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- Chapter 346 Three Knives
Descend? Still not going down?
Ling Tong still has family members in Jiangdong. Although his Ling family is not a wealthy family in Wuzhong, they still have property and industry. . .
Now, if Yan Liang is surrendered, he will give up his family and career, and it is still unknown whether Sun Quan, the Marquis of Wu, will be angry with his Ling family.
Ling Tong had to worry about all kinds of fetters.
"However, if you don't surrender, you will die under Yan Liang's sword today. Once this person dies, his fame, fortune, family property and land will all have nothing to do with him. Even if he is as rich as the enemy, it will be of no use.
???????????????????? The hero in front of us, who is superb in martial arts and resourceful, seems to be better than the Marquis of Wu in terms of courage, strategy, and even magnanimity.
It may not be impossible to follow such a hero, become famous all over the world, and achieve unparalleled achievements.
Thinking of this, Ling Tong's heart couldn't help but waver again, and he hesitated for a long time between surrendering and not surrendering.
Yan Liang, who was standing with his sword drawn horizontally, was already impatient and said coldly: "A real man should act vigorously and resolutely. It is easier to surrender or not. Why bother to grind like that woman?"
Hearing Yan Liang's sarcastic remarks, Ling Tong frowned and became angry.
At this time, Yan Liang said again: "Well, I will give you another chance. Ling Gongji, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"What are you betting on?" Ling Tong asked suspiciously.
"If I can't defeat you within three strikes, I will open a road and let you go. If you win with three strikes, you must surrender immediately."
Yan Liang looked arrogant and spoke confidently, with such strong self-confidence that he seemed not to take Ling Tong seriously at all.
This arrogance and confidence sounded to Ling Tong as a blatant contempt for his martial arts.
Ling Tong was angry.
Although he knew that Yan Liang's martial arts was superb and that he was no match for him, he did not believe that Yan Liang's martial arts was so strong that he could not even take three moves.
"Why, Ling Gongji, it's possible that you don't even have the confidence to survive three moves. Could it be that I'm going to let you fail with one more move?"
Yan Liang smiled sarcastically, adding fuel to Ling Tong's anger.
Ling Tong was completely angered and said sternly: "Yan Liang, don't be arrogant. Ling will make a bet with you. I don't believe you can defeat me in three moves."
Those who cherish fame must have weaknesses, and Ling Tong fell into the trap of provoking generals.
"Very good. It's rare for you to have such courage, Ling Gongji. What are you waiting for? Let's take action."
Yan Liang sneered, and held the sword in his arms instead. He didn't make any preparations to attack, as if he didn't take Ling Tong into consideration at all.
Yan Liang's confidence and calmness made Ling Tong feel more and more humiliated, his dignity was stung, and the anger in his heart was raging.
The rolling murderous intent made the more than ten cavalry soldiers on the left and right feel fearful. They knew that the next confrontation between the two would be a master showdown beyond imagination, and its degree of danger was far beyond what they imagined.
These remnants of the soldiers were secretly afraid and instinctively moved back on their horses for fear of being affected by the two men's blades.
Under the bright firelight, the two riders stood a few steps apart, hunting and killing intent spreading wildly in all directions.
Ling Tong held the sword tightly, his face gloomy and alert.
Yan Liang, however, held the long knife in his arms, stood with his head held high, and with a bit of a smile on his lips, he looked at his opponent calmly.
? One picture and one relaxed, the momentum of the two people is completely different, forming a sharp contrast.
Yan Liang¡¯s relaxed and confident smile was like a blade, mercilessly stinging Ling Tong¡¯s self-esteem.
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With a loud shout, Ling Tong clamped his legs on the horse's belly and shot out like lightning.
He roared on his horse and charged towards Yan Liang. The sword in his hand flashed with cold light and swept across him in an instant with light like the flowing moon.
Almost in a breath, Ling Tong was already approaching, slashing at Yan Liang with the sword in his hand.
The Wu soldiers watching the battle all held their breaths. They were surprised to find that Yan Liang showed no signs of taking action, as if he was shocked by his general's momentum.
The hearts of all the Wu soldiers suddenly surged with ecstasy, thinking that their general was about to win.
The moment before the blade struck, Yan Liang suddenly moved. Before the naked eye could see his movements clearly, the long sword in his arms had already slashed towards Ling Tong.
"The last attack came first, the sword was so fast that it hit the target in one step."Tradition.
Ling Tong was horrified. He never expected Yan Liang's movement to be so fast. Without thinking, he turned his sword and swung it diagonally towards the frame.
The extremely fierce blade, carrying a mad force that Ling Tong had never seen in his life, struck like a rainbow.
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There was a loud cracking sound, and the flying sparks burned the back of Ling Tong's hand.
When the wrong horse passed by, Ling Tong felt that the force like a long river poured into his body in an instant, like countless wet whips, lashing his internal organs together.
It was even more difficult to control the rolling energy and blood. Unable to hold back, Ling Tong opened his mouth and spurted out a bunch of blood arrows.
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At this time, Ling Tong was in severe pain, and his heart was instantly filled with unprecedented shock. He never expected that the legendary Yan Liang was actually so powerful.
But Yan Liang, who reined in his horse and turned around, still had a calm expression on his face, as if he had not been affected by the previous confrontation at all.
