The fierce battle between the Fuli monk and the Dajing monk continued, and the Fuli army retreated a few steps, withdrew their swords and drew their guns, and stabbed at the Dajing monk again and again when they saw the gap.

The monks flew down from the foggy sea and mountain, and then fought here, and in the blink of an eye, nearly half an hour had passed. Yuanying Monk is better, but those Jindan monks, under the continuous operation of the qi engine, the spiritual energy in their hearts is getting less and less, and many people have run out of oil and dried up.

Gritted his teeth and carried a round of attacks from the Fuli monks, and before he could take a breath, the spears of the Fuli army came in chaos again. After several successive times, many Jindan monks were either seriously injured or died. For a time, the situation of the Dajing monks was extremely critical.

Although Li Simiao and Gu Guanyu tried their best, Fu Li's side, under the leadership of Chong Wenliang and Yong Kexiu, coupled with the cooperation of the army, fought to the death and did not retreat, and firmly dragged the pace of the Dajing monks' advance.

Li Yuan saw it really in the sky, and he couldn't help but be proud, but the moves in his hand became more and more ruthless, and he never gave Fan Yao a chance to go to reinforcements.

Although Fan Yao was very anxious, he repeatedly showed a lose-lose style of play, but Li Yuan was very cunning, and his body was uncertain, so he didn't give Fan Yao a chance.

But as long as Fan Yao wanted to leave, the Shocking Cloud Sword in his hand would kill Fan Yao, and his purpose was very clear, that is, to drag Fan Yao and prevent him from going to disrupt the battle.

After two or three times, Fan Yao was helpless, ruthless, and didn't care about the battle situation on the ground, but vented his anger to Liyuan, and rushed forward, his fists and fingers beckoned to Liyuan.

When the two people in the sky were in full swing, almost in no particular order, their divine consciousness was coming with a warning meaning, and they couldn't help but look at the dusty place in the distance together.

A few miles away, a group of cavalry numbered about a few thousand, waving their banners, their armor bright, and swift as the wind, were hurrying towards this side.

Fan Yao and Li Yuan both had their own guesses, so they immediately exchanged moves, retreated a few feet each, and then stood in the air and looked at the cavalry from far and near.

The distance of several miles was accelerated by the cavalry with all its might, and it only took a moment to rush in, and before Fan Yao and Li Yuan could make a move, a person wearing divine armor flew up in vain in the cavalry, and he looked at this from afar and shouted: "Brother Fan, is it really you?"

Fan Yao looked at the divine general flying in the air, only felt that his voice was very familiar, and couldn't help but hesitate and said, "Yes, I am Fan Yao, may I ask who you are?"

The god general laughed when he heard this, stretched out his hand and lifted his face armor, revealing a square face with a bearded and angry eyes, Fan Yao couldn't help but be surprised and happy after seeing it clearly, and asked loudly: "Brother Liu, you, why are you here?"

That god general is none other than Liu Haimao, the leader of the Axe Gang on Kuhou Mountain, who is also the Yiwu general of Dajing Qingfeng City.

After Qingfeng City was destroyed a few years ago, he was entrusted by Fan Yao's parents to protect the people of Qingfeng City and go to Gutong Town. And for this reason, the Black Wind Village was established on Kuhou Mountain, robbing the rich and helping the poor in order to provide the people in distress with food and clothing.

A few years later, he didn't know Fan Yao again, and when he learned that Fan Yao was the son of Engong, he was full of emotion, and they founded the Axe Gang together.

When Fan Yao was separated from him, Liu Haimao once said that if Fu Li dared to raise troops to attack again, he would definitely return to Qingfeng City to fight with him in order to avenge Fan Yao's parents.

Now that Liu Haimao is here, it is undoubtedly his word that he will do, so that he can reunite with Fan Yao here.

Liu Haimao looked at it, seeing that the Dajing monk in front of him was fighting with the Fuli army, and the situation was not optimistic, he frowned, waved his hand and said, "Brother Fan, don't talk much." Are you going to rush into town?"

Fan Yao's divine sense locked on Liyuan to prevent him from secretly making a move, and said, "That's right. These Fuli troops don't know how to get here, and they want to disadvantage the people of this town and blackmail us. ”

Liu Haimao covered his armor and said in a muffled voice: "Brother Fan, I'll help you wait, and if you have some words in the town, we will talk about it again." ”

Fan Yao was overjoyed and saluted Liu Haimao.

Liu Haimao waved his hand, although his voice was sullen, he could also hear a little happiness, "You are the third leader of my axe gang, and it is only natural to help you." After speaking, he also smiled heartily.

After the two of them said a few words, the cavalry had already rushed to Liu Haimao's side, and several of them, Fan Yao, were even more familiar, and before he could speak first, those people shouted in unison: "Three masters, we helped you come." ”

These people are Li Jingang, Wang Fengnian, Thin Monkey and Pork Ribs who dealt with Fan Yao first.

I saw that these people were all wearing Dajing's standard armor, and they were riding armored war horses under their crotches, which also looked heroic.

Looking at the old man's appearance and the feeling of thousands of miles of help, Fan Yao had mixed feelings, and his heart was warm, but he opened his mouth and said: "The big guy will give it to me together, cut the chin." ”

After shouting, several people in the sky and on the ground looked at each other and laughed loudly.

