Fu Heng sighed when the other party's questioning voice sounded, but he didn't feel too depressed in his heart, he didn't think that he could hide all the remaining guards and enter the fortress in one go. Now standing at the front, he was only about ten steps away from the person who shouted, and without the wind and snow covering his eyes, he could already see the other party's appearance clearly.

"Raid. ”

With the agreed slogan, let everyone give up their disguise and go all out, but Fu Heng had already rushed out first.

In the season when Zhang Kang shouted "enemy attack", Fu Heng had already jumped up, jumped on the fort of the two of them, picked it up with a knife, and slashed it head, slashing back the second half of his shout.

Zhang Kang is not comparable to Xi Feng, who was half-crippled at the beginning, but Fu Heng is not in the state of being shocked at that time, even if he can't use the secret technique of supernatural powers, his technique is enough to make people look sideways.

A long knife, the whole process is silent, only blooming at the moment of the end.

Zhang Kang lost the first move, and was in the panic of being raided, and was directly split in half with a knife.

Fu Heng, who just solved the opponent, was not half happy, because Zhang Kang's body did not have a trace of blood oozing out, but turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away with the wind, and then condensed and formed five steps away, showing Zhang Kang's appearance. He didn't hesitate, then pulled out a standard war knife, and pounced on Fu Heng again, in a vain attempt to drive down the only person who boarded the fortress.

How could Fu Heng do what he wanted, the long knife circled, using the knife as a sword, several stabs in a row, forcing Zhang Kang to return the knife to defend, and then the knife style flickered and opened and closed like a storm, and the flickering fine and dense and dense like a shower, completely shrouded Zhang Kang without the slightest respite.

Only when his strength was weak, he condensed all the moves into a bundle, and the power was condensed into one point, hitting his spine and blasting his defense away.

And as if he didn't need to charge up, he stepped out in one step, with his legs and body, his body with arms, and his arms with knives, and he was beheaded with a knife.

There was still no blood, and Zhang Kang's body turned into smoke and dispersed, gathering five steps away.

Fu Heng frowned, can't he be killed?

That's it, but such a secret technique is too disgusting, just now he has sped up a point on the basis of fast, and still hasn't been able to kill the other party before the other party casts the spell, doesn't this secret technique need to be cast for time? is it naturally triggered?

It's impossible, if this kind of death substitution secret technique doesn't need to be cast, if it is triggered naturally, it can be compared to supernatural powers, and it is not a medium-grade mastery at all, or is it a mysterious weapon?

The current situation did not allow him to think too much, the guards in the two fortresses were rushing out brandishing their war swords, and a few of them set up forty-two rounds of fire guns, aiming at the other prisoners who were originally ambushed in the distance by Fu Heng's shout.

Excluding the old and weak, this number is three or four hundred, and even if it is a rabble, they can squeeze out a way if they rush up, but only if they can run under the fortress.

Fu Heng's helpers such as Hao Tu and Chai Qi also ran to the bottom of the fortress and were climbing towards the wall battlement.

Fu Heng immediately made a decision, used a knife as a sword, pulled out a few knife flowers, forced back Zhang Kang who pounced again, turned around and walked towards the guard holding a firearm, slashed it to the ground with two knives, and could turn around and take Zhang Kang's sneak attack with one knife.

But Zhang Kang's entanglement was not useless, at least he succeeded in dragging Fu Heng's pace, and the guards behind him made up for it, and Fu Heng immediately felt strained. Fortunately, at this time, Chai Qi and others finally climbed the battlements of the fortress, one contained Zhang Kang, and the rest followed Fu Heng against the enemy.

Although the others were a rabble, the guards were not much better in a comfortable place for a long time, and the two sides were invincible and undefeated for a while.

Of the two forts, this one was completely abandoned, only one of them spewed tongues of fire and shot down the prisoners who charged forward, just because there was no cooperation of the other fort, it could not weave a fire net to prevent the prisoners from approaching, so that they swarmed under the fortress.

In fact, at this time, there was no suspense in the battle, and the most terrible even fire guns had completely lost their effectiveness, and hand-to-hand combat was difficult to defeat with two fists and four hands. Even if there are many low-grade mystical magicians among these guards, the role of low-grade arcane techniques in actual combat can be described as touching, and they really can't cause any actual and effective damage.

When the prisoners began to climb up the wall, the general situation was set, almost all the guards were smashed to the ground, only Zhang Kang was still bouncing outside, and Fu Heng even used methods to kill him twice at most. can only wait for the others to solve their opponents, rush together, and defeat them to subdue.

At this point, the two fortresses completely fell into the hands of the prisoners, and the passage to the outside world was opened, and they were temporarily freed from the status of prisoners.

"Boss Fu, what should we do next?"

Although the sacrifice was not small this time, it was really like what Fu Heng said, taking the Weihu Guard Point, Chai Qi and the others were very convinced of Fu Heng, and at this time they took the initiative to find Fu Heng to ask about the plan.

It was Fu Heng who came forward to answer at the beginning, it was Fu Heng who convinced everyone, and it was Fu Heng who led everyone to capture the fortress in the end, and the credibility and prestige were established in such a little bit. And the map, which was originally a mountain, has long been left behind by everyone, and even the original Tong Ba's manpower is moving closer to Fu Heng.

Fu Heng is also a little complacent, although he is naturally noble, he has never been so sincerely supported, and he is really addicted. But he also knew that now was not the time to relax, and there were more severe tests waiting for him and others ahead, so he directly gave orders.

"The dead were buried on the spot, a few people were left to count the supplies, and the others returned to the island to rest for a day, and the day after tomorrow, everyone escaped from the Great Glacier area. ”

The two fortresses look big, but in fact, there are not many people living at all, and it is cold here, and even if you have kung fu foundation outside, you will die. Therefore, only a part of the people were left to sort out the supplies, and the large army returned to the island.

The victory that had just been won was when everyone's enthusiasm and initiative were at their highest, and everyone immediately took action, and with little need to straighten out, they automatically joined the team on the return trip.

Fu Heng thought about it, and also followed behind the team, he wanted to go back and take Lao Qin.

There were seven or eight hundred prisoners on the island, and only half of them were here, all of them were small gangs and people under the command of various hills. The others are all cowardly and excluded existences. Under normal circumstances, they are not involved in the affairs of the island. Tong Ba was killed, Gao Ya changed owners, they didn't even dare to show their faces, even if they were Mingzhe to protect themselves, so they were not fooled by Fu Heng to come here.

As soon as he turned around, he felt a feeling of weakness spread from his limbs to his whole body.

He was startled, and looked at his right hand holding the knife with a hunch, only to see that a little purple was forming on the back of his hand, and there were more and more of them, and there was even a tendency to diverge towards his whole body. Then I looked at the war knife along the back of my hand, and there was a wisp of gray mist on it that was almost invisible.

Poisoned, poison comes from the knife.