These were all Toheti's personal army. He was so angry that his eyes were rounded and he urged loudly: "Drop off the boat! Get off the boat!"

But it seemed that he deserved to be unlucky. When he was shouting, a shell exploded beside him.

More than a dozen commanders surrounding Tohoti were blown away, and Tohoti himself was not spared, and he threw the broken boat board into the sea.

He was covered in blood and his body was charred. He fell into the sea without moving, but he sank downwards.

Even a general could not withstand the bombardment of shells.

"marshal!"

"The Marshal is dead!"

"The Marshal is dead!"

The Yuan army on the ship was panicked and was like a mourning examination. The cannon just now really killed many of their big fish.

Unfortunately, Zhao Dongting did not see this scene, otherwise he would have been so happy that he would have jumped.

When Tuoheti died, no one controlled the entire army anymore, and the Yuan army's troops were all in their own formations and became scattered.

The battle situation has developed to this point. Although the two armies have not yet officially fought, it can be said that the winner has been decided.

Murong Chuan closed his eyes slightly, and his figure suddenly seemed a little desolate. Even he could see that his chances of winning were slim.

However, this does not mean that Murong Chuan is willing to admit defeat.

Feeling the warship tilting slightly, he suddenly pulled out his long sword from his waist, stomped his feet and jumped onto the railing, and was about to leap towards the big ship beside him.

On the shore, the Yuan army had already started fighting with the Song army, and the two armies were in chaos. With his skills, as long as he went ashore, he would have a chance to escape. With his life there would be a chance to make a comeback.

"Murong Chuan!"

But at this moment, a cold shout suddenly sounded not far from him on the boat.

Murong Chuan stopped and looked back and saw a Yuan army soldier taking off his helmet that was deliberately pressing down, revealing his appearance.

It's just that it's fun.

Le Wuhuang stared coldly at Murong Chuan, who showed surprise, and said, "Murrong Chuan, I saved your life. You are unfaithful and unrighteous. I will take your life today."

It turned out that after he recovered from his old illness in Baicao Valley, he returned to Leizhou, mingled with the pirate group, and stared at Murong Chuan secretly.

Just now, he took advantage of the chaos of the Yuan army and came to the Yuan army commander's ship. When he saw Murong Chuan want to get off the ship, he shouted.

It is naturally not difficult to do this with joy without any compensation.

Murong Chuan narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Your old disease has been cured?"

Le Wuchen stopped talking, but he just slowly pulled out the sword from his waist.

The warship tilted slowly, and many Yuan troops jumped into the sea, but the two of them stood still. Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Murong Chuan stared at Le Wufeng's top-notch hands and suddenly sneered: "You use a sword too? Could it be that his injury has not healed?"

Le Wuchen is most famous for his broken mountain finger, but even if he opens the mountain and cracks the stone, Murong Chuan and him have been with him for many years, I don’t know that he can even use a sword.

Le Wuchen said: "People only know that my Duanshan finger is as sharp as a sword, but they don't know that what I use is the point of practicing sword intent. The finger is the sword, and the intention is in my heart. Let's see today whether your sword skills are powerful or my sword intent is powerful." Murong Chuan's dripping sword emphasizes extreme speed and accuracy, so it is naturally the pursuit of the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Hearing Le Wuchen's words, his face became particularly serious.

In the world, there are many swordsmans who practice swordsmanship, but those real peerless masters are all sword intent masters.

Taking the sword god Kongdouzi as an example, his sword intent has reached the level of reaching the sky and earth. Not only can it be used as a sword, but it is rumored that he once used the sword intent and his body was still motionless, and he killed dozens of Yuan troops who wanted to invade the Zangjian Pavilion on the spot.

The meaning of the sword can be said to be the ultimate state that swordsmen pursue, and it is also the most elusive.

Although the Drop Sword is powerful, the sword is a bit off and specializes in skills. This is also the reason why Xiulin Castle has never been ranked too high in the list of master masters in all dynasties.

Suddenly, when Le Wufeng's sword was completely unsheathed, he moved.

At this moment, there seemed to be a sword light flashing in his pupils, and his body swept quickly. In the blink of an eye, he approached Murong Chuan, and the long sword pierced Murong Chuan's chest.

Murong Chuan was slightly stunned, but was actually captured by his momentary power.

However, he was extremely skilled in martial arts. He came to his senses and was not panicked. He kicked his right leg on the railing, as if he was about to fly away.

But he didn't really escape.

When the man was about to leave the railing, his feet suddenly hooked on the railing, and his body rotated backwards, but the long sword stabbed Le Wuqian's waist.

Turning back the sword.

Le Wuchen did not resist, so he suddenly jumped up and flew to the railing.

Murong Chuan turned his body and stood back on the railing. The sword light was like a waterfall, constantly stabbing the key points in Lewufeng everywhere.

The two of them flew back and forth on the railings at extremely fast speed, and even the sword shadow was not really serious, which made the surrounding Yuan soldiers stunned.

Zhao Dongting used a telescope to sweep the entire battlefield. Soon after, he finally caught the two fighting in the fire.

Seeing two figures flying at extremely fast speed, his eyes were instantly captured. Then he saw that it was Murong Chuan and Le Wuquan, and he was also surprised.

"Liwu, that seems to be your father."

Then he handed the telescope in his hand to the music and dance next to him.

Le Wu took the telescope and looked in the direction Zhao Dongting pointed. In just a few seconds, she exclaimed: "It's really my father, how could he be there?"

Zhao Dongting shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but he obviously came for Murong Chuan. Have you seen your sister?"

Le Wu looked at it carefully with a telescope and said, "No."

Then he hurriedly handed the telescope back to Zhao Dongting and said, "I want to help my father."

As he said that, he was about to run to the beach.

Zhao Dongting hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Senior Le and Murong Chuan are so powerful in martial arts. What can you help in the past?"

Le Wu said anxiously: "But there are so many soldiers over there, my father..."

Zhao Dongting said: "Your father will definitely not seek death by himself. I think he should be somewhat sure."

Liwu was still anxious, but he had to stand there.

On the boat, Le Wugong was still fighting with Murong Chuan. Although the two had some differences in the rankings of the masters, they were naturally extraordinary people. Although Le Wugong ranked high, it was not easy to kill Murong Chuan in a short time.

Zhao Dongting looked at it and sighed in his heart, "I didn't expect Le Wuchen's sword technique to be so powerful."

Although his sword does not seem to pursue extreme speed and accuracy as Murong Chuan, it has an indescribable charm in its tracks.

Although Zhao Dongting has now become a master of his internal skills, he asked himself that he is still a thousand miles away from Le Wuchen and Murong Chuan.
Chapter completed!