The horn of the decisive battle finally sounded.
When the two armies confront each other, no one dares to act rashly.
Father and son Zhao Wu and Zhao Zilong went into battle hand in hand, both of them were wearing armor and their faces were firm.
"Master, you dare to fight my father and son."
Zhao Wu's energy sank to his dantian, he rode his horse to the front of the formation, and shouted loudly at the opposite Qiang Man.
No one would think that there is anything wrong with Zhao Wu using two against one. After all, the opponent is an expert whose strength has reached the second-rank level, not to mention just two people, so what if there are hundreds or thousands of people?
At this moment, the two warring parties became extremely quiet, and everyone was waiting for the answer from the Qiang barbarian national teacher.
To Zhao Zilong's surprise, the rumored Qiang barbarian national teacher was actually dressed in a moon-white robe, which looked quite similar to the Central Plains people.
Zhao Wu saw the doubts in his heart, and whispered in his ear: "This national teacher is really not simple. When he was young, he disguised himself and traveled to every inch of the land of the Jiangchu Dynasty. It can be said that they know more about the customs of various places than people in our dynasty."
Zhao Zilong knew in his heart that a person who knows the hinterland of the Central Plains like the palm of his hand prefers the costumes of the Central Plains, so it makes sense.
This handsome national teacher took a step forward, his voice was louder than Zhao Wu's.
"Don't say it's just your father and son, even if it's all the people, so what if they go together?"
The voice was full of domineering, so that everyone couldn't help but look sideways, and the men and horses of the Jiangchu Dynasty even showed an angry look.
Now that the two sides have set the charter, the decisive battle will begin immediately.
The two armies each retreated a full three miles away, leaving a large open space for the three of them. In a fight at this level, ordinary people simply cannot intervene.
The robes of the Qiang barbarian national teacher are windless and automatic, and they are indescribably unrestrained, but Zhao Wu and Zhao Zilong do not have the slightest contempt in their hearts.
The two first raised their aura to the peak to ensure that they could exert their greatest power in the battle, then shouted in unison, and rushed towards the national division together.
"Eat me with a punch!"
In the battle between masters, there is often a slight loss, a thousand miles.
The Qiang barbarian national teacher, with just a slight side step, escaped the fierce attack of the two, and then walked calmly among the two as if walking in the courtyard.
"If it's just this little skill, I'm afraid it's not enough to watch."
When the faint words came, Zhao Wu's heart tightened.
Then his figure moved sideways like a kite with broken strings.
Spitting out blood, at this moment he was not worried about his injury, but began to worry about his only son.
The strength of the Qiang barbarian national teacher is so strong, he doesn't know if his son can bear it.
Now Zhao Zilong is putting all his eggs in one basket, fully fused the power of the blood bead into himself, stepped forward, and instantly cracked the ground.
"It's kind of interesting."
Qiang Man couldn't help but feel a little surprised by Zhao Zilong's current power and influence. The young man in front of him may not be judged by only a third-rank master, and there might be someone behind him.
The dizzying attacks of the two started continuously in the open space. Zhao Zilong was basically crushed and beaten, but in the end he didn't directly lose the power to resist like Zhao Wu did.
The battle made everyone watch closely. The duel between the two of them can be said to determine the final trend of the two countries.
If the Qiang barbarian national teacher wins, then the world's major events will be settled.
And if Zhao Zilong wins the final victory, the Jiangchu Dynasty's army will definitely take advantage of the situation to counterattack and slaughter all the Qiang barbarians under the great morale of the army.
It is a pity that Zhao Zilong, after all, is still young and does not have as much combat experience as a national teacher, so he was finally slapped on the chest by one of them.
Zhao Zilong's eyes began to look a little lax, did his life end like this?
Zhao Wu, who was lying not far away, had his eyes tearing apart, how could he just watch Zhao Zilong die in front of him like this, then what face would he have when he returned to Zhao's house to see Mrs. Zhao and his wife.
Gritting his teeth, he struggled to stand up, holding the long spear beside him in his hand, and Zhao Wu unleashed the most amazing move in his life.
The spear was so sharp that it gave people a sense of inevitability. Even the mighty Qiang barbarian national teacher felt a little tricky and had to use all his strength.
With a loud bang, the long spear was broken, and Zhao Wu's figure also fell heavily on the ground, life or death unknown.
On the other hand, the Qiang barbarian national teacher was also in a bit of a panic at the moment. Under Zhao Wu's all-out blow, the corners of his clothes were also torn apart.
"Father!"
Zhao Zilong watched his father end up like this, feeling extremely anxious.
"You forced me to do this."
With a low growl, he no longer cared about the senior brother's instructions when he was on the mountain, and performed the trick that was recorded in the notebook.
There was a strong wind between heaven and earth, and black clouds enveloped the entire battlefield.
Zhao Zilong had long flowing hair, and blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth.
The injuries on his body are healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his aura is also rising steadily.
Now he is completely desperate. The unique move recorded in the notebook is completely a way of killing jade and stone. Even if he wins in the end, even if he does not die, he will leave wounds that are difficult to heal.
The figure of the whole person is like a dragon coming out of the river, launching wave after wave of attacks without fear of death.
At the beginning, the Qiang barbarian national teacher was able to deal with it calmly, but as the battle continued, Zhao Zilong's aura became stronger and stronger, and he could already fight against him faintly.
But now he was forced by Zhao Zilong to be in a panic, and his robe was already stained red with blood.
"Die to me!"
Zhao Zilong let out a long whistle, and then his body moved rapidly, the spear in his hand was under his control, and stabbed straight towards the Qiang Man Guoshi's chest.
At this critical moment, the face of the Qiang barbarian national teacher unexpectedly aged rapidly, and it was obvious that he had used a desperate trick to suppress the bottom of the box.
The two fingers in his hand erupted with dazzling light, and then pinched towards the attacking spear.
There was a click.
The entire battlefield suddenly became quiet, and the figures of Zhao Zilong and the Qiang Man Guoshi stood in the field, motionless.
The armies of both sides held their breath, not knowing who would win.
"Cough cough."
The old figure looked at the young man with a complicated expression, and murmured, "Is it worth doing this?"
After saying this, his figure fell to the ground with a bang, causing the Jiangchu Dynasty to burst into loud cheers.
But at this time, Zhao Zilong's eyes were a little blurred, he felt his soul leaving his body little by little.
Are you finally going to die? He sighed silently in his heart.
The author, Lazy Scholar, said: The dream is over... I want a guaranteed flower...
