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The battle drums sounded and the warriors from the Yan Jing's camp gathered.

After all, this was for the sake of the Central Plains. Although Yang Yong was a bad guy normally, at the moment, he was also a heroic figure.

Behind Yang Yong stood an old woman. At this moment, her mouth was moving nonstop, as if she was giving orders. Then, she saw Yang Yong nod his head and walk towards Mu Tu.

"Is there a need to wear such coquettish clothes? Shoot the bird in the lead, there are already several pairs of eyes staring at you from the other side. You are asking for good fortune!" Mu Tu shook his head, he was speechless.

"You don't understand!" Yang Yong pretended to be deep in thought as he shook his head at Mu Tu.

Then, Wang Chou walked over to the two of them with his black armor. The floating cape was a blood-red, and it looked majestic and powerful, but his voice was naturally loud as well. After all, in terms of appearance, he was clearly more handsome than Yang Yong.

"It is indeed necessary," Calamity Wang nodded at Mu Tu, and then began to choose his target from the western camp.

The two of them did not explain and it was up to the spectator, Zhao Xiaoxu, to explain, "The one who is fighting with a loud voice is actually not easy to die, both sides are stalling for time, after all, it is very easy for important figures to be killed in a battle ahead of time, and neither side is willing to see that. And those who are exhausted in a battle are naturally those with the same strength as you, but of ordinary status!"

"This is an unwritten rule!" I say, why are they so high-profile? They're not afraid of people fighting over them. " Mu Tu was a little stupefied, so it turned out that there were still some paths hidden within.

"That's true. Haven't you seen the history of the Central Plains? Most of the deaths are due to famous generals. Even those with high positions and status would be conferred the title of a small duke if they lost. Continue living and drinking to their hearts' content!" Yang Yong patted Mu Tu's shoulder, and taught him sincerely and earnestly like an elder.

"Damn, why didn't you guys say so earlier? What should I do then?" Mu Tu rolled his eyes at Yang Yong.

"It's fine. Just follow us in a while. The three of us can kill a Central Plains traitor, that Gao Wen!" Do you see that it's not the person in front of you who is wearing a set of leather armor and wielding a pair of sabers? " Although there were unspoken rules, as the son of the Military Chief, he still wanted to kill Gao Wen.

Unfortunately, their ideas were good, but they had no choice but to split up very quickly. The twenty-four of them stood opposite to one another on the battlefield, while Mu Tu and Yang Yong were separated far apart from the others.

Seeing that he was assigned to Sival the handkerchief and to Galahad, who was standing opposite to Yang Yong, Calamity was at a loss for words. What should he do to these people that did not make a move?

Then, he looked at Mu Tu's opponent, Gao Wen, Central Plains Goo.

"Can this opponent be switched?" Calamity King asked the bailiff who had come to report.

"No, no, this is the list of opponents that the manager, Mr. Liu, has set up. Young Master Wang is not allowed to exchange positions with him!" The bailiff seemed to recognize this Yan Jing's tyrant, his voice trembling as he objected.

"This is really troublesome," Yang Yong looked at his opponent disappointedly. How about he drag Galahad to fight it out? After all, he was a Knight of the Round Table, and was ranked so high up, he should at least have the strength to do so!

However, Zhao Xiaoxu warned Mu Tu, "Be careful, don't put your life on the line too fast. Gao Wen isn't someone that you can kill alone, so don't go all out like a fool and conserve your strength.

"It's fine. If it really doesn't work, we'll first defeat our opponent and then go over there to help that ruthless person." Calamity Wang said.

"Knock knock knock!" The battle drum once again rang out. The sky rumbled and the earth shook as it urged the martial artists to go up on stage.

Each of them was led to their respective dueling platforms by yamen runners to meet their respective opponents. Although the duo called the duels a little exaggerated, this time, both sides were in the same huge arena. Only a small part of them were separated as each other's battlefield.

Looking at the Gao Wen in front of his eyes, Mu Tu felt a little dizzy. It wasn't that Gao Wen was ugly, it was just that outside of him was the appearance of a person from the Central Plains, but his clothes were truly out of place. The black colored stockings and a pair of slightly taller shoes made him look like he was two meters tall.

"Gao Wen?" Mu Tu could not help but confirm. Although he looked like he was from the Central Plains, killing the wrong person would not be good.

"En!" The man on the other side nodded his head, then took off his white gloves and threw it at Mu Tu.

Mu Tu immediately dodged. This hidden weapon was indeed different from the people from the Central Plains, but how powerful could it be?

Seeing Mu Tu's face as though he was facing a great enemy, Gao Wen thought for a moment, then realized that the fellow in front of him might not understand Western etiquette, but he did not say much either. He looked at the concerned diplomatic ambassador behind him, Florence, and nodded his head, then he unsheathed his twin blades and looked at Mu Tu coldly.

"Kill," Towards this Central Wasteland Goblin, Mu Tu did not hold back, immediately pulling out the Twilight Knife behind him, the seven of them shook, releasing a clear and melodious sound, then with a boom, Mu Tu stepped on the ground, the swimming movement was instantly activated, and his entire person rushed towards Gao Wen.

At this moment, the Ziwei Star channeled her Chen-Force, and the membrane around her body, under the training of the martial arts teaching, had already blended into her skin. Only, she could see a faint purple color on the skin of her arm, which was extremely valuable.

As he moved forward, the blade intent became denser and denser. The gold ring on top of the Twilight Knife began to move rhythmically, causing the surrounding invisible energy to tremble as well.

Although he did not know the name of Dao Yi, he could clearly feel his own blade shaking. He could feel it, but he never thought that a small martial art show like this would actually have a top tier sword artist that could resonate with it, Gao Wen's heart was in turmoil, it had to be said that in the west, sword artists were extremely rare, and there were only three types of masters like gun contradiction.

The Qi in Gao Wen's hands surged, and the two blades in his hands suddenly released a resplendent golden light. Soon after, there was a sharp "ding" sound, and the rhythmic Twilight Knife and the resplendent golden light collided.

The air was trembling, stirring up the surrounding smoke and dust, the two of them stood there without moving, competing with each other using inner force, while the Qi was recklessly destroying the surroundings.