When Han Bale's hundred-refined Nine-ring Sword waved the heads of three Yajuns, Jiang Feng and Qin Zaidao faced a difficult choice.

It was clearly pressed to the dead end of the Zhuang family, especially after Zhuang Suzi lost the round shield, his combat effectiveness dropped a lot. However, in this case, it was still difficult for the two to give the Zhuang family a fatal blow to completely solve the other party.

At this time, both Jiang Feng and Qin Zaidao deeply felt the pain of lacking the skill in martial arts. If you have all the advantages, you will not be able to turn the advantage into a victory.

Seeing the ant thief master arrive, the situation immediately changed drastically. When no one can defeat the new ant thief master, the other party wants to turn the advantage he has regained into a victory little by little. This painful torture makes people furious.

Han Bale's Hundred Refining Nine-Ring Sword has become a rope of Hell that reaps lives. Every time he swipes it, two or three warriors of the tooth army will die on the spot. However, this butcher-born guy enjoys the feeling of killing people, and he is happy to continue to expand his battle results.

Even though the warriors of the Tooth Army were brave, they knew the consequences of Gushicheng falling into their own, but they could not withstand such a battle with no chance of victory. Especially when they saw their companions' bodies turning into broken limbs and becoming fragmented under the opponent's sharp blade. This bloody cruelty is simply crazy.

Jiang Feng and Qin Zaidao both understood that if no one had to withstand this guy, their formation might have really collapsed.

Han Bale didn't realize this. In his opinion, a small GS county army could support it until now, which was much beyond everyone's expectations.

The county army with more than 2,000 people was actually capable of bearing ten times their flame army, and they fought so fiercely. Even when facing the Liang army, did Han Bale find it so difficult?

The combat power shown by the other party was no less than that of the Liang army. The two who fought fiercely with the three brothers Zhuang Cruzi were clearly experts in the official army. If it weren't for the fact that he led his elder brother's Panlan Guard to join the battle group at the right time, I'm afraid that Zhuang Cruzi and the others would have been driven out of the gap long ago.

Now he wants to take advantage of the advantageous opportunity that the other party cannot suppress himself, completely break the stalemate in front of him, take advantage of the situation to break through, let the subsequent flame army follow up and completely break Gushi City, and this goal is being achieved slowly but irreversibly.

The cooked copper stick rolled up a red stick shadow and fell from the sky. A figure jumped high from the city wall at the top of the gap. The force of the rainbow slashed Huashan, obviously wanting to solve the opponent with one move.

It’s a pity that Han Bale had already noticed this brave character who was flying along the city wall. Although he was helpless, he had to meet him.

The Hundred Refining Nine-Ring Sword blew up thousands of strong winds and rushed forward, with sharp or dull collision sounds, which quickly turned within two feet of the surrounding area into a no-man's realm.

Han Baleniu's eyes turned red. The guy in front of him held him tightly. The situation where the opponent had already disintegrated stabilized again. More and more enemies joined in, turning the originally tilted balance step by step back.

This guy in front of me is not his opponent, but the Arhat stick is a way to exchange life for one move. Every move and every move is exhausted, and it forces himself to shrink his hands and feet and is difficult to use.

He also realized that the other party might attack the Zhuang brothers. Once they succeed, the result might be reversed.

When Huang Anjin's majestic figure jumped down from the gap in the city wall, Jiang Feng and Qin Zaidao felt at ease.

Huang Anjin is undoubtedly the opponent of the violent man who is slaughtered with a hundred refining nine-ring sword, but he has seen both Jiang Feng and Qin Zaidao with the Arhat Stick, and at least can resist the opponent to a certain extent. During this period, it is Jiang Feng and Qin Zaidao's only chance.

Both sides realized the key nodes and severity of the problem. Almost at the same time, both sides launched a victory or defeat to end this stop.

Jiang Feng's body suddenly straddled, and the big gun that had originally attacked Zhuang Cruzi suddenly straddled it. He suddenly rolled Zhuang Cruzi, who was fighting fiercely with Qin Zaidao, and immediately took over the attacks of the brothers Zhuang Cruzi and Zhuang Cruzi.

He even pushed the flail that Zhuang Weizi had been thrusting hard without hesitation. However, such close contact was difficult to completely let go. The wolf-tooth hammer on the flail head still carried over the edge of his thighs. Even with the protection of the black sand eel scale armor, a large mass of flesh and blood was still scraped away.

Qin Zaidao also knew that this was Jiang Feng trying hard to create opportunities for himself. If he didn't resolve the battle here before Huang Anjin was defeated, the battle would probably end.

The handan sword lifts up thousands of piles of snow, and the red plum blossoms bloom in the wind!

Qin Zaidao was focused at this moment, with only Zhuang Cruel, who was suppressed by Jiang Feng's white wax gun in his eyes. Zhuang Cruel, who was struggling from Jiang Feng's white wax gun attack, was struggling from his life, and one of the two swords of Zhuang Cruel who was struggling out of Jiang Feng's white wax gun attack, swept across his shoulders and back, bringing a touch of blood. The palace of the Handan sword rushed forward, and seventeen consecutive stabs, and endlessly struck Zhuang Cruel's lower abdomen, ribs, and thighs, like a sack of Ding, cutting a cow, and blood and flesh were flying.

Amid the screams, Zhuang Cruel, roaring and turning it out in the battle circle. Each time, the rotation of his body splashed with blood. His chest, lower abdomen, legs, and arms were covered with crisscrossing knife marks, and the scarlet flesh was bulging and turning upside down. Its appearance was shrill and terrifying, and it was terrifying. At the same time, Zhuang Cruel's saber cut off his hand and flew out through Jiang Feng's left shoulder blade.

At the same time, Han Bale's hundred-refined Nine-ring Sword finally showed his power. Every time the heavy blade was slashed out, it was like thunder, and it was so upright that it did not give the opponent any chance to dodge. The opponent obviously realized this, and the Yuanli Gang power that was pulled up by each stick was used up.

However, the gap in strength cannot be compensated by hard work alone. After seven consecutive hits, Huang Anjin could no longer support it. Blood gushed out from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth. After holding Han Bale's seventh knife, his body shook for a moment, and finally fell to the ground.

Han Bale, who had a ferocious face, was about to step forward and make up for a knife, but he had already heard the wailing sound of the Zhuang brothers as if they were beheaded.

When the two brothers saw Zhuang Crook's miserable situation, they could not bear it. One threw away the flail in his hand and grabbed his elder brother who was about to fall to the ground. The other one was even more desperate and snatched the two swords, covering Jiang Feng who was still rushing up.
Chapter completed!