Lianpo, who had landed on the ground, exerted strength on his waist and jumped up. He became even angrier and shouted,""You're dead!"
Lianpo roared like a wild beast. His body's speed reached its limit as he quickly attacked Li Cunxiao. The wind from the fist turned into thousands of afterimages that floated in the air and attacked Li Cunxiao from all directions.
"Old fogey, take this." Li Cunxiao shouted, his hand speed was very fast, catching all of Lianpo's attacks. In the gaps between his defenses, he kept punching out, hitting Lianpo's weak spots. The air buzzed, but he could tell where the real fist was.
This was a battle between experts.
The soldiers of the State of Zhao no longer dared to underestimate Li Cunxiao, but they were more inclined towards Lianpo. After all, they were the same as Lianpo, both from the State of Zhao.
Zhao Sheng had a bad feeling and started to worry.
Yan Dan and Gao Jianli were full of confidence in Li Cunxiao. They wished that Li Cunxiao could defeat Lianpo right now to avenge the humiliation that Lianpo had just humiliated the Yan Country.
Wei Mou's eyes were relaxed. Although he was a top expert, he could only be Lord Xinling's hanger-on. Lianpo was a first-rate expert, but he could become the pillar of the country of Zhao and become one of the four famous generals of the Warring States Period. The gap between them was obvious.
Now, Lianpo and Li Cunxiao were evenly matched. One could see their strength.
Han Jie, on the other hand, was looking forward to it. He hoped that Lianpo could kill Li Cunxiao, and then kill Ying Zheng along the way. In this way, not only could Han get rid of a great threat, but they could also save themselves the trouble of being accused, and let the State of Zhao bear the pressure of the Qin army.
In this way,
When the Qin army arrived, Han Country would take the opportunity to ask for money and food from Zhao Country. Han Jie couldn't help but fantasize about such a beautiful thing.
Li Cunxiao finally seized the opportunity and threw a punch at Lianpo. Just as Lianpo was about to receive it, he changed his fist into a palm and grabbed Lianpo's rough hand.
" Die!" he shouted, and his power exploded. His blood boiled, and his right hand was like a pincer, grabbing onto Lianpo's wrist. When his index finger and thumb pierced into the bone, even Lianpo couldn't help but feel pain.
Li Cunxiao didn't hesitate and flipped Lianpo's palm upwards. Lianpo retreated but he couldn't even move his hand as if his life was being grabbed.
He took the opportunity to hug Lianpo, raising his knee and slamming it into the old general's abdomen. The armor cracked and his internal organs were in great pain. Lianpo spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying by Li Cunxiao's punch.
Lianpo's headscarf had fallen off, and his hair was draped over his shoulders, blocking his spirited gaze. He looked very pathetic. In addition, his face was pale, and there was blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any moment.
It was hard to imagine that this was the famous general of Zhao, Lianpo. It was as if the person in front of him was just an ordinary old man without that exquisite armor.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Lianpo felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. The anger in his chest exploded, flowing through his meridians and coursing through his entire body. His body was filled with strength, and the pain weakened a little.
"Go to hell!" Lianpo roared angrily, stabbing his sword towards Li Cunxiao.
The long sword shook and turned into countless silver-white afterimages that covered the sky. The sword light flickered and the chill spread. Combined with his internal strength, the moment he approached Li Cunxiao, the afterimages were gathered together and gathered on the bright long sword.
The sharp blade was aimed at Li Cunxiao's heart and was about to pierce through his heart and end this warrior's life.
"Despicable! This Lianpo actually used a weapon." Gao Jianli slammed the table angrily.
"Looks like this Lianpo has gone crazy. Otherwise, he wouldn't do such a shameless thing. I once heard from my father that Lianpo has always cherished his reputation, but now he is doing such a crazy thing.”Crown Prince Dan said.
"What do you mean crazy? I think he should have exposed his true nature.”Gao Jianli said unhappily.
The sword.
It was already close to Li Cunxiao's heart.
Zhao Sheng was overjoyed. He was finally going to get rid of a scourge. Although it was not very glorious, it was not glorious. Anyway, it was good as long as he could get rid of it. With Zhao Wang's personality, he definitely wouldn't make things too difficult for Lianpo.
Wei Mou stopped looking.
Han Jie was extremely excited. After Li Cunxiao died, it would soon be Ying Zheng's turn. He really hoped that this moment would come sooner. Although it wasn't very honorable to fight an empty-handed person with a sword, it had nothing to do with Han Jie. He was from Han, not Zhao.
Li Cunxiao gripped the blade and used his internal strength to block Lianpo's attack. A terrifying tearing feeling came from his palm. His skin was cut open, and blood gushed out, dripping continuously, dying Li Cunxiao's clothes red.
Seeing that the sword didn't move, Lianpo increased his strength, but it was still useless.
Li Cunxiao's body shook as his internal strength surged, filling his meridians and coursing through his entire body. The strength in his right hand increased a little, and with a slight movement, the long sword immediately broke. The blood surged even more violently, turning into a waterfall that flew down and crashed into the red earth.
Lianpo was shocked. This sword was actually broken. It was made of bronze, but it was broken by Li Cunxiao just like that.
His internal strength surged and his muscles contracted. When his consciousness gave the order, he moved quickly and cooperated closely without any extra movements.
Roar!
With a tiger roar, the blood-red right hand grabbed Lianpo's throat. Li Cunxiao picked up Lianpo and threw him heavily on the ground. After three consecutive hits, he threw Lianpo far away.
He lifted the broken sword, and the tip of the sword stabbed into the floor. He dragged it forward, making a terrifying sound.
This metallic sound caused the scalps of the Zhao soldiers to go numb, and they did not dare to move.
Li Cunxiao had a ferocious smile on his face as he ran quickly, stabbing towards Lianpo's neck.
No one dared to look anymore!
The sound of the sword disappeared.
All was silent,
Floating in the air,
He was about to cut off Lianpo's neck.
The famous general of Zhao,
Lian Po,
He died just like that.
"I don't want to." Zhao Sheng shouted. If Lianpo died, Zhao would lose at least half of their strength.
The sword was very merciless at this moment.
He was still approaching Lianpo without any emotions.
"That's enough, Cunxiao!" Ying Zheng spoke.
After hearing Ying Zheng's words, the dashing sword light stopped in mid-air like a horse being pulled by its reins.
Blood gushed out of Li Cunxiao's palm and dyed the sword red.
"Good!" Li Cunxiao actually agreed, and he agreed very quickly.
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