Seeing Zhan Hu's giant hammer hitting him, Hao Zhao secretly screamed in his heart that it was bad. He wanted to dodge, but his feet were still hanging on the stirrups. At this time, he wanted to shake off the stirrups and get out of Zhan Hu's attack range.

It's too late.

Just when Hao Zhao was about to be killed by Zhan Hu's giant hammer, suddenly, a golden light shot straight from the slanting stab and hit Zhan Hu's neck and throat.

This golden light came so fast, like a golden lightning, it arrived in front of Zhan Hu in an instant. Zhan Hu reacted quickly enough. He twisted his waist and eyes hard and tilted his head to the side as hard as he could. Whoosh, the golden light was almost touching

Zhan Hu's neck flew past, and the hammer he swung was deflected due to the twist of his body. A muffled crack was heard in the helix. Zhan Hu's heavy hammer did not hit Hao Zhao, but it was strong.

It hit the horse. The force of the spiritual hammer was too heavy. How could the flesh and blood of the war horse withstand it? With a muffled sound, the body of the war horse was torn apart by the giant hammer and the spiritual pressure emitted, and blood foam flew everywhere.

, even Hao Zhao, who was not hit, was ejected several meters away by the powerful spiritual pressure.

"Who is it?" After Zhan Hu smashed the air with his hammer, he did not pursue Hao Zhao, but looked in the direction of the golden light.

I saw a Peng general standing in front of the Peng army's camp. This man was of medium build, not old, and looked like he was under thirty. He was wearing a golden helmet and armor, and was holding a golden long bow in his hand. This bow was strange.

, there is no bow string. If you look at it coldly, it looks like a twisted copper bar. If you look closely, you can see that the upper and lower ends are extremely sharp, like the tip of a gun, while the front of the bow is flat, thin, and sharp as a knife.

There is a quiver on the back, and there are several golden arrows of different shapes inserted in the quiver. This man is covered in gold. Standing in the crowd, the golden light is shining and extremely dazzling.

No need to ask, the golden light just now must be the arrow shot by this person, but Zhan Hu felt strange that the bow in his hand had no bowstring, so how did he shoot the arrow?

"Jiang Fan!" The golden-armored Peng general reported his name in an understatement. Then, a layer of black mist rose up around his body.

The jet-black spiritual armor, at the same time, the golden bow in his hand also merged with the black mist, turning into a purple-gold spiritual bow.

Before Zhan Hu could continue to speak, the body of the Peng general suddenly disappeared at the front of the Peng army camp. When he reappeared, he had appeared beside Hao Zhao, stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground, and said calmly: "

Brother Hao, please go back to the city and I will fight him!"

Now, Hao Zhao's majestic energy has been wiped away. He looked at Jiang Fan in front of him and Zhan Hu who was not far away. He nodded with a red face and whispered: "This man is powerful, Jiang Fan, don't be careless.

ah!"

Jiang Fan slowly nodded his head and said softly: "I know." From his gentle tone with almost no rising or falling tone, one could not feel his emotions at all.

After Hao Zhao retreated to his own camp, Jiang Fan straightened his body, faced Zhan Hu, and at the same time slowly raised the purple gold bow in his hand.

At this time, Zhan Hu also saw that the other party was a dark spiritual cultivator, and he was also a very skilled dark spiritual cultivator. Although Zhan Hu was a little surprised, he had no fear at all when he saw that the other party was showing provocation.

He shouted loudly, dragging the giant hammer and rushed towards Jiang Fan.

Before he could get close to Jiang Fan, the latter's figure disappeared in front of him and suddenly appeared behind him, poking him in the back with the purple gold bow in his hand.

The two ends of the purple gold bow are already sharp, and after being spiritualized, they are no different from the spiritual spears. If it is really stabbed by him, the spiritual armor on Zhan Hu will not be able to withstand it. However, Zhan Hu has been prepared, and his huge body is extremely flexible.

