Yuan Xiaoliu tightened his brows, he was helpless against such an accident, he turned his gaze to Shi Shouxin, the general of the rising star of the Great Zhou. In his heart, Shi Shouxin would not ignore the lives of the two people who were held hostage, but the conditions that Li Yanneng put forward were indeed unacceptable for a while. If the lives of those two people were exchanged for the lives of Li Yanneng and the defeated generals of the remnants, they could maneuver a little.

"Li Yanneng, you are also a generation of famous generals who have been famous for a long time, but you have done such a thing, aren't you afraid of the world's jokes. If you let go of the two people in your hands, you will be guaranteed to spare your life. You can get out of the city safely, what do you think? Shi Shouxin shouted to the courtyard in a deep voice, as a general of the Great Zhou, when has he ever been so aggrieved, he has always fought on the battlefield, and he has never met such a Northern Han general, taking two unarmed women as hostages.

"It is rumored that General Shi loves the people like a son, so he should not want to see the blood of the two people in Li's hands splashed for five steps. Originally, the war between the two countries was a bloody battle, and Li was unwilling to use this innocent hostage to make such a deal, and Li would not give up Tianjing Guancheng no matter what. Order your army to retreat and leave the city, or the two men will die. Li Yanneng roared unwillingly, and the knife in his hand was even closer to the old woman's neck.

For a while, Shi Shouxin had no choice, the Great Zhou Emperor did not enter the city, and Zhao Kuangyin and others did not follow, everything could only rely on him, the general. He knew that there were still countless eyes looking at them in the houses next to the street, looking at the Great Zhou Army, if he ignored the safety of those two hostages, then it would definitely chill the hearts of the people in this city. If he retreats the army as Li Yanneng wishes, then he will definitely delay the march of the army and cannot expect to arrive in Zezhou to solve the crisis between Zezhou and Luzhou.

The night was so quiet, so quiet that it was stuffy, and a fish-white light was revealed in the east, not far from the time of dawn. This stalemate is like the night that does not want to retreat, and it has been stalemate, trying to compete with the bright oriental fish white color. But no matter what, there will always be a winner or loser.

At the same time, the battle between Yelu Wuji and Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun was the same. The duel between the two sides is no longer the blade of the divine weapon, or the internal force of the two sides, or the martial arts realm of the two sides. The burst of energy swept away everything around them like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and there were scratches and broken holes around the street where they landed.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Yelu Wuji's eyes, and his heart was filled with fire, but for a while, he couldn't help the two teenagers who joined forces. The sword qi that surged from the Rainbow Sword tore open the night one by one, and it was making a hissing sound.

And the simple and bladeless iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand was even more faint and faint, and that faint brilliance was mixed with a few brilliant rays of brilliance. The powerful energy that surged out of the iron sword rolled up, fiercely resisting the red rainbow sword.

Ye Yinfeng's posture of holding the sword with one hand had been changed to holding the sword in both hands, and the tip of the iron sword was extremely correct against the demonic sword in Yelu Wuji's hand. A crash-like aura poured out from the two opposing sword tips, and the sword wind that tore the sword qi swayed burst out.

"How long can you hold out." Ling Tianyun behind him asked Ye Yinfeng in a muffled voice, because he felt that the true qi in his dantian had passed much faster than he had started. He knew that the Mahayana True Qi within his dantian had already shown signs of malaise, so he advanced Ye Yinfeng.

"I don't know." Ye Yinfeng really didn't know how long he could hold on, if Ling Tianyun's true qi behind him was not instilled in time, then it was possible for him to hold on to even a breath. He also knew that the true qi in his body was no longer flowing out at the speed of a river, and the speed of the three star-shaped balls in the dantian began to slow down.

"Then what should I do, is there another way, you stabbed him last time, is there no way to do it this time." Ling Tianyun asked with difficulty, as soon as he opened his mouth, he would inevitably pour out some of his true qi. But he had no way to communicate with Ye Yinfeng, and neither of them had reached the realm of ant language transmission.

Yelu Wuji clearly felt that the strength against his sword was weakening, and there was no doubt that the internal strength of these two teenagers was still not comparable to him. He quickly judged that the internal strength of the two teenagers was beginning to show signs of malaise.

"Do you know how I stabbed him last time?" Ye Yinfeng did not deliberately lower his tone this time, but said to Ling Tianyun in the tone of his usual conversation. Because he was about to let Yelu Wuji hear, because he knew that only by using that method again, they could make Yelu Wuji retreat.

"How do I know you're still in the mood to joke around here at this time?" Ling Tianyun's hands pressed on Ye Yinfeng's back began to tremble slightly, and he replied with difficulty. He couldn't help but feel extremely ridiculous by Ye Yinfeng's boring question. At this critical moment, Ye Yinfeng actually spoke so loudly, wasn't he just reminding the other party.

"Two things who don't know whether they are alive or dead, are still distracted at the moment. I don't know if you want someone to pity your ignorance, or if someone wants to admire your courage. Yelu Wuji felt that the pressure on the sword was getting lighter, and he could already distract himself from speaking. After speaking, his internal strength suddenly spit out, and he saw that the red light on the rainbow sword was a little more full, and the sword advanced a few inches.

