded his own life, playing with a life-for-life style of play.
It's crazy.
Behind him, the surviving soldiers of the Panshi Battalion roared angrily, picked up their weapons and rushed towards Yue Chen following their commander.
The soldiers of the Panshi Battalion held their weapons tightly and rushed towards Yue Chen.
His complexion was agitated, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, with the courage to tear everything apart.
A complex look flashed across Yue Chen's eyes.
The soldiers of the Panshi Battalion are really as brave as a rock.
It has already reached this situation, and it can still explode like this?Strong force.
Just in an instant, the complex look in Yue Chen's eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold look.
The murderous look in his eyes was like a knife, sweeping the audience.
This kind of heroic army is the disaster of our own country.
"Kill!" Yue Chen yelled loudly, his figure flew forward suddenly, and the sword in his hand shone with brilliance.
Fazheng rushed forward, and stood upright, resisting most of the forces for Yue Chen.
Dian Wei shouted loudly in the distance: "Don't hurt my lord."
The double halberds pierced the bottom of the two rocks, and the 400-jin rock was lifted up and smashed towards the fanatical enemy soldiers.
Yue Chen squatted halfway, the sword struck out, the sharp sword split a soldier in half, and blood gushed across his face.
Yue Chen wiped his face, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again, piercing through a young man's eye socket, piercing through.
The young soldier screamed in horror.
Yue Chen pulled out his sword indifferently, and swung over a dozen spears from his back, then threw himself into the crowd, slashing wildly with his sword.
Today's Yue Chen is indifferent to blood.
The heart becomes more and more tough.
After hacking dozens of people in a row, Yue Chen leaned his sword on the ground and panted heavily.
Fazheng blocked Yue Chen behind him, the sword in his hand could not be splashed by water, and the fierce sword energy continued to bloom.
Enemy soldiers lined up, stabbing Fazheng fiercely with spears in their hands.
The sword energy flew horizontally, cutting the rushing soldiers to pieces.
Immediately afterwards, the soldiers of the Panshi Battalion rushed towards Fazheng one after another.
"Never retreat." During the charge, the soldiers of the Panshi Battalion roared wildly with red necks, and rushed forward without any hesitation.
One after another was cut to pieces by Fazheng's sword energy, turning into broken limbs and falling to the ground.
"Tiger!" Someone roared and rushed up, and was killed by Fazheng.
"Third brother, ahyou kill my brother, I will fight with you." Someone roared again, obviously very crazy.
Fazheng's face was indifferent, and the sword in his hand kept swinging out, and the sword energy was like a storm, beheading all the crazy soldiers who rushed up.
Yue Chen opened his mouth and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahahaha."
Blood gushed wildly around Yue Chen, a hand fell on his body, and then another head rolled and rolled to his feet, staring at him with wide eyes.
"Happy, happy, hahaha." Yue Chen got up, trying to swing his sword to kill the enemy again, but he felt a sense of weakness in his body.
In the confrontation with Zhao Dan and Zhao Lin just now, Yue Chen wasted his power recklessly, which caused the power in his body to be a little empty now.
It was too turbulent just now, a little too much.
"Hehehe" Yue Chen was grinning, his body covered in blood like a ghost crawling out of hell, "It turns out that the power of a master will be exhausted, and it turns out that the warmaster is not invincible, hehehe, no wonder the country is fighting , it is not relying on expert duels, but relying on the army" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com