The gate of the Shuanglian City opened with a bang. Qin Feng took the lead and led the three thousand fire death camps to rush out from the city gate. Almost at the same time, behind the Thunder Army, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and the two cavalrymen were circling the battlefield, one left and one right, and the two cavalrymen rushed towards the battlefield. And further away, flags were waving, and the black Ming army infantry beating the war drums and slowly advancing forward. The monk's Ruijin Camp and the Dazhu's Shanshan Camp also arrived at the most intense battle situation.

The Ming army surrounded the four sides.

The generals of the Thunder Army all turned their attention to Ma Yue, but they were extremely disappointed to find that their emperor seemed to have no concern for the Ming army that was advancing from all directions at this time. Instead, he was carrying a military horse and was frantically facing the Ming army's Fiery Death Camp that was attacking from the Shuanglian City.

Moving forward, it was impossible to break through the blockade between the miner's camp and the Jumu camp, and the rear route was cut off. This battle can actually be declared failure until now. There is only one way left for the Qin army, breaking through. But at this critical moment, their commander ignored the entire army.

All the Qin army troops immediately fell into chaos.

The one in the front was still madly attacking the Jumu Battalion and the Miner Battalion, while the one in the rear was preparing to break through. Even though there were no generals in the Thunder Army who could see the overall situation, the remaining generals still had this battlefield sensitivity.

If you don't leave, it will be too late.

However, the short time they hesitated was the most deadly.

If they want to break through, there are actually two ways to go, that is, to attack the Ming army infantry surrounding the left and right. These infantry are not as prepared as the miners' battalion and the Jumu Battalion, and have positions to support. They are moving forward. As long as the infantry moves, they will give the cavalry an opportunity to take advantage of it. Seize this opportunity and launch a rapid attack. Maybe they can break through the siege and escape with a glimmer of hope.

But Ma Yue ignored this, and the generals had to hesitate. After all, the decision to abandon the emperor's breakthrough could not be made at will.

This short time has become their most fatal problem.

Because Yu Chao's Fengfeng Camp rushed up, thousands of cavalry troops of Mahou rushed forward.

These two cavalrymen penetrated deeply from the rear like sharp knives into the Thunder Army's formation, and tens of thousands of cavalry from both sides instantly strangled together.

This allowed the Thunder Army to go to the last chance to accelerate and then attack the infantry to escape.

The two infantry battalions of the Ming army on both sides were orderly arranged in an orderly manner to advance towards the center of the battlefield, slowly compressing the space on the battlefield.

The sound of rumbling war drums sounded from the positions of the giant camp, and the sound of military horns represented the order of counterattack to officers at all levels. Above the two positions, the infantry rushed out of their positions, erected spears and big swords, and began to fight back with difficulty.

A sword broke into the sky.

Ma Yue came into the air with his sword in his hand.

Yuan Yiqiu also used a sword. When he was fighting against Qin Feng, he stabbed it out with a sword, with a huge atmosphere and a loud sound. It seemed that only his sword was left between heaven and earth, but it was broken by Qin Feng's move.

Ma Yue also used the sword, but there was no strange phenomenon. It seemed that this sword was an ordinary person who stabbed the sword casually. There was no sword light, and there was no sound of breaking through the air.

Qin Feng immediately rose up and slashed with one sword, which looked no different from the sound of Ma Yue's sword. It seemed as if in response to Ma Yue, he slashed this sword casually.

The swords intersected in the air, silently, and the tip of the sword just stabbed the tip of the knife.

Time seems to set at this moment.

The next moment, like a breeze blowing, the people and horses within a garden several feet around were floating like autumn leaves rolled up by a hurricane, floating helplessly towards the surroundings and falling to the ground with a bang.

Qin Feng fell to the ground and his legs penetrated deep into the ground. Ma Yue bounced high like a projectile. He was in the air, and a long roar came, and the sword in his hand attacked again.

The swords and swords intersect, and the horse Yue fell to the ground, and the body bowed forward. Qin Feng crossed his chest and stabbed the sword with the tip of the sword directly on the surface of the sword. With the continuous roar of Ma Yue, Qin Feng's legs were still in the ground, but the man kept retreating, his legs were like plowing two deep grooves on the ground like plowshares.

Around the two of them were fighting, the Fire Death Camp and the Thunder Army, who were supposed to fight to the death, stopped at the same time, and all their eyes fell on the battle between the two emperors.

One is a master of master who has been famous for many years, and the other, even when he was at the top of the ninth level, he killed the then master Qin general Deng Pu.

Is ginger so old or the young and energetic win?

Seeing Qin Feng retreating step by step by step by step by Ma Yue, the Thunder Army suddenly burst into a loud noise.

Qin Feng finally stopped backwards. His back arched back was straightening bit by bit. Every time he straightened, the smile on his face became more and more intense, while Ma Yue's face became redder.

