Seeing that the deterrence was effective, Zhou De'an couldn't help but yell: "I will say it again, those who dismount and surrender will be exempted from death, otherwise no one will forgive me!"

The red lady sniffed, suppressed the tears that she wanted to shed, and went forward alone. Zhou Dean looked at the man in black who was lightly riding in the other party in surprise, waved his hand to stop the archer, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The Hongniang rode to the opposite side about two feet, with her waist straight: "Zhou De'an, I want to fight alone with you!"

"Who are you?"

"Bazhou, Yang Kuohu!"

Zhou De'an was shocked, and then he noticed that although the man in black in front of him was dressed in men's clothes and had beards on his lips, his skin was as delicate as jade, and he was far more delicate than an ordinary man. Zhou De'an smiled and hung Yang Hu's head back on the saddle. His hand slowly moved to the hilt of the knife, stared at Hongniang alertly, and said slowly: "It turned out to be the famous Hongniang."

He was nervously thinking: he only relied on his own 3,000 infantry and cavalry, and because he was not fully equipped to capture people and soldiers, once the formation was destroyed, the bandits would inevitably escape and struggle. Now all reinforcements were coming, so they had to hold them back. When the siege was completed, they would not want to escape.

Yang Kuanhu, the crazy woman, thought that my father was deceived by me and the man was killed by me. She was so angry that she actually relied on her bravery and competed with her personal martial arts as a man in the battle formation. I just had to hold her back, and it would be a great achievement. Maybe she could even cut off her head with one knife and step on the head of the couple's thief. My skill would be even higher."

Thinking of this, Zhou Dean smiled happily and said, "Okay, that official will fight you!"

He flew off the horse. He stood in the middle of the road, "choked" and let out the long knife, pointed to the sky slightly, and shouted, "Come on!" The behavior of the standing and moving was really quiet, and the Yuezhi stopped, and the Yunlong Fenghu stopped when moving, and the Yunlong Fenghu was very extraordinary.

The Hongmao looked at the revenge of life and death, and her eyes turned red. She reached out and slapped the saddle. She had just fallen to the ground with her toes, and her toes were like milk swallows throwing into the forest, spinning and throwing towards Zhou Dean's arms. However, before her figure, there was a piece of crystal light and flowing sword.

Zhou De'an was rampant and had a strong and domineering skill and extremely fierce. When he saw Yang Kuanhu, he was even more arrogant than him. He even rushed straight to the central palace in a big manner. He couldn't help but shout, inserted into the willows, bent down, stood on his side, and slashed at Hong Niangzi's right hand with a long sword. The sword came first after the sword, as fast as lightning, and the angle was tricky. Regardless of the timing, it was a top choice.

Hong Niang shouted "ah" and rushed out his sword to block it. With a "kneel", Hong Niang swung out to the outside, and her body rotated for two consecutive times to dissolve the strong force on Zhou De'an's sword. Then she felt like a dragon and snake under her feet, and her body was strange. She stabbed Zhou De'an's throat, Danzhong, and lower abdomen with three swords in a row.

Zhou Dean laughed, swung his sword and stepped back, and stepped back. The two of them fought back and forth. After this fight, Zhou Dean tried that Hong Niangzi was just good at light body skills and quick sword moves. In terms of the comprehensive use of strength and hands, eyes, body and steps, it was far less than that of Hong Niangzi. He thought that Hong Niangzi's kung fu, and his fist skills were far better than his husband Yang Hu's saying, "It was a compliment from someone in the green forest, or Yang Hu's martial arts were hard to be worthy of his name."

After trying out the martial arts of Hong Niangzi, Zhou Dean was no longer scrupulous. The two men let go of their hands and feet. The two armies stood quietly on the road, with more than twenty feet of space empty in the middle. They watched the two masters come and go and kill each other.

Two flying figures came and went back and forth, and the swords reflected two silver lights that kept entangled and dancing in the air, bursting out a series of sparks. One came and another, Zhou Dean flew up and down with the sound of heavy thunder, resisting Hongniang's attack as dense as a rainstorm. Occasionally, he fought back, and the sound was extremely powerful, which made Hongniang retreat. If she hadn't had her strange body skills, she would have died under Zhou Dean's sword.

Zhou Dean smiled deeply and began to fight back. A sword in his palm opened and closed, with a powerful move, and no one could bear the power. As soon as a sharp sword mark hit the trained sword light, it immediately disappeared and could not attack Zhou Dean's vital points.

Feng Lei hurried from the back to the front. When he saw that the Hong Madam was in danger, he pulled out his knife and was about to pounce on him. Zhen Yangge pressed his shoulder. Feng Lei recognized the old senior on the Green Forest Road and stomped his feet in a hurry and said, "Oh, my fourth uncle, are you still following the rules of the world? Go side by side."

