Apart from the Qingqi scouts roaming around Makino, the first official battle between the Yongzi Camp and the Anvil Camp was the battle before them.
The encounters between the scouts were quick, and the competition was often about vision and courage. Although the process was thrilling, it was not as powerful as the two armies confronting each other in front of the formation, each sending their troops to engage in hand-to-hand combat with real swords and guns.
This victory or defeat is related to the morale of the two armies and is of great significance. No one dares to take it lightly.
In particular, Fan Changxiang was at a disadvantage just now and was very embarrassed. If he cannot win next, it will not only affect the morale of the Yongzi Battalion, but also make it difficult for him to gain a foothold in the Yongtai Army in the future. Fan Changxiang is very embarrassed.
He hooked the big gun in his hand and moved forward slowly. When he was less than a hundred feet away from Zhao Hongying, he suddenly shook the tip of the gun and shook it like a snake spitting a message. A dazzling cold light suddenly bloomed, and the sound was like raindrops, and it flickered away.
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At the same time, he grasped the barrel of the gun tightly and went around his waist, gathering enough strength. A green dragon immediately cut through the sky, roared on the spot, and rushed towards Zhao Hongying regardless of the situation.
After a fight just now, Zhao Hongying had the upper hand, but he did not feel confident because of this, and instead became more cautious.
He knew that Fan Changxiang was serious. The Panlong Sect had been guarding Yanshan Mountain for thousands of years, and his actual combat experience was as good as his own. Panlong's marksmanship was even more famous, and he was definitely not a showman.
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Facing the blue dragon with surging plasma, Zhao Hongying lowered his voice, stabbed his lower body firmly and stabbed with his sword. Three dragons came out with the same roar, facing the green dragon head on.
Boom——
The slightest contact between the two martial spirits was like thunder from the sky stirring up fire on the earth, instantly detonating the eardrums of all the soldiers present and causing the mountains to collapse and the ground to crack.
The thick bluestone slab could not withstand the abuse and immediately shattered into powder, accompanied by strong winds that kicked up huge amounts of smoke and dust.
The roar of dragons and the hissing of dragons are endless. If ordinary people were passing by here, they would definitely think that they had stumbled into the scene of a fierce battle between ancient wild beasts.
While the sand and rocks were flying, the crackling gunfire had already flown in front of him. Without thinking, Zhao Hongying quickly shook the three-pointed knife and caught the cold rays of the gunfire one after another.
The clanging sound was like forging iron, sparks flying, and the two soldiers cheering. Looking at the two figures flashing in the distance, Zhao Pingshan stood at the gate tower and said with emotion: "Yongtai City has only been established for half a year.
, he actually cultivated such a brave general with mellow spiritual power. When Chentian came to the Northern Territory, how many treasures of heaven and earth did he bring?
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Zhao Pingshan is the commander-in-chief of the Xuanjia Anvil Camp.
The knowledge is much deeper than the soldiers watching the excitement.
He saw Fan Changxiang wielding his spears and flowers, only to be knocked down by Zhao Hongying, thrust into the ground and making a big hole. He was very surprised that Fan Changxiang, who had entered Taoism through martial arts, had such strong spiritual power.
In fact, regardless of the foundation Fan Changxiang had laid in Yanshan, after he came to Yongtai City, the spiritual pears produced by Hekunmen greatly nourished his physical body and helped him practice external skills.
At the same time, Chen Tian also improved the Panlong Spear technique and taught Fan Changxiang a set of Qingyang Mind Techniques, which was the icing on the cake.
Of course, the most important thing is that Fan Changxiang led nine thousand disciples of the Panlong Sect to defect to Yongtai City to form a tribe. He no longer had to worry about many chores, allowing him to have time to practice carefully.
For example, Qianji Pavilion and Fenjin Villa are responsible for weapons and equipment, Liu Niang is responsible for logistical supplies, and the most labor-intensive strategies are also handled by Mu Pavilion.
Fan Changxiang felt very comfortable staying in Yongtai City. He was almost a hundred years younger than before. Of course, a generation of brave generals came into being.
