Yang Fanhai and Xue Chengtong fought together, and the black shadow and the red mang were like two dragons entangled around, hideous and terrifying.

Both of them are the combat power of the Dan period, which is not comparable to ordinary generals, and the power of thousands of catties can explode between gestures, plus the urging of true qi to guide the heaven and earth vitality to turn into a howling wind, making it impossible for others to approach.

There is a huge battlefield, and the center of hundreds of thousands of troops has been forced out of a no-man's land by the two, which is terrifying.

In the center of the fierce battle, with a neighing horse, Yang Fanhai rode his horse and galloped wildly, using the momentum of the galloping horse to perform the spearhead marksmanship, intending to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. The black cyclone swirled around the head of the spear, like a jagged tooth, cutting through the air, and the sound of a clatter could be faintly heard.

Xue Chengtong did not show weakness, and waved the blood-colored spear in his hand, like a comet hitting the moon, piercing the sky, and directly greeted him.

The two spears were actually stabbed on the tips of the spears with an astonishing accuracy. With a loud bang, a terrifying wave of qi erupted at the intersection of the tips of the spears, and the astonishing manpower was majestic, layer by layer, wave after wave, rolling up sand and dust, and it turned into a circle of smoke and dust, like a ring of clouds and mist, which was extremely strange.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, and even suddenly silenced for a moment, it was hard to imagine that two martial artists could actually play such an effect.

"Shhh

Two neighing sounds sounded at the same time, and the two horses under their crotches screamed in pain, and fell to the ground at the same time, blood in their mouths. It's just an ordinary war horse, how can it withstand such a force, it has been directly shocked to death.

The two of them tossed and turned, landed and stood firmly, and without saying a word, they rushed together again.

It is worthy of the first of the three evils...... Yang Fanhai sighed secretly in his heart, his strength was not at the same level as those two people at all. The marksmanship is simple and practical, very similar to the scout in the country of Arikuma, but stronger. The power is terrifying, like a violent bear.

This is a strong man tempered from the battlefield, and every move and style is for killing and fighting.

Xue Chengtong was also amazed in his heart, the opponent's marksmanship was also simple and practical, not only the offensive was fast, but also the defense was also leaky, making it difficult for him to win for a while.

It is said that there is no successor to the soldiers of the Ji Kingdom, but now it seems that this is not the case. I have been instructed by a stranger, and I have been practicing for more than 20 years since I was a child, and now I am close to forty years old before I can cultivate in the Dan period, but the other party seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he can already be with himself for a long time.

In time, what kind of cultivation will the other party be? It's hard to imagine, I'm afraid that the so-called cultivation wizard is nothing more than that.

The shadow of the gun was crazy, and he couldn't hold each other, and he mobilized a large number of archers to aim here, and shouted: "Release!"

Under the order, the arrows rained down and poured down. These are all soldiers who have fought with Xue Chengtong for many years, and they know his strength quite well, and this kind of arrow rain can't hurt him at all.

originally wanted to help Xue Chengtong, but unfortunately Yang Fanhai's condensed qi was only stronger than Xue Chengtong, and even if the arrows rained up, he couldn't hurt him.

With a hard fight, the two of them retreated.

Shocked by the amazing momentum of the two, the Changguo soldiers did not dare to approach at all, and could only watch from a distance.

Yang Fanhai gasped, stared at Xue Chengtong for a long time, and suddenly remembered that he had other important things to do, but he didn't know where Xu Fan was at the moment.

That guy sees an opportunity, and he should show up when the time is right...... Yang Fanhai thought to himself in his heart, and then looked at Xue Chengtong in front of him, he already had an idea in his heart.

Either way, you have to defeat this person first.

Holding a black spear and condensing true qi, this time it was not only poured into the arm, but all the Baihui around his body was mobilized. Master Feng once taught him a style of marksmanship, which requires a pulse to mobilize true qi before it can be used.

Now the cultivation is enough, but I have never tried it, and today is the opportunity. According to Master Feng, the more dangerous the situation, the more the potential can be maximized and the easier it is to succeed.

The momentum of staring at the ready to attack made Xue Chengtong's expression solemn, and the warrior's intuition told him that the other party seemed to have the intention to end the battle, and the next attack would be like a storm, either he would be defeated or the other party would die.

Interesting...... A smile appeared on the corner of Xue Chengtong's mouth, and it was difficult for ordinary generals to make up their minds when they saw him, let alone this desperate posture.

is young, but the future is terrifying, Xue Chengtong is also concentrating and holding his breath, ready to break the sky and make a shock.

Looking at each other for a moment, a gust of wind blew, as if the prelude to the battle had been played, and as soon as his body moved, Yang Fanhai rushed out with a black spear in his hand like a tiger.

At the same moment, Xue Chengtong also strode forward like a cheetah, the blood-colored spear in his hand moved, and the shadows of the spear were numerous, as if a flash screen moved rapidly, making it difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

Between the big strides, the smoke and dust were dashing, the sand was flying and the stones were gone, and when they were only five meters apart, Yang Fanhai stabbed the black spear upside down like a meteor in front of him.

At the same moment, the blood-colored spear in Xue Chengtong's hand was also killed. The blood-colored screen-like gun shadow, coupled with the red red armor, at this time, it was like a Shura crawling out of the sea of blood, and the murderous aura was soaring.

