"Boom!"
The knife and the stick were still colliding violently, and Chu Feng's tiger's mouth was shattered and bleeding.
His arms were almost numb, and his pain was extremely painful.
Although the situation is very bad, he hasn't been chopped yet, at least he can barely support it. This was also due to the fact that the Pan King stick was very hard, no matter how Guan Xing chopped it, there was no mark on the stick.
After a long time of fighting, the enemy general Guan Xing became anxious and furious, because the casualties of his soldiers continued to increase, and the speed was alarming.
Under the attack of falling rocks, there will always be some lucky fish or lucky ones.
They have successfully rushed to the top of the ridge, and they are about to fight the defenders.
As long as the highest point is captured, the terrible falling rock attack can no longer be used.
At this time, the logs that had been prepared a long time ago were on the court.
It was sprayed with fire oil, and when it was ignited, it immediately burned with raging flames and rolled down from the peaks.
The burning logs are like moving walls of fire, sweeping from top to bottom. And one by one, quickly formed a moving sea of fire. This was also the last wave of attack that Chu Feng prepared for the enemy.
After the rockfall and log attacks, it is believed that at least half of the rebels will die or be seriously injured and lose their fighting ability.
The actual casualties were even more alarming than expected.
The enemy's profound beast mounts were powerful, but under this terrible attack, many of them went mad and rushed into chaos. Especially after the unfortunate death of their owner, they are even more like wild horses that run wild.
Don't underestimate the chaos they cause and the huge casualties they cause.
Three thousand rebel pioneers, at least nearly two thousand people have not yet faced the Chu Feng defenders, and unfortunately were seriously injured or tragically killed on the spot.
After Chu Feng, Fang Moushi, Cao Dan, and three think tanks jointly deduced, the plan for defending the enemy was formulated and achieved gratifying achievements that exceeded estimates.
"Despicable boy, use some conspiracy and tricks to slay the soldiers under Lao Tzu. Today, I must cut your sacrifice flag!" Guan Xing, who had fought with Chu Feng for a long time, saw that most of his soldiers were killed and injured, and the situation is gone.
He can only hope that the chief general of Chu Feng will be killed, and then the defenders of Chu Feng's side will be headless, and then he will lead his troops to rush to turn the tide of the battle.
"Three-point knife, third style, three-point world!"
Guan Xing sipped, and the knife in his hand cut out three knives in a row.
This is also his strongest sword technique.
Three dazzling blade lights, urging souls, aimed at three parts of Chu Feng's body. They are the neck, middle chest, and waist.
No matter where he was hit by a knife, Chu Feng would be killed.
The star power scattered in the sky became thicker, and the knife gang was even more terrifying. Chu Feng's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and his skin felt a little itchy in the three places where he was about to be hit by the knife.
At this juncture of life and death, Chu Feng's comprehension, deduction, and practical application of Zhongjin all speeded up.
Every time Guan Xing used his vigorous skills, Chu Feng would experience, observe, and then think. After fighting for so long, Chu Feng had already realized a critical point for Zhong Jin.
"Strong!"
He tried to sweep out a stick, but the front force was not exhausted, and the new force was added.
The result was not satisfactory. After blocking Guan Xing's first knife, the Pan Wang stick in his hand almost flew out. The power has only increased by about one-third, and the problem lies in the connection between the new power and the old power.
Chu Feng quickly found out the reason for the failure to cast Zhongjin, and then made improvements when the next stick was cast.
The second knife followed immediately, cutting to the point of his ****.
"Boy, is Zhong Jin so easy to comprehend? Do you really think that you are a genius?"
"dead!"
Guan Xing roared like a peerless monster.
boom!
The blades and sticks intersected, and a violent collision occurred again. This time, Chu Feng was still at an absolute disadvantage, but his comprehension and application of Zhongjin had become more profound.
The strength of the stick just now has increased by nearly one-half.
After failing to get Chu Feng's life with two swords, Guan Xing's cheeks were a little unsustainable. The green veins on his hands are blooming, and the skill and strength are all running to the extreme.
Ooh!
The blade slashed through the air, and as the speed and power reached the extreme, it made a terrifying knife whistle.
As if blowing the horn of death.
"With this cut, you will die!" Guan Xing shouted confidently.
The expression on Chu Feng's face turned calm, with calm and strong self-confidence.
He waved the King Pan in his hand and swept out in front of the cut knife. Layers of power surged in the stick. The old force just started to fade, and the new force was added in.
This is an advanced technique that can only be understood and is hard to describe.
In the past, Chu Feng thought that Zhongjin meant adding new force while exerting the old force. This can produce double the strength.
But after comprehending and groping, and now he could get a glimpse of the true meaning, he realized that it was not the case.
It turns out that if you want to show your strength, strength needs to be like a wave, one after another, constantly stacking.
He has just realized Zhongjin, and if he wants to double the strength, he needs at least one hundred waves of power in a very short period of time. And every wave of force should be the same.
Otherwise, they will cut each other, resulting in great loss.
Just now, the second stick only used about one-half of its strength, which was caused by unstable and unbalanced power control.
boom!
The blade and the stick slammed into each other fiercely again, and not only did Chu Feng not retreat this time, but he appeared calm and relaxed. On the other hand, Guan Xing had a hell of a face, and his face was flushed.
"Now it's my turn!"
After Chu Feng successfully comprehended the mystery and true meaning of Zhongjin, his confidence skyrocketed and he began to counterattack.
After being passively beaten for so long, it was finally his turn to show off.
Huhu!
Every stick swept down, there was a whistling sound of wind. After Guan Xing took a few sticks in a row, he was timid, he was no longer Chu Feng's opponent. With rolling eyes, I want to run away.
As a result, he fought for a while, before he could escape, he was hit in the abdomen with a stick by Chu Feng, and a blood hole appeared on the spot.
His eyes flashed fiercely, and he wanted to desperately.
The ninth-level Blood Fiend Giant Tiger who sat down also roared, a crazy protector.
It's just that everything was in vain, and was eventually beaten and killed by Chu Feng. As for the ninth-level blood evil giant tiger, it was directly overturned by the eighth-level flame lion.
After killing the enemy general Guan Xing, Chu Feng cut Guan Xing's head, raised his head high, and shouted loudly, "Listen to all the rebels, the thieves have been given the lead, and those who surrender will not kill!" No rebel was willing to surrender.
Because they understand that there is no way back from taking the first step on this road of no return.
Wealth is not so desirable!
They either choose to escape or fight to the death.
I have to say that the combat power of these rebels is still very strong. If Chu Feng hadn't worked out a clever strategy, let alone winning, it would be unknown whether he could hold this Luofengling.
"Soldiers, the time has come to make great military merits, kill!"
Chu Feng slayed the enemy generals, his morale skyrocketed, and everyone regarded him as a hero. Everyone bravely took the lead, killing the rebels and fleeing.