"Han people, go to death!"

Liu Lan glanced behind him, and the hideous faces of the two of them were on his side, as well as the whistling knife wind that slashed down, ringing in his ears at the same time.

"Whew!"

With a long sigh, now is the best time to kill Yu Wenwei, if you miss it, then you won't have such a good chance to kill Yu Wenwei, who has already begun to retreat.

Liu Lan's eyes flickered rapidly, and in an instant, a bold plan emerged, and without hesitation, his left arm swept across and was facing the path of Yuwen Man's saber. When this qiē was done, Yuwen Zhongde and Yuwen's fierce offensive had also come suddenly.

"Whew!"

Yuwen Zhongde's knife is very fast, and it is just about to roar, if it is an ordinary person, it is simply whimsical to want to get out of this knife, but Liu Lan at the moment is agile, as if he has a back eye, and the blade brushes his scalp and dodges dangerously.

"Bell!"

The second sound came again, but what made Yuwen unbelievable was that Liu Lan, who thought that he would cut off his arm with a knife, did not know when a halberd appeared in his hand, and the small branch of the halberd was like a precision calculation instrument, impartially blocking the way of the saber. The sound of gold and iron resounded, and the unbelievable Yu Wenman only shouted out a sentence that the Han people had to scold angrily if they were weird, you dare!

The two of them were shocked with a halberd that appeared in vain, and a Han man with a shocked back like a long eye dodged the fatal blow and did not die, in this stunned moment, the two of them were originally shocked and turned into anger, looking at the Han Yuwen Zhongde who had been raising his right hand and slashing at Yuwen Wei, he hissed and shouted: "Han, you dare!" ”

Liu Lan's pale face became a little calm, looking at Yu Wenwei, who was numb in front of him, and said with a cold smile: "You can die!" ”

"If you want to kill me, it's not that simple!"

At this moment, although Yu Wenwei's left arm hurt into the bone marrow, he knew that he had to fight again, as long as he could block the Han people's knife, then Yu Wenman and Qianchang would once again inflict a fatal blow on the Han people, although he also saw the strangeness of the Han people, but at this moment of life and death, it was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, and no matter whether Qianchang and the two would get rid of the Han people after blocking this blow, he had to fight!

However, in the face of Yuwenwei's resistance, Liu Lan just showed a mocking sneer contemptuously, and then the saber in his hand flashed with golden light, falling towards him quickly and incomparably, this blow was fierce, fast, it can be said that he used all his strength, before resisting Yuwen Zhongde's blow, what he did was not to be able to kill Yuwenwei, if he couldn't kill him again, but there was really no chance, with his current physical state, whoever attacked him would be killed immediately!

Under the illumination of that violent golden light, Yu Wenwei's eyes contracted rapidly, the feeling of danger, the feeling of death crawled like a spider's web crawling all over his heart, surging into his heart, it was a feeling of insignificance, even if he resisted, there would be no result in the slightest, and for a moment fear spread in his heart, and he roared sadly: "Don't ......!" ”

However, the four words he begged for mercy only popped out of his throat with two words Don't, and even the last two killed me without shouting and stopped, the saber wrapped in Jin Mang cut off the saber in Yu Wenwei's hand, and slashed at the neck with no indefiniteness, and then slashed, while bringing up a canopy of blood, Yu Wenwei's head flew high......

Night shrouded the earth, a fast horse galloped wildly, there was no road under his feet, and the four fields were all weeds as tall as a man, but he still galloped wildly.

Soon after he had walked through this roadless road, five or six more people rushed towards him, and it turned out that this person was being pursued by these Xianbei knights.

I don't know how long he ran, suddenly, Wu Ke, who fled for his life, found that several fast horses appeared in front of him, who else could he be in front of him except Xianbei people, and sighed in his heart, just when he was about to stop, there was a sudden sound of Lao Wu running in the distance.

Wu Ke was stunned, and then a familiar face appeared in front of his eyes.

This...... Be......

Wu Ke, who had a rough face, a bearded face, and a shocking scar on his left cheek that snaked to the corner of his mouth like a centipede, changed his usual strength, and his eyes turned red.

Brothers...... It's the brothers!

Wu Ke stared blankly at the figures that appeared in front of him, getting closer and closer, but also getting more and more blurred.

Tears flowed down the cheeks, and they were familiar figures.

Bright and excited smiling faces.

The bits and pieces of the past few days have been screened one by one at this moment, and perhaps he will forget a certain part of it as time passes, but the scene in front of him is destined to be an indelible mark on this life.

At this moment he wept loudly.

For a long time, he thought that only Sima was the biggest fool, but in the end he found that the people who had lived for half his life were also rendered by him, but he was wrong, because it was not him alone, but everyone, and the things that were buried in his heart, called cherishing and guarding, had been awakened by Sima!

Wu Ke sobbed like this, as if the little daughter-in-law who had been bullied was standing in place, watching the figures getting closer and closer, watching the smiling faces gallop past him, and just looked at it directly, as if he had hysteria and became an idiot.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ke wiped away the tears in his eyes, and joined the battle with everyone, he is very tired and exhausted now, but he will never give up, Sima is still fighting desperately for me, how can I be easily defeated by exhaustion?

The fighting spirit in Wu Ke's eyes was burning:

Sima, wait for me, you still owe me a pot of wine!

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The golden light flashed, and Yu Wenwei's desperate defense was completely ignored under Liu Lan's attack, and under that powerful attack, in front of the golden saber, it was like chopping tofu, and the saber broke.

Yu Wenwei's eyes full of fear and disbelief watched the saber split into several pieces, he really couldn't imagine that this saber that had been made by the Han craftsmen was actually cut off so lightly, this saber, but after a thousand tempers, even in the Han realm, it can be regarded as a treasure knife.

However, such a hundred steel knives will be cut into several pieces by the most ordinary saber in the grassland, but Liu Lan just smiled at the dumbfounded Yuwenwei Liu Lan at the moment, whether it is a knife or a sword, it is just a dead thing, the key is to look at people, like the lonely defeat in Jin Dada's novel, although it is just a fictional character in the novel, but at this moment Liu Lan is convinced of it.

A real master, a wooden sword kills people like taking things, a layman, holding a divine soldier is still the object of killing, the key is to see the realm, what realm Liu Lan is now, the doorway, the first glimpse of the doorway, it is still far from being familiar with entering the house, but that's it, killing Yuwenwei in one move is also commonplace.

"Poof!"

The saber did not stop, cutting off Yu Wenwei's neck, and then the pupils in his eyes began to dilate, and the vitality disappeared quickly in an instant, and when the head left the neck, the body also planted the horse softly at the same time.