Mythical Qin: I, Gao Yao, will never be a eunuch!

Chapter 754: Fight to the end, who will have the better skills?

The huge force was transmitted along the halberd, and the warhorse under Ying Bu let out a painful wail, and its four hooves suddenly softened, and it was smashed to the ground! Ying Bu himself was also shocked and his blood was boiling, and his knuckles were instantly cracked, and blood stained the halberd red. He gritted his teeth tightly to prevent the weapon from falling out of his hand.

Wang Li was also in pain. The huge recoil caused him severe pain in his arms, his blood boiling in his chest, and his vision went dark. He took a deep breath and tried to take advantage of the moment when Ying Bu fell off his horse and was restrained to deliver a fatal blow!

Ying Bu was, after all, a warrior who had survived hundreds of battles! At the moment when his horse knelt on the ground, he took advantage of the momentum of falling and suddenly rolled off the horse's back. At the same time, his long halberd was like a poisonous dragon coming out of a cave, and with a ruthless determination to die together, he stabbed fiercely at the vital part of Wang Li's horse's chest!

"Hiss, hiss!" Wang Li's horse let out a shrill scream as it was pierced by the halberd blade! The huge pain made it raise its front hooves frantically and throw Wang Li off its back!

"Boom!"

Wang Li fell heavily to the ground, and the dust flew up. He struggled to get up, but the severe pain and exhaustion made him move slowly.

Ying Bu also staggered to his feet, blood flowing from his knuckles, his breathing heavy as a bellows, the hand holding the halberd trembling slightly, but his eyes were still fixed on Wang Li on the ground, like a beast staring at its dying prey.

The two men, one fell off his horse and the other stood up, a few steps away from each other, panting heavily in the flickering firelight and the thick darkness. The shouts and screams around them seemed to have faded away, leaving only their heavy breathing, the sound of blood dripping from their weapons hitting the ground, and the undisguised murderous intent in each other's eyes to tear each other apart. This brief silence was more suffocating than the fight just now.

At this time, Wang Li's personal soldiers and Ying Bu's personal guards had fought to the point of exhaustion and died. Although Wang Li's personal soldiers had the advantage in numbers, fighting in the dark, coupled with being constantly pursued, their morale was naturally low. On the other hand, Ying Bu's personal guards fought with the attitude of a victor, and even the last soldier had no intention of retreating.

At this time, Wang Li and Ying Bu had lost their warhorses. Both of them were injured in the fierce battle just now. Now was the final moment of fighting for their lives. Even without their warhorses, they had to fight to the end.

"Wang Li, hahahaha, I underestimated you. You are indeed qualified to be my opponent. The only pity is that you don't have the chance to fight with Wang Ben!"

Although Ying Bu was also very tired at this time, he finally gave his approval to Wang Li, which was also a disguised recognition of this enemy.

"Haha, Ying Bu, you are not worthy of mentioning my father. When my father conquered the six kingdoms, you were still a child. How could you have the courage to challenge my father? Although the Qin Dynasty was destroyed, it was not destroyed by us. You are a foolish monarch who has ruined the country."

When Wang Li said this, his words were filled with reluctance, regret, and even a hint of relief.

"The demise of the Qin Dynasty is inevitable. Qin Shi Huang was a hero, but you are not!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Today, either you die or I die!"

"Yingbu!"

Wang Li shouted in a low voice, which was unusually clear in the silence. He tightly grasped the dusty bronze scabbard with his left hand, and slowly drew out the three-foot-long blade with his right hand. The cold light of the sword flashed in the darkness, and was then swallowed up by the deeper darkness.

He forced himself to stand firmly on his feet, assuming the most standard fighting starting stance of the Qin warriors, his heels firmly planted on the ground, his shoulders slightly arched like a cheetah ready to pounce, and the tip of his sword pointed directly at the blurry and dangerous black shadow in front of him - that was Ying Bu.

"General Wang, without a horse, are your legs and feet still healthy?"

Ying Bu's hoarse laughter rang out in the darkness, with an almost cruel mockery. Before he finished speaking, the heavy sound of breaking wind had already torn the sticky air! Ying Bu's figure seemed to merge with the darkness, and suddenly burst out from it. The rough iron axe was wrapped in unparalleled brute force, sweeping through the blocking night air like a thousand troops, and slashed Wang Li's waist and abdomen!

"when--!"

A deafening sound of metal clashing suddenly broke out! Wang Li's bronze sword accurately blocked the axe blade, and an unimaginable force surged along the sword body like a tidal wave. His arms shook violently, and his knuckles instantly cracked. Warm blood immediately dyed the hilt red, and his feet stumbled backwards involuntarily.

The tangled tree roots and slippery moss under his feet suddenly became a trap. His right foot tripped violently, and his body instantly lost balance and fell heavily backwards!

There was a dull thud as his back hit the ground, and the cold smell of rotten leaves instantly rushed into his nose. Wang Li's eyes went dark, but the marks of many years of fighting made him react almost instinctively - the moment he fell to the ground, he swung his sword upwards with all his strength to block!

"Clang!" Another sharp and piercing sound. Ying Bu's fatal slash was barely parried, and the heavy axe blade brushed Wang Li's forehead and sank deeply into the damp and cold mud beside his head. Mud and broken leaves flew everywhere, and a few drops of cold mud splashed on Wang Li's face.

Ying Bu growled and tried to pull out his axe and chop again. This momentary delay gave Wang Li a glimmer of hope! He had no time to get up, and in the posture of falling to the ground, he used all his strength to kick Ying Bu's unstable ankle! This kick condensed Wang Li's instinct for survival and the humiliation of falling off the horse, and the force was extremely fierce.

"Ouch!" Ying Bu was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain in his ankle. His huge body suddenly shook and he fell forward.

The two men instantly rolled into a ball, wrestling and tearing wildly among the thick dead branches and leaves and the tangled tree roots. The sword blade and the axe handle fiercely collided and blocked at a very close distance, making a tooth-grinding scraping sound. Heavy breathing, suppressed roars, and the muffled sound of flesh and bones colliding, all mixed together in the enclosed darkness.

Wang Li's swordsmanship was exquisite, and he almost stabbed Ying Bu's vital points several times, but was forcibly deflected or avoided by the opponent's beast-like intuition and strength. Ying Bu's iron fist hit Wang Li's ribs, and the severe pain made him see stars in front of his eyes.

In the chaos, Wang Li seized an opportunity, bent his knees and rammed Ying Bu's abdomen, and at the same time used the hilt of his sword to hit the other's wrist holding the axe! Ying Bu groaned in pain, and the iron axe finally slipped out of his hand and hit the tree root next to him with a clang.

Opportunity! Wang Li roared in his heart, ignoring the tearing pain in his ribs, and struggled with his hands and feet to get up first and take the initiative. He supported himself with his left hand and instinctively pointed the long sword in his right hand at Ying Bu's vague figure on the ground.

However fast he was, Ying Bu's instincts, which were forged on the brink of life and death, were even faster!