The sword intent of joy is a kind of condensation of will that will not be destroyed by Loulan, and a kind of indomitable self-confidence.

This kind of sword intent seemed to make his sword moves unmatched. Even masters like Murong Chuan were greatly shocked, so he was defeated. His entire right arm was pierced by Le Wuquan's long sword.

However, Murong Chuan is not a mediocre hand after all. Even in this case, he still plucked up his internal strength and held Le Wuchen's long sword blade with his right hand.

After saying this, he suddenly pulled the blade out of his shoulder, took advantage of the momentum to float back and landed on the sea.

There are many broken wooden boards floating on the sea, as well as the corpses of soldiers and many messy things. With Murong Chuan's attainments in light skills, he can completely use these things to walk on the sea.

He had just fallen to the sea, and his toes gently tapped on the things floating in the sea water. He was like a predatory seagull, rushing towards the shore at a very fast speed. Even the big waves were just walking on flat ground under his feet.

Le Wuchen's face was indifferent, and he was chasing him quickly while walking behind.

"What a pity!"

On the shore, Zhao Dongting, who was so excited about seeing with a telescope, slapped his legs and sighed.

If the sword had stabbed Murong Chuan's chest just now, then he would probably not be able to survive. Now he is just trashing his arm, which is obviously not enough to kill Murong Chuan's life.

Seeing the two of them walking on the waves on the sea, Zhao Dongting was so envious.

Although he has internal strength, he does not have the ability to use light skills. If he falls into the sea, he will only sink.

There were Yuan and Southern Song soldiers fighting everywhere on the beach. Zhao Da and Zhao Hu couldn't help but feel excited. They had already asked Zhao Dongting for his orders and led two hundred flying dragon troops to fight forward. Although they were all Zhao Dongting's treasures, Zhao Dongting also knew very well that without experiencing the baptism of the battlefield, they would never be the most elite warriors.

Le Wu's eyes were staring at the sea, and she never spoke, and she was full of nervousness.

Not long after, Murong Chuan and Le Wuxuan rushed to the shore one after another.

As soon as Murong Chuan's feet landed on the ground, his left hand lit a few times on his right arm like a dragonfly squirting water, pointing the acupoint to stop bleeding. At the same time, his feet kept rushing forward, and took advantage of the opportunity to pull out a sword from the ground, but he never looked back and fought with Le for free.

He knew that in his current state, he could no longer be a Le Wuquan opponent. Five or sixty percent of his strength was on the right hand of the sword.

But now, his right arm is pierced, and his right hand can be said to be temporarily disabled.

Perhaps, he will never have the chance to surpass Lei Wugong in his life. This makes Murong Chuan's heart full of hatred.

Zhao Dongting was a little stunned because he saw Murong Chuan passing by the soldiers fighting, and they were running towards him.

This is really a coincidence. In such night, even with Murong Chuan's eyesight, it is impossible to see hundreds of meters away.

Zhao Dongting ordered with a calm face: "Prepare for war!"

The Feilong soldiers raised their weapons straight ahead and were ready to fight.

When Murong Chuan leaped dozens of meters ahead of them, Lewu shouted: "Dad!"

Le Wufeng was slightly shocked and then he was overjoyed, "Wu'er!"

When Murong Chuan Xunsheng saw Zhao Dongting riding on a horse, he gritted his teeth. The hatred actually drove him a little faster.

He has confidence in his strength, and now he is so evil that he is brave enough to kill Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting waved his hand, pointed at Murong Chuan, and shouted: "Kill!"

More than two hundred Feilong soldiers crossed the crowd.

Their strength is naturally not bad when they are in the top strokes of tens of thousands of soldiers. Each of them has agile steps and is full of vigor.

Murong Chuan was happy without paying any compensation after he was killed, and he just sneered in his heart.

Of course, he could see that Zhao Dongting's personal soldiers were all trainees, but if they were not included in the list of masters, they would be difficult to take them seriously. This is the confidence of top masters. Even if they were injured, these ordinary masters would not be able to capture his eyes.

He rushed straight to the front of the Feilong Army, holding a sword in his left hand, and roared.

The jingling of weapons.

Two of the Feilong Army soldiers were killed by Murong Chuan in the blink of an eye.

Blood splattered on his face.

He just stared at Zhao Dongting fiercely, his steps were extremely agile, and he was shuttled through the strokes of the Flying Dragon Army, and he quickly came out.

More than two hundred flying dragon soldiers failed to stop him for a moment.

