Military Wolf

Tian Zhan pulled out a sharp sword from the scabbard behind him.

Xiao Yuyuan's fingers trembled violently, and said, "No, it's really not him, you..."

"My lord, don't say any more." Tian Zhan glanced at him coldly, "Whether it's him or not, it's up to me to decide, not you."

Xiao Yuyuan's lips moved, but he didn't speak any more after all, staring at Zhang Xiaohe, it looked like he was about to cry.

Tian Zhan took the rein and walked towards Zhang Xiaohe step by step, the sword in his hand pointed at Zhang Xiaohe, approaching gradually.

Tian Zhan was still mocking: "I have never been unable to get what I want."

Zhang Xiaohe looked at Tian Zhan, because Tian Zhan was sitting on the horse, so he had to look up at Tian Zhan.

Zhang Xiaohe said without hesitation: "You? Look at you, you are so weak, you are worse than Xiao Yuyuan." Zhang Xiaohe called the prince's name carelessly, and then said: "I can crush you to death with one finger."

"Ha." Tian Zhan raised his head and smiled, "Whether I'm a weakling or not, you'll know right away."

When Tian Zhan pulled out the sword from his back, Shen Junming felt something was wrong.A person like him is naturally very sensitive to power, what kind of person he is, can be seen from just a few small movements.The man named Tian Zhan is not as pale as he looks, on the contrary, he is very powerful, and the sword is extremely heavy, but Tian Zhan raised it without trembling his arm, and the movement of drawing the sword is smooth and flowing, just like It's like training thousands of times.The horse moved forward irregularly, bumping up and down, but Tian Zhan's upper body kept the same arc, using his own strength to control the balance.

This man is familiar with war and is very powerful.

Shen Junming tightly held the animal tooth that he carried with him, ready to rush up to help Zhang Xiaohe at any time.Zhang Xiaohe would definitely not be able to handle this man.

Tian Zhan pinched the horse's abdomen with his legs, the horse neighed, and galloped forward quickly, rushing towards Zhang Xiaohe with lightning speed.Such a rapid speed did not even make Tian Zhan lose his balance. He used his fierce strength to control his balance, and even stood up slightly. The horse's limbs stepped on the ground with a powerful 'da da', and he ran to Zhang Xiaohe almost instantly.

Shen Junming calmed down, his palms were sweating, and he was about to rush out when he found the right time.

Zhang Xiaohe yelled, tucked his right hand into the lapel, groped a bit, and pulled out the animal tooth given to him by Shen Junming from the lapel.The animal tooth was polished very smooth, and there was even a faint brilliance. Zhang Xiaohe held the animal tooth in a hurry, and was still thinking about how to use it to deal with Tian Zhan's sword. Strangely, when Tian Zhan saw Zhang Xiaohe After pulling out the animal tooth from the clothes, the expression on his face was very complicated, like surprise and disbelief.

Tian Zhan reined in the reins of the horse fiercely, the horse roared, and was forcibly pulled up by the force from behind to stand alone. The iron hoof was about to step on Zhang Xiaohe's head, and he was forced to take a step back.

Although Tian Zhan's face was pale, but the expression on his face was ecstasy, he looked Zhang Xiaohe up and down, threw the sword in his hand down abruptly, got off his horse, and almost roared: "It's him!"

When Tian Zhan got off his horse, Shen Junming realized that this man was tall and tall, more than a head taller than Zhang Xiaohe.

Zhang Xiaohe was still clenching the animal tooth tightly and preparing to fight Tian Zhan, but unexpectedly Tian Zhan jumped off his horse, grabbed Zhang Xiaohe's animal tooth, held it up high, and said: "It's him, our The god general must hold the elegant words in his hand and walk on the ground."

Yayan, in ancient Chinese, means teeth.

The battlefield was silent for a moment, and after a while, the twelve big men suddenly started beating the drums, and the soldiers started to roar loudly again.

Shen Junming breathed a sigh of relief, took back his right foot that had already taken a step forward, thought for a while, and quietly put the animal tooth in his hand back into his clothes.

Also relieved was the seated Xiao Yuyuan, who fell down on the soft seat, looking extremely nervous just now.

Tian Zhan took the sword handed to him by the attendant, held it up high, and pointed it at the sky: "God——you are not mean to me!"

In an instant, shouts and roars resounded through the sky.