Ying Wuming stared at the opposite side, and suddenly he squatted slightly, soared into the sky, flew hundreds of feet across the river, and flew straight towards the opponent's warship.

Yinglu grabbed the iron halberd, and a black light flashed across his body, and then he left.

The next moment, on the river filled with thick fog, a huge warship collapsed ten feet high and exploded into pieces in the collision of two rays of light, one golden and one crow.

The navy on the opposite side had no idea what was going on, so they were treated as a battlefield. They were caught off guard and couldn't figure out what was going on. Who is this? Actually fighting in the pile of naval warships on the river? Everyone was confused and confused for a while.

You can't see the specific passage, but you can completely see the navy on the opposite side making a mess, shouting, ships bombarding, arrows flying, and two rays of light, one golden and one crow, like two flying dragons, intertwining and circling, constantly bombarding each other.

The waves rolled up thousands of feet and overturned countless warships, which was thrilling.

Damn it...Jiang Fan's eyes went straight.

Is this humanly possible?

Ha ha ha ha……

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"What a pity..." Jiang Fan looked at his brother-in-law while drinking.

"Three hundred kilograms of gold, only ten kilograms are left..."

My flesh aches. My brother-in-law lost all his golden armor in one battle, and only his helmet is left.

"Losing or winning?"

Just now he saw the two of them returning hand in hand, both looking embarrassed, and Jiang Fan was embarrassed to ask. Now that they had left Wujiang Camp, Jiang Fan asked out of curiosity.

The brother-in-law was obviously injured, but he was in good spirits and smiled: "It's not bad."

"What do you mean it's okay?" Jiang Fan touched his head.

"Brother-in-law, that guy's iron halberd is very powerful. He cultivates battlefield killing skills. They are all fatal killing moves. Most people can't catch them."

"What about you? I heard that his iron halberd is made of cold iron from the Tianshan Mountains. It is hard and sharp and is considered a magic weapon. Can you beat him with just a pair of fists?"

Ying Wuming thought for a while: "It's very powerful, but it's still no match for my fist. The iron halberd was bent by me, but he straightened it himself later."

Haha? Jiang Fan patted his forehead: "So, you won in the end?"

"I won, after a hundred moves. He struck hard and tried to hurt me hard. I couldn't tolerate it. I punched him more than eighty times and I received more than sixty blows. But he was injured."

It's definitely heavier than me. I was drinking just now to hold it in, and now I'm probably vomiting blood."

Jiang Fan:......

"Is it necessary to work so hard?"

"Well," Ying Wuming said, "A duel between warriors is useless if you don't try your best."

"Haha." Jiang Fan shook his head: "Yinglu originally wanted to regain some ground. You said you, you should give in to others."

"No, I can't give in. His martial arts comes from the battlefield, and his moves are deadly. Yinglu is very powerful."

Jiang Fan sighed helplessly: "But what should I do? Yinglu is a typical person who has different opinions and thoughts. My brother-in-law is hated by others."

Thinking of Yinglu laughing all the way after coming back, but there was no joy in his eyes, I knew that this guy must have a grudge.

Regardless of winning or losing, after all, Jiang Fan keenly saw that the tip of the iron halberd was missing a tip. Looking at his brother-in-law playing with the tip of the halberd, which was more than an inch long, Jiang Fan was speechless. This was done with his bare hands.

I broke it off and secretly hid it in my helmet without giving it back to anyone, saying it was a souvenir.

Thinking of the weird way Yinglu glanced at his iron halberd from time to time after he came back, Jiang Fan was speechless. Do you want to leave a souvenir? Fortunately, you just broke off the tip. If you broke the cold iron halberd, haha, I'm afraid

From now on, you have to come here every year to commemorate your brother-in-law...

My brother-in-law regretted: "It's a pity that I couldn't fight with Xiang Chen. I heard that Xiang Chen is much stronger than him."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes: "That's alright, you have to be content with your life. In order to let you fight like this, my brother-in-law has made many people in the Chu country lose face. If he wants to find the King of Chu again, my little body will have to fall apart."

Ying Wuming chuckled: "If there is a chance in the future, I will still have to fight. With Xiang Chen's divine power, it will definitely be more enjoyable. Brother-in-law, where should we go next?"

Jiang Fan said calmly: "You're asking me where I'm going? It's better to ask those people following me where they want us to go."

Ying Wuming snorted: "These guys have been following me since we crossed Wujiang River. I don't know what their intentions are."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "To be precise, after crossing the Wujiang River, I believe they have been secretly following them in the Chu Kingdom, but they were far away and we didn't notice them." Biquku

Ying Wuming was stunned for a moment: "Chu realm?"

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "After all, it is difficult to take action in the Chu Kingdom. After crossing the Wujiang River... whatever happens has nothing to do with the Chu Kingdom..."

Ying Wuming was a little confused, but Jiang Fan said: "Don't think about it. No matter what the purpose is, I think it won't be long before they take action. We can just wait and see what happens. But can you still be injured?"

