The Prodigal Son of the Empire

"court death!"

Being so underestimated, Zhou Yuanming was also furious, flattering his horse and rushing over. The distance between the two was not far away, and they soon met each other.

But even at this time, Wu Xiong still didn't take out his weapon...

"die!"

A cold light flashed in Zhou Mingyuan's eyes, and he swung his broad sword and slashed. This was not an ordinary slash, but a special angle. He was sure to kill it directly!

However, just as his broad sword was about to fall on him, Wu Xiong bent sideways, his body was almost twisted, and the broad sword brushed past his nose. Taking advantage of this gap, Wu Xiong pulled out the broadsword fixed on the horse...

A cold light flashed, blood gushed out, and Zhou Mingyuan's head had already fallen to the ground!

fast!

It was indescribably fast, many people didn't see his movements clearly, his knife had already returned to its sheath!

There was silence in the field.

No one expected this result.

"This……"

On Qin Jun's side, several people looked at each other in blank dismay, but didn't react for a while.

"This person can't do it, change it!"

Wu Xiong said: "But according to the usual practice, this battle item belongs to me!"

He patted his horse up and jumped directly onto Zhou Mingyuan's horse. He didn't know what method he used, and the horse immediately became honest.

Really amazing!

"Quick, send someone to fight again!"

he yelled.

"Damn!"

"Did you see him throwing a knife just now?"

"No, it's too fast!"

"He is definitely not a boss!"

The people on Qin Jun's side were obviously shocked.

"It's not the scariest thing."

Wen Tongshu took a deep breath.

"That's right, the most powerful one is Wu Xiong, and there is no applause from them!"

At this time, someone said, making everyone react.

It was so peaceful, as if it should be the same.

"Hurry up, why don't you dare to go up?"

"I go!"

One person stood up.

"General Yuan will be able to defeat him in battle!"

"Correct!"

His name is Yuan Lie, and he wields double swords and is extremely powerful, which is recognized by everyone.

"You can not!"

At this time, a discordant voice came to mind.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely kill him!"

The person who spoke was Wang Ping, he didn't stop him, on the contrary, he stimulated Yuan Lie even more and made him rush to kill him.

"Shh!"

As if the scene reappeared, Yuan Lie's head was cut off in just a split second. This person who defended the country was really terrifying...

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After a brief silence, I remembered the sparse sighs, which came from Qin Jun's side!

Yes, another person died in battle.

He also died under Wu Xiong's knife without any accident.

Just as fast, just as clean.

Unlike Zhou Mingyuan, Wu Lie was a general of 2000 soldiers. He wielded two sabers and was usually formidable. He did not die in many battles, but he died here!

"He is definitely not very tall!"

Another general of the Qin army gritted his teeth and said, "If every commander is so powerful, then the guards will be invincible!"

This remark aroused everyone's approval.

It is true that the battle between the two armies is a team battle, military strategy, favorable time and place and other factors. Personal strength does not affect anything, but it is also relative.

If everyone is strong and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, the result will be different.

Killing two people in a row is enough to explain a lot of problems.

"Damn!"

The generals on Qin Jun's side all looked serious. This was no longer an ordinary call for a fight, and they all became serious.

"Who else?"

Wu Xiong said loudly: "Can your Qin army send some people who have been beaten, why are you so unbearable?"

"I go!"

While speaking, another person stood up!

There is no shortage of bloody people in the Qin army.