Just when the siege battle entered a stalemate, the Khitan soldiers at the east gate of Hengzhou suddenly broke out with earth-shattering cheers, but it turned out that the elite of the Tunan team and the Kunlun Heavenly Cavalry led by Pu Aman rushed to the head of the city along the ladder erected by the Khitan warriors at the risk of death. Dozens of Tang warriors who operated crossbow arrows were first cut to the ground by them. Without the deterrence of crossbow weapons, the Khitan warriors howled loudly in ecstasy and rushed up the city like a tide along the ladder. The defenders in the east of the city were not prepared, and they let Pua Man and others successfully enter the city. The sound of the alarm gong echoed violently in the city of Hengzhou, and more than 1,000 Tang defenders guarding the east gate were strangled by the Kunlun Tianqi and Tu Nan team, and countless casualties were inflicted.

The master team composed of Peng Wuwang and others, who were fighting at the north gate, heard the tragic fighting sound in Dongcheng and knew that it was not good, and several people immediately rushed to Dongcheng along the city wall.

The tower of Dongcheng has become a cemetery for Tang officers and soldiers, and the corpses of hundreds of Tang soldiers are lying in a mess in the open space on the city wall. The tide of Khitan warriors continued to pour in from under the city, and the gap that Pua Man and other masters rushed out was constantly expanding.

The wild and ferocious roars of the Hu people almost completely drowned out the high-pitched shouts of the Tang warriors, and the Khitan warriors who broke into the eastern city all took off their gray leather jackets and went into battle shirtless, holding sabers that were conducive to chopping and steel spears that were good at charging and assaulting, and a team of ten people broke through along the city road towards the east gate.

As soon as Peng Wuwang rushed to the top of Dongcheng, he heard a thunderous tiger roar, Pu Aman's eyes widened with anger, and the Shuangyan in his hand made a strange arc, breaking through the air between his chest and abdomen. At the same time, two bowstrings sounded suddenly, and eight iron feather arrows were like flying fire meteors, shooting madly towards his head, chest, and abdomen, and a murderous aura that was cold to the apex made him feel like falling into an ice cellar, his limbs were sore, and he could barely move.

This wave of offensive was launched by the top three masters on the prairie, Pu Aman, Tie Sickle, and Tie Lan at the same time. Pu Aman's Shuangyan feinted to attack his chest and abdomen, but in fact locked all the space for Peng Wuwang to move up and down, at this moment his hands were full of true qi to guide Shuangyan's changes, as long as Peng Wuwang showed his body, Shuangyan would change in an instant, and with his leap to make the most fatal blow, the murderous aura he exuded condensed into a cold current like a substance and rushed towards Peng Wuwang.

The iron sickle brothers buckled the two iron feather arrows that were still on the bowstring at the same time, and the four arrows just now hit Peng Wuwang's whole body, although the arrows had their own places, but the distance between the tail feathers of each arrow was extremely close, making these four iron feather arrows like the claws of a giant beast. By the time Peng Wuwang wanted to avoid the oncoming rain of arrows, the two fast arrows in their hands would shoot out like thunder. The arrow would quickly hit the feathers of the first four Iron Feather Arrows at the same time, causing them to change direction at the same time, and the five arrows resembled the fully open claws of the behemoth, locking up all the space to move and tearing the enemy to shreds. This set of bow and arrow kung fu has a romantic and legendary name called: Plug on the Blossom.

Peng Wuwang only had a Pu knife in his hand, and it was too late to take out the mandarin duck short knife in the knife bag to parry the attack of the Shuangyan who was plugged with Pu Aman's madness. At the critical moment, he snorted and rose to the sky.