Ying Wuming said confidently: "I was a little injured, but it's no problem to beat ten venerables."

Jiang Fan raised his thumb: Brother-in-law is mighty!

The two of them had not been walking for long when a group of about 2,000 soldiers and horses suddenly appeared on the road in front of them. The troops were neatly dressed and were marching towards them.

"White robes, white armor, and white feathers, Daxia's white feather army, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Fan was a little puzzled and planned to ask his brother-in-law to move the carriage to the side and get out of the way.

Suddenly, a general on the other side shouted loudly: "But His Royal Highness King Xiaoyao?"

Jiang Fan was stunned, what's going on? Are you looking for me?

Seeing that he didn't reply, the general clasped his fists from afar and continued to shout: "The Bai Ling Army is ordered to welcome King Xiaoyao..."

Really, the Bai Ling Army... Jiang Fan was wondering, he had just sneaked into the Xia Kingdom, how could the Bai Ling Army get the news so quickly? Who sent them?

In the midst of doubts, Ying Wuming's expression became a little solemn: "Brother-in-law, something is wrong. There are soldiers and horses on all sides."

Sure enough, not long after, Jiang Fan saw densely packed White Ling Army cavalry from all directions, quickly surrounding them.

This is obviously going to cause trouble.

Jiang Fan clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Brother-in-law, it's over, it's not ten venerables..."

There were more than 5,000 soldiers and horses, densely packed on all sides, surrounding their carriage in the middle of the road.

When I first saw soldiers and horses approaching, they were neatly organized and marching slowly. I thought it was a normal march. I didn’t expect that it was directed at me. Shouldn’t I have sent Jianghu people or some masked men to take action?

?When we figured out that they were coming for us, a large number of soldiers and horses appeared in all directions visible to the naked eye. It was obvious that they had been dumped.

"Oh, I'll go!" Jiang Fan was a little dazed: "What are we going to do in this battle? That's all the cannons do to kill mosquitoes, right?"

Ying Wuming also became serious. Although he was a Martial Saint, he was still under great pressure when facing thousands of troops.

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes: "This Bai Ling Army is really strange... Is it so blatant? It's illogical..."

Ying Wuming watched the opponent getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but clenched his fists in confusion. If he didn't want to kill people, it would be difficult to survive this formation.

Jiang Fan got off the carriage and looked at the general approaching on horseback with a sword in hand: "Who sent you here?"

The general nodded: "As expected, it is His Royal Highness King Xiaoyao. This general... was ordered by King Yama... to welcome His Highness after his death!"

"Wait a minute, please explain clearly...Who is King Yama? Have I offended him?"

The general snorted in his nostrils and said no more. He silently pointed his sword forward, and the people and horses in the four directions suddenly started running wildly, faster and faster.

"This is a rush to kill!"

Ying Wuming's eyes were solemn, and he suddenly shouted and smashed the car's shaft with his fist. He reached out to grab the car and threw it towards the opponent.

The heavy large carriage immediately knocked over dozens of riders. The next moment, Ying Wuming stomped his foot towards the cavalry behind him, and the earth trembled. With the sole of his foot as the center, a wave of dozens of feet of earth rushed up with great strength, knocking the opponent's last step.

The cavalry in front of them rushed and knocked the people off their backs.

"Brother-in-law, do it!"

Jiang Fan also knew that he couldn't be nice this time. The other party didn't say anything at all and charged forward. It was obvious that he wanted to kill someone!

During this period of time, Jiang Fan digested about 70% of the witch's power, and his cultivation level has become comparable to that of a great master. However, he is still not proficient in using it. Fortunately, he has the guidance of his brother-in-law, otherwise he might not be able to exert even half of his true power. Even so,

He can only exert about 50% to 60% of the absorbed power, which can be regarded as a master level at best. What is even more embarrassing is that Jiang Gongzi's moves are at best comparable to those of a third-rate warrior, with third-rate martial arts skills and a master's real power. It is so embarrassing that Jiang Fan often feels that he is

He may not have much talent in martial arts.

Pink mist sprayed out from all over his body. Although Jiang Fan's pink killing was shameful, he could not care so much because of the fierce fighting and danger. Mr. Jiang knew which one was more important, his face or his life.

He pulled out the Green Snake Sword with his right hand, grabbed it with his left hand and stretched it out. The powdery mist condensed into five thin lines, piercing through the three cavalrymen at the front.

The next moment, the cavalry team actually came close to the two men.

Because Ying Wuming had to protect Jiang Fan, he couldn't let go.

And Jiang Fan also experienced for the first time what it felt like to kill someone with martial arts.

No matter how talented he is in martial arts, Mr. Jiang’s tricks are still worth watching. Fenwu was played many tricks by him.

For example, they can be formed into a net, a line, a ball, or a knife, and they can also hide the figure. Not to mention, some of them are quite practical. However, in this kind of battle, Mr. Jiang is still in a hurry and is always surrounded by dangers. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be able to do it.
Chapter completed!