The green dragon and the three-headed dragon fought neck and neck in the field, roaring and screaming like thunder, lifting up the hard soil and turning up mud, making the front of the two armies look like a swamp.
Fan Changxiang raised his gun and let out a loud roar, activating Qingyang's mental technique. His whole body emitted bursts of dazzling golden light. He swept like a sickle and galloped towards Zhao Hongying, intending to cut him in half.
Zhao Hongying's pupils shrank suddenly, he lay back, and forced himself to form an iron bridge. When the sharp tip of the spear swept across his forehead, he kicked the knife upwards and stabbed directly into his armpit.
If an ordinary person encounters such a dangerous situation, he will inevitably retreat and hide to avoid having his right arm cut off with a knife.
But Fan Changxiang had the chainmail protection of Fenjin Villa and practiced external martial arts, so he didn't care at all about the blade that was about to hit his armpit.
Instead, he boldly clamped the three-pointed knife, and before Zhao Hongying could stand up, he suddenly slammed forward, and the green dragon spear in his hand went straight to his throat.
Zhao Hongying never expected that the opponent's armor was so hard, and his courage was even more astonishing. The three-pointed knife he held tightly in his right hand came with bursts of force, causing his mouth to burn with severe pain.
But even so, he still didn't dare to let go of the knife shaft. Once he was unarmed, he would only be beaten passively.
Zhao Hongying slammed the ground with his left hand and used the force to roll over, intending to twist the sharp knife like a roller and escape from the controlled situation.
However, as soon as he turned over, the green dragon spear was already close to his throat, forcing him to retreat step by step, fearing that he would end up with his head missing.
Hiss——
Fan Changxiang had quick eyes and quick hands. Although his spear did not hit Zhao Hongying's throat, the sharp spear cut off the red tassels on his helmet and scattered them in colorful colors, flying like feathers all over the sky.
The battle situation took a sudden turn.
Everything happens in an instant.
This time it was finally the turn of the soldiers of Yongzi Camp to cheer for joy, but they were obviously more organized. Under the leadership of the commander, they each sent out cheering chants one after another, which was very neat.
"What did the Lord say to Fan Changxiang just now?" Chi Zhu was confused.
As a fairy of grass, trees and flowers, she is one of the few talented people who are proficient in martial arts. Now seeing the impassioned fighter with red eyes, she has obviously been mobilized to fight.
However, without Chen Tian's order, she just stood aside obediently, extremely curious as to why Fan Changxiang suddenly reversed the situation and gained the upper hand.
"What else can I say?" Chen Tian smiled, "I have fought with Zhao Pingshan before, and I know that he is proficient in external martial arts, and his one move of Iron Mountain can be even more devastating."
"Oh——" Chizhu suddenly realized, and added along the train of thought, "The Lord is telling General Fan that the Linjiang Zhao family's skills are good at fighting, and the lower body is solid, but the upper body is difficult to change?"
"I didn't tell him in such detail."
"Ah? What did the Lord God say just now?"
"I said, Changxiang, if you stare at Zhao Hongying's helmet and greet him vigorously, you are sure to win."
"Uh-" Chizhu was speechless.
She didn't expect the so-called pre-battle guidance to be so simple and unpretentious, but she thought about the naive Fan Changxiang. If it was complicated, he might not understand it, so she might as well just be straightforward.
Lan Lan's body is a shield orchid, which is good at defense and is more powerful than the heavy armor soldiers of the Taizi camp.
She heard the conversation between the two and said: "If I were to encounter Fan Changxiang fighting like this, unable to move like a mountain, his spiritual power would be exhausted within two hours, and he would be defeated."
"Haha, Lan Lan is the mainstay of Yong." Chen Tian was overjoyed.
Chizhu rubbed Lanlan's head and smiled like a flower: "The battle in front of the battle is all about quick battles to build up morale for the next charge. If it really continues to tremble for two hours, the army behind it will stand with sore backs.
Back pain?”
Lan Lan didn't expect this, and felt a little embarrassed.
Chentian didn't make fun of her, and waved his hand for the soldiers to bring the little horse. Then he and the two women sat on the carriage, looking at the fierce battle on the field from a distance. But what he never noticed was that his every move had already
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