Unable to move, and facing a marksman like Xiao Yangyu Ji Pang Wanchun, Shi Jin knew that he was afraid that he would not be spared today, and while splashing the water of the green dragon stick dance, he hissed and roared: "Pang Wanchun, if it's a man, you can come and try it, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu will let you have another leg!" ”

Until this time, he was still trying to lead Pang Wanchun into close combat, but what responded to Shi Jin was still a nine-bead arrow!

Ding~Ding~Ding~

Seeing that the arrow was lightning like approaching, Shi Jin's horizontal stick flicked upward, swept away the three sharp arrows in front of him, shook out a stick flower with his backhand, knocked the other two, and when he was about to resist the sixth, the green dragon stick in his hand was half a step slower after all, and it could only sweep to the arrow shaft, and the arrow deviated, although it failed to penetrate his throat, but it grazed his cheekbones and took away most of his ears!

"Ah~!"

Shi Jin screamed in pain, and the green dragon stick in his hand couldn't help but mess up, and he barely knocked another sharp arrow, and then he heard two muffled sounds, and one arrow was hit in his heart and left eye, and he was dead on the spot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this, all the thieves cheered, and some of them immediately stepped forward to cut off Shi Jin's head, preparing to take it and sacrifice it to Pang Wanchun.

But it was said that Pang Wanchun was on the arrow tower, and when he saw that Shi Jin had already been given the head, he lowered the strong bow in his hand, and said proudly: "This thief has some skills with the army, but unfortunately he met me Pang Wanchun, even the gods can't save you." ”

"Ahh

"Ugh!"

Just as he was complacent, he suddenly heard two screams behind him, Pang Wanchun looked back in amazement, but saw that a Fang Tian painting halberd had arrived in front of him, and he was about to dodge, but where was it too late?

Everywhere the cold light passed, Pang Wanchun's six-yang leader rose to the sky, and the blood in the cavity spurted wildly!

Shi Wengong stretched out his hand and snatched the bow and arrow and quiver on Pang Wanchun's body, flew up again, kicked the headless corpse off the arrow tower, and then bent the bow and arrows to kill the thieves who surrounded Shi Jin one by one.

When no one dared to approach Shi Jin's corpse again, Shi Wengong stopped and sighed at the corpse from afar—just now he saw that Shi Jin was in danger, so he hurried over to help, but he didn't expect that it was still a step too late after all.

However, this battlefield did not allow him to feel too long, seeing that there were still a few quivers in the corner of the wall, Shi Wengong simply guarded on this arrow tower, and used a bow and arrow to protect the left and a few cloud ladders, so that Liangshan people and horses continued to pour up the city wall, and soon gathered hundreds of people around the arrow tower, and even killed the thieves guarding the city.

However, this also attracted reinforcements from Fang La's army to arrive from all directions, and it was just beside them, but there were two fierce generals among them, namely Shi Bao, one of the four fierce generals under Fang La, and Deng Yuanjue, the national teacher Baoguang Rulai!

These two people each led hundreds of minions from both sides, and the iron Zen staff in Deng Yuanjue's hand flew up and down, and each blow had the power of a thousand catties, sweeping out, like a flesh millstone; Shi Bao's wind splitting knife is haunting, the blade does not leave the throat, the tip does not leave the heart, and there are floating corpses everywhere he goes, and there is no enemy.

If someone else encounters these two evil stars, I am afraid that if I don't run away, I will die on the spot, that is, Shi Wengong, a Fang Tian painting halberd chased after Wenhou Lu Bu, and actually resisted Deng Yuanjue and Shi Bao to the death!

But the martial arts of Deng Yuanjue and Shi Bao are all first-class, and one is strong and fierce, and the other is soft and vicious.

After fighting a few more times, Shi Bao was still expressionless, but the knife in his hand was as tight as a knife.

Deng Yuanjue was fighting with Shi Wengong while laughing and said: "Happy, happy!" I can't imagine that before I die, Deng Yuanjue can meet a master like you - but I don't know if you dare to leave your name and surname?! ”

Shi Wengong was originally not a person who talked much, but when he heard Deng Yuanjue's words, his heart moved, and he hurriedly shouted: "A certain Shi Wengong is also!" Since you, a monk, know that death is coming, why are you still obsessed?! If you are willing to defect, the court will inevitably ......"

Deng Yuanjue swept a Zen staff suddenly, interrupting Shi Wengong's persuasion, and grinned again: "It must be a fart!" In the past few months, I have slept in the same bed with the daughter-in-law of the pacification envoy every day, and it has already made her belly bigger—you can tell me, if you were the cuckold bird officer, would you spare me? ”

Shi Wengong was silent when he heard this, but he already had the intention of retreating in his heart, and was waiting to fight and retreat, looking for a ladder to escape from the city, but suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Virtuous brother, don't panic, I am a monk!" ”

Before the words fell, I saw a fat monk rushing forward, rounding the iron Zen staff in his hand, and smashed it against Deng Yuanjue's bald head.

Deng Yuanjue hurriedly raised his cane to greet him, and the two Zen sticks collided in one place, and he heard a loud "dangchang" sound, sparks splashed everywhere, deafening, and it was like a thunderbolt in the flat ground!

Deng Yuanjue only felt that his arms were sore, and he stepped back five steps before he could stand firm, and couldn't help but smack his tongue and praise: "You bald donkey has so much strength, but I don't know who your name is?!" ”

The fat monk was also grinning with his teeth being shocked, but he refused to weaken his momentum at all, and shouted with his chest straight: "Grandpa is the flower monk Lu Zhishen, you bald donkey and remember it clearly, lest you see the Bodhisattva King of the Earth, and you can't report the name and surname of the person who killed you!" ”

"You bald donkey should write down my Deng Yuanjue's name!"

The two monks scolded each other for the bald donkey, but their hands were not idle at all, and the two Zen sticks were full of weight, and they were smashing and sparkling, as if they had entered an iron shop!

Over there, Shi Wengong was less restrained by Deng Yuanjue, but he immediately turned the defense into an attack, and Fang Tian's halberd swayed a cold man, and it seemed to have sprinkled countless nets out of thin air, only to encircle the stone treasure in it.

However, Shi Bao is really a ruthless stubble, seeing that he is falling behind, the style of hiding needles in Mianli suddenly changed, and the wind splitting knife in his hand was opened and closed, and he made a move to fight for his life, as if he wanted to fight with Shi Wengong to lose both.

Even so, as long as Shi Wengong is given some time, it is not difficult to take it down - but after Lu Zhishen appeared, the enemy and me seemed to have made an appointment, and the famous generals appeared one after another:

"General Shi, don't panic, the poor Dao Bao Dao Yi is here!"

"If you want to bully less with more, you first asked me about this treasure knife in Yang Zhi's hand!"

"Fang Jie is here, who dares to fight to the death with the master!"

"Xiao Li Guanghua Rong ......"

"The ...... of the Executive"

"Zhu Tong ......"

Finally, on a section of the city wall in the northwest corner, there were more than 20 generals from both sides, and nearly a thousand minions mixed in it.