Click With a knife down, the potter's head separated.
Zhu Rong's beautiful face was about to ignite with endless ecstasy, but in the next second, a pair of apricot eyes widened, and the whole face was occupied by astonishment and confusion.
The body with the severed head didn't even spurt a single trace of blood It turned out to be a dummy tied with firewood and grass "What's the matter, why is there a dummy in this king's tent, where is the pottery merchant" Zhu Rong stared at the fake head rolling off the ground, looking at the fake body pierced by firewood and grass, his eyes were rolling blankly, full of doubts.
Obviously, with her resourcefulness, for a moment, she still hasn't figured out what is going on.
At this moment, a sneering voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Nanban woman, this king has been waiting for you for a long time, you can come slowly enough." ” Zhu Rong's body was shocked, and he suddenly woke up from his daze, and immediately became vigilant with his horizontal knife, and raised his eyes to look for prestige.
In the astonished apricot eyes, in the direction of the entrance of the inner tent, a young and handsome Wei warrior with a domineering aura came into view.
At this time, this Wei warrior was admiring her wantonly with a sneering gaze.
"Dare to call himself the king, could it be that he is the potter" Zhu Rong's thoughts flew around, and he suddenly realized, and looked at the warrior of the Wei State with incredible eyes, and then looked at the straw man on the ground.
Suddenly, she woke up from a dream and realized that she had been tricked The potter eagle admired Zhu Rong who was full of surprise, picked up the knife and turned the horse, slowly walked into the tent, looked her up and down with wanton eyes, and sneered: "She is worthy of being the first beauty in Nanzhong, and she really has a bit of a look, it seems that the rumors are true." ” As he spoke, the potter's slightly evil gaze, up and down, looked Zhu Rong all over the place, as if he was admiring a loot that was about to arrive.
Although Zhu Rong is a Southern Barbarian woman, far more open than a woman in the Central Plains, how can she not hear the wanton gaze and meaningful words of the pottery merchant.
Zhu Rong was instantly stimulated to be furious, pointed at the potter, and scolded sharply: "Are you the potter, you send it to the door yourself, aunt and grandmother, I have to kill you."
In the scolding, Zhu Rong moved his war horse and wanted to rush up to kill the pottery merchant.
Tom tom Suddenly, the earth-shattering war drums sounded all around, and then, the sound of the heavens and the earth cracking shouted and killed rushed to the sky, instantly shattering the night and swallowing up all the sounds between heaven and earth.
Zhu Rong's body was shocked, and he glanced back, only to see that in the darkness, countless Wei soldiers, like ghost soldiers, suddenly surged out in all directions, rushing towards the defenseless and panicked barbarians.
An ambush is launched In an instant, the soldiers of the Wei army crashed into the Southern Barbarian army like tigers and wolves, and ruthlessly slashed at these frightened lambs with swords and guns, killing them in an instant.
Although the Southern Barbarians were fierce, they had little formal training and lacked discipline, and like most of the Hulu, they were only good at fighting with the wind, and once they had the upper hand, they were all fierce as beasts.
On the contrary, once they fall into a passive and unfavorable situation, it is easy for the army to collapse and discipline the whole army.
And now, they are facing such a situation.
The barbarian army, who thought that they could be killed, did not think that they would be ambushed by the Wei army, and saw the Wei army ambushing in all directions, and the more than 8,000 barbarian troops were demoralized in an instant.
Seeing the Wei army ambushing the soldiers, the divine soldiers slaughtered out like a heavenly soldier, killing her elite barbarian army to pieces in an instant, Zhu Rong's beautiful and unparalleled pretty face, in the blink of an eye, was attacked by unprecedented consternation.
Then, the consternation quickly turned into endless shame and anger.
Suddenly looking back, Zhu Rong's fierce eyes shot at the potter, pointed at the blade, and scolded sharply: "Okay, you potter, you are really as treacherous as the Shu people say, aunt, I want to kill you, I want to kill you."
In the roar, Zhu Rong rode his horse and danced the knife and slaughtered the potter.
