"Brothers, rush out!"

At this moment, there were only about 500 people left in the Yan army, but not one of them surrendered, and no one had a cowardly look on their faces.

It is such an army that can withstand for so long under the encirclement of the imperial army with such a great advantage!

It is precisely because this army has such a group of leaders!

The "twilight falls" of poplars.

Zhao Wuji's "Flood Desert Chop".

Yang Fan's "Dragon Eight Sounds".

The combination of the soul techniques of these three Divine Dragon Kings actually created a miracle!

Neither the Yan army nor the imperial court army thought of a miracle!

Five hundred people actually broke through!

"Ke Zheng, cover the brothers and leave quickly, General Zhao and I will break off!" Yang Shu ordered.

"General Yang, I'm with you!" Ke Zheng's face was covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was his or the enemy's, at this time he had completely entered a state of selfless killing.

Yang Shu said in a resolute tone: "Hurry up! Tell the prince about the military situation! This is an order!"

"Yes!" Ke Zheng said, "General be careful!"

Yang Shu stopped behind Ke Zheng, took out the saber at his waist, and checked it on the ground, almost confiscating the entire sword!

"Come, if you are allowed to cross this sword, I am not worthy to live in the world!"

Zhao Wuji retracted his momentum with a sword trick, stopped in front of Yang Shu, looked ahead with a horizontal sword, and said, "Come a hundred, I'll kill a hundred." If you can do 10,000 people, you will have no complaints if you die!"

Yang Fan was suspended in mid-air on the Yin Yin Ferryboat, and suddenly laughed out loud, and said, "Brothers, do you remember the Oblique Rain Pavilion on Green Snake Street? I didn't expect that the three of us brothers would meet again in this situation. It's still the same sentence, fight to the end, never die!"

Yang Shu also laughed, and said heroically: "Fight to the end, never die!"

Zhao Wuji actually smiled and said, "Fight to the end, never die!"

"Kill—"

Yang Shu continued to shake the Dusk Dragon Banner, Zhao Wuji held his sword to kill the enemy, Yang Fan sang the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon in mid-air, although the three brothers had never cooperated with the Divine Dragon King Soul Technique, but the cooperation at this time was very tacit.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were actually stopped by the three of them!

"It can actually turn the tide, it is worthy of the Divine Dragon King's soul technique. ”

The imperial army was not advancing, because they heard a voice.

It was a voice they knew all the most. Every time this voice appeared, they could feel the endless majesty.

They stopped, Yang Fan and the others also stopped, and Zhao Wuji returned to the front of the poplar tree, holding his sword to block the poplar, as if he was afraid that he would be attacked by others.

The front army of the imperial army separated a small path from both sides, and a carriage rolled out of the middle.

It was a carriage pulled by eight horses.

The appearance of the carriage looked simple, but the eight horses were all handsome and high-spirited, and their eyes were actually blue. It's not an ordinary horse, but a war horse with the blood of a demon beast or a soul beast!

Such a war horse is also an extremely precious treasure in the army, and if a general can get one, he will regard it as a lifelong comrade-in-arms, or even as his own brother and heir. And the owner of this carriage actually used eight such war horses to pull the cart!

What a luxury! What a luxury!

You can imagine how noble the people in the carriage should be!

The front door curtain of the carriage is scarlet, embroidered with some strange totems, and there are some lines around it, which together give people a mysterious and eerie feeling, like an exotic carpet. When the carriage was moving, the totems and lines on the curtain of the carriage glowed slightly, and it was obviously also a Horcrux.

The horse pulling the carriage is a beast blood war horse, and even the chariot curtain is a horcrux, and this carriage is not bad even compared to the throne of the sect masters of some major sects.

The carriage stopped, the curtain did not open, and from inside came a very majestic man's voice.

"Yang Guo is the descendant of the Divine Dragon King, which already surprises me. I really didn't expect that the two of you were also descendants of the Divine Dragon King. If I'm not mistaken, you're all from Sioux City, right? Is Feng Shui better in that place in Sioux City?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Fan already knew who was sitting in the carriage.

Yang Fan said condescendingly: "Yang Wen, you finally appeared." ”

The man's voice continued to come from the carriage: "Old eight, you have already entered the Guogong Mansion, are you still so rude, don't you know how to call me big brother?"

Although he knew that the person in the carriage was the champion Hou Yangwen, Yang Fan did not have a trace of fear on his face, and said: "Just because I entered the Guogong Mansion, I know more about etiquette and rules." The second brother treats me as a younger brother, and I call him the second brother. Seventh brother treats me as a younger brother, and I call him Seventh Brother. Yang Luo was embarrassed by me, and even wanted to kill me, so he would always be Yang Luo in my heart. That's my politeness. ”

"Yang Guo, you are so majestic. ”

"It's not majestic. People respect me, I respect people. If anyone sins against me, I will not spare anyone!"

"Do you know what you're doing now? Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji are all important figures in the Yan Palace, and now you are actually helping them kill the soldiers of my court, don't you know what kind of crime this is?"

"It's true that they are from the Yan Wangfu, but they are also my brothers. You're the champion, it's not up to you to decide whether I'm guilty or not, so why scare me here!"

"Yang Guo, do you think that if you stand taller, you will have more confidence to speak? Whether it is in the Guogong Mansion or in the imperial court or in the army, few people dare to talk to me like this! You-come down!"

The carriage curtain suddenly opened upward, and an invisible force rushed towards Yang Fan quickly.

As soon as this force appeared, Yang Fan felt it, but he obviously felt it, but he couldn't do anything about it.

It was a fighting spirit, a fighting spirit that was so strong that it could not be stopped.

Bang!

The Netherworld Ferry Boat seemed to have been hit by a heavy object at a very fast speed, stirring up a few bursts of blue light and then churning. Yang Fan's center of gravity was unstable and he fell directly from mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji both frowned.

There are not many people who know Yang Fan's hole cards, and there are not many people who know Yang Fan's artifacts, but Yang Shu and Zhao Wuji are definitely the earliest. They knew that Yang Fan was the Yin Yin Ferryboat at his feet, and they also knew that Yang Fan was already the strength of the Soul Pill Realm. But now Yang Wen just relied on a fighting spirit to overturn the Yin Yin Ferryboat and bombard Yang Fan to the ground......

Such strength has brought them great psychological pressure.

They fought against the imperial army repeatedly, and they also fought against the army of the champion Hou in the desert, but they never fought against Yang Wen, and they did not know Yang Wen's true strength.

They only knew that among Yang Juzheng's sons, although Yang Wen was the most famous, the most powerful soul guest was the fifth.