Chapter 120: Amazing Knife

The big campus is surrounded by a sea of people, but at this time it is quiet as if even a needle fell to the ground.

Xiao Yan and Wanyan rode on the horse and looked at each other quietly, less than 30 steps apart.

The man did not move, but the murderous intention surged on the two people, and their eyes sparked for a short time from time.

As long as the generals know that they fight immediately, their own skills are secondary, and they focus on the indomitable momentum. The current posture of the two is gaining momentum.

Wanyan's huge body is like a beast, imposing and ready to tear up the prey in front of him at any time, while Xiao Yan is slightly thin, but the strong murderous intention in his fierce eyes still feels enough to resist the attack of anything.

There was a strange silence on the school grounds.

Wanyan seems to have enough momentum to do it. The temporarily selected fine steel in his hand moved slightly and flashed a cold light under the morning sunshine behind him, and the war was imminent.

The hearts of the people watching the battle have come to their throats.

Xiao Yan is still unmoved, but this is superficial, and Xiao Yan's heart is not idle for a while now.

Xiao Yan was confident enough to defeat Wanyan, but Xiao Yan didn't even have a chance at the end. He knew that although Xiao Yan had also worked hard during this period, it was okay for ordinary sergeants. Now he is facing the first warrior of the Golden Kingdom. Even if it is claimed, it is not what Xiao Yan can defeat.

But Xiao Yan is Xiao Yan. I'm not sure that he won't jump out and die. Since he can't do it immediately, he will change to the ground.

Xiao Yan's eyes are still as sharp as ever.

Fight immediately. The best weapon is a long weapon such as a long gun and a big knife, while Xiao Yan has a standard horizontal knife in his hand, but this knife is slightly longer.

The knife in his hand slowly raised, and the long gun on the opposite side has also been flat. The distance between the two is only less than 30 steps. As a cavalry, the distance is only the distance between electric flint.

"Have you eaten yet!" Xiao Yan suddenly smiled. You still need to speak a little louder at a distance of more than 30 steps, but it doesn't have to be too loud as long as you can hear it.

The onlookers on the campus only saw Xiao Yan smile, and then galloped towards Wanyan.

Wanyan's momentum rose to the peak and was about to ride the horse, but he saw Xiao Yan suddenly smile and said a word to himself. He couldn't help but be stunned. Then he saw Xiao Yan's horse coming over. When he came to his senses, the momentum he had just accumulated had been released and the opportunity had passed.

I also knew the way, scolded secretly, and rushed to Xiao Yan with his legs in his abdomen.

What Xiao Yan wants is the difference of breath. What is a breath? A breath is a breath. Thirty steps away, the difference of one breath is enough.

When Wanyan came to his senses, he was less than ten steps away from Xiao Yan. Before he raised the long pin in his horse's abdomen, their heads were about to meet.

Xiao Yan made an incredible action at this time. When he was about to gallop less than ten steps away from Wanyan, his left hand supported the horse's back, his legs clamped and tightened the horse's abdomen, and his feet pedaled on the horse's spine. He stood on the saddle, his left foot was in front, his right foot pedaled on the saddle, and the cold wind brought by the horse galloping. Blowing on Xiao Yan's body, blowing his long hair behind his shoulders, drifting around, Xiao Yan, standing on the horse, facing the sun, looked extremely tall, like a god Linfan, pressing forward with an extremely powerful momentum.

"Eight steps, five steps, three steps, kill!" The silence in his heart suddenly turned into a fierce murderous spirit. With the shouting in his mouth, Xiao Yan suddenly lowered his waist and tried his horse's reins.

"Oh! Oh! Le, the horse that was galloping was suddenly strangled, hissing, and the front hoof suddenly soared into the air. Xiao Yan on the horse's back stepped on the saddle with his speeding inertia right foot, and jumped forward. The horizontal knife in his hand was horizontal in front of his chest, and his left hand held his hands high, and cut it to Wanyan.

This is just a matter of time. Wanyan, who had lost the opportunity to do it, didn't expect Xiao Yan to make this move. He was completely desperate and simple, but the fierce posture and fast speed could not allow him to think too much about it. At this time, the long hair in his hand was too late to stand up. Under Xiao Yan's close body, it became It's cumbersome.

However, Wanyan's work can be known as the first warrior of Dajin, and it is not a false reputation. Sooner or later, he had to let go of his hands, and his feet kicked back with the horse's momentum. His whole body was close to the horse's back and shot flatly. When he was about to land, his hands were on the ground and he wanted to take the opportunity to stand up, but this time he came down too fast. Although Wanyan took off part of the force with his hands, he still sat on the ground and was a little embarrassed, but Xiao Yan was obviously a blow of his best. If others had done so, he might not be able to take this move safely.

Xiao Yan, who was in the air, did not intend to hurt Wanyan's work. Seeing that he had been forced to the ground, his wish was fulfilled. He also took advantage of Wanyan's horse's head and gently swung his body in front of Wanyan's.

If someone stands in the middle of the campus for a week, you will find that the people in the whole campus have opened their mouths wide, and everyone's faces look incredible.

Wanyan stood on the ground with a surprised expression. What's the matter? He was confused and was forced to the horse.

Only Xiao Yan knows what's going on. Yesterday, Xiao Yan has been thinking about today's situation. Of course, as a general, he can't fight like a ruffian on the street. It's logical to compete immediately. But Xiao Yan knew that his strengths were on the flat ground, and there was no chance at all, so he had been thinking about how to force his opponent to the horse without missing traces.

Xiao Yan specially chose a snowy horizontal knife, one is light, the other is light. Xiao Yan looked up at the smile that had not yet risen from the sky. When Xiao Yan jumped up, the horizontal knife in his hand was once horizontally on his chest. It seemed that he wanted to hold the knife with both hands. In fact, Xiao Yan had calculated and used the snowy knife surface to reflect the sunlight to the eyes of Wanyan's dry. It was his eyes for a short time. He didn't have time to fight with the long man in his hand, forcing him to abandon his horse when he was in a panic.

Xiao Yan stood on the spot and looked at the confused Wanyan and the crowd around him who seemed to have lost their chins. After a while, he pointed to the long pin on the ground and said to Wanyan and said, "Pick it up."

Wanyan mediated. Although he was reckless, he was not stupid. Seeing Xiao Yan's calm face, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment. Seeing Xiao Yan talking, he couldn't help shooting over with hatred, but he didn't answer.

At this time, the crowd had reacted. Xiao Yan's god-like knife just now forced Wanyan to get off the horse in the blink of an eye, which can only be described as amazing.

"The Song Dynasty will win, long live the emperor."

After a brief silence, a thunderous shout broke out in the crowd. At this time, it was not so much shouting for the Song Dynasty and cheering for Xiao Yan, but rather venting a kind of depression that had been depressed for a long time.

Xiao Yan knew that his opponent had been forced to disemble and lose his weapons. If he is picking up the weapons and getting on the horse, he doesn't even have to compare, because you are forced to throw his helmet and unload his armor in person. How can he be ashamed to compare and admit defeat directly?

Of course, now Xiao Yan is also standing underground. There is only one way not to admit defeat, which is to fight again underground.

In the thunderous shouts, Xiao Yan raised the long knife in his hand and shouted, "Song Weiwu!" With the shouting, a gorgeous arc flashed from Xiao Yan's hand and firmly inserted behind him.

"Come on!" Xiao Yan stood calmly in front of Wanyan and said with a hand.