"Phew!" Pu Aman, Tie Sickle, and Tie Lan burst into shouts at the same time, each using a hidden stunt. Pu Aman's twin swallows seemed to be elves attached to the air, a crisp whistling sounded, black wings fluttered, as Peng Wuwang's figure soared into the sky, Yiyan flew diagonally to the top, and then volleyed down, Yiyan circled up, soaring on Peng Wuwang's side, looking for a gap in the blow. And the twin arrows of the Iron Scythe brothers also galloped forward, and ten sharp arrows collided with each other in the air, turning into the shape of two bewitching and strange five-petal flowers, and slashed their heads and faces towards Peng Wuwang.

Peng Wuwang suddenly exhaled and opened his voice, using the kung fu that had already been ready to go, and his body fell to the ground without warning. Six of the Iron Scythe Brothers' ten quick arrows were lost due to his sudden change in shape. But there were still four wind-like figures chasing him. And Pu Aman's Shuangyan made a slight and clever turn, like a maggot attached to the bone, and continued to break through the air, hitting the door with one blow and one blow to the lower abdomen. As soon as Peng Wuwang's feet touched the ground, his body immediately rushed forward, holding the knife in both hands, and pointing the knife forward. When he just reached the air, there was a sudden low roar, and his body suddenly spun up like a spinning top, and the Pu knife in his hand danced with a dazzling brilliance of rotten silver, and the four sharp arrows that came in front of him were just like this.

But Puaman's twin swallows had already slashed down and slammed towards his body that was lying in mid-air. Peng Wuwang was about to run out of true qi, and seeing that it was impossible to escape the poisonous hand, he snorted angrily, and suddenly stretched out his body and pounced towards a black swallow.

is the extremely smart Pu Aman, at this moment, he can't figure out what Peng Wuwang is going to do if he is so desperate, and he is stunned. Just when Peng Wuwang and his body pounced on the black swallow, Pu Aman urged his true qi to let Shuangyan cut Peng Wuwang into three pieces at once, but found that the black swallow under Peng Wuwang could not listen to his dispatch. At this time, he realized that Peng Wuwang actually used his body to block the direction of his true qi, causing this black swallow to temporarily malfunction and fall down a little, although there was a bloody cut on his chest, but it gave him a breathing space. Another black swallow streaked through the air, imprinted a deep blood mark on his back, and flew back into Puaman's hand. At the same time, the other black swallow fell to the ground one step earlier than Peng Wuhope, getting out of the range of Peng Wuhope's back. Pu Aman raised his left hand, and a stream of true qi shot out, taking Feiyan back. Everything happened extremely quickly, Peng Wuwang's injured body had just hit the ground, and all the offensive had ended.

Just when Peng Wuwang was about to get up from the ground, three men with extraordinary spirit had already rushed towards him, these three people were the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Throne who had once been the world: Shura Ba Ting, Seven Tricks Heart Demon Gu Tengge, and Wind Beast Chichaxun. Shura Pating's bloody tongue spear, Gu Tengge's heartbroken heart lock sickle, and Chichaxun's flying star twin knives danced with terrifying and hideous sword and gun shadows, like a net of death, surrounding Peng Wuhope.

And Pu Aman and the Arrow God brothers also bent their bows and prepared for the second wave of offensives. Suddenly, a thunderous shout rang out in mid-air, and a pitch-black stick smashed towards Pua Man like a black dragon. Pua Man burst into a shout, his body rose to the sky, flying more than four feet high, and with a rapid spin in mid-air, the Soul Twin Swallows shot out and attacked the comer. "Brother Peng, give me this one who makes the flying knife." In Peng Wuwang's ears, Lei Yechang's hearty and heroic voice sounded.

A wave of gratitude welled up in Peng Wuhope's heart, and he nodded violently at him, brandishing his Pu knife to block the attack of Ba Ting, Gu Tengge, and Chi Chaxun. Tie Sickle Tie Lan bent his bow and set up arrows, and was about to shoot again, but he saw a white-clothed figure rising into the sky, standing firmly on the flagpole of the Tang Dynasty battle flag a few zhang away, and the silver bow in his hand faced the sun, radiating a dazzling light. Their hearts froze at the same time, and the nightmarish fire outside Bohai City resurfaced in their minds that day, and the master of the Central Plains, who was on par with them, the silver bow and white clothes that had made them unforgettable, stood in front of them again.

