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0375 Fighting Pound

Chen Tiao was shocked and thought of retreating.

He quickly gave orders to restrain everyone.

However, clouds and mist filled the valley, and the soldiers stumbled, not knowing where to go.

Yu Xian stayed out of the incident and saw the clues.

Although the little flag was cloudy, it had the same effect on both sides. Although Chen Tiao could not lead his troops to charge, Zhao Wei seemed not to dare to move forward rashly.

While Yu Xian was wondering about the use of Zhang Song's step, a strong killing power rose from the battlefield.

Yu Xian looked at the place where the killing power was rising and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This pine is indeed not a simple character.

As the killing power enveloped the Jiange defenders, the soldiers' original firm belief began to waver.

Zhang Song took the opportunity to shout loudly, "Su Gu, the traitor in Hanzhong, ignores the imperial court and has ulterior motives. Why don't you quickly put down your weapons and surrender, otherwise, your body and head will be missing!"

As Zhang Song shouted, there was indeed panic among the Jiange defenders. There were sounds of weapons falling to the ground near Chen Diao.

Zhang Song shouted again, "If you can change your mind and kill thieves, the state shepherd will definitely reward you heavily! Anyone who kills Chen Tiao and Pang De will be an official with a thousand stones!"

Zhang Song's cry echoed in the valley along with the killing power. The Jiange defenders were silent at first, and then heard the sound of clashing swords, and from time to time there were the screams of dying soldiers.

Chen Tiao smiled coldly and shouted loudly, "We are all here for righteousness, why should we be confused for a moment? You will fight against injustice with me."

After Chen Diao finished speaking, the passionate and enthusiastic message infected everyone, and the Jiangge defenders who had begun to waver slowly stabilized.

Zhang Song was slightly surprised, and he glanced at Zhao Wei. Zhao Wei waved, and Pang Le led a group of elite soldiers, all dressed in red, into the clouds and mist.

Yu Xian possessed the art of war by swallowing smoke and blowing out mist, and could see smoke and clouds as if they were nothing.

Under his gaze, Chen Tiao stabilized the morale of his men, then found the correct direction and quietly approached the altar.

Judging from the route, the sudden encounter between the Jiange defenders and Pang Le's elite soldiers in red in the clouds and mist was inevitable.

But the more dangerous thing is yet to come.

Just when everyone's attention was attracted, the door of the sword pavilion quietly opened. Pound held a knife in one hand and a hammer in the other. Like a lone wolf with cunning eyes flashing, he quietly walked towards the altar through the cover of clouds and mist.

Attack.

Yu Xian looked around the altar and laid down a few materials.

Pang De seemed to have a powerful military skill that could suppress him, and these clouds did not hinder him at all.

Pang Le's elite soldiers in red and the defenders who came to attack Jiange were getting closer and closer. The two sides collided head-on in the clouds and mist. They were both shocked and caught off guard.

Chen Tiao reacted very quickly. He pressed lightly with his left hand, and a ray of light flashed out of the air.

Then, with a quick stroke of his left hand, the light in his palm suddenly turned into a flaming spear.

This spear is golden in color and surrounded by black flames.

Chen Tiao grabbed it with his tentative hand, held it in his hand, and then threw it forward suddenly.

Pang Le had just summoned the demon soul on the weapon and prepared to fight, when the yellow spear penetrated his stomach, stabbing him in the intestines.

The golden spear stopped at the sight of blood and disappeared between heaven and earth as if it had never appeared.

The intestines in Pang Le's abdomen immediately flowed out half a foot along the wound.

Pang Le screamed, using a stick to support him with one hand to prevent him from falling, and using the other hand to cover his abdomen to cover the flowing intestines. Pang Le's subordinates were shocked when they saw this, and desperately stepped forward to protect him.

Chen Tiao shouted and led the defenders to cover up and kill them.

Seeing that Chen Diao had the upper hand, Pang De no longer cared about hiding his position and quickly charged towards the altar like a wolf launching a final attack.

Yu Xian saw that there was still no response from Zhang Song and did not notice the changes in the battlefield, so he immediately stopped hesitating.

He opened his mouth wide, stirred up the strong wind, and blew forward with all his strength.

A huge amount of pink petals swept up under the peach tree, like a wave of pink waves rushing forward.

The clouds and mist in the valley were swirling in chaos and were torn to pieces by the strong wind. The mighty wind rushed along the mouth of the valley and rushed straight towards Jianmen Pass!

Pang De, who was rushing forward to capture the demon, was unprepared. His feet were unstable on the gravel and soil, and he was knocked back several steps.

