When he was half a foot away, Yang Zhi suddenly exerted force and threw the mace in his hand towards the chest of the military envoy from the Third Barracks who was thrusting his double-hook spear straight at him.<

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"Bang!"

The mace, wrapped like a 'leather mallet', hit the military envoy of the Third Barracks firmly on the chest.

"Ah!" The military commander of the third barracks staggered on his horse. Although he did not fall off his horse, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth...

His hands holding the double-hook spear felt as if they were holding a huge weight.

His mood is indescribable. I’m afraid it’s probably: ‘Damn it, ordinary man Yang Zhi, you don’t follow martial ethics! Mouse tail juice...’

The only ones who can still fight now are the two envoys from the fourth and fifth military camps.

When they saw their colleagues, they were plotted by Yang Zhi's flying stick.

But both of them also saw a good opportunity to share the fruits of victory in the competition.

At this time, Yang Zhi had no weapons in his hand.

The two military officers continued to urge their horses,

One of them swung a phoenix-headed ax and slashed diagonally at Yang Zhi's shoulder;

The ax whines and thirsts for blood...

The other one picked up his stick and hit Yang Zhi on the top of his head with a Taishan move;

The roar of the stick is greedy for brain fluid...

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