Guo Zhan reached out with his left hand and pressed the spearman's neck, and the strong force made it difficult for the spearman to break free.

"Ahh

After a while, Guo Zhan let go of the spearman, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, his voice was like a ghost, and with that bloody and hideous smile, the Yellow Turban soldiers around him were frightened and kept retreating.

"Who else dares to step forward?" Guo Zhan pulled out the spear that pierced his chest with one hand, and with a shake of his body, Guo Zhan supported the ground with the spear, barely letting himself fall.

"Shhhhh

Seeing Guo Zhan's horror, no one dared to take a step forward, time seemed to freeze at this moment, even the shouting of killing stopped abruptly, everyone looked at Guo Zhan, who was covered in blood and even his white teeth were stained blood-red, they were dumbfounded, some people panicked, some people admired, some people sympathized, some people took pity, and more people were afraid.

"Kill him, kill him for me." One of the lieutenants kept urging.

But apart from the sound of wind and rain and the constant roar all around, no soldier dared to step forward.

Guo Zhan held the ground with a spear in his left hand, and carried a ghost-headed broadsword in his right hand, and the rain drops splashed on Sen Han's blade, making a crisp sound, and the scarlet blood water couldn't stop sliding down the blade.

Guo Zhan was like a pine and cypress, standing still and straight, two bloodthirsty cold rays shot out of his eyes, and the terrifying momentum made those rabble Yellow Turban soldiers all tremble.

"Do it, release the arrows."

Finally, someone slowly took out a bow and arrow and aimed at Guo Zhan.

Guo Zhan sneered disdainfully. He continued to stride forward, pointed his right hand at the sky, and shouted "kill"

"Kill" hundreds of guards who followed Guo Zhan shouted in unison. Everyone followed Guo Zhan and took a step forward.

"I didn't expect Xu Feng to have such elite soldiers under his tent." Ma Xiang, who was standing on top of the high post, couldn't help but be shocked when he saw such a scene.

The bowstring sounded, the eagle arrows shot up, and the white rainbows crossed the air, shooting at Guo Zhan, who stood proudly in front of the convoy.

"Kill..."At such an urgent moment, countless black figures suddenly rushed out from the slope of the hillside, all of whom were wearing black armor. The only difference is that there is an extra touch of yellow on the forehead.

Thousands of tiger and wolf soldiers descended like gods, spreading their blood-colored fangs and frantically rushing towards the panicked Yellow Turban Army.

"This..."Looking at this group of black visitors, black iron armor, yellow scarves. As if he suddenly remembered something, Ma Xiang slapped his thigh suddenly, and exclaimed, "Black Mountain Zhang Yan? ”

"The Holy Maiden has an order to protect the convoy. Kill the traitor. As a black-robed young general shouted urgently. The black torrent consciously divided into two groups, one held Guo Mansion's convoy one after another, and the other continued to strangle forward, these black-armored and yellow-turban soldiers, all brave, all of them were murderous, and their moves were ruthless, and their shots were even more ferocious. Even if they cut it in half, continue to make up for it a few times on the enemy. I'm afraid that others are not dead.

"Black Mountain Zhang Yan is here, where is the traitor, and he still doesn't die obediently?" The black-robed young general waved his silver spear and wantonly rushed to kill in the enemy formation, and between the guns and the guns, there were bursts of screams, accompanied by bursts of bloody rain, and one after another fresh lives came to an end at this moment.

"Montenegro Zhang Yan? It turned out to be him, who ordered the three armies to withdraw. Ma Xiang wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and hurriedly waved his hand to withdraw in fright.

Zhang Yan, it is rumored that this person is cruel, ruthless and courageous, known as the Yellow Turban Xiao Xu Sanguang, like Xu Feng, he is a first-class ruthless character, I didn't expect him to appear in Yizhou, and he also brought so many Black Mountain troops, how could Ma Xiang not be afraid.

"The Holy Maiden has arrived." With Zhang Yan shouting, the Montenegrin army consciously lined up on both sides, giving way to the mountain road in the middle, dozens of women in white clothes each holding swords, their faces like frost, and everyone gathered around a masked woman wearing a long skirt and a white veil and walked towards the Guo family's convoy.

"Holy Maiden?" Guo Zhan muttered and opened his mouth to read it again, a smile of relief appeared on his face, and his eyelids suddenly sank, when there was a loud sound, all the knives and guns in Guo Zhan's hands fell to the ground, but even though his body was full of eagle arrows, in the end, Guo Zhanleng did not fall, and was facing the direction of the northern god capital, leaving a smile of relief at the end of his life, Guo Zhan died of anger.

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"Who are you? Dare to trespass into the general's mansion, could it be that the ambitious leopard has the guts? Looking at the thousands of officers and soldiers who rushed into the mansion, the housekeeper He Cai roared angrily.

"Ha Luha, what about the general's mansion, the brothers are here in the name of the general, brothers, this is how to enter the mansion, do you have the guts to make a fuss with me?"

Xu Feng and others, who were fighting all the way in the city, led their troops to break into He Jin's mansion, and at this time, He Jin had already rushed to the palace in a panic, even if He Jin stayed in the mansion, Xu Feng would not frown.

"I think you want to rebel, come here, I think who dares to be presumptuous in the general's mansion today." With He Cai's scream and hula, many Praetorian Guards wearing black armor suddenly appeared out of nowhere, with at least five hundred people.

"He Jin is really arrogant, he actually asked the palace guards to show him the home and courtyard, brothers, we are outnumbered, go on, if anyone rushes in first, Lao Tzu will reward He Jin's wife to him."

"Whoa, kill."

The crowd roared like beasts, brandishing their blades and rushing forward.

"Kill me." He Cai hurriedly waved his hand and ordered.

"Greeting." The five hundred Praetorian Guards unsheathed their swords and their spears whistled, and in the face of the five thousand soldiers, they were not afraid and greeted them with expressionless faces.

"Kill, death to those who stand in my way." With Xu Feng wielding a gun and roaring, Xu Feng took the lead in rushing into the enemy formation, only one of them took the lead, the spear in his hand shot out, and with a loud clang, a guard holding a sword was picked up by Xu Feng with a shot, after many days of hard training, although Xu Feng is still a third-rate general, but the marksmanship has obviously made leaps and bounds.

What's more, Xu Feng is different from others, he doesn't seek novelty in moves, only practice makes perfect, a few simple moves have been trained for a long time, and the natural speed of the shot is extremely fast.

The head of the gun was propped up on the ground, and with the help of force, Xu Feng took advantage of the situation to jump in the air, a pole jump, and kicked a guard to the ground with both feet in a row, and landed a slash, and his right foot kicked the guard's cultivation, only to hear a click, and the opponent's neck was kicked off by Xu Feng.

"Rush with me." A tiger roared, Xu Feng brandished a spear, and plunged into the enemy formation, like a tiger descending from a mountain, fierce and fierce, the marksmanship was as urgent as a storm, the dance was impermeable, and between the rise and fall of the magpie, there were several guards who were tragically 'cared for' by Xu Feng. (To be continued......)

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