After the divorce, the salted fish beauty took the script of the villain

Chapter 117
The broken-armed man yelled something to the young man, Feng Yu understood it, let's go!

Xie Xun flipped his wrist, and pulled out the long sword from the big man's body. With a wave of his hand, the blood gathered on the tip of the sword and dripped on the river rocks. His brows were cold and angry, "None of you can leave!"

As soon as the words fell, Xie Xun swung his sword forward, and the swords collided with each other, making a piercing sound.

The sky shines through the thick clouds, and the mountains and forests in the distance startle the birds, flying out of the branches and flying in the sky against the light.

Xie Xun cut down three people. The morning light fell on his pupils, but it couldn't warm the ice. He swung his sword and looked at the silent Beiman boy, "Dugu Jing, it's your turn!"

The ninth son of the Northern Man King, Dugu Jing.

Two years ago, Xie Xun rode alone into the snow-capped mountains and met Dugu Jing hand-to-hand. Later, Feng Yu's soul pierced him into a convulsion and fell off his horse. It was Dugu Jing who trampled on his horse and broke his left leg.

Dugujing drew out the scimitar and pointed at Xie Xun, "The life of the Zhenbeihou Mansion is mine!"

"Insanity!"

The two moved almost at the same time, a knife and a sword collided by the river, and the two pairs of fighting eyes looked at each other fiercely. They were young and vigorous, with the most superior body and the most powerful strength.He is a general who was born between the mountains and rivers of Beiman and Yanyang. He is a king who will always be stationed in the defense line and will meet one day.

The machete cut Xie Xun's shoulder, and the long sword split Dugu Jing's back. They were like two beasts that knew no pain, and they had a steady stream of strength.

They are not afraid of blood or sacrifice, they only have each other's life in their eyes.

Xie Xun was not wearing armor, and his arm cut by the scimitar was ripped apart, but the strength of his sword swing was even stronger. The two fought by the river, evenly matched, like two lions biting.

Dugujing's scimitar swept towards his chest forcefully, and the long sword was bounced away when he blocked it. Xie Xun retreated three meters and put one hand on the ground. The poison in his left leg broke out untimely, causing severe pain.Xie Xun's long sword was stuck between the river rocks, and the tiger's mouth was aching.He looked up at Dugu Jing who was spitting out blood, his temple hair was wet with sweat and dripped into his eyes, blood and sweat mixed and fell down.

Feng Yu's face was full of worry, "Xie Xun..."

Xie Xun was panting heavily, and the third girl was covered in blood and muddy, lying half-lying by the river in a state of embarrassment, so fragile that she would die in the next second.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you home!" Xie Xun evoked a presumptuous and confident smile, looked at Dugu Jing with a solemn expression, stood up firmly, and the long sword attacked Dugu Jing again.

Dugu Jing turned his saber to block it, but it was getting more and more difficult. Xie Xun was aware of his fatigue, and used the long sword as a knife, with full strength in the chopping.When Dugu Jing blocked again, the scimitar was pressed to the shoulder, the blade was pressed into the shoulder, and the blood instantly soaked through the clothes.

Sweat fell on Xie Xun's eyes, but he stared at Dugujing intently and fiercely, forcing him to kneel with crushing force. Dugujing struggled to block the long sword, vowing not to kneel to the death.

The northern barbarians only have heroes who died in battle, not cowards who kneel down.

Blood drenched half of Dugu Jing's body, and his jacket was wet with sweat. Dugu Jing's eyes were as fierce as a wolf king's.

The Beiman cavalry once crushed his left leg, and Dugujing's right leg swept across Xie Xun's lower body, the sword separated, the two of them fell on the river rock, and the sword lost its force.Xie Xun swung his fist and smashed it at Dugu Jing's head. Dugu Jing turned his head to the side, spurting out blood, not to be outdone, and smashed at Xie Xun's shoulder, and the blood dripped into Xie Xun's eyes.

The two fought hand-to-hand, trembling together, punching flesh, Dugu Jing's strong body was as solid as an iron wall, the two fought fiercely, tirelessly, bloody and sweaty.