She obviously didn't know the truth of the potter, thinking that the potter was the king of the Great Wei, good at writing but not good at martial arts, and if she killed him with a knife, she could still recover the defeat.
"Very good, come on, this king wants to see how much ability the legendary No. 1 beauty in Nanzhong has" The potter was light and light, and there was a kind of sadistic gaze in his eagle eyes, and he looked at Zhu Rong with a smile.
That look, that posture, that smile, as if the odds were in hand, didn't put Zhu Rong in his eyes at all.
The potter's contemptuous performance angered Zhu Rong even more, you know, this is the first beauty in Nanzhong, and she is also the first martial arts master in Nanzhong, how can she stand the contemptuous gaze of the potter.
"The dog thief surnamed Tao, let's die for my aunt and grandmother" In the angry scream, Zhu Rong was like a rainbow to kill, and the snow-white arms and silver-white war knives in his hands slashed out wildly, rolling up the hunting blood mist, and slashed down towards the potter's head.
The killing momentum has gathered, the potter is still calm, the eagle eyes are slightly gathered, and the war knife in his hand is like lightning, surging out. rumble In an instant, the two war knives, each carrying the mighty crazy force, collided with each other like two collapsed mountains.
The sparks flew out, shining like stars, lighting up the night sky overhead, and also illuminating the amazing pretty face of Shirong.
With a move, Zhu Rong's plump body shook violently, and the two fat peaks on his chest were also shocked to ups and downs, falling up and down, almost breaking out of the leather armor.
Under this blow, Zhu Rong felt that the qi and blood in his chest were tumbling, and he took a few breaths sharply, and then calmed down the qi and blood, and the horror in his heart could not be restrained, and he surged into his heart like a tide.
"His strength is so fierce, the martial arts seem to be on par with me, and it seems to be slightly better than me, how is this possible?"
Zhu Rong was horrified in her heart, the two rode the wrong horse, and when she turned around, her face no longer had the arrogant look she had before, but was replaced by a deep shock.
She was deeply shocked by the martial arts of the pottery merchant, he thought that he was the monarch of the Central Plains, only cultivating the literature but not the literature, not as fierce and strong as Meng Shu, but he never thought that this Wei monarch from the Central Plains was just handsome, and he had even practiced such a good martial arts.
Surpass yourself, surpass Meng Shu "This is the first beauty in Nanzhong, martial arts is really not weak, she is the strongest woman in martial arts I have ever seen, stronger than Mulan" At this time, the potter had also turned his horse and turned around, looking at Zhu Rong's eyes, secretly adding a little appreciation.
He is the king of a country, even if he wants to fight the enemy with his own hands, how can he risk his life, just before the fight, he has scanned it with the system, and he can see through Zhu Rong's martial arts has 88, which is only 1 point worse than his own 89 points of force value.
It was precisely because he was slightly better than Zhu Rong that the potter dared to fight with her.
Le Ma horizontal knife, the potter's sneering gaze, once again looked at the shocked face of the first beauty in Nanzhong, she was dressed in a colorful suit, the tight leather armor could not wrap the huge twin peaks that were about to come out, the snow-white arms that were naked outside, tightly holding the war knife, she was like a proud and unparalleled colorful phoenix, flashing in the potter's eyes.
Under the admiring gaze, the potter pointed his sword and said coldly: "Zhu Rong, dismount and surrender, this king will spare your life."
The potter's words were straightforward, as if he were commanding, and there was no doubt about it.
Zhu Rong, who was shocked, was angered by the potter again, and scolded sharply: "Potter boy, you dare to underestimate me as the number one martial artist in Nanzhong, I have to take your dog's head today."
In the midst of the scolding, Zhu Rong slapped the horse and danced the knife, and came to kill the potter again.
"It's really fierce, it's stronger than Sun Shangxiang, this king likes it, haha" Facing Zhu Rong who rushed to the scene, the potter laughed wildly.
In an instant, Zhu Rong had already crashed into her again like a colorful rainbow, and the war knife in her hand was carrying her shame and anger, and slashed wildly.
