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"Zhao En?" The two knives collided together, and a spark sparked at the casual mouth of the red silk knife. Tang Yuan held the simple knife he picked up casually from the ground with both hands, gritted his silver teeth tightly, and squeezed through the gap Ask a question.

Zhao En's eyes were red, his golden hair became like a mess of grass, and his smooth skin a few days ago seemed to be sucked dry by something, wrinkled like crumpled paper.

Tang Yuan looked into his eyes, and saw that his eyes were bloodshot and stared at him fiercely. The two eyeballs seemed to burst out, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Demented?"

Zhao En's appearance now really seems to be insane.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged more than a dozen moves. Yuan Xiao looked over from the crossbow platform and saw Zhao En who was in a state of madness at a glance: "The red silk knife is broken!"

After his reminder, Tang Yuan finally set his eyes on the broken red silk knife.After the battle between Wang Chengqian and Zhao En that day, both the Chenggan Sword and the Red Ribbon Saber were broken, and he only picked up the Chenggan Sword in the snow. At that time, he suspected the whereabouts of the remaining half of the Red Ribbon Saber.Now it seems that Hong Ling Dao has been picked up by his master long ago.

Like Cheng Qianjian, Hong Ling Dao was also famous with the birth of Zhao En. It can be said that Zhao En and Hong Ling Dao are closely related.After the Chengqian sword was broken, even Wang Chengqian's fate changed, and the shattering of the red silk knife naturally had a great impact on Zhao En.Now Zhao En still wants to forcefully use the red silk saber, how could he not go mad?

"Although it has been repaired, the red silk saber is not as useful as it used to be, right?" Tang Yuan stepped back with his right foot and deftly turned sideways to avoid Zhao En's attack, "How much power can you use the red silk saber now? "

Tang Yuan provoked him with words, but he didn't take the initiative to attack, but retreated step by step, leading Zhao En away from the crossbow platform.

Zhao Enhun seemed to be irrational because of his provocative tactics, and followed him step by step, every sword technique was forcing Tang Yuan to retreat.But whether he really lost all reason or not depends on Zhao En.

On the edge of the city wall, there were many city defenders who were fighting against the Dawan army below the city. Zhao En followed Tang Yuan past them, and the red silk saber seemed to brush past them unintentionally.

Almost instantly, a red line of blood appeared on the neck of the guarding army, and the bright red blood flowed through the skin. Before anyone could react, there were more corpses on the city wall.

This time it was Zhao En who spoke: "One-third. But even one-third of the red silk sword is enough to kill these ordinary people. What do you think, bitter Taoist?"

With a sound of "swish", another gun was fired from the crossbow, like a death slash from top to bottom, and there was a wailing sound from the city.

Tang Yuan tilted his head, looked at the piled up corpses below the city, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "That's right, the ordinary people under your command also die very quickly."

Unexpectedly, Zhao En also laughed aloud, broke his shoulder, and the bones collided with each other in his body with a "click".Just now, his spirit was as if he had been sucked dry, but now his face turned red after a while: "So what? The more Dawan people you kill, the stronger I will be."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao En picked up the red silk saber again and chased after him. This time, the strength of the saber technique was completely different from before.Tang Yuan resisted with a simple knife, but felt as heavy as a mountain in his hands, and beads of sweat slowly oozed from the corners of his forehead: "You, you sucked all the vitality of the Dawan soldiers?"

"How can you say it so badly?" Zhao En grinned, his sharp canine teeth were hidden behind his bright red lips, and he said like a vicious dog, "They drank the alchemy water and gave it to me voluntarily." .”

"You still have so much alchemy water?"

"Where is it, not too much, just put it in the water and let them drink it. ——You just wanted to lure me away from Yuan Xiao?" Before Tang Yuan could answer, he laughed out loud , "Don't worry, how can I be willing to kill him? It depends on him to give me a steady stream of vitality."

The red silk knife was getting faster and faster, and Tang Yuan had some difficulty parrying it. He had to listen to Zhao En continue to say, "Only a steady stream of vitality can allow me to defeat you and kill you. Tell me, if he knows that he himself helped I killed you, killed his most beloved person, how much regret does he have?"

"He won't regret it later, I don't know." Tang Yuan pressed his hands against Pu Dao's handle, his hands had already burst out with blue veins, "But I know you will definitely regret it!"

With a sound, there was a sound of "bang", Tang Yuan directly threw away the Pu Dao in his hand and faced the Hong Ling Dao with his palm.Tang Yuan is used to facing the enemy with his palms, and the inner strength mental method he has cultivated is more suitable for direct palming.As for swordsmanship and swordsmanship, it's not that he doesn't know how to do it, but compared with Zhao En, who has been immersed in this way since he was a child, he is still a step behind.

While speaking, Tang Yuan mobilized his inner strength and pushed out with a palm.

When this palm was released, Zhao En felt the change.Ordinary people use weapons to appear more skillful and more likely to injure the enemy, but Tang Yuan seems to be different. He threw away the knife as if he had thrown away a burden and opened a layer of seal. It was more difficult to deal with than before. .

Danger!

When this signal sounded in Zhao En's mind, he was already faster than his heart, and rolled on the spot, avoiding Tang Yuan's palm.Although this roll is embarrassing, it is indeed the best choice.If he hadn't dodged in time, this palm would actually hit him.Even Shaolin monks who have practiced golden bell jars would not dare to challenge Tang Yuan's palm technique, let alone Zhao En who has used alchemy water.

