Chapter 152: Fierce Battle in the Barracks

"Huh"

A wolf's tooth arrow swept past Chen Yunfeng's halberd, accurately and sharply piercing the calf of the war horse he sat on, only to see the war horse staggering, Chen Yunfeng's face remained unchanged, his hand pressed on the saddle, and his whole body rose up like a big peng.

"Shoot me. The commander pointed to Chen Yunfeng, who still let the halberd block all the arrows in mid-air, and shouted.

Waves of arrows rained down on Chen Yunfeng, the halberd in his hand didn't stop, his feet were still rushing towards the camp gate like a galloping horse, seeing that the distance was only a dozen meters to the gate, Chen Yunfeng's halberd in his hand blocked the arrows that shot but the power was greatly reduced, and his left hand pushed it towards the antlers in front of him.

More than a hundred years of powerful true qi blew forward like a violent wind, and the antlers and horses in front of him were carried up by the palm wind, and they crackled towards the Mongolian soldiers who were blocking the gate.

The sharp antlers of the horse fell into the crowd like a torrential rain, and a burst of screams rose in succession, Chen Yunfeng's left hand kept slapping out, and more antlers fell towards the crowd.

"Wow, lala," the commander who shot Chen Yunfeng's horse leg screamed wildly, and rushed towards Chen Yunfeng with a mace in his hand, seeing that his steps were solid, the mace in his hand was also very thick, but he was not a martial artist who practiced internal strength.

"Eat me. ”

The mace in the commander's hand was like Chen Yunfeng pulling it over, Chen Yunfeng had already made a mess of the surrounding shooters at this time, and the sporadic arrows had no effect on him in the slightest, seeing the commander waving the mace to hit, he let out a low cry The halberd in his hand crashed into it with a loud thunderous sound.

"Bang. The mace made a muffled sound and flew off into the distance, and the captain's hands were full of blood. Only one or two of the ten fingers remained on the palm of the zĂ i, and the rest were knocked out of sight by the blow.

Chen Yunfeng's swing just now was in accordance with the sword intent of the heavy sword. I didn't expect it to be able to be used in the same way on the halberd, and he suddenly understood that the so-called sword intent of the heavy sword was just an understanding of martial arts. It should be the same on all weapons.

Shoot down the weapons in the hands of the commander, Chen Yunfeng does not intend to let go of these alien bandits, since he can become an officer, then he has more Han blood on his hands, Chen Yunfeng's body rushed forward, and the halberd in his hand immediately took it, and the crescent moon on one side of the halberd slipped past the neck of the commander, and when Chen Yunfeng had already rushed into the camp and rushed forward, half of the commander's neck showed blood marks and slowly fell.

As soon as he entered the camp, Chen Yunfeng couldn't help but have a big head. Thousands of cavalry in the battalion kept galloping back and forth, as soon as they saw him, several cavalry rushed up, the scimitar in his hand slashed down, the long halberd in Chen Yunfeng's hand was flicked, and a touch of black cold light disappeared in the blink of an eye, but only half of the cavalry was still on the horse.

As soon as a few Mongol cavalry were cut down ferociously, more cavalry gathered around, but fortunately this was a large camp, and the cavalry could not exert their shock power. Otherwise, no matter how fast his hands and feet were, he would not be able to stop the continuous onslaught of cavalry.

Seeing that several cavalrymen rushed up again, Chen Yunfeng strode forward, and the halberd in his hand spun up like a whirlwind, and he continued to rush forward. The halberd in his hand whipped all the people around him, and for a moment it became a scene of horses neighing and screaming.

Although those Mongolian soldiers saw that Chen Yunfeng was brave and unmatched, he was alone. These alien races, who have always admired warriors, are constantly rushing forward.

