Wang Feiyu's fierce tiger roar was so loud that it also overshadowed the sound of Liang Shanjun's cheering Xiao Fubo, which shook the four fields.

In the roar of the tiger, Wang Feiyu clamped the sledgehammer rod of Wanyan Lou's room with the double hammer in his palm, and at this time, the distance between the two sides was extremely close, and the horse's head was already on the top.

Wang Feiyu's right hand hammer jerked, and the tip of the hammer slammed straight into the breastplate of Wanyan Lou's room, and at the same time, the hammer in his left hand flicked outwards with force, pushing the big long hammer of Wanyan Lou's room to the outer circle.

Seeing that this southerner general could still breathe so quickly and take offense, even if it was an opponent, Wanyan Lou couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

This time, his long weapon has been pushed down the outer ring and fell down, it is impossible to retract it, if he uses his chest to pick up this hammer blow, he is afraid that his chest will be deflated immediately.

After a good Yan Lou room, he controlled the horse purely with his legs, clamped the horse's belly and twisted it hard, the horse hit the horizontal row, and it moved out more than a foot in an instant, and at the same time, his left hand also let go like lightning, and pushed Wang Feiyu's bright silver hammer outward, and the general avoided this hammer blow.

In the flash of light, the two of them had passed by.

Immediately, the two of them seized the time to adjust their breath at the same time, rose bravely, and then turned the horse's head and collided with each other again.

In the blink of an eye, the two rode into each other again.

This time, because the two men had already suffered minor internal injuries in the first round, their strength and speed had been compromised.

Wanyan Lou Room failed to grab the first move again, but was defended by Wang Feiyu's left hand hammer, and the right hand hammer smashed into the horse's head so hard that he had to turn to defense, and the big hammer changed direction and smashed heavily at Wang Feiyu's right hand hammer.

I heard another loud sound like a landslide and the ground cracked, and the two of them shook their whole bodies at the same time, the wound of the tiger's mouth cracked even more, and the blood stained the palms of their hands red, but they still didn't admit defeat to each other.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The third hammer, the fourth hammer......

In a matter of moments, the two had fought for eight rounds, and it was still a dead end.

And the spectators on both sides had forgotten to shout and cheer at this time, and just looked stupidly at the competition between the two.

The loud sound of the landslide and the earth cracking from each impact seemed to knock on everyone's heart, making people unable to breathe and making people tremble, and some of the weak-minded Jurchen servants didn't even dare to look at it anymore.

Until the ninth round, there was another earth-shattering loud noise, the two passed by, Wang Feiyu finally couldn't hold on anymore, and a mouthful of blood that had been swallowed in his throat before finally spit it out!

At the same time, he heard the horse under his crotch, which was also a tribute from the Jurchens to the Liao Kingdom, screamed sadly, knelt on his front legs, and fell to the ground violently.

Fortunately, Wang Feiyu spit out a mouthful of blood at this time, but the qi and blood were much smoother than one pressed by one, and his mind was more and more clear than that, so he hurriedly picked up the stirrups and jumped off the horse, so he was not thrown out.

Seeing such a change, more than a thousand Jurchen knights went crazy at once, and after a second of silence, they suddenly burst into a deafening cheer.

"Jurchen God of War Lou Room, Wan Sheng!"

Lin Chong sighed lightly, and hurriedly rode his horse to Wang Feiyu's side, leaning over and pretending to take something from the glove bag next to the saddle, and there was already an extra bottle of Yunnan Baiyao and a small pot of warm rice wine in his hand.

"Let's eat it."

Lin Chong unscrewed the cap of the Yunnan Baiyao bottle, took out the safety inside and handed it to Wang Feiyu along with the small wine jug.

Then Lin Chong looked at Wanyan Lou Room, who had already turned his horse's head to look over, and said, "General Lou Room, he really deserves to be the Jurchen God of War!" Lin Chong can be regarded as having seen it today, but in this battle, does General Lou Room have to compete again? In my opinion, it's still a tie! ”

Wanyan Lou Room and Wang Feiyu, both of them are talented and born with divine power, but they are more acquired to bypass on the battlefield, and the more they fight, the stronger they become; One is more of an acquired master's training, and he has boiled out a body of divine power and good muscles.