Although it was a few inches away, it gave Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun even more powerful pressure, they only felt that a boulder was pressed on their chests, and the true qi in their bodies began to collapse as if they were exhausted. The pressure on that little red light is getting bigger and bigger, and the force of their counterattack is getting bigger and bigger.

I don't know why, Ye Yinfeng's posture of holding the sword in both hands has unconsciously changed back to holding the sword in his right hand, but for all this, Yelu Wuji turned a blind eye. Either way, the two teenagers were already at the end of their crossbows, and he wouldn't give them another chance to turn over.

But seeing Yelu Wuji's cruel smile, he stepped on it slightly, and the churning true qi in his body set off a wild wave. The rainbow sword in his hand was even more red, and the sword was sent forward.

With a sword groan, the sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand made a trembling sound, making his face turn white, and his body could only retreat. The true qi that was disrupting in his body was pressed by the strong qi of the other party, and it suddenly turned into a scattered wind and rain and walked chaotically from his surroundings. The true qi in his body had been exhausted, and he no longer had the true qi to support the resistance of the bladeless sword, and a huge impact came from the opponent's sword, causing his chest to surge, and a trace of blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The sword in Yelu Wuji's hand was like a demon snake breaking free from the cage, letting out a cheerful groan, and the sword qi was even higher like a tide, and a little red light shot away, heading towards Ye Yinfeng's eyebrows. As if a shackle had been broken in his heart, Yelu Wuji only felt a slight sound at his spiritual platform, and he knew that this was a manifestation of the expulsion of demons in his heart. Finally, he can stab the young man in front of him under his sword, and all the shame he has suffered will be taken back from this young man's body.

Then, just as his flying body was heading towards Ye Yinfeng with a terrifying and terrifying aura, a fear that spread from the bottom of his heart suddenly flashed in his heart. He stared at it and found that Ling Tianyun behind Ye Yinfeng had disappeared, no, it was not gone. Because there was a dazzling pale golden light blocking his vision.

He was shocked to find that Ling Tianyun no longer knew when he had crossed in front of Ye Yinfeng, squatting posture, but he was holding a dazzling long sword in his hand. Seeing the golden dazzling long sword, Yelu Wuji couldn't help but tremble, and he subconsciously tightened his legs.

In the end, Yelu Wuji's sword still didn't stab out, because the height of Ling Tianyun's sword was just aimed at his lower body. Let his heart instinctively produce a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart, the pain brought to him by the sword, the kind of inhuman pain that no one can bear. He remembered the pain again, what a humiliating torment he would rather die than suffer.

"Ah••••••••••h It was as if he had seen the most terrifying beast in the world, and his mind was completely frightened by the pain. The sword was still so dazzling, and the injuries on his lower body were not completely healed, and even if he was completely healed, he was not a truly intact man.

He thought that he had defeated the inner demon brought to him by that trauma, but he still didn't expect that the kind of inner demon planted in his heart could not be defeated at all, unless Ye Yinfeng died or the sword disappeared in this world. He swung his sword frantically and swept wildly, and the surging sword qi pierced through the nearby house, and from the house there were bursts of screams.

Ling Tianyun fell under Ye Yinfeng's leg like a dog, and Ye Yinfeng propped his iron sword on the ground and knelt down on one knee on the street. His back was already wet with sweat, and he gasped for air. His face turned extremely pale, and the blood on his chest was shocking.

Like a madman, Yelu Wuji swung his sword and swept away, then flew up, swept up from the house, and soon disappeared into the vast night. The strange figure is gone, and the glowing sword is also extremely dim, he is no longer Yelu Wuji, because he doesn't know himself, his mood is completely messed up.

"Is he gone?" A weak voice came from under Ye Yinfeng's legs, who was Ling Tianyun who was not like a dead dog. The sword pill in his hand had already been put away by him, and he was lying on his back as if his whole body was weak, and his eyes just met Ye Yinfeng's tired eyes.

I don't know when, the sound of fighting in the Tianjing Pass City stopped, as if it was a spring rain, and then everything in heaven and earth was silent. There was no wind, no people, and there were only two teenagers sitting back to back on the empty street, their expressions a little tired, but their faces could not hide the excitement of surviving in a desperate situation.

"You are really cruel enough, I can't imagine that your trick will make Yelu Wuji unable to recover for at least three or five years. To emerge from that shadow, unless you die, and the sword in your hand must disappear from the world. Ling Tianyun fiddled with the soft sword in his hand that glowed with pale golden light. As soon as he pressed the mechanism on the hilt of the sword, the sword turned into a small ball the size of a fist, and if he didn't know the sword, he wouldn't have thought that the ball the size of a fist was a soft sword.

"Everyone has weaknesses, although that blow can't destroy him, but if he wants to go further in the martial cultivation realm, I'm afraid he will have no hope in this life." Ye Yinfeng remembered in his mind the face of a cold and peerless face, the white dress, and the faint fragrance of women.