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The potter was as calm as a mountain, and the war knife in his hand calmly struck out, and he faced it head-on with the strength of Zhengda and Xiong. throat The two war knives collided again, carrying a storm-like blade wind, and overturned all the surrounding soldiers.
The two showed their strengths and fought as a group.
The potter's force value is only 1 point higher than Zhu Rong, and the two can be said to be evenly matched, and they have killed more than 50 moves in a blink of an eye, but they still have no winner.
With the difference in force between the two of them, if Zhu Rong is a man, even if the pottery merchant wants to take her down, he will have to do it at least after five or six hundred moves.
It's a pity that Zhu Rong is a woman after all, women live and die in physical strength, and they are inferior to men, and Zhu Rong is naturally no exception.
After a hundred moves, Zhu Rong was already tired and sweaty, panting, breathing gradually worsened, and the Aofeng on his chest was also more and more ups and downs due to the violent gasping, which was thrilling.
The lack of physical strength is still secondary, and what has a great impact on Zhu Rong is the battle situation on the left and right.
The Wei army ambushed in all directions, and 50,000 or 60,000 soldiers slaughtered the 8,000 panicked barbarians in all directions, and soon killed them until they were bleeding and scattered and defeated.
Zhu Rong saw that the soldiers on the left and right were fighting less and less, and if he continued to fight, he was afraid that he would have to be the commander of the war horse, and there was only a dead end at that time.
The defeat of the barbarian army seriously hit Zhu Rong's spirit, which greatly reduced her fighting spirit, and the more she fought, the weaker she became.
Mentally hit, physically and weakly, under the double blow, Zhu Rong's moves are getting weaker and weaker, and a hundred moves have passed, and he has been completely suppressed by the potters, and he is becoming more and more passive.
One hundred and fifty moves passed, and Zhu Rong was suppressed to the point of panting and full of flaws.
The time has come for the potters to wield their might.
"Nanban Xiaoliema, this king won't play with you, let you see the true strength of this king" The potter suddenly let out a long roar, and the green tendons on his arms exploded, and the speed and power of his moves suddenly doubled.
Brush brush brush Layers of knife shadows, like a stream of light in the sky, carried the momentum of the sky and the earth cracking, sweeping and cutting towards Zhu Rong in all directions, the blade slashed through the air, and there was a "whoosh" friction sound, and the friction heat generated made Zhu Rong feel like he was surrounded by fire.
"This guy's martial arts, unexpectedly" Zhu Rong felt unprecedented pressure, and his heart was extremely shocked, and he was terrified.
It was another heavy knife, and it came wildly, and Zhu Rong, who was extremely powerful, and Zhu Rong, who was physically exhausted, could only grit his teeth and try his best to block it.
The potter's blood-stained sword, but before it hit, he suddenly changed his course, changed his head to a heavy split, and slashed horizontally to block his waist.
Whoop In the shrieking sound of breaking wind, the war knife struck like lightning from left to right.
This change of move was extremely fast, so fast that Zhu Rong's move was old, and he didn't have time to return the knife to block it, and in surprise, he could only instinctively ambush his body forward, trying to dodge this god and ghost. brush The blade swept through Zhu Rong's shoulder, within a few minutes.
Although the blade did not hit directly, the extremely powerful blade wind directly slashed the leather armor on her left shoulder, and also cut a hole in the shoulder under the broken armor.
"Ah" In the blood splash, Zhu Rong let out a painful scream.
Although she was injured in the shoulder, she finally avoided this fatal move, and a cold sweat broke out behind her back, and the remaining fighting spirit collapsed in an instant.
The frightened Zhu Rong, where did he dare to fight again, straightened up, and turned his horse to escape.
It's just that her right armor belt has been cut off, and she suddenly straightens up, loses half of her armor, and falls off in a bang.
In an instant, half of Zhu Rong's fragrant shoulders and jade neck, as well as most of the white flowers, shook off and crashed into the eyes of the potter. isjgy: