For this result, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen had been prepared for a long time. He smiled slightly, seeing the other party’s Fang Tian painted halberd being knocked off by his own spear, but he did not continue to attack, but his whole person turned in the air and turned back. Jump out.
But at this moment Lei Hongbao didn't let the opponent go. Seeing Wang Zhaozhen knocked his weapon into the air, he didn't continue to attack him, obviously he had released water on him. The opponent was better than his own martial arts, and even tricked himself like a cat catching a mouse, Lei Bangbao was angry.
Lei Hongbao yelled angrily, and Zongma forced him towards the letter king Zhao Zhen. Now Lei Hongbao already knows that Xinwang Zhao Zhen is a super master who is one level better than himself, and his subordinates will naturally not show mercy.
On the other hand, Xin Wang Zhaozhen, facing Lei Hongbao who was chasing him, seemed unable to fight back, but the spear stopped moving. The letter king Zhao Zhen is a daring master of art, and he doesn't put the other party in the slightest. However, the generals behind the letter king Zhao Zhen were anxious, and immediately rang out with a loud shout: "Stop hurting my lord."
Following this violent shout, two sharp air-breaking sounds followed and two black shadows flew toward the thunder roar like lightning. Lei Hongbao's heart was startled, and he was busy stopping the red war horse. Fang Tian painted the halberd in a circle in front of him, and the afterimage formed by the pattern on the painted halberd suddenly formed in front of Lei Hongbao. A defensive circle.
"Dang! Dang!" Two crisp sounds sounded, an arrow and a flying knife hit the defensive circle that appeared out of thin air, and was directly shot out. On the other side of the Shimen army formation, General Shan Hongfei is holding an iron bow and is maintaining an arrow posture, while Lin Yuhu next to him is leaning forward, and one hand is open towards Lei Hongbao, which seems to be lost. What is coming. Needless to say, the arrow came from General Shan Hongfei, and the flying knife was thrown by Lin Yuhu.
Although he blocked the attacks of General Shan Hongfei and Lin Yuhu, Lei Hongbao was not comfortable. Whether it was General Shan Hongfei or Lin Yuhu, they were both top masters not much worse than him. Although it was only a hasty shot, the strength of these two blows was not small, and Lei Hongbao couldn't help but step back several steps even with his horse and man. But before Lei Hongbao was relieved, suddenly a gloomy cold quickly climbed up from Lei Hongbao's back, and even made Lei Hongbao feel a whizzing sensation all over his body.
not good. Lei Hongbao subconsciously leaned his upper body forward. His years of experience in the battle told him that this was a dangerous sign. Sure enough, Lei Hongbao's head had just lowered, and he felt a cool breeze almost flying past the back of his head. Immediately afterwards, a strand of blue silk slowly fell in front of Lei Hongbao’s eyes, and at the same time a long spike fell to the ground. It was the long spike on the purple gold crown on Lei Hongbao’s head, which was obviously cut off by some sharp weapon. of. If this Lei Hongbao moves one step later, it is not the long spike that will be shaved off, but the head of Lei Hongbao's neck.
Looking at the smooth fracture of the long spike, Lei Hongbao's forehead suddenly burst into cold sweat. This was the first time that he had come into contact with death so close. He just leaned on his horse and raised his head, just to see that the letter king Zhao Zhen was maintaining a throwing posture at the moment, but there was a mocking look on his face.
It was Xinwang Zhao Zhen who used a flying knife just now, but he didn't use his full strength, otherwise Lei Hongbao would die under his flying knife. The letter king Zhao Zhen smiled, and immediately put his hand on his waist again, and the whole person also jumped towards Lei Hongbao. With a single hand, a few cold lights flashed by, and the three flying knives were divided up, middle and down, just right. Lei Hongbao, who had just sat upright, flew over.
Seeing these three flying knives flying fast and hurriedly, Lei Hongbao's heart couldn't help but startled. This style of play has only been seen in the masters of rangers in the past. I didn’t expect that a general of the opponent would also recognize this method, and this method is better than any ranger that Lei Hongbao has encountered before. Wise.
Immediately Lei Hongbao waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, sparks splashed all over, he once again blocked Xinwang Zhao Zhen's flying knife. At this time, General Shan Hongfei and Lin Yuhu had appeared at the side of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen pointed a spear and said, "Lei Hongbao, surrender quickly, right?"
Lei Hongbao remained silent and shook his hands vigorously. He just connected the three hidden weapons of Xinwang Zhao Zhen, General Shan Hongfei, and Lin Yuhu. Lei Hongbao's strength was not small, and his hands were shaken for a while. It's numb. But with such a squeeze and a grip, the numbness is much better. Even if Fang Tian painted a halberd across his chest, he shouted to the three people of Xinwang Zhao Zhen: "If you want to fight, fight, what is it. Why would I still be afraid of you? Nothing?"
