Just when Wushang and Zhang Bao confronted each other for a while and did not dare to attack easily, the battle between the Blue-clothed Warriors and Li Mu had already decided: Although Li Mu's swordsmanship was exquisite, his energy was exhausted after two days and two nights, especially when he was drunk just now, his hands and feet were still sore and weak, so under the crazy siege of seventy or eighty blue-clothed warriors, his strength gradually stopped, and his hands and feet were sore and slowed down.

For a moment, in just a few breaths, Li Mu had suffered three or four sword injuries. The sword style suddenly became slower, and the blood flowed wildly, and his eyes gradually blurred. Although he was still roaring like thunder to support the fierce sword style, his appearance was not as strong as a blind man. Therefore, the blue-clothed strongman no longer forcibly attacked, but instead besieged Li Mu in a hunting manner, consuming Li Mu's precious energy.

Wushen, who glanced at all this, secretly complained in his heart, and said to himself: "Young Master, if you don't come again, not only will Li Mu be finished, but I will also have to capsize in this rural shop today!"

At this moment, suddenly, a sound of thunderous hooves suddenly came from the originally calm wilderness. Seeing that the ground was vibrating at least fifty people, Zhang Bao was excited, and because he didn't know whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, he couldn't help but feel a little shaken; but Wushen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and continued to confront Zhang Bao with energy.

Seeing Wushen's relaxed expression, Zhang Bao suddenly had a bad premonition and knew that it was likely that the person who came was Wushen's support. In his anxiety, he couldn't help but roar suddenly, and killed Wushen in advance and then killed Li Mu.

The heavy sword emitted a rippling energy in the air, causing a thunderous whistling sound, and quickly crossed the short void with a momentum that broke through all things and slashed towards Wushang. Wushang suffered a loss once, and how could he fight with Zhang Bao again? He couldn't help but sway, retreated a few steps, and then used strange sword techniques to confront Zhang Bao.

For a moment, the sword light of the Black Iron Sword flashed rapidly, strange and erratic. The right-hand sword, the left-hand sword, was used by the hand sword... The strange and changeable sword technique was used, and it was like a storm. It started wave after wave of sharp and vicious attacks entangled towards Zhang Bao. The gorgeous sword light dancing in the sky immediately made Zhang Bao's eyes almost bloom, and the heavy sword in his hand also became heavy in front of the strange and light black Iron Sword, becoming powerless!

Just as Wushu gradually regained his own decline, Li Mu could no longer hold back. A blue-clothed strongman slashed in the sky, and Li Mu's weak legs could no longer support him, and he suddenly staggered and fell to the ground. The blue-clothed strongman's heavy sword immediately took advantage of the situation and drew a long bloody mouth on Li Mu's left shoulder again.

As the blood splashed, Li Mu groaned, and felt that the eyes were dark, and the scene in the shop suddenly blurred. It turned out that Li Mu had lost too much blood and was getting closer to the point where the lamp was dry.

Seeing Li Mu kneeling on the ground, shaking and miserable appearance, the blue-clothed men were overjoyed and no longer afraid. They rushed up roaring, and the sword light flashed and they wanted to kill Li Mu's sword to the ground.

Just as Li Mu's sword was about to be in his life, four agile figures suddenly rushed into the hole in the door of the shop and the window. The sword light flashed rapidly. When several blue-clothed Lisboa who rushed towards Li Mu first screamed. Huge blood holes suddenly cracked in front of his chest and throat. Blood squirted backwards and smashed countless blue-clothed Lisboa. Wushang was overjoyed: "Good guy, he's finally here!"

Immediately afterwards, dozens of black-clothed warriors rushed in from everything that could come, like a tide. The cold and cold expression was not the famous "Wolf Tooth" elite soldier! The originally large inn could no longer tolerate so many violent men, and they became bloated like a canned sardine.

Just when the "Wolf Tooth" warrior and the Blue Clothes had just dealt with the fierce battle for several rounds, the four walls of the inn, whose foundation was destroyed, could not help but let out a huge moan and began to shake "squeak".

Wuxin and others were shocked. Before they could think too much, Wuxin and Wuxu immediately grabbed one of Li Mu's arms and roared, and then drew out a sharp sword light, repelled several blue-clothed swordsmen who were blocking the road, rolled out of the inn, and landed on the street.

Immediately afterwards, when the inn shook the parts on their bodies like rain, the fierce battle between Qin and Zhao warriors could not continue, and they rushed out of the inn as if they were stabbed by needles and fled from the dangerous ground. Just when several blue-clothed strongmen had time to rush out of the inn, the huge inn't beam was completely broken, and after making a huge breaking sound, they hit the ground heavily.

"Boom--!" Amid a huge and violent sound, the earth trembled violently like an earthquake, and the dust in the sky was splashing in the heavy snow. Suddenly, the inn was covered by thick dust fog. Qin and Zhao, who were confused, did not dare to be careless, and they retreated one by one, resisted the north and the south and began to confront each other!

After a while, the dust gradually dissipated, and the vision on the street gradually became clearer. Zhang Bao, who quickly pointed out several acupoints on his body, temporarily stopped the blood, looked carefully at the other party's clothes and military appearance, and said sternly when he was secretly yelling: "Who are you who dares to attack our Zhao army?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fusu, who was already in a state of dizziness, checked the injuries of Li Mu, handed over the seriously injured Li Mu to Huo Feng and four others to take care of him, urging the horse to greet him, sneered: "So what if you attack you? I am Fusu, the eldest son of King Qin, and I came here to save General Li Mu this time. You bastards, what is the ability to bully a tired and drunk man!" As he said that, Fusu made a cold gesture to Qin Hu, Wuxin and others and said: "Don't kill, no one will be left!"

