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Chapter 1768

Bang!

Under the gaze of everyone, the two men confronted each other, two long swords collided in the air, emitting sparks and clanging sounds, and then quickly separated.

Zhou Jian was shocked. His power had already transformed greatly, but his tiger's mouth was still numb.

"I have some ability, but you will die today!" The Northern King was ferocious and arrogant. He never thought he would lose and rushed over again on a horse.

Huh!!

His steel knife was swift and powerful, and it opened and closed very hard, and it was achieved through actual combat.

Bang bang bang bang!

Zhou Jian was in a passive state from the beginning, blocking the five swords with his keen insight. The tiger's mouth was numb, and even a burst of pain came from his wrist.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Ke laughed loudly, gained the upper hand, and shouted loudly: "By fight back, my nephew, aren't you crazy?"

"I will teach you how to be a human being today, and fight back!"

Bang bang bang bang... The long sword collided, the fierce horse neighed, and Zhou Jian was once at a disadvantage.

"The prince is mighty, the prince is mighty!!" At this time, the 100,000 rebels shouted excitedly, all of them facing the scorching sun, but they were excited and didn't notice that they were already sweating profusely.

On the other hand, the dragon riders were frowning and their faces were ugly.

"Oh no, this guy from the Northern King is born on horseback. Can Your Majesty be an opponent?"

"No, I have to save Your Majesty!" Li Kui and his friends were ready to move, their eyes were worried.

"Stop!" Wang Yu shouted, with a hint of tenacity on his steady face: "I believe Your Majesty, Your Majesty never does something unsure!"

He was the general of the Dragon Cavalry, second only to Zhou Jian’s authority. As soon as he spoke, everyone had to suppress their anxiety and look nervously.

“…”

In just one stick of incense, the two of them strangled, with a sword spirit scattered and a sonorous moment.

Zhou Ke completely gained the upper hand and kept provoking and shouting: "Children Huangkou, aren't you going to ask me to die? Why are you mute now?"

"If I shoot you down and get off the horse in front of you so many hands, would you be embarrassed?"

Bang!

Although he was talking, he didn't stop in his hand. He danced a flower with a long sword and then swept out, like a destruction. Not to mention a human, even a towering tree would have to be cut off by him.

Zhou Jian's ears moved, and he heard a whimper, conditioned reflex, and he leaned back extremely quickly. Zhou Ke's knife almost swept across his face, which was so terrifying!

Wang Yu, Zhang Liao and others in the back were directly in their throats!

But it was dangerous and dangerous, Zhou Jian avoided it, and then his eyes were full of splendor and he shouted: "You are talking too much!"

He grabbed a flaw of Zhou Ke and took advantage of his retraction to slash him with one hand.

"Hmph!" Zhou Ke sneered disdain. He leaned back a little and easily avoided the blade. His horseback combat experience was very mellow.

But a strange smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Jian's mouth. He was waiting for this moment. His knife never thought of hurting Zhou Ke, but took the opportunity to take the opportunity.

"Prince, be careful!" someone shouted and reminded.

In the city, Zhou Ke's face suddenly changed, but it was too late.

Thorn!

"Nee!" The war horse under him was in pain and wailed, bleeding from the front hooves, even revealing white bones, and limbs were unstable, and finally fell to the ground with a rumbling sound.
Chapter completed!
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