There was news in the capital that was unknown. The Grand Tutor Xu Jie and Xu Wenyuan died in the border town.

Someone heard about it and showed concerns on his face, and checked everywhere whether the news was true.

Some people also heard about it and ran around and told each other, as if it was a great thing, but they thought it was God's vision.

The Grand Tutor, who was a cruel official, had a ruthless trick, would criticize others when he moved, and there were many people who hated him to the core.

And this Grand Master, who was unaware of life and death, was fighting hard in Wulahai City.

The hero of the Shiwei people, Mond Khan, was fighting with the Grand Tutor Xu Jie of Dahua.

Many "Tuoba" soldiers rushed up above the city and fought desperately with the Shiwei people.

Yang Sanpang was besieged by the strong man with open breasts and exposed breasts, but he still couldn't get out of the trap. He was injured more and more. Perhaps what he was thinking about was to kill Yaojianmond for Xu Jie.

But Yang Sanpang still underestimated the real power of the battle formation.

Yang Sanpang is still the one who does whatever he wants.

Not far away from Xu Jie, there was Xu Xiaodao, a truly ruthless murder machine. Xu Xiaodao was different from everyone present because he never made any sound, no shout, no roar, and even no expression on his face.

Yao Jian Mengde is worthy of being the hero of the Shiwei people. A huge iron mace was instructed by his hands like an arm, and could even suppress Xu Jie to retreat repeatedly. This man in his thirties seemed to have a little more martial arts than Xu Jie.

Perhaps Yao Lanemond never knew the word "martial arts". The combat instinct of the Shiwei people was born stronger than that of the Han people, and their understanding of martial arts was not a big truth, it seemed that they were all born in their bones.

In this world, God is still fair. Geniuses always have geniuses to accompany them. They are not alone in their own way.

Just like Lu Ziyou's number one sword in the world for decades, God would still arrange a Yang Ershu to compete with him.

Heroes emerge in many ways, and this will always be the case.

Winning and losing are just luck.

Xu Jie, who was under double pressure, suddenly said: "Mond Khan, you have to step up, maybe you can't wait for two days."

When Yao Jianmond heard this, he only said: "You will die today!"

"Mond Khan, take my move. If you catch it, let's discuss life and death." Xu Jie also had the bottom of the box, which was the tide of the sea. The tide of the sea is no longer a move, but a martial arts meaning.

Yao Lanmond had already felt the change in Xu Jie's momentum. He didn't have any big tricks at the bottom of his chest. His trick was his innate fighting gene.

Yao Lanmond's fighting spirit soared at this time. Yao Lanmond's heart felt a very familiar feeling, as if he had first met a wild wolf in the wilderness in the wild when he was seven or eight years old, as if he had been fighting with his father for the first time, as if he was surrounded by his four brothers during the battle for the throne.

This is what Yao Jianmond feels about the tide of the sea.

The two were only three or four steps apart, one was below the mercedes and the other was above the mercedes.

The knife light is like a thread.

Yaojianmond had no grand move, only a low roar, a huge mace placed on his chest, and his hands supported him.

He wants to block it.

Even if it is a hard block, it is just a hard block.

There was no fierce noise of fighting, only the constant turbulent energy exploded and opened. The ramps were lifted, and even the mercedes were filled with people and horses.

moment!

Everything is settled.

Xu Jie sat on the mercedes and panted.

Yaojianmond fell under the ramp, his legs were deeply trapped in the soil, his throat moved, and after swallowing something, he spoke, "Xu Jie, you will die today!"

After saying that, Yaojianmond slowly pulled out his legs from the soil, and countless soldiers on both sides rushed up the ramp, but Yaojianmond slowly took steps and went up one by one.

Xu Xiaodao had already stood in front of Xu Jie, and even Xu Zhong and Xu Laoba had already rushed over.

How could Yao Lan Mengde not feel the breath of Xu Zhong and Xu Laoba? But he still went up the ramp step by step.

The battle for the city wall has long been fierce, with spears and iron armor mixed with scimitars and big sticks, and no one retreated, and no one cherished their lives.

The Shiwei people thought that as long as the slope was filled out, the low earth city would be easily broken. However, no one expected that the earth city would be filled out and the people would go up to the city, but they still struggled.

Melee, chaos.

Yaojianmond came up again. He blocked Xu Zhong and Xu Laoba alone, fighting to the death without retreating.

Xu Jie shouted: "Uncle 2nd and uncle 8th, he is already injured and must be killed."

Xu Zhong and Xu Laoba did not answer because they were not sure to kill Yaojianmond, because Yaojianmond still had countless troops.

There are not without masters behind Yaojianmond, but there are even innate masters, but they are all besieging Yang Sanpang.

At this time, Xu Jie vaguely saw Yang Sanpang's body covered in scars, and hurriedly shouted: "Sanpang, come back, you dick, come back soon."

However, Yang Sanpang still ignored it, as if he was crazy. Among the big men with open breasts and exposed breasts, there were four or five innate, more than a dozen first-class soldiers. These people kept adding wounds to Yang Sanpang, and others were constantly dead under Yang Sanpang.

Perhaps Yang Sanpang really doesn't care about life and death, and died in a hearty and chaotic battle, perhaps he still feels happy.

Xu Jie, who recovered a little after the tide of the sea, once again lifted his sword and slashed the enemies around him, which also made Xu Xiaodao, who had been protecting Xu Jie, feel that the pressure was reduced a lot.

There are no military orders, organizations, and commands at this time. There are no such things in such a chaotic battle.

Even Zong Qing was the leader, and he had to fight hard. Those commands and dispatches were arranged only before the war began.

Suddenly, Xu Jie heard a familiar laugh: "Scholar, look, is this a tide of the sea? I seem to have played it, a tide of the sea, I really played it."

When Xu Jie heard this, he saw that Yang Sanpang suddenly had a slight circumference. Seven or eight big men with open breasts exposed fell to the ground. Many big men also fell away. Yang Sanpang was surrounded by ordinary soldiers wearing armor.

"Three fat guys, come back!" Xu Jie had no time to be surprised, so he could only shout.

But Yang Sanpang swung his sword and kept spinning around, cheering: "Hehe... Yuan Dao is like this, Ershou is really a genius. This time Ershou is going to be defeated by my hands."

But he heard Yang Sanpang say, "Sanpang, you are learning from me, and you eat the farts I make."

"Don't you just say goodbye, how could I learn from you? I learn from the scholar just now."

Yang Sanpang's schizophrenia seemed to have had another attack. While killing people, he also started to talk to himself.

No matter how Xu Jie shouted, Yang Sanpang could no longer hear it, only the sound of bickering.
Chapter completed!