Chapter 992

At the moment, Zheng Zixu didn't dare to be rude, and felt a murderous aura in Lin Qingxuan's body, just like the bloody aura that accompanied him when he went on an expedition, so cold and ruthless. Just a glance can make the enemy retreat three feet. It is this kind of breath that can stimulate the blood in his body, yes, that's it.

Let him see, how much has this brother surpassed him?

"Is it all going to start? Is it going to start? I'm going, what's going on! This trash actually fucked with General Lin?"

"Isn't it? Just now the two of them talked a lot, but they didn't understand it anyway, they knew that this kid was going to fight with General Lin, don't say it, put on a cape, this stinky kid has changed his personality. It's like, the momentum is enough, but I don't know how many moves I can make?"

"It goes without saying that General Lin can beat him down with one hand, how many tricks are needed! The outcome is obvious, it's just that the two of them fight, just go to the house to fight, why are you here? "

The people around were happy, but Yun Yun and Yun Zihan were completely stunned. They knew Zheng Zixu very well. How could he have any strength compared to General Lin! In this fight, two or three bones have to be broken?

Thinking of this, Yunyun hurriedly shouted: "Yuzhi, don't fight, okay? I'll go talk to the emperor and let him come out to see you."

"Yun'er, just watch it there. Even if your father comes out, it won't solve the matter between our two brothers." Even if he succeeds in borrowing troops, what if Lin Qingxuan doesn't allow it? He can get out of this country, but the borrowed troops will never get out. This battle is a must!

"Yuzhi, do you have to force me?" Lin Qingxuan said coldly, for an outsider, to expose the self that has been hidden for many years, is this what you want to do?

With a soft smile, Zheng Zixu turned the spear in his hand and said, "Brother, I just want to go my own way, I didn't force you. I don't want you to treat me like a child, understand?"

"I'm just concerned." Knowing that Zheng Zixu had made up his mind, Lin Qingxuan didn't say much. The fish intestine sword in his hand was naturally placed in front of him, and he stomped his right foot on the ground. The elegant red figure was like lightning. He rushed out like a flash, and his speed was very fast. In the eyes of other ordinary people, it was like an afterimage. In the blink of an eye, he had reached Zheng Zixu's side.

"It's good to come!" Zheng Zixu smiled in a deep voice, and the aura of the condescending man changed in an instant, like a sharp sword unsheathed, Ling Lie's breath was released, and the spear in his hand spun toward Lin Qingxuan's fish-gut sword Sweep up. One inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, attacking from a close distance is not suitable for him, but he can avoid the fish intestine sword and widen the distance between Lin Qingxuan and Lin Qingxuan.

The two fiery red figures separated when they touched each other. They were both melee weapons. Once the distance was too far apart, Zheng Zixu could not attack. Change from active to passive, no longer chasing Lin Qingxuan's figure.

On the contrary, Lin Qingxuan's figure is particularly sensitive, and the fish intestine sword in his hand has only a phantom. The long black hair danced, facing the fiery red figure, looking very enchanting, the frowning brows were high and raised, and the cold light in the black eyes released, like the Shura of hell, forcing Zheng Zixu to retreat again and again.

Damn, does it take so much effort?

Feeling Lin Qingxuan's power, Zheng Zixu had to step back. The fish intestine sword swept in front of his eyes and aimed at the cloak behind him. He avoided it every time, but he was still no match for Lin Qingxuan's figure. The cloak was cut with a big slit. If the knife fell on him on the battlefield, he would not be able to get out of bed within three or five days.

Holding the long spear in both hands, it was tightly pressed against the fish intestine sword, and the four eyes were facing each other. The cold air was overflowing. The crowd of onlookers immediately retreated to the rear. It never occurred to me that since Zheng Zixu's strength can compete with Lin Qingxuan's strength, he can still make so many moves in his hands. This is simply unbelievable.

Even Zheng Yu was stunned. He had never taught Zheng Zixu martial arts, and even did not let Yuzhi touch the sword at all. He knew that if this son was too strong, he would be targeted by the emperor and sent to the frontier. He only has such a son, he would rather Yuzhi read and write than take the path of martial arts, but after all, it is too late. Just a few simple tricks are enough, who can compare with such strength?

"When did you learn it..." Zheng Yu clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and looked at the two people in front of him. Qingxuan also deceived him, and the two of them joined hands to deceive him.

"Dang" The spear and sword collided and quickly separated. Two red figures stood on both sides of the street, each with a trace behind them, so dazzling.

Reaching out his hand to wipe the blood on his cheek, it was the moment Lin Qingxuan stabbed it. He had no time to block it, so he could only bring his face up boringly, and let the fish intestine sword scratch his own face. Fortunately, Lin Qingxuan knew the seriousness. The moment the Fish Intestine Sword fell, he immediately changed his direction, which prevented Zheng Zixu from breaking his face.

Rubbing his face in pain, Zheng Zixu felt a little helpless, while Lin Qingxuan shifted his position, his spear cut through Lin Qingxuan's cloak, looking at the blood-red opening, Zheng Zixu smiled proudly: "Brother, conceded."

After a hundred strokes have passed, the two have large and small scratches on their cloaks. Zheng Zixu untied the cloaks and said with a smug smile, "You seventeen, I sixteen, eldest brother, you lost."

"If I don't stop, you will die here!" Lin Qingxuan said while suppressing his anger, that sword was only a little short, who would have thought that Zheng Zixu would block it with his face! They are two brothers with comparable martial arts. Even Yuzhi's martial arts were taught to him in his spare time. Yuzhi's own speculation, coupled with Mu Cangyun's guidance, led to his current achievements.

"If you lose, you lose. As long as you have the means, eldest brother, you can do it too! You can hide the cloak behind you in your trousers and crotch, so that I won't dare to attack!" Zheng Zixu laughed loudly Dao, turned one hand to retract the long spear, looked at Lin Qingxuan very proudly, and said word by word: "The words count, I won, eldest brother, you are not allowed to stop me."

"I won't." Looking coldly at the person in front of him, Lin Qingxuan took back the fish intestine sword, turned and walked towards the General's Mansion.