Zhang Song was still waving the plain flag desperately, but when the clouds and fog cleared away and he could see the situation clearly, he realized that he had done a disservice.

Zhang Song, Zhao Wei and others were horrified when they saw the situation clearly.

Pang Le, who had just met, was severely injured. Now, under the protection of his subordinates, he ran away in panic with his intestines in his hands.

Pang De, who shocked Yizhou and made the army retreat, was knocked back three steps in one breath by the monster that no one usually paid attention to.

The sneak attack failed, and Pang De himself was a little dazed.

When he came to his senses, his face turned red and he shouted loudly, "What a demon!"

Pang De's aura surged, and two more heads with gnashing teeth and ferocious faces appeared from behind.

Four thick arms stretched out from behind almost at the same time. Each arm held a vicious weapon.

Now Yu Xian is not calm!

Blow back Pang De in one breath, which looks impressive, but its power comes from the powerful art of war.

It can be said that every time Pound takes a step back, a massive amount of killing power is burning!

If Yu Xian hadn't been brushing Guo Jia every night some time ago, he might have exhausted his inventory in just one breath.

Now that Pang De was serious about it, he opened it up when he came up! This made Yu Xian, who was ready to show off and run away, not dare to take even half a step back.

Yu Xian activated the power of a mother without hesitation.

The bones in his body have swelled, the muscles have grown, and his strong body has a strength of two hundred kilograms that will never fail.

Then, there was a flash of golden light, and the people and horses were like dragons!

The Yizhou Army officers and Jiange defenders were all dazzled.

On one side is a peerless warrior with three heads and six arms, full of murderous intent, and on the other side is the golden light flashing, blowing away Pound's handsome demonic way in one breath!

Fighting in the field, everyone is reduced to a foil!

However, Yu Xian looked majestic on the surface, but in his heart he was prepared for the worst.

He has never fought against Pang De, but he has the experience of fighting against Zhang Liao. Last time in Luoyang, with the help of Diao Chan, the evil disciple, Yu Xian was driven around, but now he has no chance to fight against Pang De.

There is only half a hope of winning.

Fortunately, the fight against Pang De was a matter for the Yizhou Army, and Yu Xian had no intention of fighting him to the death. Now that he had the power of a mother and a force like a dragon, Yu Xian had enough opportunities to deal with Pang De.

Pang De was extremely decisive. As soon as he opened his head and six arms, he lunged forward and struck at him with all his teeth and claws.

When Yu Xian saw Pang De move, he immediately activated the Idiot Shield, and countless crystal-like scales appeared on Yu Xian's body.

If Yu Xian had calculated correctly, Pound would have knocked him away with the blow to his head. Although it was uncomfortable, with the shield of mental retardation, he probably wouldn't have been hurt. He could use this opportunity to distance himself and attack Zhao Wei.

Get closer over there!

Yu Xian calculated extremely well, and Pound was extremely confident in his own abilities.

The bronze hammer in his hand was a practical move, and the other weapons blocked all of Yu Xian's movements.

If the demon can't dodge, he will naturally be beaten into a pulp by a hammer. If he dodges, he will not be able to survive under other weapons!

But what surprised Pang De was that the demon didn't dodge as if he was stupid.

Pretend to be a ghost!

Pang De became more and more angry, and the force of the blow became a little heavier.

"Bang!" With a sound, the copper hammer hit Yu Xian's forehead like a meteorite.

Just when everyone's hearts were in their throats, a vision suddenly appeared!

"The fire of humanity!"

"Character of Merit!"

"Destiny color!"

Three auspicious omens flashed across Yu Xian's body at extremely fast speeds!

Pang De's heavy blow was like using a feather to scratch Yu Xian's itch, but it had no effect at all!

Zhang Song, Zhao Wei and others were stunned.

"Three, three good fortunes!!"

"What kind of fairy battle is this!"

Yu Xian reacted the fastest. Looking at the confused Pound in front of him, Yu Xian almost subconsciously punched Pound in the face, causing Pound to stagger.

Before Pound's other two angry heads could look over, Yu Xian took a step forward and activated the Duke of Zhou's Dreaming Technique!

Pang De already had a flaw in his mind, but he was so humiliated by Yu Xian's punch that he became even more angry.

Without any precautions, he was completely exposed to Yu Xian's strong control. Pang De's strong will made him feel sleepy and trance-like.

Yu Xianshen stepped forward like a tiger and leopard, and punched Pound on the head without mercy. The heavy fist was so cruel that Pound staggered several steps and almost fell to the ground!


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