Luo Zhaoyun approached quietly, and shot directly, the spear was like a dragon, murderous, covering Du Fuwei's right chest, and the speed and strength were just right.

But Du Fuwei is also a master of martial arts, with a sense of wind and danger, and immediately blocks sideways with a knife in hand, while avoiding the spear's stabbing path.

"Dang!"

The cold iron silver spear collided with the heavy simple knife, making a crisp and piercing sound.

Du Fuwei only felt a little stinging in the tiger's mouth, and was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that Luo Zhaoyun's shot would be so powerful.

I have long heard that Luo Zhaoyun's martial arts have transcended the world, comparable to those first-class masters of the ancient martial arts sect, Du Fuwei is still a little unconvinced, this confrontation, he feels extremely pressure.

Du Fuwei's martial arts realm is at the level of Baodan Guiyuan, beyond the fierce general martial arts who understand dark strength and chemical strength in the world, that is because he was a child who was on demand from the martial arts masters of the green forest, passed on a breathing method, with boxing, more than 30 years of practice, to have today's achievements.

But this realm is a step lower than Luo Zhaoyun, which is something that Du Fuwei is a little difficult to accept.

Luo Zhaoyun's kung fu, in addition to the Luo family's family tradition, has also learned some martial arts from Shen Guang and Qiu Beard, and has been exposed to the secret methods and swordsmanship of the Ghost Valley, coupled with hard work, he has more adventures than Du Fuwei, and it is not surprising that he can surpass him.

"Dangdangdang—"

Luo Zhaoyun had a spear in his hand, and he had a sense of invincibility.

Shot after shot stabbed Du Fuwei's hands in a hurry, constantly waving his knife to resist, and defending tightly, unable to withdraw and organize a counterattack.

Du Fuwei knew very well that as long as he could take down Luo Zhaoyun and slash the emperor of the northern court, the world would be in chaos in an instant, and even change the dynasty, which would have a far-reaching impact.

But Du Fuwei tried his best, slashed out, and his inner breath was agitated, but he felt more and more tired, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and had the illusion of being trapped and falling.

"Anti-thief, don't you get off the horse, and you will be caught?"

Luo Zhaoyun's spear was used more and more exquisitely, whether it was strength or spearmanship, it was impeccable, and the speed of the stab was extremely fast, and there was a sound of breaking through the air, piercing the air.

"Luo Zhaoyun, you claim to be the king of benevolence and righteousness, but why does Dahua have to work hard to force each other, cause war, and suffer the people?" Duvowe asked angrily.

"Hmph, the couch lying on the side, how can you allow others to sleep soundly!" Luo Zhaoyun snorted lightly, and shouted loudly: "Jiangdong is divided, it is the people who suffer, only when the imperial court is unified and the new policy is implemented, the people will have a way to live, and the Dahua army is going south to relieve the suffering of the people of Li, you martial artist, what do you know!" Luo Zhaoyun's spear made it faster, forcing Du Fuwei to be clumsy, and he was in danger.

"Sting!"

The armor was punctured, and Du Fuwei's left arm was bleeding.

"General Du goes first!" Kan Ling was injured at this time and came to the rescue, rode his horse to collide, joined the battle group, and blocked the gun for Du Fuwei.

Luo Zhaoyun's martial arts surpassed Kan Ling too much, and within three moves, a shot pierced Kan Ling's right chest, and he picked him off the horse, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Kan Ling!" Du Fuwei's eyes were red, and he roared angrily, but he did not lose his mind, and no longer stepped forward to confront Luo Zhaoyun, but took this opportunity to turn around and ride more than ten meters, wanting to break through and escape.

That's when it happened.

A cold light sword flashed, Du Fuwei didn't react, a figure flew from the back of the horse on the side, and with the sword light, it directly hit his right arm and wrist, and the knife in his hand fell off, and the man volleyed around, directly kicking Du Fuwei off the horse.

Du Fuwei was surprised, covered his injured wrist, rolled on the ground a few times, and was surrounded by nearby Dahua soldiers with spears, more than 20 spears aimed at his body, as long as he resisted, he would pierce dozens of holes.

He realized that he had been captured.

Luo Zhaoyun rode over with a gun, looked at Qingshuang, who was dressed as a man and dressed in armor, and smiled faintly, her martial arts seemed to have surpassed herself, and she could almost have a tie with Ye Junyao of the Heaven Replenishment Sect.

In the past two years, Luo Zhaoyun has not only fought in the south and the north, but also reviewed and recited in the palace, pretending to be the world, balancing the power of the court, cracking down on the monopoly of the gate valve, and dealing with intrigues, which has affected his mood, and the heart of martial arts is not pure enough, so it is difficult to make great progress, and even kung fu is showing signs of regression a little.

However, Luo Zhaoyun doesn't care, governing the world does not depend on force value, nor on appearance, but on wisdom, courage, wrist, knowledge reserves, etc., he no longer has the luxury of becoming a sword saint, wandering the world, or being a martial arts alliance leader or something, those are far away from him.

His goal is to become a holy monarch and create a peaceful and prosperous world!

Gu Qingshuang was not worried about Luo Zhaoyun's safety this time, so she became a personal guard, and she was also protected when she slept at night, accompanied by her closely, and she was inseparable.

On the battlefield, she naturally never leaves Luo Zhaoyun's side, if a cold arrow comes, she will stop it as soon as possible.

After Luo Zhaoyun nodded to Gu Qingshuang, he shouted to the generals behind him: "Pass the order, the thief leader Du Fuwei has been captured, let the Jianghuai army lay down their weapons!" ”

"Yes!" Some generals and marquis Yu began to send orders and spread the news.

The surrounding Dahua soldiers began to shout, the thief leader Du Fuwei was captured, and the Jianghuai army immediately surrendered, leniently, and did not make the slogan of accountability, to break the resistance of the Jianghuai army.

Sure enough, this effect was very good, and the Jianghuai army soon resisted fewer and fewer people, and most of them put down their weapons and stopped fighting.

Only the soldiers in the distance, who have not received the news for the time being, are fiercely slashing and slashing on the periphery, but the inner layer is much quieter, and there is no fighting.

"Assemble the army, control the scene, and take prisoners!" Luo Zhaoyun ordered again, and the army in the inner layer took action, gathered the Jianghuai army, and then escorted it out.

After a cup of tea, the battle on the periphery was also coming to an end, and the news spread, and more Jianghuai troops no longer resisted.

Du Fuwei was tied up and pushed in front of Luo Zhaoyun's mount, embarrassed, wounded and bloody.

"Get on your knees!" The escort guard kicked Du Fuwei's inner knee, and the latter was forced to his knees by the guards with weak legs.

Du Fuwei struggled to write it down, didn't get up, and then looked up at Luo Zhaoyun, although there was some unwillingness and anger, but there was nothing to justify if he became a king or a loser, so he could only obey Faluo and let him be killed.

"If you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

Luo Zhaoyun looked at Jianghuai Xiaoxiong Du Fuwei lightly, and hesitated, it was easy to slash and kill, and the head would be separated with one knife, but Liyang County and several counties in Jiangdong, such as Fugongtuo, Li Zitong and other forces, still need to continue to fight and fight, which is laborious and laborious. If you can use this person to recruit the remnants of Jiangdong, surrender the troops without a fight, and take the land south of the Yangtze River, it would be great!

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