The strength of the two is about the same, and they have fought eight rounds in a row without winning or losing, at this time, Wang Feiyu spit blood in his mouth, how can it be better to finish Yan Lou's room? At this time, a mouthful of blood from Yan Lou's room also gushed from his throat to his mouth, but he swallowed it back alive.

Wanyan Lou's qi and blood were scattered, his chest was swollen and painful, he was closing his lips tightly, holding on to his breath to adjust his breath, how could he dare to speak, it was because he heard Lin Chong's question, and Wanyan Lou's room just kept silent.

Lin Chong's six senses were so keen, seeing that he was holding on to his breath in such pain, how could he not guess that this product was the same as Wang Feiyu, who had been deeply injured at this time, and his internal organs were shaken and displaced, and even bleeding.

Even Wanyan Lou's room was worse than Wang Feiyu's, and if he had vomited this mouthful of blood, he would have felt better. But he is the Jurchen God of War, how can he vomit blood in front of so many Jurchen knights, and hold it out again, and his qi and blood are becoming more and more unsmooth.

But after speaking, Yan Lou didn't speak, and Wanyan Zonghan behind him also reacted immediately, and hurriedly said loudly: "How can it be regarded as a peace, your little general will be beaten to vomit blood, and the war horse will also die violently......

Lin Chong couldn't help laughing, and said loudly: "Vomiting blood, it doesn't mean that you can't fight again, the mount is killed violently and then replaced with another horse, if General Lou is unwilling to accept the outcome of the peace, then fight again!" ”

While speaking, Yuan Lang, Yu Tai, Li Tianxi, Pang Wanchun, Li Cheng and others also rode behind Lin Chong, and Lin Chong immediately let Yuan Lang give up his mount, helped Wang Feiyu to get on the horse, and was about to fight again.

At this time, Wanyan Lou Room had roughly evened out his breath, forcibly suppressed the mouthful of blood completely, and was about to speak, when he heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves behind him.

It was Wanyan Zongpan who came to ride and rushed over with this Jurchen knight with a Mouke (three hundred horses).

Seeing that Lin Chong and the others really hadn't left yet, Wanyan Zongpan couldn't help but be overjoyed, and kicked the horse's belly like a bolt of lightning and suddenly raised the horse's speed, and rushed to the front first.

Along the way, the Jurchen knights got out of the way, and Wanyan Zongpan rushed all the way to Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Wushu, lifted the reins of the horse, and whispered in Wanyan Zonghan's ear: "I know that Banbo is extremely strong, and I must pay attention to them at all costs, and capture Lin Chong alive." ”

Wanyan Zonghan had already wanted to do it, but he just thought that Wanyan Lou Room and the Liangshan Army cavalry would be able to kill one of them, which would greatly frustrate the spirit of the Liangshan Army and boost the morale of his own side.

At this time, seeing that Yan Lou Room was beaten so that he couldn't speak, and the young general of the South on the opposite side had already changed horses and was ready to fight again, and after defeating Yan Lou Room, he would not necessarily win, but it was easy to break this Jurchen God of War.

Therefore, it is better to take the opportunity to attack, at least in the eyes of most Jurchen knights, this battle is won by Yan Lou.

"Lou Mur, come back soon!"

So Wanyan Zonghan hurriedly shouted, and then made a gesture to the captain of the guard beside him, and the captain immediately understood, and even raised the horn and blew it.

Woo~~~~

The horn of the terrifying Jurchen cavalry charging and attacking instantly resounded throughout the open space, and after listening to Yan Zonghan's violent shouting: "The Southern Barbarians have lost and refused to admit it, and they have repeatedly despised and provoked my Jurchen warriors, kill them for me, and capture Lin Chong alive!" ”