The colorful sound of the Thunder Army gradually weakened, but the expression of the Fire Death Camp became excited.

With Qin Feng's whisper, the tip of the sword broke and Ma Yue immediately retreated, and the sword light immediately flourished.

In an instant, the offensive and defensive momentum reversed, and Qin Feng slashed at Ma Yue with one sword and another, and Ma Yue could not block it. The two of them had extremely fast moves, but each of them could see clearly. Compared with those famous swordsman and swordsman masters, the dazzling moves of both of them were extremely simple. Qin Feng changed the moves to cut, cut, and cut, and Ma Yue was just a few moves, and Ma Yue was just a sting, lattice, and twitch.

The two swords collided countless times silently, and with a light bang, the swords were shattered. Even though the two of them had weapons that were all refined around their fingers, they could not bear the internal strength of their two people. After another intercourse, they were crushed to pieces.

The two stood facing each other, Qin Feng put his hands on his back, looked at Ma Yue, and said with a smile: "You lose, surrender!"

Ma Yue took a deep breath, raised his left hand, gently rubbed his right hand holding the sword, but also had a smile on his face: "Do you think I will surrender? The Qin State is dead, and the Ma family is worthy of humiliation. Since I lost the country, I will naturally be killed in the battlefield. I have learned about the weapons, so let's try my skills in fisting and footing?"

Qin Feng laughed loudly: "Where are we different when we reach our level? If you lose to me on the top of the weapon, you will be the same as you only get on the fists and feet. For us, losing is dead. I just left you a glimmer of hope. If you fight again, I will not show mercy. Order everyone to surrender. There is no need to commit more murder."

"I can die in battle but will not surrender." Ma Yue looked at Qin Feng and said seriously: "For me, it is also a pleasure to kill you one more soldier. I can't defeat you, but I hope you will encounter the same failure as me in the future."

Qin Feng frowned, "They are all your people and your soldiers. Now they have no chance. If they continue to fight, they will die more."

Ma Yue turned his head and saw that his Thunder Army had been squeezed into a very small circle at this time, completely losing the space to move, strangled with the Ming army's cavalry. On the outside, the Ming army's infantry surrounded and were killing them in an orderly manner.

"You have won, and Qin has become yours, so what you are killing now is your people. Hahaha, I am very happy for every death of each Thunder Army or the Ming Army." Ma Yue laughed wildly.

"You crazy man!" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

"Hahaha, how about it? I feel distressed?" Ma Yue laughed wildly: "Come on, let me experience the fist and foot skills of His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. I have nothing and nothing to lose. You are in your prime now. I wonder if you still have the determination and courage to fight me desperately?"

Qin Feng looked at him coldly, "Who said I want to fight you? No matter how you say you are a master, even if you want to kill you, I will have to spend a lot of effort. This time will cause more people to die on the battlefield. So, I decided to kill you as quickly as possible and end this meaningless battle."

"I want to kill me as fast as possible? How fast is it? Hahaha!" Ma Yue laughed again. The two of them had just fought, and they naturally knew the depth of both sides. Qin Feng was indeed stronger than him, but he was not much stronger. He even felt that if he hadn't been on such a battlefield with thousands of troops, he could still escape.

"Three moves!" Qin Feng said coldly.

Seeing Qin Feng speaking very seriously, Ma Yue couldn't help but curl up his smile and looked at Qin Feng with some confusion because he knew very well that this was impossible.

But in the next moment, he finally understood what Qin Feng meant. On the left and right sides, two more people suddenly appeared.

Huo Guang!

Huo Renshu!

The three moves Qin Feng mentioned were three masters who were masters to each of them.

Huo Guang held the big knife in both hands, like holding a huge object that was a thousand kilograms. He raised it very slowly and slashed it very slowly.

Ma Yue roared wildly, clenched his fists with his hands, and the strength of both sides intersected. Huo Guang flew high, but Ma Yue retreated. The sound of the wind sounded, and the oar blade in He Rentu's hand was as light as a feather, and it suddenly divided into hundreds of sword lights in the air. Ma Yue had just fought hard with Huo Guang, but could not handle it. He hit it with one hand, and accurately found the face of the oar blade among the thousands of sword lights. With one press, the person soared into the sky like a projectile. After this press, he ate He Rentu's full blow with half of his strength. His throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was already squirting out, and his eyes were black.

It's going to be bad!

This thought flashed through his mind, and a black shadow flashed in front of him, and then his throat was slightly cooled. The true power in his body instantly passed. He felt that he was still flying upward, but the afterglow saw his body falling rapidly.

The moment he was shocked, Qin Feng was already waiting, and he held his palm like a knife, cutting off his neck.

The three masters besieged Ma Yue and each used one move.
Chapter completed!