"Don't move!" Old Man Zhen's shoulder had been bandaged, and a cloth bump was tied, which seemed a bit cumbersome. He raised his beard and smiled: "Ying'er is cheating, don't worry, tsk..... He is worthy of being the daughter of Boss Cui. He is not anxious or impatient when he sees a big revenge of life and death, and knows how to scheming him. He is such a good child."

"Ga?"

"Hu" and swept to Hong Niangzi's waist with the strong wind. This sword could cut her into half in half. Hong Niangzi flashed lightly, like a swallow that cut water. When the tip of the knife was pressed against the clothes, Hong Niangzi followed like a shadow, and the short sword drew a graceful curve and stabbed Zhou De'an again.

At this time, the figure turned, and the two had gradually moved to the side of the white-clothed army in the middle. Hongniang was blocking Zhou De'an's retreat. Hongniang hated him very much and was determined to kill him, afraid that he would escape back to the army formation when he saw that the situation was not good. Therefore, he deliberately showed weakness as soon as he fought, so he caught him off guard.

Hongniang once followed him and assassinated him, but because of the strong guard in the military camp, he never broke into the center. This was the first time such a head-on battle. Zhou Dean had a high opinion of himself, and this battle was even more arrogant and no longer cared about her at all.

The Hongniang was about to do her best. She suddenly scolded her. When the sword that Zhou Dean swept back, his whole body rose into the air, and a sword swayed layers of scales and waves. Zhou Dean suddenly felt that the sword light was strong, and his eyes were full of sword shadows in the hands of the Hongniang, and he was shocked.

Zhou De'an retreated quickly and waved the sword. Hongniang went in and out of the sword. The clanging sound was endless. Hongniang's sword suddenly increased a little. The short sword stabbed straight, squeezing, and faster than the long sword, which forced Zhou De'an into a hurry.

The soldiers on both sides of the attack and defense were stunned by the two of them's superb martial arts. Everyone stood there and stared at the two of them in a daze. They saw sword shadows and sword lights flying all over the sky, rising and falling one after another. The colorful sword lights reflected the noon sunlight and reflected cold lights.

Suddenly, Zhou De'an roared like a tiger roar, which shocked the horses in front of the white-clothed army. He saw the Hongmao fall sideways, put his right shoulder on the ground, then roll away, suddenly thrust his waist, jumped up suddenly, pressed his knees with one hand, kneeling on one knee, pale, and gasping rapidly.

Looking at Zhou De'an again, a knife in his palm roared like thunder, and it was slashed out with one knife. The momentum seemed to be about to destroy the world. He opened his eyes wide, took a step forward, swung a knife, and only five swords were slashed, and then stood there motionless.

He was covered in armor, holding a knife in one hand, pointing his blade downwards, facing his own military formation, and the soldiers of the gun formation and the arrow formation behind him looked at General Zhou in shock, not knowing what had happened, but the white-clothed army behind him suddenly burst out with cheers after a moment of silence.

The cheers were rising one after another, getting louder and louder, and finally they came like a sea of ​​roars. It was the result of the people in front quickly conveying the results of the battle in the back formation, and people continued to join in the cheers. At this time, Zhou Dean shook his body and slowly fell forward, and a "bang" sounded on the ground, shaking the dust on the ground.

A piece of crystal-clear sword tip was exposed one and a half feet from the back of his neck. The sword was used as a sword that was slashed from the vital point of his throat, pierced from the leather cheeks of the armor as a gap, and shot straight to the hilt of the sword. Behind him, the white-clothed army saw the bright sword edge and dripping blood, but the officers and soldiers on the opposite side did not pay attention to the short hilt of the sword because he was wearing armor and he was wearing helmets.

The officers and soldiers were stunned and were shocked and didn't know what to do. When Madam Hong saw this, she immediately shouted: "Roar! Bounce out quickly!"

The white-clad army rushed forward with an unrivaled strong morale. Feng Lei quickly grabbed the roadside and helped the Hongmao raise him and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

The Hong Madam gently shook his hand and gasped, "I'm fine, I just took off my strength, picked up my sword, and the traitor's dog head!"

Feng Lei agreed, just as he was about to avoid the charge of the horse team and dragged Zhou Dean's body over, he heard a louder neighing sound from afar. Standing here with his feet up, he couldn't see whose people were. Hongniang was secretly shocked: "Did the officers and soldiers join? Will my men and horses be destroyed here today?"

Three thousand officers and soldiers led by low-level generals were without leaders and were retreating in panic. More white-clothed soldiers came from their backs, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one. When the officers and soldiers saw that they were completely brave, they shouted and fled to the concave and potholes on both sides.
Chapter completed!