"Your Highness, let me fight for you!"

Yuan Baixiong naturally heard Major General Zhongda's scolding.

At this moment, the big halberd in his hand chopped off the heads of several barbarian cavalry beside him, and he cupped his fists at Fusu.

Fusu waved his hand and said: "Lao Yuan, you control the battlefield situation. If any position is about to be lost, you go to help."

"But..."

"You don't even listen to what I say?"

"The last general takes command!"

A man dressed in white and riding a war horse slowly walked out from the two fighting cavalry armies.

"Where is the Prince of Da Qin!"

"kill him!"

"Kill!"

More than a dozen barbarian cavalry who were not afraid of death noticed Fusu walking slowly.

One by one, war horses were galloping on their legs, swords in their hands were slashing at Fusu, and their shouts were soaring to the sky.

Just when more than ten barbarian cavalry were only a few steps away from Fusu.

A cold light suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The next moment, ten heads rolled to the ground.

The war horse still maintained its forward posture, but there were only headless corpses left on top of the war horse.

"thump."

Headless corpses were thrown to the ground by war horses.

"drive!"

Fusu rode his war horse and slowly stepped over the headless corpse on the ground, approaching Major General Zhongda step by step.

At this time, Major General Zhongda still had a little fear on his face.

He did not expect that the other party, as the prince of Great Qin, could kill more than ten of his great barbarian cavalry so easily.

You must know that every Great Barbarian Iron Cavalry has the ability to block two with one.

But at this moment, in front of that man in white clothes, they all became headless corpses on the ground.

Fusu slowly rode his war horse towards Major General Zhongda.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

A word came out of his mouth in an understatement.

In Fusu's eyes, Major General Zhongda in front of him was already a corpse.

As for capturing him?

Sorry, there is no word prisoner in Fusu's dictionary.

On the battlefield, there is only life and death.

That's all.

Looking at Fusu, who was filled with killing intent.

Even a battle-hardened general like Major General Zhongda could not help but tremble.

"Stop pretending in front of me, General."

"What does it mean to kill a few cavalry?"

"You have the ability to compete with this general."

"This general wants you to know what it means that there are mountains outside the mountains and there are people outside the people."

Major General Zhongda is the peak strength of a third-grade warrior.

He can be said to be a well-known master among the barbarian army.

In his opinion, Fusu didn't have the slightest trace of martial arts in him.

At most, he is just a warrior who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he will not be his opponent at all.

Fusu held a sword in one hand and looked at Major General Zhongda quietly.

"He's just the pinnacle of a third-grade martial artist."

“I don’t know where I got the confidence to speak so boldly.”

Fusu had already seen through Major General Zhongda's cultivation.

In his opinion, although a third-grade warrior at the peak can be described as a master on the battlefield.

After all, not many in the Xuanjia Army have reached the realm of third-level warriors, and Yuan Baixiong was only a second-level minor master some time ago.

The lackey in front of me, Major General Zhongda, was able to reach the peak of a third-level martial artist at such an age.

His martial arts talent is indeed good.

But it's a pity that he met himself.

Fusu waved his big hand, and a breath rose into the sky behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a creature that was completely transparent appearing behind Mo Wuhen.

It looks like a tiger, but it has wings on its back, dragon horns on its head, and its mouth is like an eagle's beak.

"Qiongqi."

Fusu shouted angrily.

The fantastic fantasy behind him instantly disappeared into Fusu's body.

A scarlet mark appeared between Fusu's eyebrows.

An unparalleled majestic aura emanated from his body.

"Second-grade little grandmaster!"

Major General Zhongda's face changed drastically when he felt Fusu's aura at this moment.

He originally thought Fusu was just a martial artist.

Who would have thought that the latter would already be a second-grade minor master at such a young age.

You must know that the second-grade little grandmaster is a rare existence in Daman.

Fusu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of killing intent.

During this time, he gradually became familiar with how to control the power of the Four Evils.

Although there is no way to directly summon the four evil spirits physically.

But he was able to borrow the power of the Four Evils for his own use.

This time, he had already entered the realm of a third-grade martial artist, and after borrowing Qiongqi's power, he naturally became a second-grade minor master.

But Fusu couldn't maintain this state for long.

Secretly, with his current physical condition, he can only last for a quarter of an hour at most.

And after this quarter of an hour, you will lose your ability to fight.

Fusu looked at Major General Zhongda calmly.

He said calmly: "I'm standing here. If you can, kill me."

"Otherwise I will kill you."

Fusu's tone gradually became colder, and his murderous aura began to wrap around Major General Zhongda.

The latter looked at Fusu with fear in his heart.

He never thought that the young man in white in front of him, only twenty years old, could become a second-grade minor master!

At this time, Major General Zhongda still had no intention of confronting the enemy.

He knew that if he didn't leave, he would definitely be dead.

"Don't even think about running away, because you can't."

Just when Major General Zhongda was about to turn the horse's head, Fusu's cold voice sounded again.

I saw a ray of cold light shining on Major General Zhongda's face.

The next moment, the head of the war horse under his crotch was beheaded, and he was hit hard to the ground by the war horse.

When he got up from the ground.

A three-foot long sword was already pressed against his neck.

Fusu looked at him with cold eyes.
To be continued...