Le, who was behind, caught up with Murong Chuan for free and launched a fierce attack on Murong Chuan. But Murong Chuan just escaped and did not confront him head-on. It was not easy for him to kill Murong Chuan.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Le Wuchen shouted, and saw Murong Chuan getting closer and closer to Zhao Dongting, and even wanted to throw the long sword in his hand out.

But he also knew that this method could not pose much threat to Murong Chuan.

In desperation, he had to activate his internal force and continue to chase. The two of them were stumbled on the ground and walked as fast as they flew.

Le Wu saw Murong Chuan’s face full of fierceness and was a little anxious, "Master, let’s run away!"

The remaining 400 soldiers of the Flying Dragon Army blocked Zhao Dongting one after another.

Zhao Dongting remained motionless.

Looking at Murong Chuan, his face was also gloomy. Murong Chuan wanted to kill him, but he also thought about killing Murong Chuan day and night.

He slowly pulled out something from the horse's butt behind him.

This short sword is short, with a small front and a large back. The whole body is made of iron sandalwood and steel. Is it a musket or a back seat?

It turned out that after the research of the grenade launcher, the court had nothing to do. Zhao Dongting tinkered with this thing in the weapons workshop. He asked the craftsmen to carefully polish various parts and used the hardest-textured iron sandalwood as the butt stock. After more than a month, the musket was built.

His musket has used an upper-wheel friction ignition device to ignite with a steel wheel friction flint, and is also equipped with a box-type magazine. It can be used to shoot the back seat and complete the shell and the ammunition movement when the gun is back. It can be said that it has the prototype of a modern rifle. In history, this gun was not invented until it was nearly the 19th century.

This is already the most exquisite firearm that can be manufactured by the smelting process of the Southern Song Dynasty, and it is destined to be unpopular.

Zhao Dongting also tried his best to instruct the craftsmen to build the gun. It took the boss's effort to polish the bullets.

Fortunately, the craftsmen in the Southern Song Palace were all skilled craftsmen who had been screened through layers of screening. Otherwise, even if Zhao Dongting was familiar with the structure of this gun, he would never have thought of it.

Murong Chuan saw Zhao Dongting take out this strange thing, but he thought it was a weapon and sneered in his heart.

Zhao Dongting is only this old age. Even if he practices martial arts when he is beaten in the womb, how strong can he have?

He rushed into the Flying Dragon Army's stroke with his sword, and the sword danced constantly, and his whole body continued to approach Zhao Dongting like a whirlwind.

This is the strength of the top strong people.

Le Wu couldn't help but want to stop him, but Zhao Dongting shouted, "It's okay, let him come."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and aimed at Murong Chuan with his gun. Because it was extremely difficult to polish the bullets, he had only tried a few bullets in the palace. He was really worried that he would not be able to hit them accurately. By then, he would be the only thing he could be slaughtered by Murong Chuan.

Le Wuchen was very anxious, but his light skills were slightly worse than Murong Chuan, and he was still a few meters away from him and could not catch up.

However, in just two minutes, Murong Chuan rushed to Zhao Dongting less than ten meters away.

Zhao Dongting had a cold face, his expression seemed to have not changed, but in fact, his hands were already sweating at this time.

"Die!"

Suddenly, Murong Chuan's eyes were fixed, his right foot was toes, and his whole body suddenly jumped up and stabbed towards Zhao Dongting.

"Bang!"

At this time, Zhao Dongting finally knocked the trigger.

This is the time he is waiting for.

When Murong Chuan stepped on the ground with his feet, his body was as strong as ape, moving constantly and elusively. He was really not sure to hit him.

"you……"

Murong Chuan's figure in the air suddenly stopped, staring at Zhao Dongting in a daze, slowly spit out the word from his mouth, and suddenly fell to the ground.

There was a blood hole as thick as a thumb on his forehead, and blood gushed out from it.

The soldiers of the Feilong Army were still afraid that he was not dead, so they surrounded him and countless weapons stabbed Murong Chuan.

In fact, Murong Chuan died after being shot and landed.

Even though he is a top-notch man with deep internal strength and a bullet pierced through the skull, he will never have the possibility of survival.

Zhao Dongting quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and this great trouble in his heart finally died.

Sweat slid down his forehead and hung on his eyelashes, and then he had time to reach out to wipe it off.

Le rushed to the front without compensation and fell to the ground, "Caomin Le met the emperor for free!"

Le Wu was always worried just now, and when she saw her father in front of her, she threw herself on her tears, "Dad!"
Chapter completed!