, with a twist of the lift, he easily dodged the opponent's sharp edge, and at the same time, the giant hammer in his hand swept out.

He was so fast that Jiang Fan was not satisfied with his speed. His body rose up in the air, dodging the giant hammer and at the same time, the purple gold bow slashed across from top to bottom. Buzz! The sharp edge in front of the purple gold bow broke through the wind, emitting a soul-shaking muffled sound.

There was a sound, Zhan Hu didn't even think about it, he swung the hammer with both hands and swept it from bottom to top.

When the giant hammer was swung out and hit the purple gold bow, Jiang Fan's body was still in mid-air. He was shocked by Zhan Hu's hammer and bounced up to five or six meters high. Both sides

Everyone watching the battle thought that Jiang Fan was going to be more dangerous now, but they didn't know that someone in the air quickly pulled out a golden arrow from the quiver on his back. With a shake of his wrist, the golden arrow spiritualized and turned into a purple-gold spiritual arrow.

Time, the purple gold bow in his other hand was shrouded in black mist. In an instant, the black mist condensed into a black spiritual string. In the air, he twisted the bow and set an arrow, and aimed it at the war tiger below. Leng Ran made a powerful strike

shoot.

It sounds slow, but in fact it is extremely fast. Jiang Fan's series of actions were all completed in one breath in an instant in the air.

Bang!

The purple-gold spiritual arrows shot down from the top at a speed that was beyond human eyesight. If one looked from a little further away, one could only vaguely see a black-gold lightning falling from mid-air towards Zhan Hu.

Zhan Hu never expected that the opponent would have such a strong hand, and was not prepared enough, so he could only rely on his instinctive reaction to give way.

Plop, plop!

This spiritual arrow did not hit Zhan Hu's vital part, but hit his shoulder. First there was a crisp sound, and the spiritual armor on Zhan Hu's shoulder was shattered, and then there was a muffled sound, and the purple-gold spiritual arrow

The force of the attack continued unabated, piercing deeply into his flesh, and the tip of the arrow poked out from behind his shoulder.

Zhan Hu's burly body was also affected by its momentum, and he was pinned to the ground by an arrow.

"kill--"

Jiang Fan landed from the air, and with a low shout, he rushed to Zhan Hu, and with the purple gold bow in his hand, he passed it forward and took it straight to Zhan Hu's throat.

Zhan Hu was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, but his combat effectiveness was not lost, not to mention it was a life-or-death situation. He concentrated all his strength, swung the giant hammer with one hand, and smashed Jiang Fan horizontally.

He wanted to risk his life, but Jiang Fan didn't want to fight with him and lose both sides. He used Shadow Drift, dodged from in front of Zhan Hu to behind him, and stabbed the back of his neck diagonally with the bow in his hand.

Zhan Hu was sitting on the ground, unable to turn around, and was about to roll on the spot. When the wheel was out of the opponent's attack range, he heard someone from behind yelling: "Traitor, take your life!" Following the roar, Shangguan Yuanrang was already urging him.

The horse rushed forward, but before anyone could arrive, the spiritual wave swept over first and struck directly at the back of Jiang Fan's head.

When Jiang Fan heard that the evil wind behind him was evil, he started to tremble. He didn't bother to attack Zhan Hu again, and hurriedly used Shadow Drift to dodge far away.

Whoosh!

The spiritual wave released by Shangguan Yuanrang only swept a mass of black mist that had not yet dissipated, and at the same time it swept over Zhan Hu's head. Taking advantage of Jiang Fan's opportunity to dodge, Shangguan Yuanrang also galloped forward, and he

He only glanced at Zhan Hu and saw that the arrow wound on his body was not fatal. He felt relieved and went straight after Jiang Fan without saying a word.

As soon as he got close to Jiang Fan, the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand had already been slashed out, and the spiritual blades formed by the chaotic wind all over the sky attacked Jiang Fan one after another.