"It's really incredible that this person's martial arts skills are so strong"
Ling Tong was horrified, half of all his anger and confidence had been cut off with just one strike.
"I gave you the first move. Now it's time for me to make the second move. Be careful."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Liang's body shot out like lightning, and his towering body came to him in the blink of an eye.
The long knife in his hand, which drank countless blood, whizzed out and struck at the head with a force that surged like an angry wave.
Before the blade could reach him, the suffocating force of oppression hit him overwhelmingly, causing Ling Tong to feel sluggish and almost breathless.
Ling Tong knew that this sword was extremely dangerous, so he could only suppress his anger, roared, and raised the sword with all his strength to block it.
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Amidst the roar, the blades collided, and in an instant, the huge force of the earth shattering, like the frenzy of breaking a dike, continuously impacted down.
Ling Tong's insides were about to burst, blood was pouring from his mouth, and his arms could no longer support him, and he collapsed.
The cold and piercing blade was already pressed against the helmet. If it moved even lower, Ling Tong's head would be cut open.
With life and death on the line, Ling Tong couldn't care less about the pain in his heart and could only use all his strength to fight with his sword.
Just when he was clenching his teeth, almost frantically trying to stop him with all his strength, a sneer flashed across the corner of Yan Liang's mouth.
The overwhelming strength suddenly retreated, the ape's arms moved, and the third move was fired like lightning.
Before Ling Tong could react, the shining blade was like a crescent moon, whizzing towards his neck.
Withdrawing and launching moves as fast as lightning, Ling Tong, whose strength was relieved, simply couldn't change his moves to block them.
Seeing the blade attack, Ling Tong felt a surge of despair in his heart, but he could only accept the killing.
The whistling blade stopped just in front of his neck, and the strong wind whizzed by like a knife, making his skin ache.
The desperate Ling Tong was immediately surprised, surprised that Yan Liang did not kill him.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Liang had withdrawn the blade. When Ling Tong recovered from the danger of life and death, Yan Liang had already resumed his posture of standing leisurely with the long sword in his arms.
"Three swords have passed, Ling Gongji, do you accept it or not?"
Yan Liang looked so calm, his razor-sharp eyes staring at him with a sneer, his words full of confidence and pride.
Ling Tong, who had narrowly escaped death, could no longer feel the pain in his chest. His spirit was completely occupied by horror and lamentation.
At this moment, all his self-confidence has been shattered by Yan Liang's three unstoppable swords. He never expected that he really couldn't resist the opponent's three swords.
The martial arts of the man in front of me has reached such a terrifying level.
Yan Liang knew it well.
Of course he was confident that his martial arts skills were definitely superior to Ling Tong's, but honestly speaking, if it was a normal fight, he would not be able to defeat Ling Tong without more than ten moves.
It was only in the previous fight that Yan Liangzhi had suffered internal injuries and was weak in strength, so he was confident that he could defeat Ling Tong in three moves with all his strength.
Facts have proved that Yan Liang¡¯s judgment is correct.
"General Yan has superb martial arts skills, and Ling Tong is willing to be defeated." After a long time of depression, Ling Tong finally reluctantly admitted defeat.
After saying that, he turned over and dismounted, walked with difficulty to Yan Liang, knelt down on the ground, cupped his hands and said: "Ling originally surrendered to the bet, but now he is willing to surrender to the general and serve him as a dog and horse."
Ling Tong is also a man of his word. If he loses, he loses. He can only put all worries in his mind and surrender to Yan Liang willingly.
Ling Tong surrendered like this, and the other Wu soldiers could only fall to the ground and ask Yan Liang to surrender.
Being able to force Ling Tong to surrender gave Yan Liang a stronger sense of accomplishment than winning a victory.
Yan Liang was so excited that he couldn't help laughing as he thought about adding another good water warrior to his command.
"This general, De Gongji, will wipe out Soochow in the future and increase his chances of winning. Please call on Gongji as soon as possible."
Yan Liang immediately jumped off the horse and helped Ling Tong up with his own hands, comforting and appreciating him greatly.
At this time, when Fang Yi surrendered, Yan Liang changed his previous arrogance and treated him with courtesy, which relieved Ling Tong's lonely mood a little.
At that moment, Yan Liang and Ling Tong rode together, chatting and laughing, and walked down the mountain together.
"At the bottom of the mountain, Zhang Liao and other generals saw their lord and started fighting with Ling Tong, thinking that their lord planned to kill Ling Tong if he refused to return and surrender.
However, in the blink of an eye, he saw Ling Tong kneeling on the ground again, with a look of surrender, and then he followed his lord down the mountain talking and laughing. In the blink of an eye, the situation changed drastically, and he was already surrendering.
Zhang Liao and others all had expressions of surprise on their faces, wondering in their hearts what methods Yan Liang used to actually subdue Ling Tong.
Under the eyes of everyone with surprise and admiration, Yan Liang came down from the mountain proudly and arranged for Ling Tong to be quickly sent to Xiangyang to recover from his injuries.
After Ling Tong was sent away, Yan Liang turned his eyes to the east and said calmly: "Go back to Wuping, eat and drink well, and have a good rest. Let's just sit and wait for Zhou Yu to come." (To be continued. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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