The familiar sound of bowstrings sounded again in succession, and fourteen white-feathered arrows swooped towards them like violent lightning that tore through the sky. At such a close distance, in the face of such a fierce shooting, the arrow god brothers, who had always been the masters of bows and arrows, had to temporarily put aside the idea of fighting back, and their bodies were like moving dark clouds, and they retreated backwards. Fourteen white-feathered arrows fell to the ground at the same time, making a neat bang, and a burst of gunpowder smoke rolled up on the smooth city road, and the ground in a radius of several feet shattered into a mess of stones.

The Arrow God brothers were aroused by this rain of arrows, looked at each other, and at the same time bent their bows and arrows, and shot the most powerful fast arrows at the white-clothed figure standing on the flagpole. I saw two strings of iron feather arrows that were almost connected end to end like two black rainbows, flying towards the top of the flagpole. Only a loud bang was heard, and the white-clothed figure rose into the sky in the smoke and dust, and the battle flag and flagpole under him were shot into powder by the rain of arrows in the sky.

Seeing that Peng Wuwang and Lei Yechang and Zheng Juechen were already fighting with the opponent's masters, Xiao Liechen and Lian Feng hurriedly stepped up, wanting to rush into Peng Wuhope's camp and help him deal with the three masters with extraordinary skills. At this moment, two loud roars sounded from the left and right, and two men dressed as Turks intercepted the two separately.

"The splendid princess can fight under the throne, and she is very clever!" "The splendid princess is under the throne of mountains and rivers, and she is wise!" Two shouts rang in the ears of Xiao Lian and the others at the same time. Almost instantly, Ke Zhan had already fought against Xiao Liechen, and Bashanhe blocked Lian Feng.

When the Tu Nan team and the elite of the Flame Sect rushed to the head of the city with the siege soldiers and horses, the dart crowd scattered in the various cities to resist the enemy also gathered at the east gate from all directions, and the elite masters on the Central Plains finally launched a fateful fight at the head of Hengzhou City.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers above and below the city watched in amazement as these more than 100 Hanhu masters were on top of the narrow city, high and low, flying vertically and horizontally, they either jumped on the flagpole, or stepped on the wall battlements, or jumped into the air, the terrifying green mangs and white lightning, one after another, every time the terrible sound of the blade cloak sounded, it made the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people inside and outside Hengzhou City beat wildly, and the sound of breaking the wind from the bottom of hell made people think of death involuntarily.

The suffocating bloody battle has just been going on for hundreds of breaths, and there are dozens of eye-catching pale swords like dozens of white dragons with teeth and claws rising into the sky, and at the same time, the figure of the splendid princess who is dancing a five-foot long knife is like a gray firework rising from the ground, and the blade is unfurled, and a cyan sword that swallows mountains and rivers rises in the air, cutting off the dozens of extremely powerful swords together, although the power of the cyan sword has also weakened a lot, but it is still surging stubbornly in the city. It turned out that Lian Feng, the first prince of the Central Plains, first launched a decisive battle against his opponent with the newly practiced supreme swordsmanship Sanqing Jiuxiao Sword, and the master of Saiwai who responded to the battle, Ba Shanhe, also fought back with his top mastery of cutting the air. These two people first set off a tragic and bloody battle in the city. The dozens of sword gangs that Lian Feng struggled to provoke were all cut off by Bashan River, and the sword qi sent out by Bashan River's slashing was like a cyan meteor, slamming into Lian Feng's chest and abdomen. Lian Feng was knocked straight out of the way by this sword, and knocked down more than a dozen Hu Han soldiers who were still fighting at the head of the city before stopping. At this moment, everyone thought that the Sword Elder was about to die in Jiuquan with this move, and no one noticed Lian Feng's last action before being knocked into the air by Dao Gang.

