Chapter 781

The dark night was lit by the war, the war horses neighed in their ears, and the strong smell of blood drifted around, intertwined with the ups and downs of the wail.

The Yan army was so fierce that it took the Huns by surprise.

Yelv generals and huyanchi can only resist in embarrassment, but they are still in vain. Not to mention the greedy wolf riding in the Yan army. Before long, the Hun army has been killed and injured countless.

"Nangong Yan!" general Yelu's face was splashed with blood. He looked straight at Nangong Yan and wanted to swallow it into his stomach.

Nangong Yan heard it.

He looked in the direction of Yelv's generals. His eyebrows and eyes were gentle and there was no hostility, as if he was not the maker of the killing.

At this moment, huyanchi has got rid of the entanglement of Yan army. With a long knife, the Royal horse runs straight to nangongyan.

The greedy wolf riding in the fierce battle subconsciously wanted to protect nangongyan. Nangongyan just made a gesture, so they didn't take another look here.

Because Nangong Yan asked them not to intervene, they no longer pay attention. At this time, they have cultivated tacit understanding and trust over the years.

"Huyanchi?" Nangong Yan gently raised his eyebrows, confirming the other party's identity.

Huyanchi waved the long knife in his hand and smiled grimly: "nangongyan, we finally met. I thought you were a shrinking tortoise and would hide in the camp all the time."

Nangong Yan gently swept his face and, as expected, made him feel sick.

"Well, let's have a good time today!"

Nangong Yan smiled: "fight with me, can you?"

Naked contempt!

The evil fire of the Qi in Huyan's pure heart soared, but it was light on the surface: "can you try and know!"

Huyanchi's legs were severely pinched. The horse ate pain and roared into nangongyan.

Huyanchi took the opportunity to wave a long knife and cut nangongyan's neck. Nangongyan held the reins, then directly lay on his horse's back, raised his right foot and kicked huyanchi's wrist.

Huyanchi wanted to take back the long knife, but nangongyan held it. He couldn't move any more.

Nangong Yan had already sat up. He jumped into the air with his strength and threw the long knife back hard. The long knife broke away from huyanchi's control, "clang" fell to the ground and raised a gust of wind and sand.

Huyan chideng was a little angry. Nangong Yan hooked his lips with a smile and kicked the horse directly in the head.

Frightened, the war horse rushed directly into the crowd, causing another riot.

Nangong Yan took out the black iron fan from his waist, threw it out with his backhand, huyanchi breathed sluggishly, and quickly turned over and dismounted, but it was a step too late. One of his arms was cut off by the black iron fan.

The black iron fan returned to Nangong Yan's hand with a whirl.

Once the fan is opened, the blood will return.

This is the rule of black iron fan.

"It was hidden."

Nangong Yan had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, and his tone seemed to be a little regretful.

Let ah Xue in danger, as long as his arm is really too cheap for him.

Huyanchi endured the sharp pain, covered the wound and stared at Nangong Yan with resentment.

Nangong Yan faintly spit out a sentence: "you don't have enough classes to fight with me."

Huyanchi seemed to have been humiliated. He directly grabbed the weapons in the hands of the people around him, so he had to go forward and fight with nangongyan.

Then he stopped directly in front of him, "are you crazy?"

Huyanchi's eyes were red with anger. He said angrily, "Yelv will just get out of my way! I'll fight with him today!"

Yelv said angrily, "what do you spell? Take the other arm? Don't you withdraw quickly!"

"No!" Huyan bared his teeth. "One day is the general, and the end result should be the battlefield!"

General Yelv was almost annoyed by huyanchi: "do you want the Huns to be destroyed?"

"It's better to die in battle than to abandon your armor and be a deserter!"

Nangong Yan heard their conversation and looked at Sen Han: "what did general Yelv say? You don't want to run today!"

At the moment of fierce battle between the two sides, an old voice came from somewhere: "Amitabha, goodness!"

I saw an old monk in gray walking steadily towards them. Both sides had stopped and were looking at the man.

"Benefactor, we meet again." the old monk folded his palms and slowly saluted Nangong Yan. Even in the battlefield, he was still calm, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Nangong Yan was surprised and said, "it's you?"

It was the old monk who spoke to him in huijue temple.

"It's me."

Nangong Yan gently wrung his eyebrows: "what are you doing here?"

The old monk smiled: "I want to turn fighting into friendship this time."

"What, did I hear you right?" Nangong Yan roared up to the sky. Then he looked at the man coldly, "old monk, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I'm already here. Do you think I'm kidding, benefactor?"

"No." Nangong Yan said coldly, "I just think you're tired of living. Shouldn't monks be empty? What are you doing if they don't come to interfere with the affairs of the world of mortals

The old monk said calmly, "benefactor, it's not a good thing to kill more evil than you. It's better to stop now."

Stop? Nangong Yan suddenly felt that the old monk didn't want to die, but that he was sick at all.

"Why didn't you let the Xiongnu cavalry stop when they attacked Dayan and maimed my Dayan people? Old monk, I don't know who you are. It seems that you are a Buddhist. I'll spare your life today. If you want to pester me again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The old monk was silent for a moment, then looked at Nangong Yan and said word by word: "if the Huns are willing to stop and make peace with Dayan and promise never to invade Dayan again?"

Nangong Yan showed his sharp edge in his eyes: "first, now we have the upper hand. It doesn't make any sense for the Xiongnu to seek peace with Dayan. As for the second..."

Nangong Yan leaned over his horse's head and said with great interest, "at the moment, I'm very curious about who you are. Can you make a decision for the whole Xiongnu?"

Just then, Yelu suddenly exclaimed, "you are a great wizard!" his tone was slowly unbelievable.

Hearing the sound, the old monk slowly turned around. He smiled: "the general has just grown up. If he is really like a man as his name, he has become a powerful general!"

Ignoring his surroundings, general Yelv staggered forward. When he came to the old monk, general Yelv, an iron man, bent his legs and knelt down directly.

"Great wizard, I thought..."

The old monk then said, "I thought I was dead, didn't I?"

"Great wizard, what the hell is going on?"