Peng Yue's expression changed and he hurriedly dodged. He was unwilling to die with an unknown Qin general. The chaos began. At this time, it was the stage of heroes. His play had not started yet, so how could he dare to end in a hurry?

Li Yuan stabbed the sky with a spear, but it never stopped. The copper spear was like a stick and a gun, and the moves were like a river and waves, endlessly. Each move was to try his best, and each move was to gain life with his life. Peng Yue, who was at a disadvantage in the momentum, was forced to dodge left and right, shouting in a muffled manner, but there was no way for a moment.

Peng Yue did not expect that Li Yuan's fighting experience was so old that the seven years of life in volunteer soldiers gave Li Yuan an irreplaceable precious wealth and the capital for him to survive in this troubled times. Without the help of the golden finger, Li Yuan believed that he could survive well.

Peng Yue screamed strangely, but he was able to use his tricks. He had the upper hand in strength. But at this time, unless he was willing to fight with Li Yuan, he would have to be beaten and eat ashes before Li Yuan could do his best. This battle was obviously sure to win, but he was still so frustrated. It is conceivable that Peng Yue was in a bad mood.

The fierce fighting between the two in front of the formation made the thieves and the Qin generals and soldiers who were watching the battle open their mouths one by one. For the thieves, there were armed battles every day, but such a fierce fighting was rare. The Qin soldiers were even more surprised by Li Yuan's force. Many new recruits did not expect that Li Yuan would be so fierce.

In this troubled times, everyone hopes for a strong leader. Before, they obeyed Li Yuan's orders only due to the constraints of the Qin army's military laws. Now, they began to recognize Li Yuan from the bottom of their hearts. The generals of both sides began to cheer for one side, and the offensive stopped. When people's physical strength was always exhausted, when Li Yuan stabbed the 70th spear, his body was shaking out, and his physical strength gradually overdrawn.

"bite!"

With a crisp sound of metal collision, Peng Yue finally found a way to deal with Li Yuan's lifeless fighting method, which is to use his strength to reduce his strength and continuously consume Li Yuan's physical strength.

Peng Yue tried his best to sweep the copper spear that Li Yuan stabbed, and Li Yuan opened his chest with empty door! A cruel murderous intent flashed through Peng Yue's eyes. After waiting for a long time and being depressed for a long time, the opportunity finally came!

Li Yuan's tiger's mouth was trembling, the copper spear was raised high, and the round shield had long been abandoned on the ground, but Peng Yue's sharp sword had already pierced his chest, and the heart's jumping was about to be pierced by the cold sword edge, which made the Qin generals who were holding limited hope sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Kill him!" Among the bandits, some impatient thieves were already screaming.

Life and death are about to come, Li Yuan suddenly laughed, the corners of his mouth bent slightly, like a fox stole food. When he couldn't afford to send it, Li Yuan's knees seemed to be ready, and he bent and squatted in advance. This is the last chance!

"puff!"

Peng Yue's long sword pierced into Li Yuan's body without any effort, exerting too much force, the copper sword was so deep that it was firmly embedded in the bones.

"Go to die!" A ferocious sneer appeared on Peng Yue's face. Finally, he solved this troublesome opponent and completed Liu Bang's instructions. In front of Xiang Liang, Liu Bang was nothing, but in front of famous thieves such as Peng Yue, Liu Bang had much greater influence.

But Peng Yue's sneer quickly condensed, because he saw a sneer and sneer on Li Yuan's face that was even more ferocious and prouder than him.

Peng Yue's sword pierced Li Yuan's chest, but it did not stab the vital parts of the central organs. With the help of advanced medical knowledge in later generations, Li Yuan had a clear understanding of the structure of the body, which gave him the opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

The sword entered the ribs and was held tightly by the hard bones, making Peng Yue unable to pull the sword back. Just when he was stunned, Li Yuan had already rushed over. Li Yuan's right fist clenched tightly, and quickly hit Peng Yue's fist on the fragile place on his face. Then he had a second punch with his right hand, hitting Peng Yue's soft spot under his ribs.

Li Yuan suddenly exerted force in the severe pain, and he got the essence of the fight. It can be said that it was completely beyond Peng Yue's expectations. The first punch had loosened his teeth and gushed blood, while the second punch was like defeating Ge, which made Peng Yue's internal organs a mess.

"Boom!" Peng Yue knelt on the ground with his knees. In front of him, Li Yuan, with a sharp sword inserted in his ribs, stood straight, like a wounded lion who was raised with his head and never surrendered.

Li Yuan's left hand tightly grasped the exposed hilt of the sword. The blue veins on the back of his hand swelled up, and red blood spilled out from his fingers. There was not much difference between his face and when he was not caught in the sword. He was cold and calm, as if the sword was cut open by him at all.

The only difference is Li Yuan's eyes. His eyes are so cold. In this hot day, looking at each other makes people feel like they are in the coldest days.

It’s not the body, but the heart.

The murderous aura that came out of the army of thousands of horses revived and flowed in Li Yuan's body. In this murderous aura, there was unwillingness to be wild, fighting spirit to go against the will of heaven, and the domineering aura that no one else could do.

Peng Yue finally showed fear in his eyes. He had never seen such a ruthless character before. If he could still speak, he would be afraid to beg for forgiveness immediately.

"ah!"

Li Yuan shouted, and slowly retracted the copper spear in his left hand, approaching Peng Yue's neck little by little, looking straight at the sharp edge, and his eyes were straight at the tip of his head. Peng Yue was so scared that he could do his own thing. He was already stunned. He could only watch the sharp light, his face turned pale.

"Give me your life!" Peng Yue's head was lowered, his throat was tight, and he finally spit out two unclear words. He could already clearly feel the chill that had frozen into the bone marrow. If he still wanted to resist, Li Yuan's pointed spear would pierce the fragile throat without hesitation, making him unable to speak anymore.

"Get out with you!" Li Yuan's voice was low, he smiled coldly, held the sword blade in his right hand, and pushed out the sword body that pierced deeply into his body inch by inch. Blood shot out like a gushing water dragon, sprinkled on the dry riverbed, as if a layer of bloody red blanket was covered.

Li Yuan's face became paler and golden, but his body remained motionless, as if it were as strong as a mountain.

"A terrible opponent!" Peng Yue stood up silently and staggered towards the thief's formation. Although the injuries suffered were not as good as Li Yuanzhong, Peng Yue was defeated again.

Force is second to him. Peng Yue understands that what he is really inferior to Li Yuan is the beating heart in his chest.

Five thousand thieves were silent and stared at the big leader Peng Yue who was approaching step by step, and Li Yuan who was standing in place like a statue. At this time, no thief underestimated the not-tall Qin man in front of him, and the Qin army with a small number of people behind him and a little messy military appearance.
Chapter completed!