Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 210 210: Brawl (3) [ask for a monthly ticket]

  Looking at the imminent battle situation in the city, Shen Tang hesitated for a moment: "But half a step, he can't win Gongxichou!"

   Relying on paying a huge price to barely equalize Gong Xichou's momentum, and the latter has not yet shown his cards, and a discerning eye can see that it is a deadly game. If you don't stop the rescue at this time, Captain Yang will surely die! Uncle Gong said lightly, "I know."

  He is more aware of Yang Duwei's choice than Shen Tang.

  Shen Tang raised his voice: "I know why you don't—"

  Gong Shuwu: "It is a blessing to be able to die in a **** battle of glory."

  If he is Captain Yang, he doesn't want anyone to intervene at this time. If it was okay to stop it before the outbreak, but now that there is no turning back, and someone jumps out to stop it, then wouldn't his choice and sacrifice be meaningless?

   Might as well die here.

Shen Tang tried to refute, but she never said it out. She couldn't use her values ​​to disturb others, but she couldn't help but hang her head and mutter: "Even so...you can't cherish your life like this...As the saying goes, it's better to live than to die. ..."

   "Everyone has his own aspirations." Gong Shuwu said softly, "...and he didn't spare his life. He cherished the lives of the soldiers and common people in Xiaocheng behind him, and he knew that he would spare no expense."

   Cherish your life, but not your own life.

   His relatives and family members are all here, where can he retreat?

  Shen Tang had no choice but to say, "Well, I see."

   After finishing speaking, Gong Shuwu let go of his hand on her shoulder. He was really afraid that Shen Tang would jump down without saying a word. Not only worried that it would ruin the battle, but also worried that Shen Tang would be slaughtered by Gongxi Qiu if he went on a rampage. This Gong Xichou is the strongest I have ever seen in my life!

  Such strength at such a young age.

  It is not impossible to hit the 20th rank Chehou in the future. If Gong Xiqiu is lucky, how long can he live...

  Gong Shuwu's eyes were filled with imperceptible envy—his talent wasn't bad, but it wasn't good enough to be "the proud son of heaven". Insufficient than the top, more than the bottom. Without adventures or life-and-death epiphanies, there isn't much room left for growth.

  Under the city walls—

  The qi of heaven and earth was stirred into chaos by the martial qi of the two.

  Gong Xiqiu half-closed his eyes and looked at the opponent who had overwhelmed him. Since he was born, he has never been so cautious as he is today. Neither of the two made a move first, and they were engaged in an imposing confrontation. The sweat dripping from his forehead seemed to condense into ice.

  Gong Xiqiu can hold his breath but Yang Duwei can't.

  The longer the delay, the worse it will be for him.

  Finally, Duwei Yang moved.

Yang Duwei, who was an ordinary person one second, was like a ferocious beast waiting for a chance to kill with one blow, and the next second he was like a ferocious beast waiting for a one-shot kill. A blurred afterimage flashed in front of him in the blink of an eye.

  A high-pitched roar overflowed from his throat.

   "Desire to come—"

  Gong Xichou had a solemn expression, and he didn't dare to take it too seriously.

  Boom!

  The moment the weapons collided, two martial auras that were also full of killing intent collided fiercely, neither of them willing to back down half a step. Immediately afterwards, with the two of them at the center, the air wave swept through the sand and loess and exploded. The ground under his feet could not bear the impact, cracked and sunken.

  Gong Xiqiu and Yang Duwei felt numbness in their hands and chest tightness at the same time.

  A sweet fishy smell rose from the throat.

  Gong Xichou's face changed slightly, and he could still swallow it forcibly. After all, Captain Yang was forcibly promoted, and his body was overwhelmed. Without waiting for Gong Xiqiu to adjust, Yang Duwei made another desperate attack. The muscles of both arms exploded, and as the strength climbed steadily, even the arms of the martial arts armor were shaken out of cracks!

"ah-"

  He opened his mouth and roared.

  Finally, I saw big waves appearing on Gong Xiqiu's face.

   Bang!

  Gong Xiqiu couldn't maintain the center of gravity under his feet, and his body was sent flying by Yang Duwei's explosive force again. Tick-tock-tick-snake-like blood dripped down his armguard and fingers onto the ground.

   Beads of blood bloomed cruelly on the loess beneath their feet.

  He flew out and just stood still when Duwei Yang came over with a huge light of martial energy. The color of his martial aura is neither eye-catching nor bright, just like his presence is low, but at this moment, he completely caught the attention of tens of thousands of people from both armies, not even for a moment!

  At this time, Duwei Yang is not stingy with burning Dan Fu's martial arts, opening and closing, focusing on selflessness. In his eyes, there is nothing in the world, neither the 12,000 rebels approaching the city, nor the garrison soldiers struggling to support the city wall.

  He only has Gong Xichou in his eyes.

   To be precise, it was Gong Xichou's life!

  The monstrous fighting spirit made Yang Duwei feel possessed by the **** of war at this moment, even Gong Xiqiu suffered a big loss.

   This loss has to be eaten.