Seeing Lian Feng flying away from afar, Bashanhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Pu Aman's anxious shout in his busy schedule: "Brother Ba, be careful!" Bashanhe was slightly stunned, and was just about to concentrate on watching, when a white light suddenly flashed in front of him. At this moment, he couldn't hear the shouts of the surrounding battlefield, the call of his comrades, and his heavy breathing. In a trance, he saw his right arm holding the knife flying into the air with a long line of blood, circled a few times, and fell to the ground silently, and then he saw a carp standing up from the ground a few feet away. He laughed bitterly, fell to his knees weakly, shook a little, and finally could not hold it anymore and passed out to the ground. This famous master outside the Saiwai was finally inevitably under the power of the Tianshan Sect's famous Kuafu Chasing Sun Sword.

At the moment when Lian Feng stood up from the ground, the strange man Pu Aman suddenly threw away the strange and agile Shuangyan move, and the Yan in his left hand suddenly raised, as if he was trying to save a thousand pounds, and slammed into the Qi Mei stick that Lei Yechang wore head-on. Lei Ye has been practicing his innate true qi for many years, and he also has innate divine power, and he is facing a stick head-on, and his strength is more than a thousand pounds. Although Pu Aman is also amazing, but the strength of one arm is not as good as the combined force of two arms, I saw his left arm raised, and the left hand Yan slid lightly along the Qi Mei stick, and with the Qi Mei stick pressed down with the momentum of Mount Tai, his person was knocked out of the way, as if the clouds and water slid backwards three or four feet, just came to the position facing Lian Feng. His right hand, which was ready to attack, was raised suddenly, and the right hand swallow flew towards the vest of a Turkic soldier with a thunderous momentum. The Turkic soldier was standing right in front of Lian Feng, covering Feiyan's whereabouts, and when Lian Feng sensed the murderous attack, Pu Aman's right hand Yan had already penetrated through the Turkic soldier's body, wrapped in a curtain of blood, and attacked his lower abdomen. Lian Feng only had time to leap on his side with a short body, and was slashed by his right hand Yan under the ribs with a bloody wound that was more than an inch deep, breaking several ribs. He snorted, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground.

In an instant, Bashanhe and Lian Feng fell almost at the same time, Xiao Lieji resounded at the head of the city, and Zheng Juechen and Ke Zhan shouted in unison: "Brother Lian!" "Brother!"

"Your grandma's!" Seeing that Pu Aman, who was fighting against him, was able to take the time to stab Lian Feng of the Sword Gongzi in addition to the battle, Lei Yechang only felt a big loss of face, roared, stretched out his eyebrows, drew a stick shadow all over the sky, and used his best fast stick to smash towards Pua Man.

Zheng Jiechen roared angrily and rushed towards Lian Feng who fell to the ground, but the iron feather arrows of Tie Lan were like maggots attached to the bones, surrounding him, and he had to retreat backwards, dodging the several arrows in the head, and the silver bow was unfurled, and the white feather arrows were shot out one after another, and the bow and arrow shooting that seemed to have no end began again.

Suddenly, a slash of blades rang out in mid-air. The battle between Xiao Liechen and Ke Ke has reached the point of a life-and-death showdown. The silver spear of Xiao Liechen, the son of the silver gun, is known as the first master of marksmanship in the Central Plains, and the one-word rotary gun is known for its lightness and speed. The wildfire marksmanship of the masters outside the Saiwai is also passed on from the Gun Sacred Flame Venerable who lives in seclusion outside the Saiwai, and the offensive is as crazy as fire, fierce as thunder, showing the ultimate in marksmanship. The two of them are both masters of guns, and both are good attackers, and at the same time in the decisive battle to use the indomitable offensive marksmanship, it is really like a tiger up and down the mountain, and a dragon in the cloud meets a dragon in the fog. The black steel spear and the white silver spear are like black and white fire dragons competing for fire beads in the flames. Between dozens of moves, the two of them were already scarred and covered in blood. The loud bang just now was the sound of the two guns colliding together when they used their proud mastery "White Dragon Out of the Water" and "Flame Tongue Out".

