Seeing Yue Fei's spear rushing into the sky, it came out from a very tricky angle again, and stabbed straight in the direction of his ribs.

The speed of this blow is very fast, as fast as a bolt of lightning, almost just an instant, it has come to her body, and the angle of this attack also makes her feel very uncomfortable to defend, because of this part, it happens to be the weakest point of the defense of the two knives, no matter what kind of posture, it is very awkward, and it is almost difficult to use strength.

Fang Baihua looked at Yue Fei's pretty face that was close at hand, and at this time, there was a faint smile in her eyes, as if she felt that she had already eaten herself.

Seeing this, Fang Baihua suddenly bit her lip, and the feeling of not admitting defeat in her heart made her seem to have a little surging power in an instant, and the two knives in her hand suddenly pulled a dazzling knife flower between the lightning and flint, and then crossed the two knives and made an X-shape, which stiffly blocked the sharp blade on Yue Fei's spear, so that it could not advance for half a point.

However, feeling the huge force coming from the tip of the gun still made her shoulders move back subconsciously, and a hot feeling came from her shoulders, and she felt a little paralyzed in an instant.

Fang Baihua gritted her teeth, then twisted her hands back, and forcefully swung away the spear that had lost the momentum of her advance, and then, Fang Baihua suddenly raised her head, her eyes staring at Yue Fei not far in front of her, with a somewhat determined look in her eyes.

"Drink!"

Fang Baihua snorted, and the golden light on his face burst out. A surging momentum suddenly shot out from her not tall body, forming a shockwave after shockwave.

Just when Fang Baihua and Yue Fei were fighting together, the hand of the Seven Buddhas not far away waved down heavily.

After seeing Fang Qifo's movements. Beside them, soldiers who had already been prepared, with torches in their hands, suddenly dropped not far in front of them.

"It's ......"

The actions of these Manichaean sect members did not hide the eyes of the soldiers of the Southern Army and Bai Qing and others above the city tower, they subconsciously felt a pang in their hearts, since just now, when they saw the big pit that suddenly appeared. Bai Qinghe, Xi Xingwen and others felt that this Seven Buddhas really deserved to be the Dinghai Divine Needle of Manichaeism, a figure of wisdom and bravery. And now it seems that he has obviously prepared for today's scene in his hands.

A soldier of the Southern Army subconsciously shook his nose a few times. His face suddenly changed a little. He had already vaguely smelled the faint smell of fire oil in the air, just now, because of the strong and pungent smell of blood wafting in the air, the smell of fire oil was actually masked, so that they didn't notice it for a while, but now, it seemed to be too late.

The faces of the Confederate soldiers turned pale. And under the gaze of their horrified eyes, at the moment when the torches were dropped on the ground. A raging fire suddenly rose into the sky, forming a wall of fire more than one person high in front of those soldiers of the Southern Army, isolating the forces of the two sides.

Many unlucky soldiers, at the moment when the flames burned, just stepped on the ground that was poured with fire oil, one could not dodge, and suddenly became a burning fire man, at this time, he could no longer maintain the fierce look before, wailing and rolling on the ground, in a vain attempt to extinguish the scorching flames on his body, but he could only feel a tingling sensation spreading on his body, and his skin was also baked, drying, red, black, and then turning into a big bubble, His limbs struggled as if this would relieve the pain, but soon he was lying on the ground, no longer moving.

There were not a few soldiers who were burned to death like this, and there was another soldier, when the flames were burning, but they rushed through the wall of fire and came to the Manichaean area, and this part of the soldiers, when their eyes were withdrawn from the wall of fire that suddenly burned behind them, they suddenly found that around them, there were Manichaean thieves everywhere, with a vicious look in their eyes.

Screams rang out from time to time, and these people soon became the ghosts of those Manichaean cultists.

"I didn't expect this Seven Buddhas to have such a plan, this Yue Fei didn't check it for a while, and suffered a big loss!" Xi Xingwen on the top of the city tower, looking at the scene under the city, frowned and said to Bai Qing.

"These carving insect skills, although they can receive miraculous effects when they are unexpected, but in the end, they can only play a temporary role, in the face of the absolute strength of the Southern Army, it is only a matter of time before those thieves are defeated!" After hearing Xi Xingwen's words, Bai Qing also frowned, and then said softly to Xi Xingwen.

