After all, Liao Yongan was in trouble. In addition, Huang Feihu came too quickly. Liao Yongan flew backwards after the collision. Zhang Fu and Zhu Lingshi behind saw them and immediately stepped forward to help Liao.

Yong'an, under this huge force, all three of them fell to the ground.

Liao Yongan's record, regardless of his wounds, completely disappeared in the face of the variable Huang Feihu.

"General, follow on!" On top of the carriage, a young general had just climbed onto the city wall, suddenly took out the demon-conquering pestle from behind, and threw it into the air.

Huang Feihu was overjoyed involuntarily, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold it in the palm of his hand. This familiar feeling made Huang Feihu's mouth curl up unconsciously, and his pair of tiger doors revealed an indifferent light. He looked at the three people who were waiting for him. Huang Feihu held it in both hands.

Holding the magic pestle, the veins on his arms popped out, he looked at the three people and said coldly: "Those who don't surrender will die!"

Zhu Lingshi wiped the dust from his face. The commotion around him made Zhu Lingshi a little anxious. Zhang Fu and Liao Yong'an behind him were also staring at Huang Feihu in full formation. Each of the three had different weapons.

, Zhu Lingshi pulled out the bronze sword in his arms, his whole body was full of menace, while Liao Yongan and Zhang Fu were both good at using long spears.

Huang Feihu has now become a thorn in the flesh of the three of them. If Huang Feihu is not destroyed now, I am afraid that Ji Xiacheng will really give up to him today.

Zhu Lingshi spat suddenly, and the bloody bronze sword in his hand was constantly pouring down the blood. The distant sword pointed at Huang Feihu's face and said coldly: "Kill!"

"Up!" The spear in Liao Yongan's hand flew up and down, like long dragons, sweeping up and down, like huge waves in the Yangtze River, endless, like a black poisonous snake, constantly telling Huang Feihu the snake message, as long as Huang Feihu

Until he dies, he will not put away his ferocious eyes.

Zhang Fu was not to be outdone. The spear in his hand was not as tricky as Liao Yongan's. It opened and closed widely, just like using a stick. However, the power of this stick would break three bones at least if it hit a person.

"Seeking death!" Huang Feihu's voice became colder. Looking at the boulder on the side, Huang Feihu became furious: "Go!"

"Hula!" The stone, which hundreds of people had struggled to hold, instantly fell into pieces under Huang Feihu's demonic pestle. Huang Feihu was like playing golf, and hundreds of broken stones were thrown at the three of them.

Liao Yongan looked shocked. He immediately waved his gun to block and swept it up and down. However, he was accidentally hit in the eye by a piece of gravel. The blood flowed immediately. Liao Yongan screamed and the silver gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Covering his face? Screaming like a slaughtered pig? But he couldn't see anything.

Zhang Fu was smarter. He protected his cheek with his hands, but Zhang Fu could only hold his breath as the gravels still hit him. He pressed the pain on his body and took a breath of cold air. The pain on his arm made Zhang Fu nervous.

Fu's brain suddenly sobered up a lot. He stared at Huang Feihu? His eyes were full of fear. Looking at Liao Yongan who was crying for his father and mother? Zhang Fu didn't dare to fight hard. Huang Feihu's move just now was really scary.

The wise Zhang Fu immediately said: "Quick! Fire the arrow!"

"Swish, swish... swish, swish!" Hundreds of archers immediately aimed in Huang Feihu's direction and shot.

Huang Feihu looked horrified. Even if he had extraordinary abilities, facing the rain of tens of thousands of arrows, with nothing to block him, Huang Feihu would still be shot like a hedgehog.

"Protect General Huang!" I heard a loud shout. The man was wearing black armor and holding a shield in his hand. He climbed up the city wall from his carriage and hurriedly came back to Huang Feihu. He suddenly protected him in front of Huang Feihu, and behind him there were

Dozens of people came.

"Swish, swish, swish... Ah!" The rain of arrows shot out all over the sky, and most of them were scattered under the crotch. There were also some archers who retreated, and they shot directly at the opposite car, but it was

Three people were shot in a row, and the three brave soldiers who were hit by the arrows lost their center of gravity and fell directly under the city, falling to pieces.

"Draw out the gun!" the general standing in front of Huang Feihu roared. The soldiers around him immediately understood, and the spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out, like a hedgehog with explosive hair.

Huang Feihu cast a grateful look at the general in front of him, and immediately shouted: "Thank you so much, brother! What's your name?"

"A certain Du Bo! General Huang Feihu, are you okay?" Du Bo held a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, and his aura was like a subdued tiger.

"It's okay! From now on, you and I will treat each other with sincerity!" Huang Feihu laughed loudly and patted Du Chu's shoulder, but after all, this was a battlefield, and the two of them didn't have much time to chat about daily life. He immediately held a spear in his hand and scanned the surrounding soldiers with his tiger eyes.

The general immediately shouted: "Brothers! It's time to make contributions! Come on!"

"Go to war!" Du Bo said with an indifferent expression.

"Ha!" I saw two Chang Ge suddenly hooking Liao Yongan's legs. Liao Yongan, who was originally injured, had already passed out. The pain on his upper arm made Liao Yongan scream loudly and opened himself up.

With his remaining eyes, he looked at the surrounding military formation, his whole body showing a look of fear.

"Old Liao!" Zhang Fu had the best relationship with Liao Yong'an. He immediately picked up the spear in his hand and charged forward suddenly. He was like a mad lion, and the silver spear in his hand turned into a Wulang Bagua stick, pointing at this

The small array was smashed away.

Du Bo secretly counted his steps and immediately shouted: "Open the formation! Draw out the gun!"

Several spears suddenly shot out towards Zhang Fu who was above him. Zhang Fu's pupils shrank suddenly, but he was a veteran who had been on the battlefield for a long time. The silver spear in his hand was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

The spear was swept away directly.

Before Zhang Fu could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a flash of darkness, and Huang Feihu held the Demon-Conquering Pestle in his hand, and like an immovable king, he rushed towards Zhang Fu's face and smashed it down.

Zhang Fu reacted conditionedly at this moment and subconsciously raised the silver gun in his hand. He only heard a sound: "Crack... Bang...!"

The golden melon struck the brain, and the Vajra Demon-Conquering Pestle in Huang Feihu's hand hit Zhang Fu right in the face. At the moment before his death, Zhang Fu remembered that Huang Feihu's blow with the Demon-Conquering Pestle could make rocks break iron. His little silver spear

How can it be stopped?

After succeeding in one move, Huang Feihu held the Demon-Conquering Pestle in one hand, looked at Zhu Lingshi, and said with an increasingly cold expression: "It's your turn!"

"This... this..." Zhu Lingshi was stunned. First, he used Liao Yong'an as bait to lure Zhang Fu into the trap. Now only Zhu Lingshi and Gao Yiyi are left.

"Gaodi! Come with me...!" Before Zhu Lingshi could finish his words, he saw a sword hit him in the back. The sword body was stained with blood. Zhu Lingshi never thought of killing him.
Chapter completed!