Jiang Yanqin pointed at Batian, which shocked the audience for a while. When the bandits saw that the leader was dead, they did not escape. They still rushed to fight hard, and someone shouted:

"The head of the house is still behind. We have many people, so don't be afraid. At worst, it's just a death. Anyway, everyone crawled out of the dead."

The morale of the bandits rose sharply, and swords and guns were endless. Although the people on the ranch tried hard to stop it, they were less bloody and less than the number of people, and they were unable to resist for a while.

Jiang Yan was furious. Zhang Gong had an arrow, killing the thief who had just spoken, and then shot arrows, falling into the thief infantry that rushed over, killing more than a dozen people in an instant, scaring them so much that they were afraid to move forward.

He then saw clearly that the cavalry and infantry opposite were very different, the infantry was cowardly and the cavalry was brave. So he took the reins, collided left and right, held a spear in his hand, and simply picked and wiped it. The enemy fell from the horse like rain.

After he killed dozens of them, the thief was not a decisive heart after all, and he immediately collapsed and retreated and fled.

Someone was going to chase after him, Jiang Yan quickly stopped him and said, "There is still a fierce battle by the river. Please leave some people to guard the place and treat the wounded. The others will follow me!"

He rushed to the back, and the situation in front of him was shocked. The formation of the ranch was already in scattered and in danger; and there were about two hundred thieves, and there were more than three hundred people left to cross the river.

When the two sides added together, there were nearly a thousand people. It was obvious that half of the troops of the two bandits were arranged here.

Without Jiang Yan's instructions, all his subordinates rushed over to help his companions. He looked up and saw that Liu Zongdao was fighting with a strong man and was at a disadvantage.

The strong man was naturally Fang Jianding, which was completely opposite to Xiang Batian. He was tall, with long hands and long legs, and his exposed muscles were swollen and full of strength. However, his face was full of fat and a huge sarcoma on his forehead, which was as ugly as his companions.

The pair of short maces used by this man had sharp thorns and barbs on them, which was very vicious. As the dance moved, the wind was whirling. Just from the fact that Liu Zongdao dared not meet him, he knew that his strength must be quite strong.

Wu Zhaoru, with his bloody right arm, held the sword in his left hand, and his face was pale. He stood aside and wanted to rush in to help several times, but he couldn't find a chance.

Jiang Yan was trying to capture the thief first, and jumped up, landed in the field, shook his spear and poked it forward, and saw the tripod lifting up his weapons to block it.

Both of them were shocked and said to themselves: "What a lot of strength!"

Fang saw Ding look at the person coming and saw his handsome young man, he was shocked and said to himself: "Is this the Jiang Yan who killed Liu Wuzhou and destroyed Bi Xuan's disciple? No wonder the fourth brother died at his hands.

But why is there no news from this person following the Pegasus Ranch Caravan from the information coming?”

He paused a moment, narrowed his eyes and looked forward, and then he realized that Xiang Batian's fierce team had already fled, and he did not dare to neglect. He picked up the mace and rushed over first.

Jiang Yan picked up his spear and held it up, and said to his two companions: "Two deacons, leave this person to me to clean up. Go and help your brothers defend against the enemy."

Without saying a word, Liu Zongdao turned around and rushed to the side, with a long sword in his hand constantly chopping down several bandits in succession to help his companions stabilize their positions.

Wu Zhaoru was about to leave too. Seeing this, Fang quickly danced his wolf-toothed short rod and hit him in front of him. The sound of breaking through the air was very sharp. The spikes emitted a bright light with the sun that was about to set, which made people unable to see clearly.

Jiang Yan shook his spear, and countless spear flowers appeared. He went up to him. There were a jingling sound, and he caught the opponent's fierce moves and said, "It turned out to be a hammer method."

He changed his hand and used clever force. He did not touch the spear head-on. He took advantage of the situation and twitched the enemy's weapons, swept the enemy's weapons away and attacked him in front of his chest. After a few moves, his clothes were broken and bleeding was oozed.

Fang saw that the attack of the Ding Envoy was completely vain. Because of the opponent's tricks, it was even more laborious to control the left and right distance between these heavy weapons. After a while, his arms were a little sore and weak. He also saw that Liu Zongdao and Wu Zhaoru cut melons and vegetables and killed their subordinates, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

He took a deep breath, closed the mace to the handle, and connected it into a long weapon with pointed tips at both ends, dancing like a whirlwind.

Jiang Yan sneered and said, "Flaming but not solid!" He felt a little strange in his heart. The opponent's martial arts were much higher than Xiang Batian, but he was not negligent in his hand. He waved his spear, and the tip of the spear was slid around, pierced on the opponent's arm, and then picked up again.

Fang saw Ding wave his head violently, but he was still one step late. He asked the tip of the gun to fall on his face, cutting out a huge hole, and turning out the flesh.

He was so painful that the sarcoma on his forehead trembled. He pulled his hands out, then separated the mace and hit him with his head.

Jiang Yan stabbed the gun and was hitting the rod head. But he saw the other person's face showing a strange smile. He pressed his thumb to the handle. The wolf teeth developed claws, clasped the tip of the gun tightly, then waved another rod and knocked it in the middle.

He pulled the gun hard, and the other party was pulled and staggered, but couldn't pull it back. It was too late to use the move. The tip of the gun had been broken, leaving only a white wax pole.

Fang Jianding laughed and said, "The gun head is gone, it depends on how you deal with it!" Seeing that the other party's sharp shooting skills, he thought he was accustomed to using weapons.

Jiang Yan did not pull back the long stick, but just moved forward a little, landed on the other party's chest, and thumped it, as if it was hitting a hard object.

Fang saw that Ding felt stuffy in his chest and took two steps back. He was so scared that he felt cold sweat. If he had not had this heart protection mirror, he would have been killed or injured by the power of this stick.

He didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, so he waved his mace again, danced like a hot wheel, and protected his whole body first.

Jiang Yan had already seen the enemy's martial arts, but he was in the same position as Wang Bo, but his methods were even more despicable. He was not polite at the moment. He used the stick technique, tap, pull, hold, and press, and continued to attack the opponent's defense, and hit his arm with one stick.

Fang saw Ding screaming, his left forearm bent, and his mace fell to the ground. He turned around and fled out.

Jiang Yan was not willing to let go, so he just took a little while under his feet and immediately chased forward, stretched out his long stick, and fell to the other person's head.

Fang saw the tripod step several times, and when he saw it was about to fall to the river, he heard the wind behind his head, so he stopped and twisted his body and knocked the long stick hard.

Jiang Yan's weapon was swept aside and immediately turned around, but unexpectedly the other party let go of the mace and rushed to this side. He bent his left leg slightly, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and pushed out with a shout.

This move was fierce, as if there were nine oxen and two tigers rushing towards him. Jiang Yan felt it on his face. Seeing the other person's face showing a smug smile, he did not dodge with Lingbo microwaves, but only turned his hand and hit the "Yangguan Sand" and met him.

A loud "bang" sounded like thunder in the dry land. A fierce energy rose between the two, and the stones on the ground were blown.

Fang Jianding's smile turned into surprise. He tried his best to do his best. With one move without leaving any room, he could not shake Jiang Yan at all. Instead, the other party's feet remained motionless, and a second force was generated, and he hit him like a tide.

His internal organs were all painful. He knew that he had suffered internal injuries. He made a quick decision and turned around and flew out with the help of the third force that came from the other party.

Seeing that it was about to fall into the river, my chest hurt. I looked down and saw a piece of wooden stick piercing through the heart protection glass and protruding out, with blood on it.
Chapter completed!