As soon as Murong Fu jumped, he was three or four zhang high, even if the Liao army rode a horse and held a spear, he could not stab him, and he could only watch him rush into the formation.

Thinking that Murong Fu was to kill the general, the Khitan soldiers only cared about surrounding the officers, but none of them rushed to kill the other party, so Murong Fu also went deep into the hinterland of the formation very smoothly, and opened the vertical spear that stabbed at Ah Zi's back with one palm, and with a rub of luck, they were shocked to get out of their spears.

Murong Fu picked up a few spears, immediately strangled more than a dozen surrounding cavalrymen, grabbed Ah Zi and threw her out.

"Brother-in-law, Heavenly Sword!"

Ah Zi knew that he was careless this time, and in guilt, he threw the Yitian Sword to the other party.

Cui Luhua caught Ah Zi outside the formation and brought her to the rear.

After Murong Fu took over the Yitian Sword, the sword intent on his body was almost condensed into substance, and there was a green light on the tip of the Yitian Sword, and the sharp sword light pierced people's eyes.

As a sword light slashed down like an upside-down ripple, a scream immediately sounded all around, and Murong Fu turned from a fierce beast that was brave and difficult to resist before, into an invincible assassin, and everywhere he went, his heads were thrown up one after another, like cutting leeks.

Even if the Khitan soldiers held shields, waist knives, and spears to resist, they were still cut off by the edge of the Heavenly Sword, and the incision was smooth and smooth, like papier-mâché.

"Everybody in formation, kill this person!"

Seeing that the other party was so terrifying, the Liao officers were also so frightened that they couldn't possess their bodies, and immediately asked 500 people to join forces to surround and kill him.

For a while, the cavalry of five hundred people turned like gears, the war horses ran slowly around, countless long bows and spears stabbed towards Murong Fu, and at the same time, there were chains with curved hooks to strangle him, and the yellow sand on the ground was rolled up with the horses' hooves, blocking the line of sight at the same time, it also had a certain confusing effect.

Under the cover of the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air became less clear, and Murong Fu could only rely on the diffuse qi to lock the direction of the arrows.

After dodging several waves of arrows in a row, Murong Fu carried a palm force in his left hand, swept the yellow sand and flew away, overturning towards a group of Liao soldiers, and following him to use his body to rush into the crowd, another ruthless slaughter.

I only heard the sound of screams in the yellow sand and dust in the sky, and when the sand and dust dissipated, almost no less than 100 people died at Murong Fu's hands, the ground was full of corpses, and in the neat military formation, he was killed out of an open space.

The Liao State officer was dumbfounded, he never expected that there would be such a person in this world, that is, when the brave and invincible King Xiao of the Southern Courtyard was alive, he was not as good as this person, for a while, he suddenly thought of something, and shouted in Chinese: "You...... Are you Murong Fu? ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, thinking that there were still people in the Liao army who knew their names.

"Wait for the Khitan barbarians, today is your death!"

Murong Fu didn't admit it, nor did he deny it, he just shouted loudly and rushed forward again.

The heroes outside the formation were boosted by him, and they became more and more courageous the more they fought, and gradually regained their advantages.

Even if there is no Ah Zi to help, they will each use their housekeeping skills, first cut off the horse's legs, and then kill people.

At this time, in addition to retreating, the Liao army had been blocked by huge rocks in front, and this chaotic stone valley was not accessible in all directions, which made their 3,000 cavalry all surrounded in one place, but the enemy rushed from all directions.

If this continues, they will most likely be wiped out.

Thinking of this, the Liao officer suddenly lost the heart to fight again, and ordered his subordinates to quickly break through from the rear and evacuate here.

Han Baizhan ordered only a small gap to come out, but the rest of the place was surrounded by water.

For a while, the people who were originally going to break through everywhere rushed in that direction at the same time, which greatly reduced the pressure on the heroes, and they could also take advantage of the enemy's escape to mend their knives from behind.

Such a big battle lasted for nearly an hour, and Murong Fu was also completely crazy, just a rough stroke, he killed more than five hundred people, as soon as the sword light came, almost no one could stop it, killing people was like chopping melons and vegetables.

By the time all the Liao troops left, there were less than a thousand people left, and although Murong Fu and his side also killed nearly a thousand people, they could annihilate more than 2,000 people on the other side, which was also a big victory in a miserable victory!

Looking at the remaining 1,000 people, although they were all injured, the aura of slaughter on their bodies was terrifying.

They can be regarded as resurrected from the pile of dead people, facing stumps and broken arms all over the ground, and rivers of blood, they can already deal with it calmly.

Han Baizhan is very satisfied with the momentum of everyone now, and believes that from today onwards, they should also understand that the battlefield is not child's play, and either the enemy dies or I die.

After counting the number of people, several leaders survived, but unfortunately Shan Zheng's second son, Shan Zhongshan, unfortunately died in battle.

Shan Zheng has five sons, known as the "Five Tigers of the Shan Family" in the rivers and lakes, his third son Shan Shushan was killed by Xiao Feng in the battle of Juxianzhuang that day, and the fifth son Shan Xiaoshan was hacked to death by Xiao Feng with a knife in the battle of Shaolin, but he didn't want to experience the pain of losing his son again today.

Regarding the corpses here, Han Baizhan's suggestion is to cremate them together, after all, many of them are fellow martial artists in the Central Plains, if their bodies are left to expose the corpses to the wilderness, firstly, because they cannot be taken away, it will be chilling, and secondly, they are afraid that after the Liao army comes back, their remains will be ruined.

Shan Zheng wanted to take his son back to be buried, but everyone's bodies were cremated together, and many of them were relatives and friends of the survivors.

Thinking of this, he could only tearfully and painfully cremate his son Shan Zhongshan and the corpses of everyone.

Murong Fu understood his suffering, and after comforting him, he said that Han Baizhan had a roster, and when he returned to Juxianzhuang, he would order someone to build a stone tablet to commemorate this group of dead righteous men!

Hearing his words, Shan Zheng felt a little better in his heart, thinking that with this group of brothers who were born and died with his son to be cremated here, at least on Huangquan Road, he would not be alone!

Now that the corpses of the enemy and his own people are mixed together, and it is not clear who is whom, Murong Fu simply asked everyone to pile up the corpses together and burn them, just return the dust to dust, and the earth to the earth, let this fire burn all the sins of everyone's life!

They didn't stay here for long, and after packing up some weapons and equipment that were still intact and taking them away, everyone rushed back.

After half a day of traveling, Murong Fu and the others saw the Jinqi brothers who were answering and inquiring about the news in front.

Seeing that Murong Fu and the others had returned safely and repelled the Liao soldiers, several people were immediately excited, and after leaving two people to lead the way, the remaining three hurriedly rode their horses to the team in front of them, intending to tell them the good news.