Chapter Sixty-Nine: Don't Kill the Sword Technique, Chengren!

Liu Lan didn't even glance at the corpse that fell to the ground, because there was still danger behind him, and he must not be careless. Riding the horse galloped for a short distance and slowly turned around, looking at the two people who still hadn't recovered from the shock of Yu Wenwei's killing, the corners of their mouths curled up a little, and the smile was a series of rewards calculated accurately to the millimeter, but in the eyes of the two, such a smile was more like a provocation, a naked provocation!

Yuwen Zhongde's brows jumped, and then his eyes became cold, and he laughed angrily: "Okay, good, very good, you actually killed Yuwen Wei in front of me, you are really ruthless!" Yuwen Zhongde popped out of his teeth word by word, and his voice was gloomy as if he came from the abyss.

Liu Lan smiled and didn't speak, but the under-beaten expression made Yuwen Zhongde even more angry.

Yuwen Man, who was beside Yuwen Zhongde, looked at the-for-tat confrontation and his expression became more solemn, especially Yuwenwei's death touched him even more, if he could kill Yuwenwei with one sword, wouldn't this Han person also be able to kill himself with one sword? Yu Wenman's eyes flickered, especially the Han man on the other side slowly raised his saber and pointed at him, and at that moment he clearly felt that he was getting closer and closer to death.

"Next, it's you!" Liu Lan raised his saber and aimed at Yu Wenman, and said with a smile on his eyes.

Yuwen Man's face turned green, but he heard Yuwen Zhongde's heavenly voice sound: "You withdraw first!" Yuwen Zhongde stared at Liu Lan with gloomy eyes, took a deep breath, his face was as hideous as a beast, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Han slave, I admit to underestimating you, but that's because I want to stay strong to deal with Ke Lu, but now it seems that I was wrong!" โ€

Yuwen Zhongde's voice was low and cold, there was no resentment or anger on his face, just deep self-blame and guilt, if it wasn't for himself, Yuwenwei would never die!

Liu Lan was stunned, he already knew Yuwen Zhongde well after a battle, he didn't believe that the former could play any tricks, but seeing his sharp eyes, his heart trembled inexplicably, it was a dangerous taste, and this feeling became stronger and stronger, deep into the bone marrow. Didn't you force out his full strength just now?

"Han people, it's time to make a break!"

Yuwen Zhongde slowly drove the war horse to meet Liu Lan, and slowly let the war horse approach Liu Lan like a leisurely stroll, at this time, the Jialuo tribe all withdrew from a zhang, and they all changed their bows and arrows in their hands, this time no matter what, the Han people only died without it!

Yuwen Zhongde was very satisfied with the appearance of the tribe, he could not watch the tribe fall in front of his eyes by the Han sneak attack, and he would not allow the Han people to have any possibility of escaping. Then he sat down and began to trot towards the Han man, getting closer and faster, and his face became more and more hideous.

Yu Wenwei, I will personally kill the Han people to bury you with your own hands! The saber in his hand was held tighter, and the green tendons were exposed, and then the saber began to be raised high, Liu Lan could feel that the strong wind around him was howling more urgently, and the terrifying thoughts spread in his heart like a spider web.

"Han people, go die!"

The curvature of the corners of Yuwen Zhongde's mouth was higher, and in the next moment, as the words "let's die" fell, the saber in his hand roared like Mount Tai was overwhelming, falling unstoppably.

Liu Lan watched in disbelief as the saber raised in Yuwen Zhongde's hand disappeared in front of him, no, it should be so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to capture. Yuwen Zhongde smiled gloomily at Liu Lan, but his face was even more gloomy, and then the saber fell with a roar, the speed was definitely beyond human imagination, like a bullet out of the chamber!

Liu Lan didn't have time to think at all, but instinctively raised his saber to protect the vital point. As for the other flaws, we can only pray that his blow is not enough to kill!

"Bang!"

The saber in Yuwen Zhongde's hand suddenly slashed down and smashed heavily on the saber in Liu Lan's hand, although he tried his best to resist the terrifying power, but the tiger's mouth still cracked in an instant!

The feeling of pain couldn't even clench the saber, but before he could think about it, Yuwen Zhongde's second blow fell again.

If you resist this blow again, you will definitely end up with blood spattered on the spot, and before you can think about it, you jump on the horse and fall heavily to the ground, and at the same time roll forward to offset the force after landing.

"Whew!"

The war horse roared sadly, and Liu Lan watched the war horse that was split in two pieces fall to the ground, and the terrifying power made him frightened.

The neighing of the war horse before death made his heart sink, if the mount was a foal, it would be able to avoid a series of attacks from Yuwen Zhongde, but it was precisely because he knew that this trip was nine deaths and his life that Zhao Hong took the foal, although now the wolf bรจi but Liu Lan did not regret it, rather than let the foal come to die together, it is better to leave it to Zhao Hong for him to gallop in the future!

"Whoosh!"

Liu Lan was just about to get up in a flash, a sound of breaking the air sounded, and then out of instinct, the arrow grazed his ear, and the strong wind shook his body involuntarily.

But this is not over, Liu Lan, who didn't have time to see who stole the cold arrow, found that Yuwen Zhongde killed him after chopping the war horse to death, and at this moment the smile on his face became thicker, and his face became more hideous, and it was true that he couldn't even compete with it right away, let alone after falling off the horse!

"Stal, stompe!"

The war horse galloped over, Yuwen Zhongde leaned over and waved the saber condescendingly, this knife was still as fast as lightning, and he cut it down at Liu Lan.

"Buzz!"

Liu Lan looked at the terrifying knife and slashed at himself, he couldn't care about any backlash at this moment, he just kept talking about killing himself to become benevolent, sacrificing his life to become benevolent, killing himself to become benevolent, sacrificing his life to become benevolent, sacrificing his life to take righteousness......

Suddenly, the golden light that had been suppressed began to roar out, and the golden light between Liu Lan's eyebrows was like a centipede climbing, but in a flash, the pitch-black eyes were covered with gold, and then even the eyes began to turn golden, and then the whites of the eyes, until the pupils were in full bloom, and they could no longer tell whether the eyeballs or the whites of the eyes were golden anyway, but it was just this moment, Liu Lan's long hair moved without wind, and the strips of cloth that were tied at will were broken into powder, and then the whole person was filled with a tyrannical atmosphere, like the bloodthirsty Shura of hell came to the world!

"Roar!"

A breath of gray anger rushed out to the sky, and then the saber in his hand fiercely met Yuwen Zhongde, and slashed at his fallen saber accurately.

"Bang!"

A strong blow knocked Yuwen Zhongde off the horse after a little short, but even so, he could still find that his aura was much weaker than just now, and Liu Lan on the other side was knocked out by the strong and violent force, and flew out for more than ten meters before landing heavily, at this moment he was bleeding from all seven holes, but he still roared like crazy: "Even if you die, I will kill you first!" โ€

"Don't kill the knife technique, Chengren!"