After struggling for dozens of rounds, Yuwen Hu was forced to retreat by Nangong Yu. Yuwen Hu gritted his teeth and was surrounded by heavy troops of the Qin Dynasty today. There were only a hundred elite soldiers left by his side, and the hope of prominence was almost zero. Instead of being suppressed by Nangong Yu, it would be better to fight. If you don’t believe this Nangong Yu, he is really not afraid of death.

So, Yuwen Hu gave up defense, faced Nangong Yu's thunder attack, and directly stabbed Nangong Yu's left shoulder with a shot.

Seeing this, Nangong Yu smiled coldly. Yuwen Hu was still forced to fight to the death. Facing the silver spear that Yuwen Hu stabbed at his left shoulder, Nangong Yu did not defend at all, and stabbed Yuwen Hu in the chest with a shot.

Puff...

Almost at the same moment, the sharp weapons in Nangong Yu and Yuwen Hu both pierced the other's bodies. Then, both of them immediately retreated.

A blood hole appeared on Nangong Yu's left shoulder, dripping blood. Yuwenhu was not much better. He was shot through his chest by Nangong Yu, causing his internal organs to be injured. His injury was much heavier than Nangong Yu.

"Nan..." Qin Yuner, who was dressed as a personal soldier, screamed nervously when she saw Nangong Yu being injured. Fortunately, she covered her mouth in time. Now Qin Yuner cannot reveal her identity, otherwise her "death" scene will not be easy to start later.

"Cough cough..." Yuwenhu coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and felt the serious injury in his chest. Yuwenhu looked at Nangong Yu incredibly. This kid, he was really not afraid of death, he was simply a desperate man.

"Master Commander..." Hundreds of elite soldiers looked at Yuwenhu's injuries so severely, and all made anxious voices. Several people wanted to help Yuwenhu. As soon as they walked, they were penetrated by the arrows of the powerful archer of the Qin Dynasty.

"Okay!" The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty naturally burst out with even louder cries. Nangong Yu defeated Yuwen Hu, the number one master of the Xiqi Army with the strength of the ninth level of body tempering. This was so exciting.

"Master Commander, the military advisor has won. Will this battle continue?" General Heihew looked at Zhao Ziyun without any concealing his excitement.

"Forget it, since Yuwenhu wants to find a military advisor, I won't join in the fun and let the military advisor deal with it." Zhao Ziyun sighed, feeling a little regretful for not being able to defeat Yuwenhu himself. Now Yuwenhu is seriously injured, and if he takes action again, he will take advantage of others' danger.

"Yuwenhu, how about it, can you still fight?" The healing ability of the formation stone in his body made Nangong Yu's wound stop bleeding, and the pain also relieved a lot. Nangong Yu raised the spear in his hand, and pointed the bloody spear tip at Yuwenhu.

"Nangong Yu, you can't kill me today. If you have the chance, I will definitely kill you!" Yuwen Hu's eyes were full of jealousy. He stared at Nangong Yu for a while, decisively took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a few pills, and swallowed it into his stomach. Yuwen Hu's injuries immediately began to recover amazingly, and his physical strength began to be quickly replenished. Even Yuwen Hu's clothes swelled up, like an inflated balloon.

"No, Yuwenhu wants to become a warrior, Brother Nangong will kill him!" Zhao Ziyun immediately shouted loudly, and instantly understood Yuwenhu's intention. Yuwenhu was already in a siege and was seriously injured, and there was no hope of breaking through. He had to become a warrior immediately, so he would not be able to kill him.

"You must protect the commander even if you fight to the death!" Seeing Yuwen Hu's actions, hundreds of elite Xiqi soldiers immediately sacrificed their lives and leaned towards Yuwen Hu.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

puff, puff, puff...

Hundreds of powerful archers shot out deadly arrows. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of elite Xiqi soldiers killed seventy or eighty people. More than a dozen soldiers with arrows stuck in their bodies leaned around Yuwen Hu and surrounded Yuwen Hu in the center.

Feeling Yuwen Hu's rapid increase in strength, Nangong Yu's eyes became cold. He swept across the entire army with one spear in his hand, killing two generals guarding Yuwen Hu's side vomited blood and died instantly.

At this time, Zhao Ziyun and several superb generals also came over. In addition to the arrows of the powerful archer, they killed only one of the generals guarding Yuwen Hu.

