"Clang~~!!"

With two sounds of swords being unsheathed, Xi Juan stepped out with cold eyes and murderous intent. She could not forgive Zhang Yuan. If she deceived Zhang Yuan just because she didn't want Zhang Yuan to walk on this path of no return, out of kindness, Zhang Yuan's behavior was cut off in the back, especially at the moment of her trust.

Xi Juan is a person with extremely tough personality. If she can reach this point as a woman, she can see how tough and tenacious her personality is in addition to being excellent. Even when facing Zhebiao, she will not be at all disadvantages, and can even take ruthless actions in times of crisis.

One thing I have to admit is that there is no close relationship between Zhang Yuan and Xi Juan, and the two of them will not delay until now.

But even so, what should appear still appears, and what should be faced still faced.

"Take off your sword! If you win, you get what you want, you lose, and you will give you a chance in the end. I can act like nothing has happened. You can go back and continue to be your city lord, and don't come out for the rest of your life!!" Xi Juan said coldly, staring at Zhang Yuan tightly, as if he would pounce on him in the next moment.

'Even if I hurt you 'harshly' and betray you, it's still the same in the end. Xi Juan, Xi Juan, what should you do to me? Is it love or hate, resentment or annoyance, alas...!'

Zhang Yuan sighed lightly in his heart, and no longer felt anger in his heart.

He never doubted what Xi Juan said. Even if Xi Juan had deceived him, he still did not doubt what Xi Juan said. Anyone could guess whether Xi Juan said contained any conspiracy, such as to stabilize Zhang Yuan, to dispel Zhang Yuan's momentum, or to arouse Zhang Yuan's emotions, etc.

But Zhang Yuan doesn’t. This is not a kind of reason, but an intuition or emotion.

"Clang!" Tianhuang's sword was unsheathed, and Zhang Yuan's momentum changed. It was solemn and sharp, and the murderous aura was like an abyss, deep and calm, containing infinite horror.

‘War, you have to fight like a man!’

This is Zhang Yuan’s principle. Even if Xi Juan is opposite, he does not show any mercy or softness. Because this is not only respect for himself, but also respect for the other party!

"Everyone retreat!" Hulujin said softly, staring at the two people in the center of the tent. Zhang Xiu and his friends suppressed their anxiousness and dragged all the seriously injured or controlled Han army generals to the periphery. At this time, Han army generals had no intention of escaping. Their eyes also turned to the middle, which was a battle that determined the fate of the entire Han Dynasty.

No one spoke, and no one scolded all this for being too much.

Because both sides are minimizing the losses as much as possible, and will not provoke wars unless they have to. After experiencing the battle with the Yuan army, both sides have suffered considerable losses. At most, they will be evenly matched.

The long sword points to all enemies.

The two sides were quietly confronting each other, and their momentum was constantly gathering, as if they were in a confrontation across the air, and more like spiritual battles. It was difficult to see who could not help but take action, and whoever took action would be at a disadvantage.

clang…………!!!

With a crisp sound, the two of them moved almost at the same time. The others were disturbed at this time, and their eyes were paid attention to the direction of the sound. They saw a Han general who could not stand the suppressed atmosphere. Perhaps they wanted to fight back while others were fully focused. However, when they were snatching the opponent's weapons, they were blocked by the instinctive reaction of the surrendered general, but the sword fell to the ground.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang…………!!

Xi Juan waved his swords as fast as lightning, and continuous as if it was pouring rain.

Zhang Yuantianhuang's sword is in his hand, and he is extremely domineering. One sword is as simple as a sword. His move is fatal, and he is completely like a life-threatening fight.

The two of them played in a completely opposite way, but they were difficult to distinguish. Zhang Yuan was not proficient in swordsmanship, but he relied on his own strength to stabilize Xi Juan. He also used the distance between the Tianhuang sword and the distance between the two swords, which caused Xi Juan to appear together but did not receive the expected effect. The battle between the two sides was difficult to distinguish, and the pace became more and more rapid, but it was mysterious and difficult to distinguish in the mess.

Compared to Xi Juan's steps of butterflies passing through flowers and maple leaves floating, Zhang Yuan seemed a little simple to ugly, completely 'storming', turning around, turning around, and seeing some people were depressed and wanted to complain.

‘I remember the first time we met, we had this kind of confrontation. At that time, I was defeated. Now, in less than a year, we fought again. Everything changed, and it made people sigh and feel cold!’ Zhang Yuan’s body was as calm as a silence, bottomless and calm.

Xi Juan surrounded Zhang Yuan and danced gracefully. In the beautiful footwork, there was murderous intent and unparalleled sharp sword technique. Everyone saw it was shocked. Such a "blessing" was not something that anyone could enjoy. If it were on the battlefield, Xi Juan might have transformed into a "grass-mowing" general and killed the enemy.

But Zhang Yuan was still not too slow, and his moves were always just right. In the dark energy of the "bobo" innate energy, he was as stable as Mount Tai. He blocked Xi Juan's attack again and again, allowing those fish that leaked the net to hit his body, which was not the key.

Once or twice, lasting for five minutes. Xi Juan could no longer maintain his breath. He was originally exhaled like silk, but under the huge consumption, he couldn't help but start to breathe. Drops of sweat penetrated her delicate body, and the water marks on her firm pretty face were clearly visible.

‘Zhang Yuan, Zhang Zhengyuan, do you really think you are invincible in the world?’

Xi Juan's eyes were about to spit out of fire, and she became more and more angry with Zhang Yuan in front of her, who looked like a wood. She felt powerless in her heart all her life. She was exhausting her physical strength, but the other party seemed to be motionless. What else could be more frustrating than this?

In fact, Zhang Yuan is not stronger than Xi Juan, and his strength may even be lower. It is precisely because of this that Zhang Yuan chose to defend. Even Xi Juan could not take any advantage. Facing Xi Juan, Zhang Yuan inevitably developed an indescribable complex feelings in his heart. In this case, it was predictable that he would behave like a wood.

But at this time, Xi Juan hated Zhang Yuan's betrayal and was eager to defeat Zhang Yuan, neglecting this subtle point. In this way, the physical energy consumption will inevitably exceed.

In anger, Xi Juan killed the enemy. Zhang Yuan immediately fought out of the original "calmness" and suddenly woke up. He complained secretly in his heart, struggling to hold on to prevent himself from revealing his flaws.

At this time, Zhang Yuan had to face an extremely difficult problem: how to defeat Xi Juan!
Chapter completed!