Back Off, Let Me Come

  Watching the back of Chu Jie going away, the ten-black general was naturally unwilling to let him go, and he chased again but was easily blocked by Zhao Feng with a single blow. His face changed suddenly, and his body retreated a few feet uncontrollably, wanting to grit his teeth.

   "You little thief from somewhere, report your name!"

  Zhao Feng grinned, his eyes were ferocious, and he showed his sharpness: "You are worthy of knowing your Nai Weng's name?"

   This is the second time he calls himself "Nai Weng".

  The humiliation is similar to the power of greeting the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors with the mother as the radius and the household registration book as the center.

   That Shiwu general has a high status in Shiwu.

  How can you bear this humiliation?

   He cursed a ten-black foul language in his mouth.

   Immediately after, without talking nonsense, he raised his hand and came straight to Zhao Feng's face. His figure was extremely fast and agile, and there were even ghostly afterimages along the road, which were difficult to catch with the naked eye. Seeing this situation, Zhao Feng became serious. With a clang, firmly catch the blow to the head!

   In the past two years of being squeezed by Shen Capitalist Tang, Zhao Feng's martial power has not regressed, and even leaped to a whole level because of the growth of his mood and his further understanding of martial arts. With the meaning of the warrior, the strength has doubled!

  Being more sensitive to martial qi and the qi of heaven and earth.

  As long as the enemy is still in this world, Qi of Heaven and Earth will tell him his position and actions, so it is not difficult to deal with. Regardless of whether the ten-black warrior would be critically hit or not, he closed his eyes arrogantly in front of the other party's grim expression.

   "You—" Shiwu general was furious, "Die!"

   Attacks are more intensive than rainstorms.

  The air blades swung out interweave into an invisible net.

  But he didn't expect Zhao Fengneng to follow up calmly. It was too late, and he could avoid it by easily moving.

  He was out of breath for a long time, but he couldn't arouse people's enthusiasm, and his expression was calm. Even though his eyes were closed, the general Shi Wu could still read the contempt that Zhao Feng wanted to express—a brave warrior? That's it? Such a useless general?

  Ten black generals gritted their teeth.

  On the city wall, Chu Jie frowned.

  Chu Yao said: "You are lucky."

  Based on Chu Jie's current consumption, the ten-black general under the city might really drag Chu Jie until he blew himself up to death.

  Chu Jie secretly adjusted his breath to restore his state, and with the help of Master Yu and Chu Yao, the Dan Mansion that had been consumed a lot was refilled, and it recovered to 80% in an instant. He smiled and said: "It's really good luck. In the past, people who didn't show the mountains and didn't show the water, would kill people as soon as they made a move. Looking at Dayi's state, he should be only a thin line away from breaking through... a good one Tiger General."

  Chu Yao nodded: "Indeed."

  Zhao Fengben is the twelfth-class left watch, and if he breaks through, he will be the thirteenth-class middle watch. You must know that due to the limitations of talent, age and various resources, it is more difficult for a martial artist to advance to the later stages of his strength, and it is normal for him to be stuck for several years or more.

  The Battle of Xiaocheng was not many years after Zhao Fengjin was promoted.

  It has only been a little over two years now, and he is going to break through again... This speed can make many young and famous warriors envious. The key is that Zhao Feng also comprehends the meaning of warriors. There will be almost no obstacles in his cultivation in the next few years, and his strength will inevitably soar.

  Chu Yao said: "...It's just a pity..."

  Chu Jie asked: "Why is it a pity?"

  Chu Yao: "Unfortunately, his lord is not my lord."

  No matter how great a favor is, there will be a time when it will be repaid.

   Zhao Feng returned to Wu Xian sooner or later, and Dayi helped reclaim barren fields, build bridges, build roads, build kangs and move bricks, and led his troops to help guard the pass without hesitation. After this battle, he should also leave.

   It’s okay for Wu Xian and the lord to continue to "love Tangdi deeply", but if one day the sword is shown, Zhao Feng will be the enemy.

   Therefore, it is a pity.

   Such a general is someone else's bowl.

