“KANG!”
Tianlang tilted his head and swung the unsheathed Feihong sword forward to block Yin Jiu's attack.
Yin Jiu raised the Juefeng Sword again and slashed at Tianlang's lower body with a series of deadly attacks. Tianlang walked lightly and dodged quickly left and right.
After avoiding the opponent's attack, Tianlang also drew his sword and stabbed it towards Yin Jiu's heart, but he dodged it neatly.
The two men fought back and forth, neither giving in, and fought with swords and knives for a long time.
When Yin Jiu wanted to swing his sword again, Tian Lang leaped up to avoid the opponent's attack. At the same time, he turned the Feihong Sword in his hand from defense to offense and stabbed the opponent's heart.
"Sizzle~"
It was the sound of a sword entering flesh.
It was a pity that Tianlang was in an extremely exhausted state, and the force he swung his sword lacked momentum. He could only pierce the opponent's clothes and leave a bloody mark.
"Very good!"
Yin Jiu wiped his chest, where his clothes had been punctured, and his hand suddenly became sticky and bloody. He licked his fingers, and Yin Jiu's sinister eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light.
Yin Jiu covered his chest and flew away.
"Second brother, shoot!"
As soon as Yin Jiu finished speaking, dense arrows began to shoot from all directions. In an instant, only dozens of soldiers were left out of the original thousand.
Tian Lang brandished his Feihong Sword, and with a clang clang clang sound, a large number of arrows were swept down. Suddenly, Tian Lang grabbed a handful of arrows from the ground and threw them around.
"Second in command!"
The arrows hit several bandit leaders, one of whom was the second in command.
"Didn't you eat?"
"All the reserve archers, come up and shoot!"
Exhausted, Tianlang flung the last arrow in his hand. As countless arrows flew towards him and pierced his heart, he was finally unable to fight back...
The eighteen-year-old Tianlang died with his eyes wide open, staring at the dead soldiers lying all over the ground.
pain……
Heart-wrenching pain...
Situ Ye woke up from his sleep, sat up suddenly, leaned against the head of the bed, and touched his chest.
In the dim candlelight, Situ Ye's pair of bright black eyes suddenly shone with a cold and murderous aura...
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