At this moment, seeing their respective comrades-in-arms splashed blood and falling to the ground, Xiao Liechen and Ke Zhan put life and death aside, their eyes were red like fire, the silver gun and the steel gun were condensed in the air at the same time, and the hula sound of the dancing gun spike that was full of chaos just now and the whistling sound of the bamboo whistle when the tip of the gun broke through the air suddenly disappeared. The two stared at each other fiercely, as if carefully observing their opponent's confidence in a decisive battle.

Suddenly, the two of them, like wood carvings and clay sculptures, stretched out their bodies at the same time. Xiao Liechen pulled onions on a clean and neat dry land, jumped high into the air, his body was stunned in the air, and suddenly flashed seven or eight virtual images of Xiao Liechen dancing silver spears, seven or eight high-speed rotating silver spears along different tricky angles towards the battleable whole body vital points broke through the air, each silver spear's attack was as fast as lightning, leaving a snow-white distorted afterimage in the air, as if it was melted and deformed in the flames, hideous and terrifying.

The steel spear in his hand suddenly turned into a black image of more than a dozen bent and deformed rods, as if a black flame of swallowing and changing, and the flames that rushed to the sky surged towards the afterimage of Xiao Fierce Scars, and these dozen marksmanship were miraculously mixed into one move, and they were made out in one breath by the general attack of the warlike torrent, and they rushed into the bull fight, as if they wanted to throw all the living creatures in heaven and earth into the furnace of hell and burn.

At this moment, the supreme divine skill of the first shot in the Central Plains, the "Heavenly Turning Seven Evils", and the unpassed peerless "World Destroying Flood Furnace" of the Outer Gun God collided with each other in the head of Hengzhou City.

The sound of the blade clashing as dense as a popping bean resounded throughout the audience, like rolling thunder falling to the ground, and the sound shook the universe. The Hanhu warriors who were fighting for their lives were in a trance for a while at this moment, and they looked at Xiao Lieji and Ke Zhan in the fierce battle in amazement.

Xiao Lieji and Ke Zhan, who escaped from the shadow of the guns in the sky, spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The dozens of shots stabbed by the two in this moment actually collided with each other at the moment when they could not be fired, and none of them could make a contribution, and the true qi attached to the guns of the two collided dozens of times with the tips of the needles in the snap of their fingers, and both were defeated, and no one could help anyone.

Xiao Lieji, who fell to the ground in mid-air, and Ke Zhan, who had drifted back a few feet, shrank at the same time, like two springs that had been pressed to the extreme. Immediately afterward, the two of them stood upright together, and the silver and steel spears were raised in a straight line. At the same time, the bodies of the two suddenly turned into two lightning rainbows, one black and one white, which were almost invisible to the naked eye, and rushed towards each other.

A piercing sound of blades grinding came to the ears, and the tips of the silver and steel spears met again in the air, and they staggered away from each other, stabbing at the bodies of their respective opponents. Xiao Lieji's silver spear pierced into Ke Zhan's left rib like a bamboo, his body slammed past Ke Zhan, his left arm reached out, grabbed the tip of the spear that emerged from Ke Zhan's back, and the entire silver spear passed through Ke Zhan's left rib cleanly. At the same time, Ke Zhan also reached out of his left arm and grabbed the tip of the steel spear exposed in Xiao Liechen's left back ribs, and a bloody spear splattered blood from Xiao Liechen's back.

The two stood back to back for a moment, Xiao Liechen spat out a mouthful of blood, smiled, and said, "Okay!" His body fell to the ground like a stake. Ke Zhan fell to his knees, coughed a few times, and smiled: "Happy!" fell headlong to the ground.