Chapter 1319 The Three Heroes of Fengchen

After both sides stopped fighting and withdrew their troops, the two bosses were very unhappy. This battle was a heavy loss, which was totally not worth the loss.

Golden Haired Tiger said to his men in a depressed tone: "I didn't expect these guys to be so powerful. Even my cousin died in the battle. Apart from my cousin, what other masters can they bring out?"

The Ghost Fox, his think tank, hesitated for a moment and said: "Now apart from the boss, we really don't have too many masters here. It seems that we have to find a way to ask for some external help."

Golden Haired Tiger hesitated for a moment and said: "But where can I ask for external help? There is no need to think about the other four tigers. They can't send anyone to help me."

The Ghost Fox rolled his eyes slightly and said: "We can go to other gangs for help. You know, the Beggar Gang is developing rapidly now, and it is also There are many gangs in danger, and there are also some idle warriors. As long as we can pay them enough, we can naturally invite them. "

Golden Hair Tiger nodded and said, "What you said makes some sense, but we will continue the war tomorrow. Where can we find people?"

Ghost Fox immediately said confidently, "Don't worry, sir. There is a group of bandits on the Cangmang Mountain a few hundred miles away from here. We are quite familiar with each other. I can find them."

The next day, the two sides met again. Golden Hair Tiger only sent some brothers, and the opponent was just a small fight. After losing for a few days, he naturally withdrew his troops and did not fight.

Zhai Qing also felt that the opponent was wrong, but he had no choice. After all, if the opponent did not fight, he would not be able to do anything to the opponent.

In this way, everyone fought for more than a week, and Ghost Fox came back with a group of masters. This guy not only brought people from Cangmang Mountain, but also contacted a large number of bandits and bullies through those guys. The lineup was also very powerful.

Golden Haired Tiger said to these people with a big smile: "I am very grateful for your help. If I can win this time, I will never forget your kindness."

The boss of Cangmang Mountain, Zhu Tierong, laughed and said: "Master Tiger is too polite. Everyone knows that you are the Five Tigers of East Star. These bastards dared to pull out the teeth of the tiger. Of course, we will stand up for you, Master Tiger."

The two sides fought again the next day. Zhai Qing soon found that there were many new faces on the other side. Knowing that their foreign aid had arrived, he was secretly anxious.

The first to attack this time was Xu Yun, holding a phoenix-winged gilded dagger in his hand, and shouted very arrogantly: "Which of you damn cowards wants to come out and die?"

A guy with a charcoal-like head rushed out and shouted loudly: "I am Gong Ergui, the mountain king of Ergui Mountain, you guy, give me your life!"

The weapon he used was a ghost-head knife, and he chopped fiercely at the beginning. Xu Yun's eyes were wide open, and he swung the phoenix-winged gilded dagger to push the opponent's ghost-head knife aside.

The two of them fought in an instant. Both of them took a fierce route, but Xu Yun was obviously better. The phoenix-winged gilded dagger hit the opponent's head and smashed the opponent's head into the chest.

Another guy roared angrily. This guy's weapon was a pair of meteor hammers. After the two fought, Xu Yun was unable to dodge and was hit on the head by the opponent's meteor hammer. His head was smashed like a watermelon.

Xu Danfeng was also very angry. He waved the jujube wood spear in his hand and rushed towards the opponent. Soon he fought with the opponent. His kung fu was more refined. After a bloody battle, the two sides stabbed the opponent to death.

His skills were much better than his uncle. He killed several bandits in a row, but in the end, he was shot with a flying knife by a bandit on the other side before he died. The two eventually died together.

Jinmaohu's eyebrows were still slightly frowned, but then he smiled. Although he had to use three or four people to exchange for one person on the other side, they had more people after all.

Zhai Qing also discovered this situation, but he had no way to do it. This was a hard injury. There was no way to make up for it. He could only hope that his masters would kill more people on the other side.

Pan Yixiang roared angrily at this time, and rushed out with a flash of his body. He held a seven-section whip in his left hand and a sawtooth sword in his right hand, which was a strange weapon.

This kid's kung fu was much more powerful. In just a moment, he killed more than 20 opponents in a row, and the opponents were so frightened that no one dared to attack again.

Zhu Tierong frowned slightly, and then told his brothers: "We can't let this kid be so rampant. We came here this time to make a career. If we don't perform well, how can we let the other party take it seriously!"

His good brother Hu Zejun, after hearing this, rushed out of his position with a flash of his body, waving the saber in his hand, and attacked Pan Yixiang fiercely.

The two soon fought together. Pan Yixiang took a light route, but Hu Zejun's attack was extremely fierce, and every knife was thunderous.

After the two exchanged dozens of moves, Hu Zejun suddenly shouted and threw out the saber in his hand. Unexpectedly, he pulled out a Tang sword from it.

The offensive also changed immediately, from the previous fierceness to a very strange one. This change in moves made Pan Yixiang unable to adapt.

He was unable to dodge in time and was chopped on the arm by the opponent. Then he swung the knife horizontally again and cut it in half. After struggling on the ground for a while, he died.

The three heroes of Fengchen only had one disciple like him. When they saw him being killed, they were furious. The third brother Cheng Bingsheng rushed forward angrily.

His weapon was a seven-section whip, and his attack was like a storm. Facing such a violent attack, Hu Zejun was unable to dodge in the end. He was hit on the wrist by the whip, and the Tang sword in his hand fell down.

Cheng Bingsheng kicked the sword, and the whole sword flew up and pierced the opponent's throat.

He then showed his power again, killing dozens of the opponent's good players in succession. Everyone saw that it was getting late, so they decided to continue tomorrow.

Zhai Qing sat in the big tent and said with a smile: "This time we still have to rely on you three heroes of Fengchen. In the next battle, I hope you can exert your strength and let us win a greater victory."

The leader of the three heroes of Fengchen, Dan Qiusheng, said with a smile: "Don't worry, sir. We are all members of the Beggars' Sect. We will naturally do our best. Let's launch a general attack today and try to kill them in one fell swoop."

The Golden Haired Tiger had the same idea as them. He felt that he would not gain any advantage in such a fight, so a decisive battle would be better.