Chapter 112: Return

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The people underneath didn't see clearly how He Yan and Bardon made the difference. I only saw that the two of them were wrestling together. Ba Yan slapped He Yan. He Yan used a hidden weapon to pierce Ba Yan's neck.
Although the method is not brilliant, it won.
"Brother He is so powerful!" Cheng Lisu shouted first: "Good fight! Good fight!"
"Shut up!" Song Taotao on the side scolded him.
Cheng Lisu was dissatisfied: "What's wrong with my elder brother?"
"It's not yet time to rest assured." Song Taotao shook his head. The girl was thinner than the boy. She felt that He Yan's face was paler than before, and she felt "giggled" in her heart, thinking that He Yan might be injured. But He Yan was wearing black clothes, and could not see where he was hurt.
On the stage, the young man in a black suit chin lifted slightly and asked with a smile: "Did anyone dare to come up?"
At this moment, Rida Muzi suddenly laughed loudly, and he smiled and palmed up: "Fun, interesting! I didn't expect Liangzhou Wei to have such an interesting person!" Before the words fell, he drove towards the Yanwu High Platform.
He moved quickly, and the people around him were caught off guard. Several Liangzhou recruits were almost trampled by his horse. Fortunately, they were dragged by the people around him. Come to power. Landed in front of He Yan.
"Isn't the commander wanting to come off in person?" The young man said with surprise: "When I introduce the recruits, how can he be?"
"You killed me two warriors, not like ordinary recruits." Rida Muzi laughed. He was not displeased by the loss of his love.
"It's just a fluke."
"You don't need to be humble, you only played against them, I have seen it, and deserve the Liangzhou Wei first!" Rida Muzi said, looking at the audience under Yanwutai, laughing with contempt, "I see here, You can afford to be brave and scheming. But..." He said sharply, "I don't know the wound around your waist, how long can I hold it?"
He Yan said nothing.
Rida Muzi looked at her with great interest: "Babayan is my most effective man. He just attacked your waist twice in succession, it seems that there is an old injury. The last time, you thrust the hidden weapon into his throat. When he..." He walked to Bardon's side, fiddled with Bardon's body, and Barton turned over. "His hand loosened, what stabbed him into your waist, yes. Knife?"
Rita Muzi asked her with concern: "Ouch, it must be very painful."
"Actually, it's okay." He Yan smiled, "not as good as him."
Rida Muzi stared at her for a while and smiled: "Very good, I like hard bones like you best, and they will be especially sweet when broken." The instructed body kicked off the high platform and chuckled: "Useless waste."
Immediately afterwards, Bardon slowly pulled out the scimitar around his waist.
Shen Han saw this, his eyes narrowed, and he said angrily: "Rida Muzi, as a leader, how can you deal with my Liangzhou Wei recruits? If you want to learn, I will accompany you!"
"You?" Rida Muzi slowly shook his head: "It's not as good as him, I want him, this he... He Yan."
"Head Shen, let me do it." He Yan said.
In fact, what she said to Shen Han didn't matter. Rida Muzi was already eyeing He Yan. This is the worst thing, but at the same time, it is also a lucky thing, they have more time.
"Don't you change weapons?" Rida Muzi smiled: "My knife, but it will cut off your whip."
"Maybe it's my whip that twisted your knife." He Yan said with a smile, holding the whip in both hands, across her eyes.
Qiang soldiers use scimitars, and each has a different scimitar. Rida Muzi's machete is extremely long, half a man tall. I didn't know how many people's blood had been dripped, and some dark red appeared. As soon as the sword came out of the sheath, the sunlight fell on it, and there was some gas.
He Yan can only choose the whip. She used swords in the years when she fought against the Qiang people. As long as there were people who had seen "General Feihong" here, she could recognize at a glance that she was exactly the same as the "Feihong General". While using a knife, Qiang people are best at using a knife. Using a knife in front of them is tantamount to attacking each other's strengths with their own shortcomings. Thinking about it, it was only convenient to use the iron whip.
Rida Muzi rushed over with a knife.
His pace is very fast, and inconsistent with his physique, he is very flexible. It's also very clever, the distance to the card is exactly where He Yan's whip cannot reach.
He Yan's whip wanted to take up his knife, but was hidden by Rida Muzi, and he cut it with a backhand on the iron whip. With a "bang" sound, although the iron whip was not broken, it was inevitable.
If this continues, I don't know how long this whip can hold. The weapons on the weapon rack are used by the soldiers to practice martial arts, and they are strong and durable. However, the knife of Rida Muzi is obviously a treasure knife and cannot be compared.