Chu Jie understood Chu Yao's unfinished words, and said: "I heard that there is a sixth-rank general under Wu Xian's tent, and the weakest is the tenth-rank Zuo Shuzhang. To win over so many talents to work for him, there must be someone extraordinary. Shen Jun is under a lot of pressure."

  Don't look at him, who has been gentle and harmless since he was a child. Now that he is old, he has a little more kindness of the elders, which dilutes the sharpness when he was young, but how much does Chu Jie know about him?

  Chu Yao raised his eyebrows and pouted his buttocks, and he knew what was going on in the opponent's stomach. Chu Wuhui, a literary scholar with a literary heart, was more decisive and vicious than a brave warrior. In terms of sharpness, no one is more murderous than Chu Yao.

  It's like this when I was young, but it's the same when I'm older.

   These years have not dampened his ambition.

   just hides deeper.

  That Shen Jun...

   Being targeted by him is a bit of bad luck.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate scene, Chu Jie would still want to chew on some snacks—because Zhao Feng defeated the ten-black general to death, and the victory and defeat in the field were already divided, so there was no suspense—he said: "Shen Jun's strengths and weaknesses It's clear, too young."

  Youth means that the future is unlimited, and it also means that the foundation is shallow. It has a false name but has no basis for impressing literary scholars and brave warriors. How easy is it to start from scratch? With Zheng Qiao's words, Shen Tang moved out of Heyin County, which he had worked so hard for for two years, and gave it to others as a wedding dress with a lot of fruit, while he was thrown into Longwu County, where birds don't **** and chickens don't lay eggs.

Chu Jie ignored the faint chill on Chu Yao's body, and said with a smile: "Son of the Tianhai Wu family, his ancestors have been prominent for several generations, with family background, fame, prestige, and heritage, all of which are not lacking. Apart from being young and having a national seal, Jun Shen seems to have no other strengths." gone."

   It's normal to not be able to attract talents like Zhao Feng.

   Not only Chu Jie knows this, but Shen Tang also knows it.

  Warrior warriors also need to eat well.

   It is impossible to generate electricity for love every day.

  Chu Yao stared coldly at his ex, Fa Xiao.

  Tong knew: "This battle is over, you should also make a decision."

  Shen Tang's tent is a serious partial subject.

  Wenxin literati can carry any one at will, but there are very few warriors who can provide military protection.

   Lu Jue and Bai Su are talented but they are not easy to use. It is too late to start, and it takes time to grow. Even if he is forced to use martial arts, he will not be able to grow up to the level of commanding an army in a short time. The only two people who can still see are Gong Shuwu and Xian Yujian...

   But compared to Cho Bong who is about to break through...

   can't compare.

  No matter how good your own protagonist can fight, he can't end every time.

  Chu Jie raised his eyebrows, provocatively: "How can you be sure that your lord will come back? Thirty thousand black heads, one must be missing!"

  Chu Yao showed no sign of weakness: "The old man is still alive to talk to you, isn't that proof? Just wait..."

  Not only did he want more than 20,000 elites under his predecessor's small account, but he also wanted to recruit Chu Jie to work hard. In this way, the lord barely has a high-level warrior who can carry the tripod. As for old grievances, that is his private matter, and he can handle Chu Jie.

   Chu Jie has been suppressed by him since he was a child, unable to turn over.

   Today, naturally.

  Chu Jie snorted: "Okay, let's talk."

   The implication is to consider.

but-

He sneered: "The ugly words are up front, Mr. Shen has to provide the military salary normally. We soldiers, marching and fighting just want to eat. To put it harshly, if you have money, you are your father, if you have milk, you are your mother. If you have nothing, you are the enemy of life and death." .can he afford it?"

   Just as he was talking, Zhao Feng, who was under the city, kicked the ground and leaped forward. He charged the four-edged beast claw copper mace in his hand, and swung out the light blade for more than ten feet, smashing down on the head of the ten black generals. He knocked him off his horse with one blow, and then approached him again, attacking Douhou again, causing the head under Douhou to split open like a watermelon, and bright red juice dripped out.