"Here!" Qin Hu waved his long sword in his hand and led the "Wolf Tooth" soldiers to meet him like the wind. The huge roar of dozens of people roared and thundered, and the snow on the ground that was not deep was splashed in the sky under the trampling of everyone. What a fearless passion scene of a warrior!

Although Zhang Bao was shocked in his heart, although he was very surprised why Fusu was at the beginning, he saw the fierce killing generals coming with fifty or sixty people on the other side, and he was not willing to be outdone and shouted: "Kill, there are those who kill Li Mu and Fusu, General Zhao will be rewarded!" "Here!" The blue-clothed strong men also roared to face the "Wolf Tooth" swordsman!

"Ding..." A violent and chaotic sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly broke out, and the violent thunderous sound of the yellow dim that was howling cold wind seemed particularly abrupt and astonishing. A jade-like white snow scattered in the chaotic and violent steps, scattered on everyone; a stream of miserable blood spilled in the sky in the fierce battle, and countless miserable flowers bloomed on the jade-like snow... The sword light was flying, the blood was splattering, and life was disappearing in this chaotic world. It was so ordinary and tragic!

The battle soon decided: Although the Blue-clothed Powerful Man was brave, he was still not a rival to the "Wolf Tooth" warrior who had been fierce and bloodthirsty and had been cruelly trained. In just a few rounds, he was killed on the ground by a sharp bronze sword; not to mention that the Qin army and Wuxin and five other tigers swung the blazing sword lights like the wind and galloped across the Blue-clothed Warrior, invincible!

After about a simple meal, the field became quiet. All the eighty blue-clothed strongmen brought by Zhang Bao were killed on the spot and defended the country with blood. What was shocking was that although the battle situation was very unfavorable from the beginning, the blue-clothed strongmen of Zhao State had been fighting hard and never retreated until they all died. No one fled in the frontier. The heroic spirit of Yan and Zhao men was actually brave!

Zhang Bao was first seriously injured and was hit on the back by Wuya's vicious ink sword during the fight just now, and severely injured his internal organ. At this time, he was already in a bloody robe. Although he was like a mad lion on the surface, he was actually still in a state of strength!

The angry Zhang Bao's face was opened straight, with his whiskers and teeth straightened, his eyes full of anger and groin at the Qin army. In addition, his red and blood-dropped eyes were as terrifying as an angry god of killing. If ordinary people had probably been scared by this terrifying look, their legs were weak, but the "Wolf Tooth" warrior was simply a group of dead soldiers who didn't know what death was, and Wuxin and others were also swordsmen who had been through the battlefield for a long time, so everyone had already seen through Zhang Bao's inner stubbornness and began to adjust their pace and slowly pressed them up!

Seeing that all his subordinates who were trained hard on weekdays died in battle, Zhang Bao, who regarded his subordinates as his hands and feet, was heartbroken and sad. He knew that he had no chance of escaping today, Zhang Bao couldn't help but grit his teeth, and finally he used his remaining strength to roar to the sky.

"Roar—" A huge and sad roar suddenly filled the entire long street. The powerful and powerful sound waves roared and rolled, shaking the flying snow in the sky, pressing over the whistling cold wind, and began to violently hit the ear drums of the Qin soldiers. For a moment, the Qin soldiers couldn't help but feel ache in their ears, and their eyes were as if they were stabbed by a thin needle, and they lost their hearing and inspection for a while. Even Wu Xin and others, who had deep skills, were very close to Zhang Bao, could not help but be shocked by the huge roar.

The roar started to rise, and a huge and brilliant sword light also rose, like a roaring dragon, hitting the four or five "Wolf Tooth" warriors flying in front of them, throwing blood rain in the sky, and then its momentum was still unsuccessful, and it rolled straight towards Fusu behind the formation like a thunder.

Fusu's expression changed, and his right hand quickly reached out to the hilt of the sword under his waist, and wanted to face the enemy in person. At this moment, Wuxu, who was guarding Fusu's horse, was also a little dizzy when he was shocked by Zhang Bao's dying roar, but the amazing intuition created by the bloody battle since childhood made him make him make a quick judgment. Wuxu roared angrily, rubbed and raised his right foot, and immediately aroused a strong snowflake hitting Zhang Bao, and then his body fell forward like a staggering stagger. While his body fell heavily on the snow, the vicious narrow-body sword rushed straight to Zhang Bao's lower body like a poisonous snake.

Wuxu's accurate judgment and sharp counterattack was beyond Zhang Bao's expectations, and Zhang Bao's plan to kill Fusu became a bubble: Although Zhang Bao successfully broke through the snowflakes containing Wuxu's internal strength and destroyed Wuxu's sword light that rushed into his lower body, his legs still failed to completely avoid Wuxu's death-torn attack, and he broke with a "crack". Zhang Bao screamed in the air, and then he was heavily in front of Fusu's horse, stirring up a snowflake splashing all over the sky. The huge body shook the ground three times!

Just when Zhang Bao was not giving up and was still trying to struggle, the "Wolf Tooth" warriors, Wu Xin and others were already rushing up. A sword light that soared into the sky flew up, and Wu Yu killed Zhang Bao's huge head with one sword. A burst of blood in his empty neck suddenly sprinkled and stirred up a large piece of white snow under Fusu's feet. The "Wolf Tooth" warriors followed were shocked and terrified. Although they saw that Zhang Bao was dead, they still cut down a chaotic sword, and immediately cut Zhang Bao into blood and blood, falling into pieces!
Chapter completed!