The leader of the Guifang tribe was not a fool. Seeing Yang Fanhai showing off his power, he knew that if he was asked to continue, the five stone platforms would be destroyed and he could not continue to attack the city. Since others could not stop this powerful human race, they could only see that they took action.

For a moment, holding a huge iron rod, rushed towards Yang Fanhai.

Now it was not the time to fight him, Yang Fanhai thought to himself that before the other party came, the bellowshot technique had already hit the stone platform. The sound of the sound was colorful and concave stones were flying, and then he picked up a huge stone with the tip of the spear and smashed it to the leader of the Guifang tribe.

How could the leader of the Guifang tribe be afraid? The huge iron rod in his hand hit the big rock directly. He could only hear a bang, a piece of dust. The huge force actually made the stone break so thoroughly.

Yang Fanhai rushed over with a black spear in his hand, flashed his body, and shot the opponent's arm from the side. When the opponent's arm swung, he immediately used the force to dodge and attacked from another direction.

The Guifang tribe has the blood of the witch clan and is naturally powerful. If you use force to win, you will definitely lose. Yang Fanhai can only use pulse-cutting and gunning skills to fight, hoping to create flaws and injure the enemy.

Three of the five stone platforms were destroyed, but two were still as stable as rocks. The soldiers of the Guifang tribe rushed over and jumped towards the city wall one by one through the two stone platforms. The battle broke out again, and the city wall was in chaos.

"Hold on, don't let them stand on the city wall!" Bai Jian shouted loudly and took out a long sword and slashed hard. At this moment, if he didn't want to be a deserter, he had to do all his strength.

Wu Jin held the Owl Dragon Shield and activated the Nine-Turn Flame Dragon Technique, and became red and flames emerged from his body. He has now reached the level of the Dan-Cultivation Stage, and this technique no longer has as many adverse effects as before when he used it.

A circle of sharp blades stretched out around the Xiaolong Shield, which was extremely sharp. Although this shield is not a peerless magic weapon, it is also a weapon carefully created by the Wu family. It is not comparable to ordinary weapons and can be described as magic weapons.

At this time, he was urging with all his strength, and the sharp blade was filled with flames, which was extremely lethal. Even if the soldiers of the Guifang tribe had extremely high defense, they could not resist it.

It was like the wheel of wind and fire flying in the air, coming and going, and being able to control it freely, and many of the Guifang tribes rushed up were killed by them. In cooperation with the soldiers around them, they had spears like forests, blocking the city wall where the stone platform was located, without any allowance.

Lin Zhenpei also put away his timidity. The thorns in his hand were activated by the door-blocking technique. The thorns on the gun seemed to be alive, one by one, like a long hedgehog. When he waved, he exerted extremely terrible lethality, and it was blocked on another stone platform without giving in the slightest.

Unfortunately, there are also generals with Dan-stage combat power among the Guifang tribe army. Several people restrained them and disrupted the formation. Soon, more and more Guifang tribe soldiers rushed to the city wall.

For a time, the pressure on the city wall increased greatly and became more and more dangerous.

Bai Jian waved his long sword and joined forces with others to kill a soldier from the Guifang tribe, gasping for breath. Looking around, Yang Fanhai had already fought fiercely with the other leader, and it was impossible for him to escape for a moment. Other places were fighting to the death and it was difficult to support.

I was anxious and immediately ordered loudly: "Send our military order quickly and ask other people from all over the world to come quickly to support!"

Yang Fanhai's previous arrangement was to worry that the Guifang tribe army attacked the city from three sides, so he was ready to deal with it early. Now the other party does not have such actions, but just attacks from one direction, so those arrangements are naturally useless.

A soldier immediately took the order and left, informing Hu Gensheng, Deng Yuanwu and Liu Fucai's troops.

Outside the city wall, Yang Fanhai fought with the leader of the Guifang tribe almost in full force. One had infinite power, amazing combat power, the other had agile body and abrupt marksmanship.

Although Yang Fanhai could not see the situation on the city wall, he could also imagine that he could not help at this moment.

There is an unwritten rule on the king on the battlefield. In fact, it is not necessary to abide by it, but to obey it. In this way, it is not only the leader of the Guifang tribe who wants to entangle himself, so that he cannot destroy the platform, but he must also entangle him.

Once a ghost tribe with combat power in the immortal realm rushes to the city wall, the consequences will be self-evident. Even if 20,000 soldiers in the city join forces, they may not be able to stop him.

The pulse-cutting technique is chaotic and serious in qi. Although his magical powers are not bad, the effect on this kind of barbarian with the blood of the witch clan is limited. Yang Fanhai clearly realized that although the other party could not do anything to him, it was a fool to win in a short period of time.

I felt a move in my heart and immediately fought and walked away, leading the other party toward the high platform. There were the most soldiers of the Guifang tribe. If I could cause chaos, it would definitely be beneficial to Chentang Pass.

Although the leader of the Guifang tribe is not stupid, he has the blood of the barbarians after all. Once he fights, he will not think so. Seeing that Yang Fanhai was actually heading in the opposite direction of Chentang Pass, he even thought that the other party was timid and roared, and chased after him without hesitation.

The guns flashed, the shadows of the sticks soared, and the dust and hustle and rocks flew around. It was like two crazy dragons stirring the sea among a group of fish, no one could interfere, and wherever they passed, there was a mess.

