Chapter 65: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 1
The sky was filled with dust and sand dancing wildly in the wind, the horizon was dark, and the ears were filled with the deafening sound of fighting.
Qian Zhou saw the cold light flash, quickly rolled off his horse, and fell into the rough sand.
My mouth tasted full of earthy smell.
[Qianzhou: Such a fierce start! ]
[System 052: You asked for it]
The enemy cut off the horse's head with an iron sword.
Warm blood splashed all over Qianzhou's face, and everything he saw was scarlet. Qianzhou raised his sword to block, then turned over and stabbed forward.
The enemy's throat was cut cleanly.
The deputy general roared anxiously:
"Your Highness! Retreat! The Beili Wolf King is coming to the front to fight!"
Qian Zhou rolled up. He was wearing a pitch-black Shura mask, a suit of silver armor, a thin waist, and long hair tied up high.
His clothes fluttered and the long sword in his hand flashed with a sharp cold light.
Qian Zhou said: "It's too late..."
The deputy generals were surrounding them, and they had already fallen into an encirclement, with a black mass of powerful cavalry.
"Third Prince, you always wear a mask on the battlefield. Are you too ugly to be seen in public?" The leading enemy sneered provocatively.
He stepped forward alone, holding a terrifying long sword in his hand, wanting to show his power in front of the soldiers.
The long sword was swung with a sound of breaking through the air, and in a blink of an eye it rushed towards Qianzhou!
[System 052: Ahhhhh, I'm going to be hacked to death. It hurts so much. How about we force quit?]
Qianzhou: You have so little confidence in me?
Qian Zhou moved swiftly, dodging the blow by turning sideways, flipping over the man by his shoulders, and kicking him hard in the waist with his toes.
“Ahhh!”
The long knife fell to the ground, and Qianzhou raised the sword to pierce the man's chest.
An arrow shot through the air, deflecting Qian Zhou's sword, with immense power!
Qian Zhou was so shocked that even his wrists and shoulders were numb. The cavalry automatically made way for him and bowed their heads respectfully.
Xiao Jintian walked against the light, his Hummer slowly approaching Qian Zhou with its iron hooves. His heavy armor had been stained with blood for years and could no longer fade.
He turned over and got off the horse, and pushed Qian Zhou back when he wanted to get up.
Qian Zhou suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, and his chest seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
When Qian Zhou saw the wolf king's appearance clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.
"You're very brave to hurt my men in front of me."
As he spoke, he put more force on his feet, and a fishy and sweet taste surged in Qianzhou's throat. Xiao Jintian leaned over to take off Qianzhou's Shura mask.
Qianzhou subconsciously turned his head, but Xiao Jintian pinched his chin and forcibly turned him back.
The moment his fingers touched the mask, Xiao Jintian thought, although he is a man, his neck is quite beautiful.
Qianzhou didn't let him pick it.
Suddenly he struggled violently, trying to distance himself from him, and drew the dagger hidden at his waist and slashed at him.
No mercy at all.
Xiao Jintian raised his eyebrows, his reaction was terrifying.
He grabbed Qianzhou's neck and pushed him to the ground. The back of Qianzhou's head was hit and it hurt, and anger rose in his heart.
Okay, okay, just wait for me!
I hadn't practiced for a long time and had forgotten the movements the teacher taught me. After warming up for so long, I finally remembered them all.
Qian Zhou raised his foot and kicked him hard in the lower three places. Xiao Jintian had no choice but to roll over to avoid it, and he laughed out of anger.
The subordinates were talking among themselves.
"How cruel..."
"What a kick that could kill off your family lineage! Why didn't I remember that you can kick balls in battle?"
The subordinates originally thought that the ignorant Third Prince would soon be defeated by their Wolf King.
But he didn't expect that Qian Zhou and Xiao Jintian would fight back and forth.
Xiao Jintian had never seen this kind of fighting style before. Every move was unexpected, full of murderous aura, and all aimed at vital points.
Qian Zhou was panting heavily, his strength was running out.
Xiao Jintian took advantage of Qian Zhou's lack of strength and grabbed his arm to restrain him, holding him in front of him. With his other hand, he grabbed Qian Zhou's neck and asked, "Are you done yet?"
Qianzhou was forced to raise his head and breathe deeply with his mouth open. The mask blocked the air, making him feel uncomfortable.
Xiao Jintian, like a ferocious and wanton wolf, licked his teeth and ordered his men, "He's playing tricks on me! Take off his mask!"
The subordinate walked forward, took off Qianzhou's mask, and fell silent after seeing Qianzhou's appearance clearly.
Put it back on him.
"My king, how about... you pick it yourself."
Xiao Jintian frowned and said in disdain, "So ugly?"
“Neither… nor…”
"Enough." Xiao Jintian interrupted him and kicked Qianzhou's knee, making him kneel on the ground.
He had lost interest and said coldly, "Take it away!"
The men responded by tying up Qian Zhou and his deputy, stuffing them into a carriage and taking them back to Beili.
[System 052: Qianzhou...you, are you okay?]
If I remember correctly, Qianzhou was kicked several times and his head hit the ground.
There are so many stones on the ground that a scratch will create a hole.
[Qianzhou: Some people appear alive, but they've actually been dead for a while...]
It hurts so much that he's dying.
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