Although he knew that Feng Wuyang was targeting him, he never expected that this guy would use this method at this time and lock himself and five thousand people out of the city. This was simply outrageous.

But the incident had already happened, and the army of the Guifang tribe surrounded and killed him, and he could no longer think about it.

Walking towards each other, they rushed together in a few breaths. Yang Fanhai did not hesitate, and the colorful gun technique and mountain movement power were activated at the same time. The strong wind blew and huge stones circled up. A powerful earth and stone tornado appeared on the battlefield, stopping the army.

Wu Jin, Deng Yuanwu and others shouted without hesitation: "Follow me!"

Then they led half of their men and horses along the city wall towards the east and westwards towards the Chentangguan wall.

"Stop those people for me!" The leader of the Guifang tribe shouted loudly. He was not stupid. After fighting for so many days, he knew that Yang Fanhai was extremely powerful and it was very difficult to keep him. To keep such a person, there must be something to tie him up. These soldiers are the best bonds.

Even if it is a hostile position, I have to admire the other party as a man. As long as these soldiers have not escaped danger, this human strongman will never leave alone.

“It’s not that easy!”

Yang Fanhai shouted loudly, as if a dragon was passing through the sea, carrying a black spear, moving around, moving mountain power and falling sounds, the entire battlefield was in chaos.

Unfortunately, human power is sometimes poor. At this time, the formation of the Guifang tribe had completely unfolded. Many people and horses bypassed Yang Fanhai's attack area and killed Wu Jin and others.

"Let's go, hurry up, how much can you go!" Wu Jin shouted loudly, turned his horse's head, walked around from the front to the end, activated the Nine-Turn Flame Dragon Art, the sharp blade of the Xiaolong shield flew and the flames erupted, using all his skills to cut off the back.

Hu Gensheng, Liu Fucai and others also turned around and attacked wildly to resist the Guifang tribe that was killed.

Seeing this, a group of soldiers were preparing to turn back to fight, but they heard Wu Jin shouting loudly: "Retreat, retreat quickly! Only when you all retreat can General Yang get out."

"General!" Some soldiers wanted to speak but stopped. Wu Jin and others were Yang Fanhai's retainers and did not have real official positions. But after so many days, the soldiers of Chentang Pass have recognized that they are all called generals.

"Let's go, go quickly, do you want to kill General Yang?" Wu Jin roared angrily. Many soldiers bit their teeth, and finally stopped talking and retreated to the south of Chentang Pass as fast as possible.

Five thousand soldiers withdrew more than 4,000, but 566 people were still surrounded by the Guifang tribe with Wu Jin and others. They were already inferior to their own force, but they were surrounded again. The battle power was very different. There were screams, and people kept dying.

Damn... Yang Fanhai cursed in his heart, and the man bull swallowed and spitted, forcing the leader of the Guifang tribe back, exerted force under his feet, and moved a few times, as if a line of long rainbow rushed to the place where Wu Jin and others were besieged.

The black spear swept through, like a black light slashing through the void and storming it from outside the numerous encirclements.

"Get out!"

As the roar was roaring, there was another strong wind, mud and stones soaring into the sky, creating a passage among the heavy siege.

"Go to the city gate and defend against the city wall!"

There is a moat outside the city wall, but the only place where the city gate is located is a flat place. With a recessed piece, it is more suitable for defense than fighting outside.

Wu Jin and others did not dare to say much, and hurriedly led the soldiers who were only a few dozen left to rush towards the city gate.

After a while, the mountain moved to cut off the retreat, he rushed to Deng Yuanwu, and the trapped people were rescued as usual, and protected him towards the city gate.

The battlefield was in a mess, and the army of the Guifang tribe surrounded from all directions, and the way around was blocked.

"Teacher, what should I do!" Lin Zhenpei couldn't help asking softly. He has always liked safety first, but now he feels like he is at the end of his life, and he can't help but feel fear in his heart.

"I'm not dead yet, I can still fight!" Yang Fanhai said in a deep voice. This moment is quite similar to the battle in Jiguo Valley. The difference is that at that time I was really at the end of my life, but now I am just framed by my own people.

The anger in my heart could almost burn the sky and boil the sea, but it could not be investigated at this time.

The true energy in the body was a little scarce, and the consumption was too great after fighting. As the anger surged, the body felt an inexplicable feeling of being pampered and moved, as if something terrible was about to rush out.

After looking at the leader of the Guifang tribe who was approaching step by step, Yang Fanhai took a breath and said loudly: "You guys stay here, don't rush out. No matter what the situation is, remember not to rush out. As long as I don't die, today's battle will not be over!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out like a black lightning and killed in front of the leader of the Guifang tribe.

"ah!"

With a long roar, this time there was no fury, but directly placed the black spear on the opponent's big iron rod.

"Yang Fanhai, right? I will remember your name!" The leader of the Guifang tribe laughed: "It seems you can't run away today!"

