Chapter 315, before the decisive battle

Huang Wenhui dared to let his long gun be caught by Hu Zhijun. Although Hu Zhijun is only one hand, Huang Wenhui may not be able to pull out his martial arts two levels higher than Huang Wenhui.

Shake softly around his fingers, changed it to pick, and picked it towards Hu Zhijun's long gun.

Although Huang Wenhui's move changed quickly, he did not find a strange look suddenly passing on Hu Zhijun's face at this time. Bailian Steel in his hand suddenly changed straight to horizontal smash and hit Huang Wenhui's long gun.

"Bum..."

Unable to avoid, the two shots finally collided, and there was a dull sound. This blow hit the back of the soft gun.

Huang Wenhui snorted again, and finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. His whole body staggered back. Hu Zhijun also snorted, but his whole body did not retreat, and nailed firmly in place like a nail.

The two stood apart again, with long guns facing each other and silent.

The attack has been repeatedly blocked, and Yu Wenhui is absolutely uncomfortable. He is the first to attack, but he wants to catch Hu Zhijun off guard, and at least fight less and take the initiative, until it is possible to lose with Hu Zhijun. If he takes the initiative to hand it over to Hu Zhijun, he can only wait for passive defense, which is equivalent to waiting to be beaten. And it can only be the end of drinking hatred.

Huang Wenhui didn't want to defend and wanted to attack, but several attacks were blocked by Hu Zhijun.

"Do something! I can make you die with dignity!" Hu Zhijun looked at Huang Wenhui with a little regret, who had turned pale face due to injury. Among the Zhuque Army and Mengqiu Army, the two were both masters of guns. They usually fought a lot, which can be said to be sympathized with each other. Since then, he has been left alone. The height is extremely cold!

Huang Wenhui took a long breath, put down the surging gas and blood pressure, and swallowed the second mouthful of blood that surged to his throat. He turned his head and looked at the sand city affectionately. With a wave of his long gun, he was about to jump on it.

"Huang Xiandi, you'd better leave it to me!"

But a voice stopped Huang Wenhui. With the sound, a person slowly came up from the stairs, with a long gown and a white face. He seemed to come up from the steps very slowly. In fact, the speed was extremely fast. From the beginning of the sound to his walk to the top of the city, it was just a blink of an eye, and Hu Zhijun had no time to react.

"To put it!" Seeing the coming, Hu Zhijun was shocked and subconsciously took two steps back and distanced himself from Xiang Fang!

"Exact!" Xiang Fang looked at Hu Zhijun and said with a cold smile, "Take action. I can make you die with dignity!"

** Naked face, Hu Zhijun just spoke to Huang Wenhui with such a high attitude, but unexpectedly, others also spoke to themselves with this attitude in a blink of an eye.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Xiang Fang is the leader of the army. His martial arts have long been in the fourth realm of the spiritual level, and has recently been promoted to the Jieyuan level. Although Hu Zhijun was humiliated, he did not dare to challenge him even if he lent him a hundred courage.

"Let me do it!" When Hu Zhijun was hesitating whether to take action, a voice came from outside the city. With the sound, a man slowly rose from the ladder like Hu Zhijun just now. He looked at Xiang Fang and smiled and said, "Song Xiang, Yang has been looking forward to the name of the regiment for a long time, but he didn't expect to meet him today!"

"Yang Xiaobing!" He shrank his pupils and looked at the person coming in a low voice.

"It's Yang!" Yang Xiaobing smiled and said, "I heard that Xiang's martial arts skills have been promoted to the level of Jieyuan. Yang is out of his ability and wants to learn a few tricks."

He was relieved. He knew that Yang Xiaobing did not really want to compete with him, but to pester himself and Huang Wenhui and not let them command the army. However, Yang Xiaobing knew that his martial arts had been promoted to the level of Jieyuan and dared to challenge him, he would definitely not be arrogant. He thought that he and Hu Zhijun could pester themselves, but there must be a back hand.

Now at the head of the sand city and under the city, the Mengqiu army is suppressing the Rosefinch Army. Everyone can see that the Rosefinch Army is actually at a disadvantage. If it loses the command of Xiang Fang and Huang Wenhui again, the Rosefinch Army will definitely be defeated today.

"It's just the two of you?" Xiang looked at Yang Xiaobing disdainfully and said, "Is Zhong Zhi's traitor also here?"

"The regimental commander is so smart and expects everything!" Yang Xiaobing said, "The two of us alone will definitely not dare to attack the regimental commander's tiger beard!" Before Yang Xiaobing finished his words, Zhong Zhi, the traitor of the Rosefinch Army, also climbed from the ladder to the city he was extremely familiar with. I don't know whether the Rosefinch Army knew his strength or was embarrassed to attack him. When he saw Zhong Zhi coming up, no one stopped him. Of course, they couldn't stop him even if they wanted to stop him.

After Zhong Zhi climbed to the top of the city, he looked gloomy and didn't look at Huang Wenhui, but just saluted Yang Xiaobing.

"I don't know how many points are there to win against the regimental commander under the siege of the three of us?" Yang Xiaobing smiled and said, "Mengqiu and the masters of the Rosefinch Army are here. I don't know how many people can be left after this battle!"