Feng Yu backed away frequently holding the cloak, afraid of being affected by the flames of war, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw the northern barbarian who had lost his hand stand up, he had just passed out and was not dead yet.Blood dripped continuously from his severed arm, staining the stones at his feet red, and he shouted loudly in Beiman dialect, "Master, go home, one day we will enter Yanyang, go home, make a comeback. "

He picked up the sword and was about to stab Xie Xun, whose back was facing him. Suddenly, his body froze, and he looked at the point of the knife passing through his chest in astonishment. He turned around suddenly, and blood continued to overflow from his mouth and nose.

Feng Yu was half kneeling on the ground, her face was covered with blood, but she tilted her head and said with a sweet smile, "Come and cut my tongue in the next life. Also, my name is Feng Yu, you arrested the wrong person."

In his eyes, the little girl who had no strength to restrain a chicken and was like a lamb, stabbed him in the chest with a knife. He stared at Feng Yu's sweet face and walked towards Feng Yu step by step.

Feng Yu, "?"

None of them died, aren't you northern barbarians too resistant to killing?

He seemed to be looking for her desperately, Feng Yu's expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to crawl away, the big man from the northern barbarian collapsed and his body fell on Feng Yu's body.

"Ah..." Feng Yu screamed, feeling her leg was broken by the corpse.

Seeing this, Xie Xun hurriedly turned around, "Fengyu!"

But in such an instant, Dugu Jing seized the opportunity, turned over and jumped in front of Feng Yu, grabbed Feng Yu alone, and put the machete across her neck.

Xie Xun's eyebrows darkened, he clenched his long sword tightly, his canthus cracked, "Let her go!"

Feng Yu's mouthful of blood was choked in her throat, as if she had fished it out of the bloody water.The pain in her left leg made her dizzy, and she felt that she was going to die here.

"Don't move, or I'll kill her." Dugu Jing saw through Xie Xun's fear, and looked at Xie Xun intently, he would not let Feng Yu go.

The gods need to be sacrificed, the king needs to rest in peace, and this woman must be brought back to Beiman.

He dragged Feng Yu back, but Xie Xun pressed on every step of the way. He could not reveal Feng Yu's identity. Once it was revealed, Dugu Jing felt that she was useless, so he would cut off her head with a single knife.

The morning light fell on Feng Yu's eyebrows, they were shattered, her legs were no longer able to walk, and being dragged by Dugu Jing, blood stained the river stones.

"Stop, throw away your long sword!" Dugu Jing yelled, "Otherwise I'll kill her."

The machete was about to cut Feng Yu's neck, Xie Xun shouted urgently, "Stop!"

Dugujing knew that he had caught Xie Xun's weakness, this man who was decisive on the battlefield and beheaded countless members of his clan, had fear in his eyes.

Once people have fear, they will be weak.

Xie Xun lost his long sword, and when the long sword collided with the stone, there was a sound of throwing the ground. Xie Xun's veins twitched violently, and he endured to the extreme, "Dugu Jing, you dare to hurt her, I swear, the Zhenbei Iron Cavalry will definitely step across the Shaling Tianshan Mountain and kill you!" tribe."

"Hahahahahahaha, arrogant Yanyang people, come on, I'll be waiting for you in Shaling Tianshan."

The war horse neighed and raised its hooves anxiously. When Dugu Jing was about to throw Feng Yu onto the horse's back, he kept grabbing Feng Yu who was like a corpse and had no strength to resist.

Suddenly, she touched the dagger at her waist and plunged her backhand into Dugujing's waist. Feng Yu exhausted her last bit of strength, trying to kill Dugujing.

The weak Fengyu has a will like steel.

Dugu Jing only felt numbness in his abdomen, unbelievable.How could this weak woman hurt her? She looked like she was about to die, but she still had the strength to hurt others?

"I never do business that loses money." Feng Yu's air was as thin as silk, but her voice was very clear, "Even if I die, I will take you to be buried with me!"

(End of this chapter)