Soon, he had arrived near the high platform. The leader's guards who had been here and were ready to respond at any time rushed over with a loud roar and prepared to siege.

This group of personal guards is not large, but their strength is quite extraordinary. They hide in the realm of the Dan Kexing Stage, and several even have the strength of the Kong Ming Stage.

But Yang Fanhai was not afraid at all, and felt that the distance was enough. He immediately pointed the black spear at the head of the Guifang tribe, bounced away with the help of power, and rushed into the enemy.

The black spear swung, and the colorful gun technique guided the heaven and earth's vitality into a gust of wind. Then the black spear hit the ground and activate the mountain.

The earth cracked, and pieces of stones flew into the sky with flying soil, mixing in the strong wind, like a mudstone sweeping all over the world.

The lethality of mud and stones is originally limited, but after mixing in the strong wind, the effect is completely different. The huge rocks are accelerated in the strong wind, and after a moment, they become like meteors and rotate around Yang Fanhai crazy.

Not to mention the general soldiers of the Guifang tribe, even those personal guards were directly split into several sections when they were hit and died on the ground.

"Ao!"

The leader of the Guifang tribe roared and vaguely realized that he seemed to be suffering somewhere, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he could only wave a big iron rod and rushed towards Yang Fanhai.

The brute force fights hard, and the winner is obvious, but how could Yang Fanhai make him do what he wants. He is like a wild geese, moving around in the void, and not giving the leader of the Guifang tribe a chance to fight hard.

The army of Guifang tribes suddenly jumped in front and behind around the high platform, and the army of Guifang tribes was rushing and unable to remain peaceful. During the dodge, they kept using pulse-cutting gunshots to disrupt the true energy of the leader of Guifang tribes, making him feel as if he had put in full force on the cotton, and it was difficult to achieve results.

At this time, Deng Yuanwu, Hu Gensheng and Liu Fucai led their troops to the city wall. Compared to Wu Jin and Lin Zhenpei, their attacks were more suitable for such a battlefield. Especially Deng Yuanwu, with his size that was almost as good as the Guifang tribe, he waved a pair of sledgehammers and defended one city wall, making it impossible for reinforcements from the rear to be able to catch up.

Although there were serious casualties, with the bloody battle, the number of soldiers of the Guifang tribe on the city wall finally decreased.

Seeing that the battle for the city walls was difficult to achieve success, Yang Fanhai was like a hob meat here. He couldn't take him down, but instead continued to massacre his own tribe. If this continues, the situation is not good. The leader of the Guifang tribe calms down at this moment and finally shouts out loud: "Retreat!"

The sound of a trumpet sounded, and the Guifang tribe army rushed to the city wall and retreated in groups.

After a few more moves with Yang Fanhai, the leader of the Guifang tribe immediately protected the tribe and began to retreat. Yang Fanhai did not dare to pursue him easily, and fought and retreated. After a few moves, the two of them retreated. The leader of the Guifang tribe returned to the army to guard against the other side to make changes.

Yang Fanhai did not go back to the city directly, but destroyed the remaining two stone platforms, and then bombarded the ground with strong wind, used the same trick again, and returned to the city wall.

"General, how are you?" Bai Jian rushed over and asked hurriedly.

At this moment, he was extremely glad that Gongsun Xuanyuan sent Yang Fanhai over. If he did not have such combat power, even if there were tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, he would not be able to stop the leader of the Guifang tribe.

At this moment, he was extremely worried about Yang Fanhai's situation. If something happened to him, Chen Tangguan would have no way to defend him.

Yang Fanhai shook his head: "I'm fine, hurry up and clean the city walls. The Guifang tribe may launch another attack at any time." His chest was undulating and he was breathing heavily. Although there were not a few scars on his body, he could use Manniu Jin, Moving Mountain and Lost Sound Colorful Swordsmanship at the same time. The consumption was so great that it was indescribable, and it had already made him feel extremely tired.

However, he believed that the leader of the Guifang tribe was not much better, and everyone would need a certain amount of time to rest.

After clearing the city walls, they took turns to rest. After about five hours, in the middle of the night, the Guifang tribe continued to attack at night.

At this time, the stone platform had been destroyed. Yang Fanhai took the initiative to fight and entered the enemy army to entangle the opponent's leader. This time the attack effect was not as good as the last time. He fought until dawn and finally retreated helplessly.

The combat power of the two sides was not very large, and with the help of Chentang Pass, it was basically the same. After nearly twenty days of continuous fighting, the situation began to change. Every day, the army of Guifang tribes began to enter the other party's camp, which made Yang Fanhai worried.

The Guifang tribe has a very clear purpose, and seems to never give up until it achieves its goal, and has no idea of ​​giving up Chentang Pass at all.

As one goes up and down, casualties are even more serious, and the pressure to defend the city is getting bigger and bigger. Bai Jian was seriously injured, retreated from the city wall, and commanded in the middle of the city.

If this continues, Chentang Pass will definitely not be able to defend it. Just when Yang Fanhai was worried, the reinforcements from Xiong Kingdom finally arrived.

The 200,000 army made everyone feel hope, but the leader made Yang Fanhai very displeased.
Chapter completed!