He then shouted to his subordinates: "Just trap that group of people there, don't let them run away, the others will kill this guy."

He had no idea to kill all Wu Jin and others at this time. He didn't even take action to stop him just now. He just watched Yang Fanhai rescue his subordinates and then prepared to take action again. Only those people could he trap this powerful human race to death.

"It's probably not that easy to kill me!"

Yang Fanhai roared and took everything out. The rolling black evil spirit gushed out from his body, majestic and vast, covering all the dozens of meters in an instant.

"What is this..." The leader of the Guifang tribe was shocked and instinctively told him that these black evil auras were extremely dangerous.

"Go away quickly, I'll let you live!" Yang Fanhai said in a deep voice. At this time, his eyes turned a little red, and there seemed to be a spring stuck in his throat, and his voice became extremely strange.

Master Feng once said that you should cultivate your mind well and not be controlled by power. However, every time you use the black evil spirit, Yang Fanhai will feel like he has become a different person and is difficult to control.

So since he left the Panshan, he has been suppressing himself and controlling his evil spirits to come out easily. It is difficult to use this power flexibly and freely. Since this is the case, the first step is to control and not use it.

Unfortunately, people's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. I never thought that I would meet Feng Wuyang in Chentang Pass, and I asked him to do so. In order to save Wu Jin and the others, Yang Fanhai finally took the initiative again, no longer controlling the evil spirit, and released all his powers.

The first layer of evil energy is corrosion, melting anything contaminated. The second layer of power seems to be devouring, which can devour the touched energy and then transform into one's own body.

It is unknown whether the corrosive power of evil spirits can do anything to the leader of the Guifang tribe in front of him, but those ordinary warriors may not have the power to resist at all.

Even if it is a hostile relationship, Yang Fanhai does not want to use this power to kill.

He had good intentions, but the other party's ears became sarcastic. The leader of the Guifang tribe immediately laughed: "You let us have a way out, Yang Fanhai, you are so arrogant!"

Before he finished speaking, he picked up a large iron rod and waved it vigorously, like a storm, one after another.

At this time, other soldiers of the Guifang tribe rushed over and worked together to surround and kill.

Yang Fanhai was not panicked. He could clearly feel that the evil energy surged, and a large part of the bursting energy of the other party was sucked into his body. Not only did he not consume much, he continued to make up for the empty true energy in his body.

On the wall of Chentang Pass.

Bai Jian knelt on the ground and shouted to Feng Wuyang: "Mr. Governor, the battle situation is in crisis. As long as these soldiers enter the city, General Yang will definitely have a way to escape. At present, the Guifang tribe's attention is all on General Yang. Please be kind to the Governor and let them in!"

Feng Wuyang was furious and kicked Bai Jian to the ground, cursing loudly: "You idiot, at such a distance, the Guifang tribe did not make a big attack. It is obvious that it has other plans. What you said is easy. Now I am the person in charge of Chen Tangguan. If there is a big problem, I will bear it."

"Unless it is the military order of His Highness the Great Prince, no one can think of opening the city gate."

"Sir, Governor!" Bai Jian shouted sadly.

Feng Wuyang was unmoved and just said coldly: "If you talk nonsense, don't blame our military law for handling it."

Seeing the other party's heart, Bai Jian finally gave up, stood up, walked to the city wall, and slapped the drumsticks and hit them vigorously.

"General Bai Jian!" Feng Wuyang shouted loudly, extremely dissatisfied.

Bai Jian looked willing to do his best: "Since the Governor is unwilling to let General Yang enter the city, I will beat the drums and cheer for him. If the Governor wants to deal with me with military law, then deal with me!"

After saying that, he started knocking on his own regardless of Feng Wuyang.

The drums were sounded like thunder storms, storming for dozens of miles and shaking people's hearts.

Yang Fanhai had released his evil spirit to the extreme at this moment, covering a hundred meters in a radius, like a storm wave, with amazing momentum.

Except for the leader of the Guifang tribe who has protective energy to barely resist, the other Guifang tribe warriors turned into a pool of pus and blood as soon as they rushed into the evil energy, and were absorbed completely in the blink of an eye.

"Moving mountains! The sound of falling is colorful! Moving mountains, the sound of falling is colorful... Moving mountains, the sound of falling is colorful..."

Yang Fanhai was a little bit enchanted, and his mind became extremely simple. He absorbed too much energy in his body, which made him feel like he was inflated and explosive. At this moment, he kept urging these two magical powers that consumed extremely true qi and smashed out the true qi in his body like money.

There is only one thought in my mind: no matter what, I must win today, and I must survive, and I must not let Feng Wuyang's treacherous plan succeed.

"Oh my God, what's going on!"

Someone exclaimed on the city wall.

Not only the soldiers, but also Feng Wuyang also looked over in the voice, and was stunned.
Chapter completed!