In an instant, Liu Haimao made a gesture, Li Jingang waved the command flag solemnly, and saw that the cavalry team of thousands of people did not make adjustments and rest, but suddenly accelerated, showing a spear across the horse's head, rushing towards the battlefield like thunder.

Liu Haimao and the others only had time to wave their hands to Fan Yao, and then rushed forward with the army.

Seeing this, Fan Yao hurriedly shouted to the Dajing monks: "Fellow Daoists, the Dajing border army has come to support me, and you should quickly cooperate with them and work together to enter the town." ”

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his fists, looked at Liyuan and said murderously: "Brother Li, let the two of us fight again!"

Li Yuan was not in a hurry, just watched Liu Haimao and the others rush over with the cavalry, and did not make a move to stop them, seeing Fan Yao killing again, holding the Shocking Cloud Sword in his hand and posing casually, he said leisurely: "Fan Yao, can't you see that this Qingwa Town is the place where you are buried, I really don't know what you are doing in a hurry to send you to death?"

Fan Yao sneered when he heard this, and said, "With your ruthless understanding of the Heavenly Dao, you won't understand this truth. ”

Li Yuan laughed, and the Shocking Cloud Sword stopped Fan Yao's sword intent that shot over, and said, "Rolling red dust wall guests, don't ask about the suffering and sorrow of the world. You and I are both people who are favored by the way of heaven, and if nothing else, we will all have endless longevity. Worry about labor for some ordinary people who are ordinary people and ants, Fan Yao, I don't know whether to say that you are hypocritical or stupid?"

Fan Yao stepped a little down, stepped on a ripple in the air, and his body staggered with Liyuan to change his move, and said with a sneer: "Heaven is ruthless, always with good people, do you understand this sentence?"

Li Yuan pondered for a moment when he heard this, shook his head and said, "I only know that the Heavenly Dao is ruthless, and the Great Dao is heartless. If you want to always be with a good person, you have to see if he has this qualification!"

Fan Yao stopped speaking when he heard this. The Tao is not the same, not to mention that this person is still a person from a foreign country, then there is nothing to say, everything depends on whose fist is hard, and the one who wins the battle is qualified to make his voice heard.

At the moment, the fist gang refers to the wind and sword intent, and it is entangled with each other from the abyss.

On the ground, all the Dajing monks were in high spirits when they heard what Fan Yao said, and watched the Dajing cavalry rushing behind them dodge the route one after another.

Li Sitong hurriedly applied some ointment to the wound, and shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoists, let's entangle those Fuli monks and open the way for my Dajing cavalry!"

Seeing that the way of life was in sight, all the Dajing monks cheered up, although their bodies were exhausted, they all rose up and fought with their last strength to kill the monks who had left Fuli.

Liu Haimao saw that the Dajing monk in front of him had already dodged the way forward, and looked at the Fuli army that was like a black tide gathering and stopping at the gate of the town, and his eyes were bloodthirsty.

The wings behind him stretched out horizontally, swinging the sand and stones, and made a gesture of rushing, leaving Li Jingang with an unwilling look on his face, waving the command flag to command the cavalry brigade, but he rushed towards the Fuli army first.

Standing below Daxu, the general surnamed Zhang, who commanded the Fuli army, snorted coldly when he saw this, and said sharply: "I don't know whether I live or die, thousands of cavalry want to do something to break the army, when did Dajing become so arrogant." The soldiers are optimistic, and wait for me to take off his head, so as to strengthen the morale of my army. ”

When the Fuli army heard this, they waved their weapons one after another, shouting loudly: "Victory! Victory!" shouted and cheered for their general.

The general surnamed Zhang put the Ling Qi in his hand, and in the cheers of the Fuli soldiers, he volleyed towards Liu Haimao.

I secretly thought to myself that General Tuoba would not hesitate to face the strongest of the Dajing monks mentioned by the Venerable Master in order to arouse the fighting spirit of the people. Although he begged to die, I am not a paper general, and now I will take down this Dajing general and strengthen our army.

But seeing that the two human images in the sky were like meteors, and the two steel torrents on the ground collided together in the blink of an eye.

People turned on their backs, and the blood-red and bloody smell permeated the south gate of Qingwa Town. The long-term monk war, although it was just a group of Yuanying and Jindan monks, also caused the aura of heaven and earth to be disordered, and then the dark clouds were covered with lightning and thunder, and the end was extremely terrifying.

The two generals in the sky, their wings fanned, they didn't take out their weapons, and their fists and feet were combined with the blessing of the martial soul unique to martial artists, and every hit was a flash of light, using the pure dantian qi in the body to the extreme.

When the Divine Armor intersected with the Divine Armor, it would bring up a piece of sparks in the deafening roar, and looking at the momentum of its fighting, it looked even more amazing than those ordinary Yuan Infant Monks fighting.

After a few moves from the general surnamed Zhang and Liu Haimao, I saw that the opponent's moves were exquisite, and his fists were not far from his own vital points, and when he punched, he always felt that he would not give up until he reached his goal.

If he hadn't been wearing divine armor, I'm afraid he would have been seriously injured or even killed on the spot. Rao is like this, and he was also shocked with Venus in his eyes, and his head was muddy.

In a panic, he took a few steps back from the empty gear and asked loudly, "Who are you the person opposite?"