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Chapter 127 Unfinished

Yuan Wuwei's expression changes have been observed quietly by Chang Kun.

The fire in the Caizhou Army camp triggered a subtle change in the entire situation. The Caizhou Army's offensive was significantly frustrated, and its morale was greatly affected. The intensity of the battle at the three gaps in the city walls tended to decline.

When people's hearts are unstable, it's time for the coach to make a decision, and others obviously do not have the power to decide.

When Yuan Wenbai was carried away from the battlefield, Yuan Wuwei could no longer bear it.

The Dragon Flame King Sword suddenly accelerated, and his figure also floated with a red cloud brought by the Dragon Flame King Sword, like waves surging, like a volcano erupting, and a kind of hot fire cloud evil spirit was shrouded in the entire air.

This is the advanced realm of the red fire mysterious energy, Tianhuo Yunlang.

Waves of air fell down from Yuan Wuwei's body and floated back and forth. Finally, Yuan Wuwei took a step forward in the air, and his voice became low and powerful: "Brother Chang Kun, take this move! The sky flames are boundless!"

Thousands of air gushing out loudly rotated and spread along the horizontal plane, quickly filling the entire space with nowhere to escape.

Of course, Chang Kun knew that he could not hide. Once he could hide, the opponent's endless momentum would make him have nowhere to hide. He could only withstand this move!

"The King unloads his armor! The King opens the mountain! The King conquers the tower!"

In three consecutive stances, the Overlord Whip turned into countless roaring dark clouds, facing the thousands of red air waves, colliding together, and the vortex cyclone formed by the violent impact brought the bodies of both people three feet high.

"Go!"

Yuan Wuwei no longer had the calmness and calmness he had before, his face was full of solemnity. He fought with the Dragon Flame Heavenly King's sword with his left hand and his right fist hit him in the air.

"Ha!" Chang Kun was the same. He whipped the whip with his left hand, held his right hand empty, suddenly opened his hand, pushed his palms in vain, and fired a blow.

Two unparalleled airflows were intertwined again, and the blue-gray thunder force and the red sky fire cloud waves suddenly opened and closed, forming a strange cylindrical cloud, constantly rolling and entangling, and finally bloomed at the last moment, like two tsunamis rolling back to form a wave wall, which retaliated back.

The rushing backwards brought endless yellow dust, making it impossible to see the figure within ten steps of the entire radius. Only two gray and red fogs were roughly seen blooming. Until the last blow, the clouds slowly dissipated, and Yuan Wuwei and Chang Kun all stood tall and confronted each other.

Yuan Wuwei looked at Chang Kun, who was standing proudly opposite him, took a breath, and slowly put down the Tianyan Ba ​​Fist that he wanted to use another move.

Looking back at the Caizhou army, which was already blocked by the swords and shields, was already blocked outside the city wall, the morale was deteriorated and the morale was lax. If you want to attack, you might only have to increase casualties. Even if you can kill the opponent at this time, it would not be of much significance, let alone the opponent has not really lost the power to fight.

After a lot of thoughts, Yuan Wuwei was also confused.

Such a war turned into such a situation, and even he could not believe it. Even if Guo Tai was killed, so what?

It's meaningless.

Before Jiang Feng died, Yang Kan seemed to be indecisive when he fell to the ground, but Yuan Wuwei knew that these two people might not die so easily.

What if I continue to fight?

The feelings and reason were turbulent in Yuan Wuwei's heart, and in the end he had to make painful and difficult choices.

He firmly believed that if he continued to fight like this, he might be able to conquer Gushi City, whether it was Chang Kun or Jiang Feng, and killing him was not a problem. He had this confidence, but he knew what the price he had to pay.

If it were normal, Caizhou could afford this price, but now he has to be cautious.

"The mountains are high and the rivers are long. Brother Chang Kun, I hope you can stand firm like this next time!"

After making up his mind, Yuan Wuwei no longer struggled. He flew back lightly and swung his dragon flame king knife in the air. The rolling wood projected from a fallen wooden tower was actually cut into dozens of pieces by him understatement, and he left slowly.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of gold sounds sounded one after another. The Caizhou army, who had realized that it was difficult to win this battle today, quickly retreated into a defensive formation, and relied on the shield and the licensed soldiers as follow-up cover, and retreated backwards in an orderly manner.

Yuan Wenji and Yuan Wenhuai fought one by one, blocking the pursuit of Ding Man and Ju Shen, raised their hands and threw out a magic talisman, and an earth-like magic was activated. The yellow dust in the sky swept over, forcing Li Tong to stop, and the two had already withdrawn ten steps away.

On the west side of the city wall, Yuan Wuwei attacked Yaokong with regret. Xu Wangxia took three steps in a row, and the corners of his mouth and nose were already filled with blood foam.

On the other end, Qin Zaidao had already collapsed on the ground, sweating like pulp, and the shoulders, as well as armor and clothes, were cut off, and even exposed the white and blood-stained bones.