Let's not talk about whether there is any difference between Jiang Fan's cultivation and Shangguan Yuanrang's. Just because he is a dark spiritual cultivator, there is nothing he can do with the opponent's spiritual martial arts skills. Under Ling Luan Feng's large-scale attack, Jiang Fan has no way

With the space to contend and dodge, he could only use Shadow Drift to retreat out of the opponent's attack range. But he had just appeared when Shangguan Yuanrang's killer move came again, this time it was the Soul-Chasing Stab. Jiang Fan had no choice but to just

Can now use Shadow Drift to dodge.

Shangguan Yuanrang's use of spiritual martial arts consumes spiritual energy, and the Shadow Drift performed by Jiang Fan is also a spiritual martial skill. The spiritual energy consumed is not much less than that of Shangguan Yuanrang.

Without the power to fight back, he could only continuously use Shadow Drift, dodge left and right, Shangguan Yuanrang turned the competition between the two into a pure battle of spiritual energy cultivation, and in this aspect, he certainly had the absolute upper hand.

Zhan Hu was already wounded, and when he saw Shangguan Yuan letting the enemy guard Peng Jiang Fan and gaining the upper hand, he secretly sighed unwillingly, but did not stay on the battlefield and retreated directly to his own square formation. After seeing Tang Yin,

Zhan Hu knelt down on one knee, raised his hands and said, "My lord, it will be unfavorable for me to go into battle. Please punish me!"

Tang Yin frowned and waved his hand, saying: "Get up!" As he spoke, he leaned forward on his horse and asked with concern: "Zhan Hu, how are you injured by the arrow?"

Zhan Hu looked at his shoulder. At this time, the purple-gold spirit arrow inserted in his shoulder had returned to its original shape. The arrow body was golden and there were two rows of barb-shaped serrations on it. Zhan Hu shook his head and said, "It's not hurt.

The bones are just superficial wounds..."

"Oh!" Tang Yin breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "You go back to the camp first and treat the wound without delay."

"Yes!" Zhan Hu suffered a defeat, his spirit was listless, and he weakly agreed.

Tang Yin could understand Zhan Hu's mood at this time, and smiled leisurely at him, comforting him: "Victory and defeat are common things in military affairs. It's just a defeat, and you only care about it. What's more, your strength is not inferior to that enemy."

The general suffered a big loss because of his lack of preparation. If you face this person again in the future, just be more careful."

His words immediately restored the luster to Zhan Hu's face. The latter hurriedly handed over his hands and said respectfully: "This is the lesson, sir!"

"Go!" Tang Yin waved his hand and sent out several guards around him to send Zhan Hu back to the camp for treatment.

After Zhan Hu left, his eyes immediately returned to the battlefield, staring intently and concentrating.

The battle between Shangguan Yuanrang and Jiang Fan is a rare showdown between masters of light spiritual cultivators and dark spiritual cultivators. Tang Yin is just a bystander. Of course he will not let go of such an opportunity.

He is not worried about whether Shangguan Yuan Rang can win, but he is pretending to be Jiang Fan. If he encounters a master like Shangguan Yuan Rang, how should he deal with it?

Seeing Jiang Fan continuously using Shadow Drift to dodge Shangguan Yuan Rang's killing moves on the battlefield, Tang Yin slowly shook his head. It could be seen that Jiang Fan's aura was far less profound than Yuan Rang's. If he just dodged blindly, it wouldn't take long for the body to be filled with energy.

When the spiritual energy is exhausted, you will be at the mercy of others. If you are on your own, you should adopt a close combat strategy and use all your fast attacks to force the opponent to be unable to release his spiritual skills.

While he was thinking about it, Jiang Fan on the battlefield seemed to realize that it was not an option for him to continue like this. He suddenly let out a deep drink and used his shadow drift to move out more than ten meters away, widening the distance between himself and Shangguan Yuanrang.
Chapter completed!