The First Tyrant of Daxia

"Is your head inlaid with gold? I can't be killed?" He Ya responded sharply and was extremely arrogant. With his strength, there was no fear or caution.

Akins roared, shook his halberd, and the ground cracked.

"it is good!"

"For many years, I haven't met anyone who can fight. You killed Wushu, so you have the right to die!"

After that, he pointed at the top of the city wall with great contempt: "Emperor of Daxia, where is your adopted son Mu Le? Let him roll down as well and attack together!"

"Otherwise, I'm afraid He Ya won't last more than ten moves!"

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes with murderous intent. This bastard is really arrogant!

Tens of thousands of soldiers were all furious!

Not to mention He Ya, his eyes darkened, murderous intent surged, he clamped his legs on the horse's belly, the warhorse neighed, and rushed out in an instant.

"You are looking for death!"

He gnashed his teeth and flew into a rage.

It was like a chariot, with no way of retreating, and was extremely terrifying.

Akins' eyes were erected. He looked completely different in combat state, extremely captivating. His warhorse did not move, and his Fang Tian Hua Ji swung out a crescent shape.

boom!

It was as if a mountain was collapsing, with muffled sounds and sparks of fire.

The two men's weapons separated in an instant, and He Ya's eyes became solemn for a moment. When two masters fight, one move is enough to tell the strength of the opponent.

Others were shocked that this person could take He Ya's attack without moving at all!

The Turkic military roared wildly.

"General Akins, invincible!!"

Ashina Yuangu on the king's tent revealed a stern smile and waved his hand. Countless horns were blown, covering the sky and the earth.

"Try to take my halberd too!"

Under the horn, Akins' blood boiled, as if he was born for the battlefield.

Huchi...

The Fang Tian Hua Ji broke through the air with a terrible sound, like a mountain pressing down.

He Ya's eyes were reflected and the hairs on his body stood on end. He didn't even react like this when Mu Le was hit.

"Ah!!" He screamed hysterically, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he chose to take it head-on, holding his spear horizontally to block the Fang Tian Hua Ji.

boom!

"hiss!"

The warhorse under He Ya wailed, unable to bear such a horrible weight. Its hooves bent and it almost fell to the ground.

Click, click, click!

There was the sound of joints and bones popping. He Ya's eyes were bloodshot and his arms were slightly bent, but he took the move.

On the other hand, Akins was incredibly strong, but his face was just red and he didn't look like he was struggling at all!

"Yes, you are one of the best warriors in the world, but that's all."

"So much nonsense!" He Ya tried his best, shook off the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and killed madly with sharp eyes!

Bang bang bang!

After the two of them tested each other, a melee ensued!

He Ya didn't say anything, there were only all kinds of terrifying spear stabbing, chopping, and smashing, it was airtight and suffocating!

But Akins remained calm and also fought back terribly.

There were loud bangs and dust flying everywhere, and I couldn't tell how many cracks there were on the ground.

Qin Yun's palms were sweaty. Although he was not good at fighting, he could see that He Ya was in a passive position.

He Ya practiced martial arts since he was young and mastered horse fighting skills. At the age of ten, he was washed by mountain waterfalls every day. At the age of twelve, he fought a leopard with bare hands. At the age of fifteen, he killed a tiger with one hand. At the age of seventeen, he single-handedly slaughtered a mountain of horse bandits.

He started to fight in the sea of ​​blood and corpses at the age of eighteen and led the army for several years. Until today, only Mu Le made him feel difficult.

When he defected to Wang Min, he used only seven spears to turn the strongest and most invincible general of the Sima family faction in Xiliang into a hornet's nest.

But now, he was actually being beaten back step by step by this Akins.

After twenty-eight moves, He Ya was completely at a disadvantage. Blood was oozing from his knuckles. He could only receive the attacks but not attack in return.

boom!

Akins swept across, almost knocking He Ya's spear off his horse: "Boy, it's time to die!"

He chopped with his Fang Tian Hua Ji fiercely and with such speed that it was dizzying, as if the power had no end, and it was as if he was holding such a heavy Fang Tian Hua Ji as if he was playing with it.

"Be careful!" There was a cry of surprise from the top of the city wall.

He Ya felt a sense of crisis so intense that he rolled in the air from his horse's back and narrowly avoided the halberd. However, the halberd, which was almost sticking to his body, still cut off a strand of his black hair.

The young general, who seemed invincible, suffered a tragic defeat.

He is angry!

He won't allow himself to lose!

"Ah!!" He roared wildly, his blood rushed back, veins appeared, and his hand bones banged. He would rather die than retreat, and he would fight again.

Akins roared and swung his Fang Tian Hua Ji even more violently, smashing it with a loud bang, as if he was the only one in the world.

The cheers and roars of the Turks became more and more excited and bloodthirsty, as if they had seen the outcome, were feeling proud and were venting their anger.

On the other hand, there was a dead silence on the city wall. Liu Wanshi and others were numb from head to toe. Who the hell could have thought that this person could suppress He Ya, and even...

Then what Akins said about beating Mu Le and He Ya to death, wasn't that arrogant?

Mu Le was dignified, staring at the horrific battlefield between the two, and said urgently: "He Ya is no match for him, and he still has an old wound on his abdomen. He refuses to retreat. If he continues to fight like this, the wound will split open."

"And...I'm afraid we're going to lose."

Hearing this, everyone's heart sank even more, and their only bit of luck was shattered.

Qin Yun's face darkened slightly, and he cursed in his heart, "He is really a modern-day Lu Bu!" He couldn't watch He Ya lose, nor could he let He Ya die in battle.

He immediately gave the order: "Mu Le!"

"I'm here!" Mu Le was ready, his blood boiling. He didn't know when a tiger-head spear appeared in his hand. The spear body shone with the sunlight, and it was extremely intimidating.

Top-level generals will not be afraid, even if Akins is as big as a mountain.

"Leave the city as quickly as possible. If you can launch a surprise attack, there is no need for an open fight. I don't want to talk about martial ethics. I just want the head of this Akins!"

"If neither of you can kill him... then..."

"Liu Wanshi, the sharpshooter in the army, go to me immediately and coat all the arrows with poison. You and He Ya force him closer to the city wall. If he is killed by random arrows, it will count!"

After Qin Yun finished speaking, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He didn't want to imitate the pedantic Han people and talk about a one-on-one fight.

If I can't win, I'll just gang up on you and use dirty tricks. There's no need to let you live and kill everyone on the battlefield.

The generals were stunned, especially Mu Le, and then they all clasped their fists and said, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Just like that, all parties quickly took action and began to prepare!

Ever since He Ya fell into a disadvantage, Qin Yun had no intention of letting Akins leave alive. Rather than boosting the morale of tens of thousands of Turkic soldiers on the opposite side, it would be better to let them watch Akins die tragically and have their faith shattered.

In the fierce battle outside the city, both sides would attack several times in one breath.

He Ya reached his utmost level, fighting to the death with a fierce and fierce spirit, and fought off Akins for another thirty moves. His hands were covered in blood, and his horse's nose was bleeding. It was quite tragic.

Akins was irritated, and he charged forward on his horse like a hundred thousand chariots, roaring, "Boy, you pissed me off!"

The Fang Tian Hua Ji was like a force splitting Mount Huashan. He was using all his strength to smash He Ya into a pulp.

He Ya's bloodthirsty eyes froze and he smelled suffocation. It was too strong!

But he did not give up and struck out with all his strength.

Click! !

The spear broke into pieces...