Whether in terms of numbers or combat effectiveness, the southern army had the upper hand, although it suffered a slight setback for a while under the Manichaean thieves' ease and surprise, but it soon regained its strength and surrounded the Manichaean thieves again.

was teased by these thieves again and again, even if it was a stone man, it was also made out of real fire at this time, and the soldiers of the southern army all looked like they were about to crack, and the raging anger in their eyes almost engulfed their whole person.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

After swinging Yue Fei's spear away, Fang Baihua spread his hand, threw away the double swords in his hand, and at the same time, in an instant, pulled out the long sword on his waist, and then launched a strong martial art against Yue Fei.

In the shroud of golden light, Fang Baihua's legs first withdrew from the stirrups, and then kicked the war horse under his crotch vigorously, and the whole person waved his long sword, like a big bird, and jumped towards Yue Fei's side.

Fang Baihua's martial arts were biased towards technical strikes, after breaking away from the war horse, she seemed to have broken free from the shackles, in the golden light, her figure jumping in the air was also getting brighter and brighter, becoming extremely dazzling, as if the whole person had turned into a sharp sword and stabbed in the direction of Yue Fei.

The long sword was divided into two, two into four, four into eight, and soon, in the golden light, the dazzling long sword suddenly turned into thousands of sword shadows, covering the sky and the sun, with supreme momentum, shooting towards Yue Fei's direction, at this moment, she is the sword, the sword is her.

Standing on top of the city, Longyue saw Fang Baihua's earth-shattering blow, and the look on his face became slightly serious.

Yue Fei felt that in his field of vision, there seemed to be all sword shadows shining with golden light, and there was nothing other than the long sword, as if even the entire world had disappeared without a trace.

In the face of such an offensive, the smile on Yue Fei's face converged, replaced by a somewhat dignified look, she didn't dare to slack off, put her Chongxiao spear in front of her, closed her eyes slightly, as if she was brewing something, and when she opened it again, a golden light also flashed on her face, she lightly opened her lips, and spit out "Dragon Yin!" Two words.

The spear in Yue Fei's hand suddenly became dazzling, and the light became brighter and longer, and finally in Yue Fei's hand, it turned into a long pillar of golden light.

Yue Fei raised his head, stared directly at the sword shadow that was attacking overhead, and then slowly swung the golden pillar of light in his hand, the golden pillar of light suddenly turned into a golden dragon, let out a deafening dragon groan, opened its huge mouth, turned into a meteor, soared towards the sword shadow that shot towards the sky, and then collided fiercely.

A shockwave spread from the place where it collided in the air, and with a violent gust of wind, it blew on the face, and there was a painful feeling.

Even Yue Fei couldn't help but raise her arm at this time, covering her face with the gauntlet on her arm, and trying to open her eyes, wanting to see the scene in front of her clearly.

The aftermath caused by that fierce collision quickly disappeared into the air, but when Yue Fei removed the arm blocking his face, he found that Fang Baihua's figure had already disappeared.

Yue Fei realized that she seemed to have been put on a move, and the blow from Fang Baihua just now did not mean to fight for life and death, but just wanted to create a chance for herself to leave.

At this time, the soldiers of the Southern Army also struggled to break through the barrier of the wall of fire, fought with those Manichaean thieves, and finally began the melee between the two sides.

Although there were still a large number of Manichaean cultists who stayed here, as more and more soldiers rushed over, those cultists were immediately surrounded by soldiers, and then there were constantly sectarians who were cut down to the ground by soldiers, and the scene was suddenly a scene of defeat and retreat.

Fang Qifo protected the martyrdom behind him, and there were many sect members around him, they were desperately fighting with the cold-faced Southern Army soldiers who rushed to front him, but due to the gap in equipment and combat power between the two sides, several sect members often cooperated together to defeat a fully armed soldier, that is, only a master like Fang Qifo could be at ease in such a melee, but he also had to ensure the safety of the martyrdom behind him, so he also felt a little constrained for a while.

Just when he pierced the throat of a Southern soldier with a sword, he felt that his shoulder was patted, and he subconsciously turned his face, and then saw Fang Baihua who looked sweating profusely.

"Third brother, let's withdraw quickly!" Fang Baihua took a deep breath, tried hard to calm himself down, and then said loudly to Fang Qifo.

Fang Qifo was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, first glanced at the surrounding melee, and then nodded heavily at Fang Baihua, and the two of them rushed to the side with the words of death, under the protection of several guards, and soon highlighted the siege of the southern army, and the group disappeared into the crowd, leaving those sect members who were fighting with the official army behind......

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