"Okay, I have the courage." Xinwang Zhaozhen yelled, Xinwang Zhaozhen did not give his full strength, even if he did not do his best, Lei Hongbao was invincible against the three of them. Knowing this result, Lei Hongbao dared to fight, which shows that Lei Hongbao's courage is really good. However, admiration is admiration. This battle is fought here. It is impossible to stop just because I admire Lei Hongbao's courage. Although Xinwang Zhaozhen himself is unwilling to make all his efforts to let people know his strength, he can't back down. Immediately believe Wang Zhao Zhen shouted to General Shan Hongfei and Lin Yuhu: "Let's go together."
"Stop, stop all!" Just when Lei Hongbao was determined to resist the siege of the three masters, suddenly there was a shout from behind Lei Hongbao, not only was Lei Hongbao stunned, he even just prepared. The three people of Xinwang Zhao Zhen who were in front of the shooting horse also stopped their horses immediately and looked up at the Yingshan army camp behind Lei Hongbao.
At this moment, in the Yingshan barracks, the subordinates of Yingxuan who were originally watching the battle fell to their knees, and only three people were standing. One of them was large in size, and naturally it was Yingxuan. Although the other person was standing, his upper body seemed to be broken. The whole body was leaning forward and opened his mouth in this direction. Obviously, the shout just came out of his mouth.
The last person who stood still was thin, dressed in a wide golden palace suit that was extremely inconsistent with his figure, and wearing a flat purple and gold crown on his head. He seemed to be looking out of the town with some curiosity, but more It was Ying Xuan who looked at him fearfully.
And the man whose upper body was almost broken, respectfully bowed to Ying Xuan, then lifted his body and shouted to everyone outside the town: "Prince Da Chu Zhong is here, you are still waiting. Stop it!"
The generals and leaders did not expect that it is said that the Prince Zhong, who was protected layer by layer in Dongting Lake, would be captured and captured. Could it be that the army of the Great Sage King of Dongting Lake was defeated by the officers and soldiers? Or did the Great Sage King Yang Yao fail to protect Prince Zhong? Everyone has their own minds.
There was a river on the south of Jinghu Lake Road, and it was already some distance away from Anxiang City, south of Fengyang, Fengzhou. They saw two people riding horses, hurriedly rushing from north to south. One of them looked like a weak literati, and he was not too young. Although the horse's speed was not fast, his face was pale due to the turbulence, which was obviously overwhelming.
"Zhao Zhaotong. Let's rest for a while." Looking at the energetic companion in front, the middle-aged literati smiled bitterly, and finally couldn't help but speak.
Hearing the shouts of his companions, the person who walked in front took the reins and turned around, but it was a young man. It's just that this man doesn't look like the middle-aged literati, but wears a short coat, a pair of light armor hanging outside, and a long spear in his hand. At first glance, it didn't look very strong, but the strong muscles on the arms exposed from the short coat showed the power contained in the young man's body.
At the request of the middle-aged literati, the young man didn’t have any impatience. He smiled and nodded and said, “It’s just my carelessness. Mr. is a scholar, not a rough person like me. It’s still early, we are here. After a short rest, anyway, after waiting for the river in front, it belongs to the boundary of the Wugong Mountain army, and it is not far from the destination of the husband."
Hearing that the young man agreed to his request, the middle-aged literati couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but soon his cheeks flushed again, and he said with a shame: "Oh! It's actually dragging Zhao Tong down. It's going to hurt Zhao Tong for it. Send me off and travel thousands of miles from the north to Wugong Mountain. On the road, I have to stop and go because I am down. If only Zhao Tong is alone, I am afraid that this road will not consume so much time at all."
Then Zhao Tong rolled over and got off the horse in a quick motion. He grinned at the words of the middle-aged literati. He stepped forward and helped the middle-aged literati to dismount, and said, "Sir, what are you talking about? Escort your husband back to Wugong Mountain, this But the task given to me by the master. Besides, I am a poor boy who spends his time in the village every day. Mr. Thanbu has a heavy responsibility. I am idle at ordinary times, and it takes time to talk about it."
"Oh! Zhao Tong, don't comfort you." After getting off the horse, the two of them took their mounts directly to a tree on the bank of the river, and first helped the middle-aged scholar to sit down. Then Zhao Through this, he sat aside. Looking at Zhao Tong’s smiling face, the middle-aged literati couldn’t help sighing: “Where do I have to be. If it wasn’t for your master who saved my life, I’m afraid I would have lost a cup of loess and bones. If I hadn’t heard that something has happened in Wugong Mountain, where would I dare to come back? I just don’t know if the news is true or false, but I hope I don’t run away foolishly to snare."