There was another loud bang, the gravel on the ground trembled, and the ears of the soldiers on both sides were buzzing, and they couldn't hear any other sounds. Shen Tang and the others had been prepared for a long time, and each opened their own means to protect their ears, barely suppressing the tinnitus. Nausea.

  Shen Tang said: "Are these two still human?"

  Any one of them can smash the walls of Xiaocheng with one fist! It's completely a walking meat tank! !

  This time it was Qishan and Chu Yao's turn to hold Shen Tang's shoulders.

  The picture is very exciting, but let’s not add to the chaos with the shriveled body of my own Goro/Shen Xiaolang, it doesn’t seem like it’s enough for these two fists to hit. Qishan smiled and said: "They are not humans, what are they? Monsters?"

  Chu Yao also persuaded: "Goro Goro—you must calm down, it's not time for you to go down yet."

  Shen Tang couldn't help showing longing, and muttered: "One day, I will have such a powerful courage..."

  Chu Yao: "..."

  Pray for goodness: "..."

  They all had an extremely ominous premonition.

  Goro/Shen Xiaolang, when he had no courage and only a literary heart, he was already able to drive Yang Duwei, the tenth-rank left concubine, into a state of desperation. Now that he has the courage again, why can't he run away?

  The fierce battle off the field is still going on.

  Gong Xiqiu took the blow from Duwei Yang head-on, the veins on his forehead popped out due to the force, the soft flesh on his cheeks was stretched hard, a hole three feet in diameter was opened under his feet, and most of his calf sank into the mud. As the two equally violent martial qi collided and exploded, the yellow sand hit the face and captivated the eyes, and outsiders couldn't see the situation of the two clearly for a while.

  Only the sound of violent clashes of martial qi can be heard.

  As the air wave decreased, the yellow sand gradually dissipated. The situation was clearly displayed in front of the two armies, and everyone couldn't help being stunned.

  Crack, click.

   Cracks covered the snake-scale armor, most of the chest armor was split and fell to the ground, revealing most of the upper body's swollen muscles with clear texture and continuous gully. Finally, Gong Xiqiu was panting heavily, the sweat dripping from his forehead unstoppably, wet the torn underwear.

Gong Xiqiu's upper body armor can still avoid the body, but Yang Duwei is much more embarrassed at this time - the upper body armor and inner shirt are torn, the wounds are criss-crossed, and large areas of blood ooze from the surface of the skin, soaking wet along the skirt armor The ground under their feet gathered into a small puddle of blood.

   Judging from the appearance alone, the outcome has been decided.

   In fact, it is true.

  Different from Gong Xiqiu, who still had more than half of his combat strength left, Captain Yang was at the end of his battle, breathing heavily and dullly, like the hoarse sound that overflowed from the throat of a beast when its life was dying. Every blow exhausted all the strength, and every blow could affect all the wounds.

   There are many criss-cross wounds on the upper body with deep bone visible.

  It makes people's scalp numb.

  A heart was moved up and down by the ups and downs of his chest.

  These injuries are inevitable.

  Because Captain Yang is attacking with all his strength every time, without considering any technical moves, neither dodge nor dodge, and exchange injuries for injuries. He looked at Gong Xichou's embarrassed posture, and a happy smile appeared on his **** face, and he said, "Happy!"

  He said again: "It's really fun!"

   Never felt as happy as today.

  Gong Xichou twitched the corners of his mouth, and clenched the cracked dark green long whip—to be honest, it was the first time in his life that he was beaten so embarrassingly, but he was not only not angry at all, but very happy! Yes, be happy! Pleasure from the heart, from the soul!

  It seems that even after the genocide, the suffocation that had been accumulating in the heart was completely dissipated at once, and the whole body was comfortable, and the mind was clear and clear, and even the wounds on the body did not feel pain. Vigorous and surging martial energy surged wantonly in the meridians of the whole body.

  The two armies only care about their victory or loss, but—

  Gong Shuwu noticed a point that made him feel very embarrassed.

  He murmured: "Is this still a human?"

  Shen Tang: "Yuanliang said that these two are people and not monsters."

  The corner of Gong Shuwu's mouth twitched: "Gong Xiqiu has broken through."

  Shen Tang: "...Breakthrough before the formation???"

  Walking meat tank plus? ? ?

  Gong Shuwu nodded: "It's not just Gongxiqiu..."

  Lieutenant Yang also made a breakthrough in this battle, breaking through the bottleneck that had hindered him for a long time in one fell swoop, and now he is the eleventh rank right minister. Without this fierce battle, he might not be able to touch the threshold of the eleventh class in his whole life. It is more difficult for a martial artist to advance to the later stage.

   No one noticed it, it was purely because the two were fighting too fiercely, their martial energy was surging and fluctuating, and it was difficult to find out without careful attention.

  Shen Tang: "..."

  Gong Shuwu breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn it without regret."

   Apart from not being able to live to protect the people in the city, I have no regrets, but—this is the case in the world, and happiness and perfection are too difficult to pursue.

