Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 52
On the tower, Buhai saw that the battle situation had changed again, and the joy just now was gone. He knew that the appearance of Zuo Zhujin in front of him was definitely a huge variable, and he worried uneasily about the silver figure of Fan Qingtian on the battlefield.

At this moment, Mo Ziyuan also stopped cheering Fan Qingtian, put his hands on the guardrail, stared at the group of ligers, tigers and monsters with his dark eyes, with a trace of crystal from the corner of his mouth, and shouted in surprise, "Wow, there are so many animals. Is this going to prepare a barbecue? When will I be able to finish eating this? I want to eat chicken legs, but why are there no chicken legs..."

Hearing Mo Ziyuan's words, the corners of Bu Hai, Mo Fengyan and the others twitched involuntarily.

Originally, I was worried that Fan Qingtian would not be able to kill Fan Qingtian this time, but seeing the changing situation at this moment, Gu Hua's eyes became more poisonous, "Fan Qingtian, Zuo Zhujin is an existence with the strength of the Tu Kingdom, this time, let's see if you still have life Survive, haha, haha..."

Standing on Master Kuangyun's head, Zuo Zhujin swept his eyes sharply, and finally his gaze fell on Fan Qingtian who was also looking at him not far away, his eyebrows were raised, and there was a hearty smile on the corner of his mouth, "Yes, he is a master , worth a fight!"

Putting his hand on the hilt of the epee behind him coolly, looking at Fan Qingtian, Zuo Zhujin shouted awe-inspiringly, "You killed so many of my brothers? Although the war is ruthless, in this war we It's a loss, but do you think I'll let you go?"

After a pause, Zuo Zhujin raised his voice, "You think I'll let you go, that's weird!"

Sui's lightsaber epee suddenly pulled out from behind Zuo Zhujin, pointing straight at Fan Qingtian.

Then Zuo Zhujin shouted loudly, "Brothers, return them all to me."

And Yue Qing received the order from Fan Qingtian to retreat at this time, Yue Qing did not hesitate, the blow just now caused him serious injuries, knowing that Zuo Zhujin's ability was comparable to that of Fan Qingtian, the soldiers on their side There were few horses in the first place, so if they were attacked by these monsters brought by Zuo Zhujin, they would definitely suffer heavy losses.

But Yue Qing believed that Fan Qingtian would have a solution.

Immediately ordered the soldiers to retreat.

Soon, the enemy forces of the two sides quickly retreated to one place, and the open positions on the ground were basically filled with the bodies of soldiers from the Turkish country. It can be seen that the Turkish side suffered heavy losses.

And there are only less than 10 people left in the country who can survive, and most of these [-] people are all injured.

Undoubtedly, Fan Qingtian won a big victory. If Zuo Zhujin hadn't appeared, he might have returned triumphantly by now.

Seeing so many corpses lying in a pool of blood, Zuo Zhujin's brows and eyes were filled with raging anger.

The soldiers of Tu Kingdom all retreated behind the group of monsters. Yang Ran quickly came to Zuo Zhujin. Although one hand was cut off, there was no pain on Yang Ran's pale face. But there was grief and guilt on his face, "General Zuo, I was defeated. We were deceived by the news from the Mu Kingdom. They led troops here this time with a strong man with a holy vein, and he was also a formation master... ..."

"Needless to say, I know you have tried your best, and I will handle the rest. Military Master Ouyang is outside the formation. When I break the formation, you and General Ouyang will retreat first..." Zuo Zhujin glanced at Yang Ran The shoulder with a broken arm saved Yang Ran from blaming himself.

Yang Ran knew that now was not the time for him to talk nonsense, and with Zuo Zhujin, a strong man and a beast master, the situation should be reversed, so he nodded and quickly backed away.

When entering the formation, Ouyang Muyue had already told Zuo Zhujin that this formation can be directly forcibly broken through.

At the moment, Zuo Zhujin poured his internal energy into the Suiguang epee in his hand, and the blade emitted a strong light blue light straight to the sky.

With a loud shout, "Bro" Zuo Zhujin stood on the lion's head, waving the epee fiercely towards the ground.

The sword energy of Sui Guangjian was enlarged a hundred times in an instant, and it was so powerful that it fell to the ground fiercely.

Suddenly the dust flew up, the ground swelled, and a huge chasm appeared in front of him. At this moment, only a slight 'click' sound was heard, and a light red mask suddenly appeared in the sky, and then it shattered like a broken mirror. , and then turned into thousands of fluorescent lights, and finally dissipated invisible.

With one blow, the barrier set by Fan Qingtian was forcibly broken, which shows that Zuo Zhujin's inner strength is very strong.

The invisible pressure that suppressed the Turkish soldiers dissipated immediately, and the Turkish soldiers present felt a sigh of relief.

Watching this scene coldly, Fan Qingtian's amber eyes showed a hint of admiration, but his face was still calm.

And the soldiers of the Mu country have all retreated to the vicinity of the city gate, waiting for the general's order with strict vigilance.

The soldiers of the two sides retreated behind the main general and faced each other, but the two figures in the center of the battlefield were particularly abrupt.

The sword in his hand swiped in mid-air, pointing at Fan Qingtian again, Zuo Zhujin shouted coldly, "You are the general of the Mu country, and the Mu country is very lucky to have you as a general."

The silver armor was covered with a layer of golden light from the sun, making Fan Qingtian even more holy, but the countless corpses lying at Fan Qingtian's feet made Fan Qingtian feel like a Shura ghost.

With a calm expression on his face, Fan Qingtian looked directly at Zuo Zhujin and said calmly, "Fan Qingtian is here."

Unexpectedly, Fan Qingtian would announce his name, Zuo Zhujin was slightly taken aback, then raised his brows, looked at Fan Qingtian strangely and said, "You are Fan Qingtian? Fan Qingtian, the king of Mu Kingdom? Uh, not really right?"

After a pause, Zuo Zhujin suddenly sneered and said, "Why, do you think that reporting the name of the tyrant of your Mu country will scare me? It would be strange if I would be scared..."

The bundled black long hair fluttered with the wind, and Fan Qingtian showed no extra emotion on his face, and continued calmly, "I'll give you a chance, choose to surrender, or die!"

"Ha, what a big tone, but I, Zuo Zhujin, like your arrogance, so let's have a showdown!" On the side of the body, the sword in Zuo Zhujin's hand once again waved at Fan Qingtian, the arrogance on his body It was completely released, shaking the ground under Kuang Yunshi's feet, and the dust flew up.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and Fan Qingtian calmly replied, "That's exactly what he meant!" The voice echoed in the air for a long time.

Fan Qingtian and Zuo Zhujin looked at each other, the murderous aura hidden in the cold wind began to spread silently, suddenly, the wind moved, and the figure followed.

This is a fight between two strong men. The soldiers on both sides are secretly proud of their own people, staring at each other's figure closely. Helplessly, the two figures are so fast that they can't see the figure clearly.

Fan Qingtian held a silver gun, and his figure swept away, quickly leaving a few afterimages on the spot, and swung his gun towards Zuo Zhujin to force him to kill.

At the same moment, Zuo Zhujin's figure moved, and he also swung his sword towards Fan Qingtian and slashed.

(End of this chapter)