Killing nearly 100 people, Chen Yunfeng rushed forward but less than 100 meters. However, the Chinese army camp was still hundreds of meters away from here, and Chen Yunfeng looked at the Mongolian cavalry that was densely surrounded. After opening his mouth and shouting, the halberd in his hand threw out a big circle, and after forcing the surrounding cavalry away, he lifted the halberd upside down, jumped up with his feet, and stepped on the heads of those Mongolian soldiers and flew towards the Chinese military tent.

"Stop Him"

The Mongolian soldiers roared loudly, but Chen Yunfeng's supreme light skill was a figure that even a master could not lock, and he had already broken through the crowd on the periphery after a dozen dodges, and soon he saw Guo Jing and Yang Guo who were being besieged.

In front of a collapsed camp, King Jinlun and others were trying to capture Guo Jing, if it weren't for Kublai Khan's thoughts on Guo Jing and Tuo Lei is sake, Guo Jing and Yang at this time had died prematurely, when he waved the eighteen palms of the dragon again to force away the besiegers, Guo Jing had blood on the corner of his mouth but kept blocking King Jinlun and Xiao Xiangzi and others and shouted:

"Come on, let's go"

This Yang Guo was originally going to work with Jin Lun and others to kill Guo Jing, but Guo Jing was desperately protected behind him, which made Yang Guo's original idea of revenge collapse instantly, at this time, the hypocrite sword in his hand with red eyes kept blocking the masters who surrounded him, but he was not willing to escape alone.

"It couldn't have come at a better time. Chen Yunfeng jumped on the top of a tent and looked down, and couldn't help but say secretly.

At this moment, Guo Jing's internal injuries and toxicity attacked, and he fell down after a burst of dizziness, Yang Guo grabbed Guo Jing on his back, and was about to rush out.

"Brother Yang, protect Guo Daxia, I'll stop them. Chen Yunfeng swept away from the top of the tent with a loud shout, just in front of Yang Guo and said.

"Brother Chen, you're here. Yang Guo said excitedly.

Thousands of infantry regiments surrounded a few people around this big tent, this Kublai Khan because Guo Jing was his father's godbrother, he just asked his subordinates to be captured alive, otherwise Guo Jing was already unconscious at this time, Yang Guo had exhausted his strength, and he should have hung up long ago under the siege of a group of masters.

None of the Mongolians present knew Chen Yunfeng, Nemo Xing, Xiao Xiangzi and others, although they had seen him in the Valley of Despair, they didn't know how powerful he was, and as soon as the Golden Wheel Dharma King retreated, he was ready to let the others die.

Nemo Xing had been injured by Guo Jing before, but the reward given by Kublai Khan was too attractive to him.

He endured the pain, and a strange ball chain snake whip in his hand shot towards Chen Yunfeng.

Chen Yun said without looking back: "Brother Yang, if you break through, I want to see how capable these guys are." ”

Seeing Nemo's snake whip arrive, the halberd in Chen Yunfeng's hand stabbed Nemo Xing's chest with a forward pick, and the huge halberd head burst out with a roar, this halberd is one foot long, and the snake whip in Nemo's hand is only more than three feet, and this halberd is like a giant python devouring, which scared Nemo Xing's lazy donkey to roll and roll to the side.

"Hmph, I can't measure my strength, Jinlun National Teacher, how did you retreat to the back. Chen Yunfeng held the tail of the halberd with one hand, and pointed to the Golden Wheel Dharma King with a face full of clouds and sunshine.

Chen Yunfeng blocked it with a halberd in his hand, Yang Guo and Guo Jing in a coma had already rushed out of the camp on a leprosy horse, and when they heard Chen Yunfeng's provocation, King Jinlun's face changed and he grabbed a mixed iron rod from the Mongolian general next to him and rushed up.

"Drink. Seeing that the Golden Wheel Dharma King could no longer continue to chase and kill Guo Jing, Chen Yunfeng in front of him was also not to be underestimated, and the mixed iron rod in his hand attacked Chen Yunfeng with a strong wind with the magic wand method. (To be continued......)

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