He laughed loudly, splitting the horizontal knife, He Yan's whip caught the knife, but did not drag, Rida Muzi was too strong, he said: "Naive!" Pull the knife to his side, pull He Yan's The body couldn't help flying to him.
"He Ge, be careful!" Wheat couldn't help blurting out.
But seeing He Yan Zhao Rida Muzi flew away, he was about to hit Rida Muzi's blade, but the teenager suddenly smiled, the whip took a flower, slipped under the blade, and slapped on Rida Muzi's face, and She used her strength to fly past, passing over Rida Muzi's head, rolling around on the ground before stopping.
Only one heart of the audience fell back to his stomach.
Rida Muzi slowly turned his head.
He was born fierce and violent. At this moment, He Yan was whip on his cheek, and blood bleed out. The blood ran down the cheek. Rida Muzi was still undecided. He carelessly wiped it and licked it. The blood on his lips, staring at He Yan, said: "You are so powerful."
His voice was very soft, and it fell into the ears of people, but it was creepy.
He Yandao: "One another."
The wound on the waist was painful when it was pulled. The tumbling just now made the blade penetrated into the body deeper. But she couldn't pull out the blade now. Once, she couldn't allow her time to pull it out. Secondly, if you pull it out, the blood won't stop, and soon she won't have strength.
But now, He Yan is not as relaxed as he is. The dagger barked into her body was not long, short and slender, about forefinger wide, and was sent in horizontally. Although it was not as important, it just covered the old wound. The original wound cracked, and she played with people on the Yanwuchang, pulling the skin and the blade deeper, which was tantamount to being awake and feeling that the meat was cut.
She lowered her head and quickly bit her lip. The blood color reappeared on her lips.
"How long have you stayed?" Rida Muzi didn't worry and smiled: "Your sweat is about to drain."
"Is it?" He Yan touched: "Xu is too hot."
Rida Muzi slowly raised his knife and slammed with a smile: "Your blood will also drain away!"
He Yan rushed up.
Underneath the Liangzhou Wei recruits are all looking at heart, when He Yan is facing Rida Muzi, it is not as easy as facing the first two. And Rida Muzi is cunning and fierce, and how powerful He Yan is in daily life, in the final analysis, is only a half-year-old child of 16 years old.
Jiang Jiao murmured: "He can't hold it anymore."
"Maybe hurt." Huang Xiong frowned, "It's not good," he touched his gold-backed sword: "Let's rush up together, we can't watch him die in vain."
Wang Ba scolded: "Go! Why don't these coaches stop it, let a Maotou go up to fight? Not a shame!"
Shen Han stood in the crowd, staring at He Yan's figure, and in his hands, the note was to be crushed. Liang Ping next to him was anxious and whispered: "Chief Master, we can't wait so long, we can't let them Xiqiang sit down, it's better..."
"Don't make your own claims!" Shen Han sipped, "Wait a second."
Wait? What are you waiting for?
He Yan on the stage and Rida Muzi once again played a dozen tricks.
Her movements were not as fast as before, and it was obvious that it was slow. She hit Rida Muzi with a few knives on her arm, and she was evaded every time.
But the smile on her face has not changed from beginning to end. It seems that this is not a battle between life and death, but just a casual and happy discussion with partners after the day training.
This made Rida Muzi puzzled.
He said: "Can the Central Plains act like you do?"
"It's not like that," He Yan's painful voice was a little unsteady. She smiled: "I'm particularly able to pretend."
Rida Muzi's smile was not as light as before.
He Yan did not dare to relax his vigilance against him.
In the battle with the Xiqiang people at that time, the other party's leader, Ridamuji, was brutal and brutal, and a machete harvested countless souls. Wherever he went, he was full of bones. Zidamuji's favorite thing is to use a machete to cut off the captive's head and tie it to his riding tail. The dead man's head is enough to become a nightmare for many Central Plains people.
The Fuyue Army led by He Yan, and the Qiang army led by Ridamuji, fought fiercely, and each time he fought, He Yan could perceive the cunning and terrible of the other party.
In the final battle, Ridamuji died in He Yan's hands.
He loved to cut off the heads of other people during his lifetime. He probably didn't expect that after his death, he would be cut off by others, put them in a box set with beads and bring them to the Imperial Palace in Beijing, and send them to the emperor. Generous rewards.
After Ridamuki's death, the Xiqiang group had no heads, and soon the rebellion was settled. In front of him, this man named Rida Muzi gave birth to a face exactly like Rida Muji.
Ridamuji watched the swallowing with his own eyes, and would not be resurrected. Besides, Ridamuji's eyeballs were dark green, while Ridamuzi's eyes were dark blue. He Yan thought that he had heard that Ridamuji had a twin brother, born with brute force and rampage. However, he was at odds with his brother, who was under the command of Ridamu Gene, and left early in his life without knowing his whereabouts.