That's right, the alchemy water brought Zhao En and others selfless dedication skills, but also brought him a lot of disadvantages, his physical strength decreased.Although he couldn't shake Tang Yuan's palm before, he could offset it a little bit, but now he will have trouble even if he touches Tang Yuan's palm a little bit.

Zhao En looked down at his waist, he didn't dodge completely when he dodged Tang Yuan's palm just now, the palm wind hung off a small piece of clothes on his waist, and also shaved a piece of skin on his waist purple.

Tang Yuan's lightness kung fu is also top-notch in the world, stepping on the cloud piercing step tightly, he approached Zhao En in a few steps, and the palm wind hit him.Zhao En only felt that the person coming from the opposite side was full of steam, even Wang Chengqian's Chengqian Sword never gave him such pressure.

Can only return.

In the blink of an eye, there was only this sentence in his mind.

But you can't retreat, if you retreat, you will lose.

He picked up the red silk saber with both hands, and slashed towards Tang Yuan's palm.

Tang Yuan was also surprised, his move was a variant of Bi Hai Chao Sheng's sword technique.As early as when he was studying with his master in Peach Blossom Valley, he had glimpsed the true meaning of old man Bi Hai, Bi Hai Chaosheng.In the next ten years, that move forced everyone to retreat in the martial arts conference, and in the Peach Blossom Valley, Bi Hai Chaosheng, who had all the peach blossoms for a season, fell into a dream several times. With this move, Bi Hai Chao Sheng Palm.

Power is stronger than swordsmanship, and the first reaction of anyone who fights is to retreat, only Zhao En, he is the first person to slap Bi Haichao.

Courage cannot be said to be lacking.

But being bold is not a good thing sometimes.

Tang Yuan secretly increased his internal strength, the palm of his hand did not touch the red silk sword, but shook the world's precious sword with the wind of his palm.

"Crack, la la", Zhao En could even hear the sound of the red silk saber shattering again, and Tang Yuan's voice rang in his ears like a gangrene, "The red silk saber can't hold it anymore, can it?"

I really can't hold it anymore.After the battle with Cheng Qianjian, the Hong Ling Saber was at the end of its strength, even though he later picked up the fragments of the Hong Ling Saber and tempered it again, it was still not as good as the Hong Ling Saber was at the beginning.It wasn't until now that he finally understood what his father said when he was a child sitting on the throne while holding him.

"There is only one Hong Ling knife, and you only have one life."

There is only one Hong Ling knife, and if it is broken, it can never be put back together again.

"I can't die yet." Zhao En didn't know what he was thinking of, but suddenly squeezed out such a sentence between his teeth, and then bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood on the red ribbon knife.Hong Ling Dao's psychic psychic also seemed to be in harmony with Zhao En, shining red light.Zhao En seemed to have a sudden supernatural power, and he gradually resisted Bi Haichao.

This time it was Tang Yuan who took the initiative to withdraw his palm. The Bihai Chaosheng palm is powerful, but just like its name, its internal force pours out like sea water, so it is not suitable for fighting with others for a long time.

Tang Yuan withdrew his palms and retreated, Zhao En shook his body and finally supported him, but before he could stand still, he kicked him out of the corner of his eye.Like an eagle swooping down, Tang Yuan scissored his feet and kicked Zhao En's temples alternately, kicking him off the city wall.Then Tang Yuan also went down the city wall.

While using the crossbow on the city wall, Yuan Xiao took over the command from Fang Qianhu.The battle situation became more and more urgent, and Fang Qianhu could no longer command, so he simply handed over the command to Yuan Xiao, and went down the city wall to lead the troops to fight in person.

The gate of the city was opened, and countless defenders rushed out of the gate to meet the Dawan army. The sounds of weapons colliding and body collisions were heard endlessly. Tang Yuan even felt that blood was splashed on his face from the side.

Tang Yuan, who chased Zhao En down the city wall, shuttled among a group of Dawan soldiers and the city defenders fighting together, patting the Dawan soldiers non-stop.Compared with the feather arrows falling from the sky, he is like a servant of the underworld at this moment, taking a life away with every stretch of his hand, and in the end, the Dawan Army even consciously made way for Tang Yuan.

But Tang Yuan kicked Zhao En off the city wall not to kill the ordinary Dawan army, but for the group of men in black behind the Dawan army.Ever since Yuan Xiao's shocking shot, those men in black didn't stay where they were before. I don't know whether it was because they were afraid of Yuan Xiao's gun or because Zhao En gave them some orders, so that even Yuan Xiao used Ballistas also take a long time to find targets.

Pushing out with one palm, Tang Yuan pushed a man in black out of the crowd after the chaos, and used his hands and feet to control the man in black who had lost his mind from the melee crowd.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he turned his head and shouted at the city wall: "Do it!"

Zhao En, who was far away in the crowd, saw this scene without thinking much about it, and then saw a scene that made him tear up - a red-tasseled gun charged straight at the man in black with a destructive aura. Fighting Tang Yuan.

Tang Yuan also saw this gun. Unlike Zhao En, he took a step back with a slight smile, and pushed the man in black forward with his left palm.At the same time, he performed a cloud-piercing step, leaped high on his toes like a flying butterfly, and landed on the tip of the bloody red-tasseled spear when he fell again.

A good trick.