Chapter 48: Rolling up a thousand piles of snow

"Can't you think of it, are you dreaming?" looked at Hu Zhenjiang, who was running wildly and stopping his arrogance, Ge Xiong sneered.

"Hu Zhenjiang, we have been waiting for a long time. Honestly, you're two hours later than I expected!" Jiang Cheng strode from behind, the corners of his mouth full of sneers.

Almost at the same time, the Geshan Division, which was pushing the grain cart in the rear, and the hunters from the Fire Rì Department put down the grain cart at the same time, stretched out their bows and arrows, and immediately aimed at the Hu Zhenjiang group at the head.

The fire dragon surrounded by the rear was also moving rapidly, the sound of the bowstring sounded, and Jiang Cheng and his party surrounded it in a semicircle, and the bone arrows on the open hunting bow flashed with a cold light in the night.

Ge Xiong and Jiang Cheng's composure made Hu Zhenjiang a little puzzled, but when he turned his head, he saw that the long fire dragon of the people and horses had already surrounded the people and horses of the Geshan Division, and his confidence immediately increased.

After all, all the manpower of the Geshan Department and the Fire Rì Department on the opposite side is only more than a hundred people. However, the four-clan alliance army he brought with him, after mobilizing some of the men from the clan, reached a terrifying number of 600 people.

Six hundred against one hundred, what else does he have to worry about?

"Ge Xiong, you're fucking stupid, aren't you? We can have six hundred people, and fifteen soul warriors, and in a few breaths, we can kill you completely!"

Speaking of this, Hu Zhenjiang shouted at the patriarch of the Fire Rì tribe Huo Gaochi: "Huo Gaochi, give you one last chance, take your men and horses out, this time, I will only destroy the Geshan tribe!"

Hearing this, the fire was blazing, but he roared at Ge Xiong: "Old Ge, this guy wants to destroy you Ge Shanbu!"

Ge Xiong laughed hehehe, "Hu Zhenjiang, you are really good, you actually want to kill my Ge Shanbu!"

"So what? Ge Xiong, if you know each other, surrender immediately, and save the lives of your ordinary clansmen. Otherwise, don't blame us for killing them all!"

When Huzhenjiang was cool, the patriarch of the Feiyu tribe gently leaned into Huzhenjiang's ear and said to Feilong: "Tiger, if it is late, it will change, it is better to fight quickly!"

Hu Zhenjiang, who had never raised his eyebrows in front of Geshanbu like this, suffocated suddenly, and looked back into the distance, this place is not too far from Geshanbu, if Geshanbu's reinforcements arrive, the price paid can be a bit big.

"Ge Xiong, give you one last chance, if you don't surrender, these six hundred hunters on our side can turn you into hedgehogs in an instant!" Hu Zhenjiang's hand was raised suddenly, and when his hand was waved down, it was the moment when ten thousand arrows were fired.

To Huzhenjiang's great surprise, until this moment, Ge Xiong and Jiang Cheng, the patriarchs of the Geshan Clan, still did not have the slightest expression of fear or even nervousness, but instead joked with him for a long time.

"It's not certain who will turn someone into a hedgehog, just look around!" said Ge Xiong laughed.

Hearing this, Hu Zhenjiang subconsciously looked around, and found that the bows and arrows in the hands of the hundreds of people surrounding the grain carts on both sides had been aimed at him at some point.

Those hundreds of cold and glittering arrows instantly made Hu Zhenjiang's cold hair explode.

"Chixi Ministry, Flying Fish Ministry, you?"

"Hmph!" With a sneer, Ge Xiong, who raised his hand, waved his hand violently: "shè!"

At the same moment, the patriarch of the Flying Feather Clan, who found that something was wrong, roared at the Flying Dragon: "Be careful!"

Woohoo blah blah!

The arrows that shimmered with cold light instantly caused ripples in the night sky. I don't know when, the men and horses of the Flying Fish and Chixi Tribes have merged into the ranks of the Geshan Department in the encirclement, and one by one sharp arrows tore through the night sky with Ge Xiong's order.

This sudden change immediately caught the Huli clan, who was bent on grabbing food, and the hunters of the Flying Feather Department by surprise. The superiority of both the enemy and the enemy is almost reversed.

The sound of sharp arrows into the flesh and the screams of the clansmen woke up in extreme shock, and Hu Zhenjiang could hardly believe it.

"Flying Fish Department, Chixi Department, you two treacherous guys, I, the Huli Clan, will never stand with you from now on!" With an angry roar, Hu Zhenjiang slammed into Jiang Cheng who was not far away, "Kill, kill a bloody way!"