  Thinking about it from another angle, Yang Duwei's ability to explore the way to Huangquan in advance and wait for the reunion of relatives is another kind of "consummation". Gongshu Wu You and others, thinking of what happened to him, even he couldn't help feeling a little sad, and couldn't bear to see Yang Duwei's death.

  This side, Gong Xiqiu also said: "I am also very happy!"

   This is what he pursues as a warrior.

  No war, no benefit, no life and death can match the pleasure of indulging in a fierce battle, but it's a pity—the man who brought him happiness in front of him is about to come to the end of his life, and the opponent he finally found will leave again later.

  Life is so lonely.

  The sound of beating the drum is also a little more heavy and pathetic.

  Yang Duwei's eyes are always bright, and there is no trace of sadness in him that is about to end his life, his momentum is like a rainbow, and his fighting spirit is high. He squeezed out the last strength in his body, charged up and exploded, Burning Eye was better than the Golden Crow, and killed again with an indomitable momentum.

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  He is the afterglow of the setting sun in the west, while Gong Xichou is still the scorching sun hanging high in the sky. Just like a wave hitting a huge rock by the sea, no matter how powerful and unmatched it is, it will eventually be smashed to pieces! The drums on the wall stopped for a moment.

  The drumhead seemed overwhelmed, and the sound of the drum was whimpering and hoarse.

   It's all over.

  Gong Shuwu and Zhai Le couldn't bear to close their eyes.

  Qi Shan and Chu Yao also felt emotional.

   Especially prayers.

  He came to Xiaocheng because he did a thorough homework, and checked the people who were available around Yancheng, the former prefect. Of course, Yang Duwei's information was indispensable. This person is indecisive, with mediocre talents, and a somewhat pedantic personality. He is just an ordinary person, not to mention his name in history books. After a year or two, no one will remember who he is and what his name is.

  His existence will be ruthlessly erased by time.

  Qi Shan secretly sighed.

  Life is like—

   Before he finished feeling, he noticed that there was one person missing from the corner of his eye. At this moment, the nerves in his brain burst, and when he heard the faint exclamation, he wanted to jump down and catch Shen Tang back. Qishan broke out in horror: "Shen! You! Pear!"

  Chu Yao: "..."

  Now he urgently needs a reassurance pill.

  Because there was a scene off the field that made his heart pause! It's not just Chu Yao who needs Baoxin pills for praying for good, Zhai Le said that he also needs one. After the final blow, Captain Yang failed to kill Gong Xichou, which also meant that he would die.

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  The expected death did not come.

  He felt that his body was thrown in the opposite direction by a huge force, and he rolled on the ground several times before being caught by Zhai Le who reacted. Yang Duwei was startled suddenly, he opened his round copper bell and looked over. Gong Xiqiu's fatal blow did not fall.

  At the critical moment, he was blocked by a long sword—the sword is three feet four in length, and its width is only slightly wider than two fingers. Nine golden dragons of different shapes are wrapped around the hilt. Although the shape of this sword is simple, it can be called "beautiful" as a whole.

  A beautiful sword…

   Really rare.

  Seeing the familiar long sword, the expressions of the three people on the field changed, but their reactions were completely different.

  Yang Duwei looked at Shen Tang and then at the sword in Shen Tang's hand, his chest heaved violently, pulled to the wound, and spurted out a big mouthful of blood with a puff. Zhai Le reacted directly, and shouted in horror: "Brother Shen!"

  The next fight will not be just a play.

   Really will die!

   Last time Gong Xiqiu was merciful, but Dou Jiang would never!

   In comparison, Gong Xichou's reaction was much calmer.

  He looked at his confidant Shen, Mama Tang, who was blocking him, and said with a little disappointment, "Why is Mama coming out at this time?"

  The last time I saved Zhai Le from my subordinates, and this time I want to save Yang Duwei again, do you really think he won't have murderous intentions?

   No, Shen Tang never thought so.

  The tiger's mouth hurts, and the Qi and blood are disordered.

   Still looking calm: "Repay the debt of kindness."

   Shen Tang, who faced Gong Xichou directly, knew better than anyone else the killing intent emanating from the former, but he still had to do it.

  Gong Xiqiu squinted his eyes: "Repaying favor? Debt of favor?"

Shen Tang said: "Because he gave me a sum of money. For the sake of the money, he can't be allowed to die here. Anyway, the outcome of your battle has already been decided, so I won't break the rules if I save him at this time. As far as I know, generals only win or lose, not life and death. To save a life or save a life, that is the skill of the defeated, right?"

  Gong Xiqiu somehow recalled a piece of fragmented memory.

  He asked: "Send money? Tax money?"

   I still remember that Captain Yang asked him if he had intercepted the tax bank when he came up.

  Yang lost half his life. The captain roared angrily.

   "Old man! No! Send it!"

   (σ)σ:*☆Hey

   This is the first time Tangmei summoned the "Mother Sword" in front of Captain Yang.

   The monthly ticket is 3115. It is said that this month can reach 4,000 monthly tickets. Do you want to draw one more prize...

well

   The flow is so cool, it’s so cool to my heart

  (end of this chapter)