Now it seems that this is the twin brother of Ridamuji, Ridamuzi.
He probably also knew the news of his brother's death, and perhaps had the remnants of the Qiang nationality before he rushed to Liangzhouwei with his men. He is also cunning, and learned from the traitor that Xiao Jue is not in Liangzhou Wei now, and the recruits here are so young, they dare to be so blatant.
However, Rida Muzi is not a fool. Even if his men are brave and brave, a thousand people will not be able to win against the tens of thousands of soldiers on the Liangzhou Guardian. Therefore, his manpower should be much more than that. This is a good game against Liangzhou Weibu. The front of the health center is Baiyue Mountain, and the back is Wulu River. If they have an army, they will traverse from Baiyue Mountain. Such heavy snow is impossible. Therefore, the most likely thing is to take the nearest waterway at night and cross over.
He Yan had never seen Rida Muzi in the past, but he had played with Rida Muji many times. This person loves to put on the ring. He says that he wants to learn from each other. In fact, the means are fierce. Most of the bright ways of the Central Plains warriors will be defeated by the opponent. In this way, the morale is lost before the battle is fought. Once there is a fear of Qiang people, it will be defeated afterwards. How many Wei generals in the past were exactly the tricks of Ridamuki.
Soldiers are not tireless, and morale is important. He Yan could see clearly that although Rida Muzi was at odds with his brother, he acted the same way as before. Liangzhouwei’s recruits today will inevitably have a fierce battle with Rida Muzi’s men. She has done all the things she can do, and the last thing is to save enough for Dawei’s children in this performance martial arts field. This gas.
With morale, their first war will show their true strength.
"I hate pretending Central Plains people the most." Rida Muzi was finally impatient. He looked at the distance, he seemed to be waiting for some news, but he didn't wait, then turned his head and said, "Hurry up and end !"
He Yan smiled and said: "I think so."
She reached out and tightened her belt more tightly. The belt covered the wound, preventing blood from flowing too much, but the same was also more painful and uncomfortable.
Rida Muzi looked at her movements and suddenly said: "You remind me of someone."
He Yan: "Who?"
"Although I haven't seen it, but my unlucky brother once said that there was a general named He Rufei in the Central Plains, who could pull out the handle of the arrow and continue to command the battle. He eventually died in He Rufei Hand, you are very similar to that person."
He Yan heard the words and smiled: "Wrong, I am not He Rufei, and he is not like him."
She glanced at the people of Liangzhou under the stage: "But I am Wei Erlang, everyone is like me, as long as he does not die, he will fight to the end! There will be tens of thousands of generals in the Central Plains, you Xiqiang," she Lifting his eyes, the words are ridiculed: "How many more?"
After all, brandishing the iron whip and heading straight towards Rida Muzi!
Rida Muzi sneered and didn't care about it. In his view, He Yan had been injured, and the old was injured, but the new one was just the end of the crossbow. Although her patience was surprising, it could not last long.
The scimitar intertwined with the iron whip, making the sound of Jin Ming colliding.
"Brother He..." Wheat grabbed a heart watching from the stage, so he didn't dare to fall.
He Yan's movements became faster.
She moved the whip faster and faster, faster than the movement of Rida Muzi. The scimitar is large and heavy. For ordinary people, Rida Muzi's movements are already very fast. But it wasn't as fast as a steel whip. Was the whip taking advantage of the gap that the knife hadn't yet waved? Fang was just a blood stain, but he had to have a few blood stains on his face.
"You only do this!" Rida Muzi was irritated by the successive whips, his expression became tyrannical, and the scimitar took He Yan's neck straight, but He Heyan was petite and easily escaped.
"You don't have to." The teenager even had time to tease his head.
what happened? Rida Muzi was more and more surprised. It seemed that as time passed, He Yan moved faster and faster. Isn't he injured? Why is it possible to have a flexible posture without any impact? Did he pretend to be before? This kid doesn't have any old injuries at all?
He Yan flashed away from the tip of the knife, toes pointedly, and went behind Rida Muzi.
The man was wearing armor and was extremely stiff. Her whip was not hit by Rida Muzi, but fell on the armor and left nothing.
Then, all over his body, he was indifferent, and there was only one weakness left.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and Asahi attacked behind Muzi.
Rida Muzi turned around and blocked He Yan's iron whip with a knife, and flew He Yan Zhen out, but blinked, she threw herself at Rida Muzi again.
This is simply a lifeless play, just don't care about the offense.
"Wouldn't he want to die together," Jiang Jiao murmured.