In the distance, the corners of the mouths of the patriarchs of the Flying Fish Department and the Chixi Department showed a hint of clarity at the same time, "Let's talk about it if I have a life to go back alive!" Of course, they won't say anything about the helplessness in this betrayal alliance.

The move of Geshanbu to burn grain gave them almost no choice!

"Kill, kill a bloody way home!" When he shouted these words, the patriarch of the Flying Feather Clan turned bitter at the corner of the Flying Dragon's mouth.

After tonight, how many of the warriors he brought out of his clan will be able to return home?

"Hey, Hu Zhenjiang, your opponent is me!" When Hu Zhenjiang pounced on Jiang Cheng, Ge Xiong's body swung like a bear and pounced on Hu Zhenjiang.

At this moment, this battle for grain planned by the Huli clan Jīng has turned into a counterattack by the Geshan tribe.

Originally, the four-clan alliance army of six hundred people from the Huli clan had an overwhelming strength against the Geshan tribe.

But with the backlash between the Chixi Department and the Flying Fish Department, the force comparison between the two sides immediately became more than four hundred against three hundred!

Especially Qi Shiè, the hunters of the two tribes who suddenly defected, in the first round, caused heavy casualties to the hunters of the Huli clan and the Feiyu tribe.

But that's not the most important thing.

The most important thing is the comparison of the number of revenants on both sides.

In nearby clan conflicts, the Revenant is the ultimate force that decides the outcome of the battle. A seven-fold soul martial artist in the Chengen Realm can easily destroy a hundred ordinary hunters.

Originally, the number of soul warriors in the alliance of the four clans reached fifteen. Among them, the soul warriors of the Huli clan suffered the most casualties in the martial arts competition, so the number was the least.

Now, with the backlash between the Chixi Clan and the Flying Fish Clan, the number of Soul Warriors on the Geshan Tribe's side has suddenly reached sixteen, and the number of all the Soul Warriors currently arrived by the Tiger Power Clan and the Flying Feather Clan is only seven.

There was hardly any comparison in the strength of the two sides, especially the revenants on the side of the Geshan tribe, who were also blocked by the revenants, and every time they moved, an ordinary Huli hunter was killed.

Jiang Cheng, who was carved like this, flashed beside the hunter of the Huli clan like the wind, and with a flash of red sword, a big human head soared into the air.

It was the red string knife that Ah Gong gave to Jiang Cheng.

In just a few breaths, five hunters of the Tiger Power Clan had already been killed by Jiang Cheng, but even so, Jiang Cheng still did not have the slightest softness, and the red sword light slashed out again.

"Ah, Jiang Cheng, I'll kill you!" Looking at Jiang Cheng, who was almost slaughtering his own people, the tiger was full of eyes, and he was slapped desperately, jumped out of the battle circle, and rushed towards Jiang Cheng with a wild aura around him.

Looking at that posture, he actually wanted to rely on the eightfold cultivation of the Chengen Realm to kill Jiang Chengcheng in the palm of his hand!

"It's a good time!" Jiang Cheng, who had fought out of the heroism, also put his sword into the sheath, threw down the clansmen of the Huli clan, and faced the Human Mountain.

Oh!

While running, Jiang Cheng roared wildly, his mind moved, and the pig king rushed violently.

In an instant, the blood around Jiang Cheng's body and the spiritual power in the sea of qi burned wildly, and it was visible to the naked eye, Jiang Cheng's body swelled suddenly, and the speed of the colleagues around him who exploded suddenly doubled, becoming as fast as lightning!

Feeling the momentum of Jiang Cheng's body, Hu Manshan was taken aback, and at the same time, a faint protective aura filled his body, and his fists were instantly filled with spiritual light.

Tiger Claw Break!

At this moment, Jiang Cheng had already punched in.

At the moment of punching, the spiritual power rolled up thousands of piles of snow on the ground, forming a white snow waterfall like a horse, mixed with the rumbling sound of a waterfall, and blasted towards Human Mountain.

A thousand waterfalls!

Bang!

The fists and tiger claws collided violently, and the white snow waterfall immediately exploded into a sky of flying snow.

The incomparable heavy and heavy strength directly smashed Hu Manshan's tiger claws and slammed into Hu Manshan's chest.

The blood on the chest of the tiger was rushing in all directions.

The snow that had just burst in the sky was immediately dyed with blood.

In the next moment, Hu Zhenjiang, who was fighting hard with Ge Xiong, sounded a mournful cry: "Full of mountains!"

Almost at the same moment, the head of the tiger mountain soared into the sky!

In the sky, the eyes on the heads of the flying tiger mountain people blinked, and the last trace of incredulity permeated them

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