Xu Ziqing's usual elegant style has long disappeared without a trace. His left arm is drooping, and the Luohan knife in his right hand is mottled, but his eyes are still bright and bright.

Opposite him, Yuan Huaide stroked his chest with a dull face and stabbed his sword with his other hand.

As if he had already felt the sound of breaking through the air pounced along the city wall, Yuan Wuwei took two steps to support Yuan Huaide, looked at the gate tower of Gushi City with a complicated expression, and then climbed onto the battlements and left in the air.

As the Caizhou army finally slowly retreated, the Gushi army soldiers on the city and under the city were still a little difficult to accept this reality for a while, and a brief tranquility appeared on the entire battlefield.

It was not until Jiang Feng, who was covered in blood, dragged his injured leg and proudly climbed the city gate tower. He waved the Mo Dao in his hand, and then the whole city burst into deafening shouts.

"Victed!"

"Win!"

The shouts of shouts resounded through the sky, and as the Caizhou army retreated in a panic, the crying of the entire battlefield lingered with the victory of the guard battle.

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The war finally came to an end at the hour of You.

It was already dark, and the scouts had sent out to the greatest extent, demanding to master the enemy's next dynamics to the greatest extent.

It is not sure what the Caizhou army will next, but both Jiang Feng and Cui Shang think that if the Caizhou army wants to continue to fight, they may be able to take Gushi City, but this result is definitely not what they want.

Almost everyone in Gushi was injured. Except for Ding Man, Ju Shen and others, the situation was slightly better, Jiang Feng, Yang Kan, Qin Zaidao, Zhang Yue and others were all supported by a breath. After letting go, Yang Kan, Qin Zaidao, and Zhang Yue could no longer hold on.

Jiang Feng's condition was slightly better among the four people. Xu Jing's imperial robes helped him reduce Zhao Lan's counterattack power before his death to the greatest extent. However, even so, internal and external injuries made him extremely difficult for even his actions, and he had to rely on Zhang Wanshan to support him.

Fortunately, there were Dingman, Ju Shen, Ci Ren and Chang Kun who came from Baima Temple, so that the Gushi Army would not be too weak.

In order to prevent problems before they happen, the group had to settle Yang Kan, Qin Zaidao, Zhang Yue, Ju Qi and others together to prevent Caizhou Army masters from attacking and assassinating at night.

Ju Lu was unconscious all the time, and Yang Kan and Zhang Yue also fell into a coma after relaxing in one breath.

Although Qin Zaidao was not in a coma, he was no different from a waste. He suffered multiple severe blows on his body, and his left shoulder was even more damaged by his meridians.

The entire compound was heavily guarded, and the only remaining magical power crossbowmen were arranged in place. In addition to Ju Shen, Huang Anjin and Ge Han, the three of them continued to arrange the city defense on the city wall, even Ding Man was stationed on the courtyard post to prevent accidents.

Chang Kun's injury was much worse than expected, but it seemed that Chang Kun didn't care much.

"Erlang, don't worry too much. I know my own body very well. Yuan Wuwei is indeed powerful. If you face him in the future, you must be careful. This guy will always go up to the next level when you think he has reached the extreme. If you give you a blow, I will suffer a loss."

Chang Kun vomited a blood clot again and shook his head indifferently.

"I can't die. I've drunk too much in recent years and have no advance in martial arts. I didn't expect that Yuan Wuwei has made much more progress than when he was in Chenzhou three years ago. He is already at the peak of the Taixi period. I guess he will enter the fixed-employment period after this battle and be ready to attack the Xiaotian position."

The Guxi period is the same as the body structure period before the Tian Realm. It is not considered to be a level of the initial level of the Tian Realm. To be precise, it should be considered to be a brewing period before the Small Heaven Realm, or it can be called the Quasi-Heaven.

Entering this state is equivalent to stepping into the small heavenly throne with half of your foot, just waiting for a suitable time.

Jiang Feng sighed with difficulty. Now every skeletal muscle in his body was incredibly painful. Zhao Lan's final recoil force was indeed powerful enough. Even though he had the imperial robes to protect his body, he still suffered a great loss. He was worthy of being a master in the resting period.

He could see that Chang Kun suffered a lot in this battle. With Chang Kun's current age, status and situation, it is probably impossible for him to be at the level of a long breathing period after he recovered from injury, and it is even difficult to maintain the breathing period.

"There is no need to be sad. At least I can still have a level of heaven. It's okay to seek peace in Bianliang City." Chang Kun smiled and obviously knew what Jiang Feng was thinking, "But Erlang, this time, White Horse Temple supports you very much. Even my Senior Brother Ciren is very moved to help you. You must be worthy of our White Horse Temple support for you."

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly, "The third brother said this and was ridiculing me again. What qualifications do you have to talk about other things like this small county like Gushi? Of course, I dare not forget the timely help from the White Horse lineage to our Gushi Army, but I have something to ask for, as long as there is something."
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