This person's body movement is extremely mysterious, and whenever someone approaches him and Yuwen Hu, his spirit will become trance and then kick out. The arrow shot to him will turn automatically.

This person had the chance to kill many times, but he never took action. Zhao Ziyun and Nangong Yu saw something was wrong almost at the same time and immediately ordered to withdraw.

Zhao Ziyun and Nangong Yu looked at each other, and their eyes were unbelievable. The last person turned out to be an illusionist.

"Yuwenhu, I really didn't expect that there was an illusionist beside you!" Zhao Ziyun's tone was full of unwillingness. With this illusionist protector, he could not kill Yuwenhu at all.

"It can force my illusionist to appear, Nangong Yu, Zhao Ziyun, you two are really capable!" Yuwenhu, who is rushing to the realm of a warrior, said coldly. His cyclone in his dantian is about to be transformed, which means he is not far from the gathering of dantian. As long as the cyclone in his dantian condenses into dan, he will be a warrior.

"Zhao Ziyun, don't you really want to kill me? If you have the ability, you will become a warrior and fight me immediately!" Yuwenhu said provocatively. Yuwenhu could not risk the crisis of the treaty of the Hundred Dynasties to kill Nangong Yu. Moreover, Nangong Yu is still a distance away from the warrior, so he had to temporarily put Nangong Yu aside. Zhao Ziyun is different. He can directly break through and become a warrior at any time. Now that he is defeated so miserably, Yuwenhu will naturally refuse to give up easily.

"Hmph, Yuwenhu, do you think I will be fooled by you?" Even though Zhao Ziyun was unwilling to give up, his tone was tough. "As soon as I became a warrior, I am afraid that the illusionist around you will immediately kill me. This will not violate the Treaty of the Hundred Dynasties, but will also achieve your sinister purpose!"

"Seventh brother, since Yuwenhu asked you to become a warrior and fight him, then you became a warrior." Beside Yuwenhu, a soldier wearing Zhao Ziyun's personal military uniform walked out slowly, tearing off a layer of camouflage skin from his face, revealing another face.

"Fifth Brother?" Zhao Ziyun couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at the familiar face. It seemed that the fifth brother had been lurking beside him for a long time, but he didn't even notice it.

"Zhao Ziqing, it's you!" Seeing this, the illusionist beside Yuwen Hu's tone was filled with gritting hatred.

"Haha, Yu Wenhua, you haven't seen each other for three years, you are still so irritable!" Zhao Ziqing smiled slightly, but his tone was full of coldness.

"Zhao Ziqing, I have been looking for you for three years. Today, I will definitely not give you a chance to escape again!" Yu Wenhua's palm flipped, and a strange-shaped black object was hanging in the air in the palm of his hand. The appearance of the black object was full of dense runes.

"No hurry, since we have all bumped into each other, why should we fight to the death immediately? Let my seventh brother settle the grudges with your younger brother Yuwen first." Zhao Ziqing finished speaking lightly, turned his head to Zhao Ziyun and said, "Seventh brother, your mission on the battlefield has been completed, and you should become a warrior."

"Fifth Brother, I..." Zhao Ziyun couldn't believe how could this be possible.

"Our Zhao family has received the emperor's kindness for generations. We naturally have to be loyal to the royal family. After you retire, your position will be taken over by your thirteenth brother. Do you understand?" Zhao Ziqing handed Zhao Ziyun a jade bottle.

Zhao Ziyun took the jade bottle handed to him by the fifth brother with trembling hands, and his eyes were filled with tears. He thought he would stay on the battlefield forever to serve the royal family, but he didn't expect that today, his fate changed.

Zhao Ziyun was absolutely loyal to the royal family and sympathized with the sufferings of the people of the Qin Dynasty. Deep in his heart, he still had a desire for martial arts.

"Okay, Seventh Brother, hurry up and break through. With me here, I'm sorry that Yu Wenhua dares not act rashly!" Zhao Ziqing patted Zhao Ziyun's shoulder, with a hint of helplessness and regret in his eyes. Seventh Brother's talent in practicing martial arts is very good, and it has been delayed for so many years, alas.

"Fifth Brother, can I continue to stay on the battlefield? I..." Zhao Ziyun's mood was extremely complicated. His bones had already incorporated the passion of the battlefield, and he didn't want to leave.
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