As soon as Zhang Guifang's voice fell, a general named Fenglin waved the mace in his hand:

"The last general is willing to go and bring his head back to the marshal as a night pot!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Zhang Guifang to agree, and directly urged him to step forward to meet Uncle Ji, and saw a general coming out of the opposite camp.

Uncle Ji wanted to try it out with Zhang Guifang, and asked directly:

"It's Zhang Guifang?"

Feng Lin replied, "No." I am the vanguard officer Fenglin under Marshal Zhang. You don't know how thick the sky is.

Don't pee on what virtue you have, you dare to challenge Marshal Zhang, and you don't have to come forward to deal with someone like you.

I'll be able to cut you down from your horse. You still obediently stuck your head over and let me cut it off, saving you and me trouble.

Shen Gongbao, who was hidden in the sky, really had a headache after hearing these words, this ancient people fought wars, how could they have so much nonsense one by one.

Uncle Ji was scolded by Fenglin for a bloody head, and he had long wanted to shoot this annoying guy in front of him to death, but he didn't finish his words.

Due to the rules on the battlefield, Uncle Ji endured his anger and listened to Feng Lin's nonsense, and as soon as Feng Lin's voice fell, Uncle Ji shouted:

"Huangkou Xiaoer, dare to humiliate me like this, you see that if I don't stab you to death with one shot, I will have your surname! Look at the gun!"

After finishing speaking, he used his hands hard, and with a move of the immortal to guide the way, he stabbed the spear in his hand towards Feng Lin's head, and Feng Lin scolded: "Just you, you can stab me to death with one shot, and I will have your surname!"

Urging the war horse under the crotch to shake the mace, he swung away Uncle Ji's rod and stabbed him in the head, followed by a mace in response to Uncle Ji's rod.

Raised the mace, split Huashan with one move, and smashed down Uncle Ji's head. Uncle Ji hurriedly put the gun horizontally, and set fire to the sky with one move.

blocked a move to smash his head, two people you come and go, you smash me, I stab you and fight together.

After nearly 30 rounds, the winner has not yet been decided. The spear used by Uncle Ji's pole is relatively lightweight.

And Feng Lin uses a mace, and usually encounters an opponent whose strength is not as good as his own, and Feng Lin can completely rely on his own strength to bully people.

But Uncle Ji is also a famous Xiqi general, not only is his strength not less than that of Fenglin, but also not weaker than Fenglin in the subtlety of his moves.

After fighting for a short time, the shortcomings of this weapon being too heavy were exposed, and Feng Lin felt bitter in his heart, and his mace became heavier and heavier.

I'm almost unable to swing it. As the weapon of the wind forest became slower and slower, it was finally discovered by Uncle Ji's pole.

Uncle Ji shouted:

"Look at the guns!"

One shot stabbed at Feng Lin's waist and eyes, and Feng Lin saw that the shot that stabbed his waist was a little too late to block or dodge.

Angry scolding:

"Where are you going, you want my old waist!"

Concentrated all his strength, he jumped up from the back of the war horse, and although Feng Lin dodged being shot in the waist.

But the calf was inevitably slashed by the tip of Uncle Ji's gun, "stab!" and made a bloody gap.

Feng Lin was shot in the left leg. I couldn't care about fighting anymore, I couldn't even care about riding my horses, I threw away my mace, and I fled to my camp even if I was crawling.

Seeing the wind forest hurt. How could Uncle Ji let go of such a good opportunity, and now if you don't take advantage of your illness to kill you, what are you waiting for.

hurriedly urged the war horse to chase, and taunted while chasing:

"Boy, what are you running? Can't you, don't you run if you can, come on, come on, come again, this time I'll let you have a hand."

You see, if I don't beat you up, I'm your son!"

Originally, if Uncle Ji didn't mock and humiliate Feng Lin like this, Feng Lin really didn't want to deal with Uncle Ji anymore, but Uncle Ji really owed.

scolded Feng Lin directly, and Feng Lin scolded in his heart while running:

If people want to face trees and bark, won't I be defeated, and you will scold me like this? Okay, since you don't save me a little face.

Then I'll fight with you, don't think I'm so easy to handle, who hasn't had a little life-saving skill in his hands these years.

Originally, I didn't plan to expose my hole cards, but looking at the current situation, if I didn't kill Uncle Ji, Uncle Ji would scold himself to death.

Although Feng Lin was injured in the leg, it did not affect him to release his life-saving life. With his head down, he silently recited the incantation as he ran away.

When Feng Lin finished reciting the mantra, he deliberately slowed down his pace of escape, waiting for Uncle Ji to be fooled, and Feng Lin had a wound on his leg.

It is reasonable to run slower and slower, Uncle Ji didn't know that Fenglin was waiting to plot against him, so he directly plunged into the trap of Fenglin recklessly.

Listening to the sound of the horse's hooves getting closer and closer to him, Feng Lin estimated the time in his heart, and suddenly turned his head and opened his mouth:

"Ahh

According to Uncle Ji's pole, he split his head and covered his face.

Poor Uncle Ji originally wanted to hide, but the distance was so close, and it happened so suddenly, let alone Uncle Ji.

If it weren't for a really agile master, no one would be able to dodge such a sudden sneak attack. Ji Shugang was the twelfth son of King Wen Ji Chang.

Since he was a child, when did he experience such a disgusting thing, he was disgusted to death by the magic weapon Hu that Feng Lin spit out from his mouth.

Not to mention that Uncle Ji was disgusted to death, the two opposing armies, hundreds of thousands of horses, were all disgusted, regardless of race.

One by one, they looked at Fenglin with disdain, why is this guy so disgusting, he actually spits out magic weapons and kills people. Just when everyone thought the wind forest was disgusting.

Something even more spicy happened, Feng Lin gasped, and sucked the magic weapon of Hu on Uncle Ji's face that he didn't know what it was, white with green, soft and not chirping, into his mouth.

(yue)。。。。。。

There was a sudden sound of vomiting on the battlefield, not to mention people, even the mounts under the gods of all walks of life began to vomit.

Huang Feihu sat down on the colorful sacred cow while spitting and scolding in his heart:

"I'm confused by this strange human behavior, it's a little disgusting, my old cow often regurgitates, that's what I was born with.

But aren't you humans the race that claims to love cleanliness the most, how could you suddenly pop up such a disgusting strange thing as you.

Even the old cow that ruminates every day is disgusting to me. ”

There was a sound of vomiting on the battlefield, and after looking at the situation in front of him, Jiang Ziya wiped the filth on his beard, and ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops weakly.

In the current situation, there is no way to fight this battle again, and how to fight it, many soldiers not only vomited out the breakfast they ate before the war.

What's more, they vomit all the bile.

However, Shen Gongbao, who was watching the battle incognito above the sky, was not affected at all, and looked at the two armies below.

There was a very disdainful expression on his face:.

"Cut, you can't stand this? I've heard even more disgusting jokes than this, you ancients are really rare and weird. ”

After finishing speaking, he took out a piece of cut cantaloupe from the Qiankun bag and gnawed it.