In the eyes of outsiders, He Yan, who was desperate, was not so bad. Instead, it was Rida Muzi. From the beginning, the winning ticket was in hand and began to fall.
The teenager seemed to know the traces of his sword every time, in each hand, he avoided it early, and he quickly caught the weakness of Rida Muzi's knife technique and took advantage of the weakness to attack and let Rida Muzi There are also some helpless.
How old is he? It looks like fifteen or sixteen years old, but you must be able to see your weaknesses, and what a terrible thing it is to have an enemy. And if this young man said, there are countless people like him in the Central Plains, what about Xi Qiang? How much did Xiqiang leave? No such genius, no one.
In a flash, Rida Muzi gave birth to retreat.
His morale was lost.
But at this point, he was wronged He Yan. No matter how powerful He Yan is, he will not be able to fight several times, he can quickly judge the opponent's skill trajectory, not to mention people like Rida Muzi. The reason is that Xu is because of the blood relationship of the twin brothers, or maybe they are the masters of one person. Rida Muzi's knife technique is exactly the same as Rida Muji's knife technique.
He Yan Qiansheng and Rida Muji have fought countless times, knowing each other and knowing each other, he has already remembered his tricks, but now he is cheaper to deal with Rida Muzi. The timidity that Rida Muzi gave birth to happened to be in the arms of He Yan.
But it's just a matter of governing its own way.
They used to like to combat the popularity of others to increase their morale, and now they finally feel the frustration. This is the opportunity.
He Yan's whip was pumping faster and faster, and the people around him were dazzled. Rida Muzi just thought that the iron whip seemed to be a living snake, hovering and dancing in front of him, and the shadow was enough. His knife swayed past. There was a whip on the forehead, but the real whip was here.
He was furiously chopping towards Hehe Yan, but the young man had already walked behind him. His action had appeared before when he dealt with Wa'a, and Rida Muzi secretly cried badly, but he saw that the iron whip was already flying. In front of him, like a heavy chain of shackles, he was about to wrap around his neck.
Then, after another strangulation, his throat would be broken and he would die like a whale.
When a thousand times, he shouted loudly: "Ke Muzhi -"
This seemed to be the name of one of his subordinates. At the next moment, on the Yanwuchang, a woman's exclamation suddenly sounded. It was actually Song Taotao, and the Qiang people who caught her were thrown into Yanwutai.
The Qiang people were sturdy and powerful, and Song Taotao was just a slender girl who was suddenly thrown up like a cargo. If it fell, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
No one was in time.
The whip in He Yan's hand flicked in front of Rida Muzi's neck and flew towards Song Taotao. Her body flew towards Song Taotao.
The iron whip rolled up Song Taotao's body. He Yanfei passed by and took Song Taotao into his arms. The two fell together on the ground. He Yan supported Song Taotao's body. She fell deeper, and she made a sigh of coldness.
"Brother be careful!" Cheng Lisu's cry suddenly sounded.
"He Yan!"
"Brother He!"
Anxious voices came from all directions, and Liang Ping's voice was terrible. He Yan looked sideways and saw a line of knife light rushing towards himself.
When she followed Song Taotao, her back appeared, and Rida Muzi's scimitar fell fiercely, and she would be cut into two pieces.
He Yan pushed Song Taotao away and closed his eyes by the knife wind.
She has no strength to move.
"go to hell!"
"boom--"
There was no imaginary pain or five steps of blood splashing. Something knocked the scimitar over, as if someone was standing in front of her.
He Yan slowly opened his eyes.
A familiar dark blue figure with silver scales embroidered with silver thread embroidered on the corner of the robe. The young man stood in front of her, his posture was very loose, calm and reassuring. The long sword in his hand has not yet been sheathed, crystal clear like ice and snow, flowing brightly.
It was such a narrow and thin Yin Qiujian that flicked away the butchery knife that was killing people.
"Du Du...... Du Du! It's Du Du!" Everyone in the audience was surprised for a moment and suddenly boiled.
"Du Du is back!"
"Uncle!"
Xiao Jue... Are you back?
He Yan looked over and felt that his sight was blurred and he couldn't see clearly.
Xiao Jue pulled her up from the ground, and He Yan had no energy and leaned softly on him. Xiao Jue held her waist, seeming to perceive something, and looked down.
The young man in a black suit looked like he was weak and didn't have any wounds, but at the moment he held a hand on He Yan's waist, but he felt a wet.
Blood on his hands.
He looked slightly, looked slowly at Rida Muzi, but the words were spoken to He Yan, and the tone was as sarcastic as ever: "How can you make yourself so miserable every time you meet you?"
"..."
He Yan smiled and whispered: "Probably because, I know every time, you will come to save me."