"How can you understand the horror of the Jieyuan level!" Xiang said indifferently and was not afraid at all.

"I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs walk. Although Yang is not a martial artist at the Jieyuan level, he has also seen them do it!" Yang Xiaobing smiled faintly and said, "I know the regimental commander is awesome! Therefore, I still have two friends to introduce to the head of the regiment!"

"Two more!" Huang Wenhui was puzzled and surprised.

Following Zhong Zhi, two people climbed up the city from the ladder. The two were one big and one small, the big one was as thick as a pillar, and the small one was dried by the air, leaving only skin and bones.

"Guo Jingming, the three deacons outside the Mu family, met the head of the regiment." The thin man looked at Xiang Fang with a gloomy face.

"Liu Daiying, the right general of Zuo Xiguo Yulin Army, met Xiang regimental commander." The strong man looked at Xiang Fang with undisguised hostility on his face and said, "I heard that our traitors, the father and son of the Zu family and Ma Jue, were taken in by the regimental commander, is this?"

Huang Wenhui's face changed greatly, and finally showed a trace of panic. In the information sent back to Yuan Fei, they both knew the identities and martial arts of these two people. Originally, if it was only Yang Xiaobing, Hu Zhijun and Zhong Zhi, Huang Wenhui might not be afraid. As long as he dragged the other party, the other two would definitely not It will be Xiang Fang's enemy. At that time, as long as Xiang Fang defeats the other two people, the rest will not do much.

However, to Huang Wenhui and Xiang Fang's surprise, Liu Daiying and Jingjing finally caught up and appeared in the sand city at the most critical moment, becoming the last straw to overwhelm the camel.

The number of the Forbidden Autumn Army is already larger than that of the Zhuque Army. If Xiang Fang and Huang Wenhui are entangled, the Zhuque Army not only has no command, but also encounters the forbidden autumn warriors. There is no general who can control the situation, and the defense line is not strong, and it can't withstand the attack of the Forbidden Autumn Army at all.

"The world has its own public opinion on whether Zuo Lao is a traitor or not, but in Xiang's eyes, Zuo Lao is loyal to the country, and you are the traitors of the country!" Xiang Fang's face was calm and was not frightened by the addition of two spiritual warriors.

"What a public opinion! Like a loyal country!" Liu Daiying laughed and said, "The strength is the king in troubled times. If you can't even protect yourself, no matter who's public opinion, you can't save the left father and son this time!"

"Does Xiang think that we can't do anything about you two?" Guo Jingming's negative measurement.

"If Xiang can't be spared today, I think it's just one or two of you who can survive in the end!" With Xiang Fang's level of martial arts, he is qualified to say this. If Xiang Fang really works hard, although there are many Yang Xiaobing, he is a warrior at the spiritual level after all. Maybe only one or two people can survive in the end, and maybe no one can escape. Moreover, even if he escapes, he must be seriously injured. Therefore, Xiang Fang He doesn't care about Guo Jingming's prestige.

"I have a proposal, which is beneficial to both sides. I don't know if the leader is willing to listen to it!" Looking at Xiang Fang with a calm face, Yang Xiaobing suddenly said.

"It doesn't matter if you don't listen!" Xiang said lightly, "Someone has always been eccentric, preferring to be the head of a chicken than a queen!"

Yang Xiaobing's face, which had been smiling, changed and he became gloomy and said lightly, "Since you don't want to drink toast to the regimental commander, you have to drink a penalty!"

"To someone who doesn't want to drink the punishment of Lord Yang." Xiang said lightly, "Whether it's a toast or a punishment, Xiang doesn't want to drink it. He only drinks the wine he bought!"

Zhong Zhi's face changed and looked at Xiang Fang more gloomyly!

At this time, even with Yang Xiaobing's calmness, his face changed. He persuaded him to surrender for the sake of the consideration of the sand city. If the rosefinch army surrendered, the sand castle would be handed over to his hand, which was the greatest credit and the greatest battle. However, Xiang Fang seemed to expect him always, and he didn't ask. Directly refused.

"In this case, Yang is not polite!" Yang Xiaobing slowly pulled out a long knife from his body.

"To be polite to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself! Doesn't Lord Yang know?" I said lightly.

"Haha... I'm taught!" Yang Xiaobing's face darkened, raised his knife in both hands, and shouted to the other four people: "Attack!"

As soon as Yang Xiaobing finished speaking, Guo Jingming, who had been standing with a gloomy face, seemed to have come back to life. He pulled out his weapon like lightning and silently rushed to Fang.

While Guo Jingming jumped out, Yang Xiaobing and others also pulled out their weapons one after another and surrounded them from the front, back, left and right directions. Now that they have decided to take action, they will not keep their hands. Therefore, Yang Xiaobing, Hu Zhijun, Guo Jingming and Liu Daiying, who rushed to the release, all jumped up and brazenly sent themselves to the release. The strongest blow.

Only Zhong Zhi, as if he didn't want to face Xiang Fang directly, turned to Huang Wenhui and rushed away.

Of course, the second and third of the Zhuque Army, which was like brothers in the past, seemed to have become a life-and-death enemy and fought for it.