The blood Linglong looked at the white and pulled out the heavy weapon, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile.

Suddenly the blood made a move that made me feel incomparable, and the blood Lingling threw down his long gun.

"I need a sword against you."The blood was cold, and the sword was taken out.

I don't know what the blood Lingling really wants to do, the weapon is particularly important, Fang Tianxiang to deal with a sword, I just feel hanging.

The ministers on the wall, one by one looking at the blood, did not know what to say, only laughed bitterly.

“Dude, why does the Bloody General do that?”The king turned to look at me and said.

I also am confused, how do I know what the blood Lingling is going to do, shaking my head to the king, and I can only keep my eyes on the blood-soaked body.

The blood-soaked face always followed the same as before, full of indifferent, simply not changing the color.

“What a arrogance!”The whiteness, who had been calm, so small by the blood, was full of anger.

Pulling the horse rope, the white sky painting high raised, holding the square sky painting with both hands, and quickly tucked the past into the blood.

A sound of blazing from the white hand of the square sky painting puncture, Fang Tian painting punctured toward the blood linguan chest.

The blood did not move at all, waiting for the painting of Fang Tian to almost stab the blood to the chest of the blood, the blood spitted out three words: "Second trick!"

Listening to the blood Linglong this sentence, the white face was completely ugly, and the whole face was almost turned into a pig liver color.

The blood quickly raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword was crossed, and the sword was on his chest.

Tink!

The sound of a crisp metal collision sounded, and only the white square sky stabbing on the blood-sucking sword.

A simple action, even the white attack was removed, the long sword in the blood Linglong hand was very hard, and there was no trace of rupture in the thorns of the square sky.

"That's great."The minister was shocked, one by one, looking at the blood-soaked eyes following the day before.

“The thief has a hand!”White put away the sky painting, suddenly waved, and cut it toward the blood-splinter head.

The blood was just dodging, but the white trick was just a false trick, and in the process of hiding the blood, the white one straightened the blood-stained throat.

“Go to death!”The white sneer.

The blood was changed, the feet were raised quickly, one foot stepped on the horse, and the whole person stepped back on the body.

White face surprised, completely unexpected blood can not even hide, this trick did not accept, but down the trend.

Fang Tian painted suddenly stabbing in the blood immediately sitting, this trick directly split the horse into two halves, and immediately the soul flew away.

“Give me the horse!”The king was shocked and spoke quickly.

Complete blood is the only bet of the Qi army, and if the blood is defeated, then the Qi army will also be defeated.

“It’s too late!”A minister pointed to the white rush and shouted.

White holding the square sky painting has rushed over, while the blood Lingling has not yet stood firm, Fang Tian painting stabbing down, this trick directly aimed at the head of the blood.

“It’s over!The King's King!"The king said with a loud voice, and the face flashed with despair.

I was shocked, I wanted to rush down, to see that I could not save the blood, but I had not rushed down, the fat man reached out his hand, grabbed my wrist, and shook my head non-stop.

"Don't be impulsive, it's a thousand-year-old ghost, you can't go down to be his opponent."The fat man said seriously.

"But there's blood down there, I can't let her die for me."I said in silence.

If the blood is to die for me, I will be in a state of uneasiness all my life.

The blood was buried in the sandstone on the right foot, quickly raised his feet, and the sand on his feet was thrown over the white.

In an instant, we could not see what was going on, nor could we see the blood and the whiteness.

“The Qin will win!”Qin Jun did not know who shouted such a word.

“Qin will win!“The Qin will win.”

Suddenly the people behind him shouted, all shouting that Qin would win.

For a time, the morale of the Qin army rose to the highest level, and the sound sounded like thunder.

"We should go."The fat man took my sleeve and whispered to me.

I shook my head at the fat man, and the blood was below, how could I discard her anyway.

“Come on!Otherwise, the Qin army will destroy Qi Guo, and your counterfeit may also be killed by them!”The fat man said softly.

With that, the fat man took my hand and tried to trude me away.

At this point, I don’t know who was surprised.

The people immediately looked down at the front and heard only a cold sound coming out.

“Third move!”

As soon as the sound came out, suddenly a flying sword suddenly stabbed out in the dust.

The sword was like a venomous snake, flying quickly toward the white body.

White shouted a bad, just wanted to lift the square sky painting, you can find that the square sky painting can not lift at all.

White just wanted to jump off the horse, but it was completely too late, and the blood-stinging sword had flown out.

“Four strokes to kill you!Even if you sweep the world, you will be killed by my blood today!”The cold sound came out.

At this time, the stone sand completely fell down, I also saw the blood of the body, the blood Linglong hand tightly grasped the long tip of the square painting, the face cold as frost, and the blood Linglong hands are completely blood.

White hastily gave up the square sky painting, and his head looked back on the past.

The blood-splied sword flew on the ground, looked at the white face, hurriedly pulled the horse rope, and ran past the back.

“The escort!”White was completely panicked, and hurriedly shouted at the little soldier not far away.

“Heaven’s to you!”The blood was hanging up a cold smile in the corner of his mouth, and he threw it at the white with the square sky painting.

The painting is like a long arrow, pointing to the white back.

White turned to look at the square sky painting towards himself, his face was very frightened, shouting: "I am not willing!"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Tian painted directly into the back of the white.

The little soldier next to him looked at the white and was stabbed into this, immediately stopped his steps, his face was full of panic, his face was full of panic, and he shouted: "Big... general... dead!"

The blood was coldly snorting, the feet on the ground, the whole person vacated, rushed to the white horse, and sat on the horse's back at once, and a dagger came out in his hand.

Immediately stabbing on the white neck, the blood suddenly twisted, hard to twist the white neck down.