In his eyes, the white tiger is his brother and the most trustworthy friend, and now the life and death of the hit are unknown, regardless of the soreness on his hands and the true qi flowing on his body, he roared: "Shaft, dare to hurt my mount, I have to eat your flesh to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" ”

Wielding a giant axe with both hands, he stomped his feet and slid forward with his true qi.

Geng Sirong saw the angry Shu suddenly come over, and his eyes lit up, as if he had seen food. also used all his strength to run towards him.

When the two met, the axes and hammers intersected, and the sound shook the sky. Shutu Fury's strength has more than doubled, and his martial arts path is mainly to take the path of courage and fierceness, so his own temperament is as fierce as fire, and the attack is to take advantage of the continuous explosion potential, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

And Geng Sirong was born mentally handicapped, but he was extremely talented, bloodthirsty and indiscriminate, a typical madman. Encountering such an opponent is also a super long play, and with the new weapons combined, the combat power soars.

In an instant, the two of them passed nearly two hundred moves, and Shutu has been using all his strength to stimulate his potential, it is rare to be able to play so many moves, but Geng Sirong, a madman, is not exhausted, as long as he is excited, he can keep fighting.

Geng Sirong hit three hundred and sixty hammers, and the more he hit, the happier he became, and he screamed again and again.

After all, he is now over half a hundred years old, and his physical strength is not as good as the strange man in front of him, and now he is out of breath, and his strength is about to run out, so he can only escape.

Although this one-on-one defeat ruined the reputation of the victorious general, compared with life, of course, a small life is more important.

Geng Sirong didn't know what he was thinking, and a pair of double hammers danced impenetrable.

"Geng Liqiu, you despicable villain, you actually attacked your grandfather." Shutu's eyes rolled, and he shouted in his heart.

Geng Sirong was fighting happily, and when he heard the opponent shouting his cousin's name, he was a little annoyed, could it be that the person who came over just now couldn't help but fight, so he let his cousin die, and he was having fun, and it would be boring for his cousin to come, and at the same time, he went to look for his cousin's trace.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Shutu stimulated his potential, slashed out the most powerful axes, and after forcing him back, he retreated towards the rear army, and shouted: "Attack the night army quickly!" ”

Geng Sirong saw that his opponent was running fast, he was stunned in place, thinking in his mind, why did that person leave just now? And what about his cousin? This question is too profound for him, since he doesn't understand it, don't think about it, he saw that his cousin was inseparable from a person, so he ran over to support him with a hammer.

Yuan Tianba and Geng Liqiu fought against each other, and at the same time, the two of them were also paying attention to the battle over there, until they saw Shutu fleeing, and Geng Sirong ran towards them. Geng Liqiu was excited in his heart, he didn't expect his cousin to be so brave and repelled the sudden attack, on the contrary, Yuan Tianba was running through 10,000 alpacas in his heart at this moment.

Commander of the arts, if you want to escape, give me a hint, now it's okay to run away alone, and give him a gift of killing gods, isn't it to kill him.

He was anxious and panicked, and didn't dare to continue to entangle with Geng Liqiu, wanting to escape. But his opponent is the elite of Tianluo Palace, Geng Liqiu, who is known as the Tianluo Renjie.

He had long seen through Yuan Tianba's thoughts, as long as his horse lance was violently attacking, he gritted his teeth and entangled him, and he couldn't let him go. After such a delay, Geng Sirong had already run in front of him, Yuan Tianba sighed, his life was over, and he gave up the idea of escaping, and fought with all his might, and it was worth killing one person.

Yuan Tianba used the secret method, burned the vitality, and his strength suddenly increased by three times in a short moment. Geng Liqiu felt the pressure doubled, Tianluo Hall also had a secret method, which could increase the combat power by seven times, although the time was only half an hour, but the consequences of not being able to cultivate for the rest of his life were not worth it for him.

Fortunately, the cousin came, otherwise there was only one way to excite it, after all, killing a small commander of the other party was better than the value of the first ten battles just now.

Geng Sirong is a social brother, and he doesn't talk much. He raised the drum urn and the golden hammer and joined the warband. Yuan Tianba relaxed his mentality in this mortal situation and fought with all his might. He saw that the army of the Night Dynasty was starting to march, and as long as he held on, he would be able to escape and survive.

Hope is good, reality is cruel. His horse lance has no advantage under that pair of double hammers, the opponent's short soldiers, he is a long soldier, it is difficult to play at close range, and the main thing is the person who uses the double hammer, the strength is extremely great, every time he touches his weapon, he has a suffocating feeling of a fierce beast hitting him.

He is the royal family of the Night Dynasty and the golden family of the Xuan Demon Clan, so is he going to bury his bones in this place?

"Don't panic, Commander Yuan, I'll come to help you." Hearing this voice, Yuan Tianba felt that he had gone from hell to heaven, and it turned out that there were several Wanhu and Qianhu in the army who saw that the situation here was not good, and came to support in advance.

Geng Sirong saw several people join the battle again, and his face flushed with excitement, and he carried his twin hammers to attack the enemies who were riding on his mounts.

This scene is very funny, I said before that Geng Sirong is not tall, only one meter six, and his appearance is extremely ugly, his head is protruding like a hammer, his chin is short, his body is short and stout, his face is black as carbon, like a yaksha, his mount has run away, and now he is like a child besieged by a group of giants.

The generals on the side of the Night Dynasty didn't dare to underestimate this young general who jumped and attacked, looking like a black ape, but he had just repelled the commander of the technique. Everyone used all kinds of weapons to attack, no matter how brave Geng Sirong was, he couldn't beat his two fists with four hands, although there was Geng Liqiu next to him to attract attacks, but most of them were coming at him.

A night with a long-handled broadsword approached him quietly, and saw a gap, and the broadsword slashed at his head.

The whirring wind came, Geng Sirong's hair stood on end, out of a natural instinct for danger, he used a hammer to swing away the weapon that attacked him, leaned back and bent down to make a dodge, although the whole head avoided the deadly knife, but the blade still grazed the skin, deep to the bone.

The knife slashed along the middle of his eyebrows to his left cheek until it was close to his ear, and Geng Liqiu on the side shouted in fright: "Cousin, how are you, are you okay?" ”

Out of combat experience, Geng Sirong rolled to the left with the strength of the knife, leaving the attack range of the broadsword, and then stood up, his face dripping with blood.

A normal person who is so seriously injured will definitely not be able to fight again, but is Geng Sirong a normal person?

Since he was a child, because of his ugly appearance and withdrawn personality, he has often been beaten and often locked up in a dungeon, but there has never been a time when this makes people angry, not that he cherishes his appearance, but that no one has ever allowed him to be so seriously injured, he looked indifferently at the enemy who had caused him damage, and his hands clenched the sledgehammer, and he stared at his teeth.