The Hun army is about to enter the city, but nangongyan is not flustered at all. Instead, he is like a person who has nothing to do all day. He should eat and drink. Others look at these, but they don't know what medicine he sells in his gourd.

The sky slowly darkened, and the noise of the day was silent at the moment.

As soon as he entered the camp, he was keenly aware of the smell of others in the camp.

Between the lightning and the flint, general Yelv had pressed down the surging emotion, "since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

The soldiers around him immediately guarded him with vigilance for fear that a man would suddenly emerge from somewhere and hurt his general.

Nangong Yan hid in the dark and said indifferently, "general Yelv, I've heard a lot about you."

With a wave of broad sleeves, candles lit up in the camp.

When Yelv saw the man sitting behind the table, his face was surprised: "it's you!"

The soldiers beside him kept alert to the sudden Nangong inflammation. Their intuition told him that this man was not a good master to provoke.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the general's camp?" the soldiers asked.

Nangong Yan didn't answer. He didn't even look at him.

The soldiers looked angry and immediately pulled out their swords. They planned to give him some color to see.

Unfortunately, the sword was only half pulled out, and an iron fan had been set up on his neck. The fan was close to his skin, and he felt a sharp chill.

Nangong Yan raised his lips: "before I change my mind, I'd better take your sword. You're not my opponent."

General Yelv pursed his lips and looked at Nangong Yan coldly: "did you break into my camp this night just to make power? Don't let him go!"

Nangong Yan blinked and smiled, "general Yelv, you'd better be reasonable. You've seen that your subordinates want to start with me first."

"Hum, you have to be reasonable? What's the reason for you to break into my camp at night?"

Nangong Yan's long eyebrow was slightly raised without a word.

He just glanced at him, and the soldier couldn't help palpitating.

The eyes were too sharp and deep, and the sense of oppression was so strong that he hardly dared to look directly.

With a bang, the long sword fell to the ground.

Nangong Yan said to the soldier, "get out!"

Who knows, the soldiers who were still at war with him just now really went out of the camp after listening to his words, but there seemed to be something wrong in his eyes.

General Yelv frowned: "soul taking!"

Nangong Yan gently put away the black iron fan with a flat tone: "I haven't used it for a long time, but I'm a little rusty."

"Nangong Yan, what do you want to do today?"

General Yelv didn't think he came to chat with himself.

Nangong Yan did not beat around the Bush and went straight to the theme: "I just heard that you have an ice cicada in your hand, which is of great use to me. If you have any, give it to me, and the conditions are up to you."

General Yelv seemed to hear a big joke. He stared at the people in front of him and said with a sneer, "Nangong Yan, I think you need to find out that you and I are the enemy who will fight each other now. Why should I help you?"

"Well." Nangong Yan frowned and thought, "if you won't give it, I'll have to rob it."

General Yelv:... You are in other people's territory now. Can you stop being so arrogant!

Yelu had a feeling of being despised by him, so he felt more indignant: "Nangong Yan, don't think I can't beat you, if you really start..."

Nangong Yan smiled, slowly raised his right hand, poured internal power into the palm of his hand, and gently drank, "Xiao! Yao! You!"

Yelu felt that his body was sliding towards Nangong Yan uncontrollably, and Nangong Yan's robes were gradually bulging and hunting sounded.

"You are really a good soldier, but if I really want to kill you, do you think I can escape now?"

Nangong Yan withdrew his internal power in time and looked at Yelv's generals with a smile.

General Yelv just bit his teeth and said, "you're dead. Even if you kill me now, I won't give you the ice Cicada!"

Nangong Yan tutted: "why do you have to be so stubborn?"

The murderous spirit slowly gathered in Nangong Yan's eyes. The ice cicada can control his illness. The last one has been used by him. It's rare that Yelu generals also have ice cicadas in their hands. He won't miss this opportunity easily.

"I don't like killing people."

Nangong Yan approached slowly. Yelu waved a palm with all his strength, but he took it easily.

"As I said, if I want you to die, you won't live tonight. The Lord is coming. Don't force me to do it!"

Nangong Yan held the black iron fan, waved his big hand, and the cold light flashed. The sound of clothes tearing came from the air immediately.

Yelv's coat suddenly fell into pieces. Nangong Yan pressed the black iron fan against his chest and slipped gently. Blood rushed out of the wound.

General Yelu said, "I said, even if you kill me, you won't get the ice cicada. Don't be too arrogant, nangongyan. This is the Hun camp. Aren't you afraid I'll call others? Even if you have high martial arts skills, I don't think you can escape the heavy siege!"

Nangong Yan shook his head and sighed: "it seems that general Yelv is not a smart man! Don't you understand? Since I dare to come, I don't pay attention to you and the people under your hands. Besides, you can try to see whether you call people first or I kill you first."

General Yelv was angry: "Nangong Yan, don't deceive people too much!"

Nangong Yan smiled calmly: "bullying people too much? Dayan is in a fierce battle with the state of Wei. You Xiongnu chose to send troops at this time. Do you think I don't know what your idea is? Speaking of it, if it weren't for my help, Yu Qing could be today? I don't know how to be grateful, but I still covet something that doesn't belong to me."

"General Yelv, is it because I have a good temper these days, or are you brave enough to eat ambition? Dare to disturb my peace!"

Nangong Yan opened the black iron fan, waved his big hand, and immediately cut a thin piece of meat from Yelv's chest.

Yelv was sweating in pain, but he was stunned and silent. He had been on the battlefield for many years and had been dying for many times. He hadn't paid attention to this little injury.

But what he really felt powerless was that he didn't even have a chance to resist in front of this man.

Nangong Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "you don't measure your strength."

Nangong Yan knows that general Yelv is also a fierce man. It's no use trying to force him. Today is to confirm. As long as he has, Nangong Yan will always have a way to let him willingly hand over the ice cicada.

He turned and left a sentence: "you should be glad that I have believed in Buddhism since ah Xue returned to me, otherwise you might really die here today."

General Yelv showed a mocking look on his face. Apart from others, the boss of a murder organization, with bloody hands, actually said that he believed in Buddhism. How ironic!

"Nangongyan, I will surely ask you for your revenge of humiliation today!" Yelu said firmly.

Nangong Yan replied lightly: "wait at any time!"