The strong shot killed together in an instant, the true qi exploded, and the vitality of heaven and earth swept like a hurricane, ravaging the battlefield.

"Ahh

At this moment, neither of them had the intention of backing down, and tried their best to defeat each other in one fell swoop, letting that terrible force bombard their bodies without retreating.

"Boy, this is not enough!" Xue Chengtong said coldly, he was a little surprised at the moment, the other party's shot didn't seem to be as powerful as he imagined.

Yang Fanhai smiled slightly, his body suddenly writhed like a loach, one spin, and the second shot stabbed out. This shot poured all the true qi into the pulse, and the whole person ran wild like a bison.

As soon as he made a move, Xue Chengtong's expression froze, and he felt that the other party's aura suddenly increased, as if a tightly and comfortably energy suddenly exploded. With a blow mixed with the vitality of heaven and earth, he gave up a little blue light, and at a glance, it was like a stormy wave, which was extremely terrifying.

I was shocked to see that the second shot had already stabbed in front of my eyes. At this time, his breath was not calm, it was difficult to resist, and the only way to resolve it was to resolve it, Xue Chengtong had been on the battlefield for a long time, and immediately raised the blood-colored spear in his hand to the sky, intending to change the opponent's attack trajectory.

The moment the two guns converged, Xue Chengtong was shocked, the power of the other party's explosion was unimaginably terrifying, let him do his best, he actually just barely changed the trajectory, and he couldn't completely resolve it.

The spear swept away, and the black cyclone swept like a jagged tooth, actually smashing the helmet on Xue Chengtong's head to pieces. The wind swept away, causing its hair to burst like bubbles, and its hair was scattered, instantly embarrassed.

Xue Chengtong secretly said that it was not good, and was about to retreat, but saw that Yang Fanhai's aura suddenly rose again. It was like a stormy wave before, but now it has turned into a flash flood, rushing and roaring.

Between the lightning and flint, Yang Fanhai's third shot had already been killed, beating the vitality of heaven and earth, like a mountain torrent tilting, rushing all the way from the top of the towering mountain, and where it passed, not a single grass was growing.

That terrifying momentum oppression actually made Xue Chengtong feel like a boulder pressing down, unable to move. The wind howled, stinging on the face.

At the moment of crisis, the only way to do his best was to slam on the ground, Xue Chengtong slammed his foot on the ground, stood up, poured all the true qi into his arm, and the blood-colored spear stabbed at the black spear like a blood dragon roaring.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, it was as if a mountain torrent was roaring and rushing, hitting the thousand-meter cliff, and between the loud noises, the vitality of heaven and earth was like a downpour, flying and splashing.

Xue Chengtong felt as if he had been hit head-on with a jack hammer, he screamed in pain, his eyes were dark, and he was already flying high and falling towards the army.

That terrifying force directly shattered the red armor on his body, spilling it everywhere like a condensed ball of blood.

The surrounding soldiers only saw a hurricane in the middle of the battlefield, and there was a light like rain falling between the circles, and goodbye Xue Chengtong flew high with the broken red armor, and Yang Fanhai strode forward like a tiger, crossed Xue Chengtong, and rushed towards the small peak of Langkou Mountain.

The head of the three murderers was defeated, and they couldn't even understand how they were defeated, so the result made everyone stunned for a while.

The vanguard general was defeated, his morale was robbed, looking at Yang Fanhai, who seemed to be a tiger rushing towards the top of the mountain, all the Changguo soldiers were like wood, and they didn't know how to step forward to block it, so he ran all the way and rushed directly to the top of the small peak.

It's the last chance, Xu Fan, if you don't come again, I'll die...... At this time, Yang Fanhai was not as strong as others thought, in fact, he was almost at the end of his strength.

There is a characteristic of the marksmanship taught by Master Feng, if he says that he can use it in any realm, he must not use it easily in that realm, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

At this time, Yang Fanhai is like this, and the set of marksmanship just now is called Canghai Sansulang. There are three shots in total, and from the creek converges into a river, and from the river into a large river.

The most powerful thing about this marksmanship is that one shot is more powerful than one shot, one shot is fiercer than another, and it is difficult to resist in one go.

And such a powerful force does not come in vain, when it is urged, the true qi in the body is like a lit firewood, burning fiercely and unable to stop. It means that once it is used, there will be a short period of time when there will be a lack of true qi.

At this moment, there is not much true qi in his body, and he can only create a good environment for Xu Fan in the final blow.

At this time, the battlefield wants to be watched by all people, and the best thing is to rush to the hill where the local boss is located.

You only have the power of one blow, and you can't control the rest.

Rushing wildly, as if passing through the void, rushing through the army and directly to the top of the hill.

The last true qi was poured into his arm, and a spearhead shot was slashed forward.

"Protect the boss!" many guards made a move and joined forces to attack.

But Yang Fanhai at the end of the strong crossbow was not so blocked, a powerful blow, like a howling wind, killing through several people, unstoppable, the black spear with a strong killing intent, directly stabbed in front of the eyes of Dong Cifeng, the coach of Changguo.

It's a pity that the strength was finally exhausted, and the black spear head stopped a foot in front of Dong Cifeng, and Yang Fanhai was no longer able to breathe in his body, and fell to the ground, panting weakly.

The situation instantly became more sinister.