Chapter 434

Seeing Zhan Hu's huge hammer coming towards him, Hao Zhao secretly cried out in his heart that it was not good. He wanted to dodge, but his feet were still hanging on the stirrups. It was too late to get rid of the stirrups and escape from Zhan Hu's attack range.

When Hao Zhao was about to be killed by Zhan Hu's huge hammer, suddenly, a golden light shot from the side and went straight to Zhan Hu's throat.

This golden light came too fast, like a golden lightning, and it was close to Zhan Hu in an instant. Zhan Hu's reaction was also fast enough. He twisted his waist and tilted his head to the side. Whoosh, the golden light almost flew past Zhan Hu's neck. The hammer he swung was also deviated because of the twisting of his body. There was a muffled sound in his ear. Zhan Hu's heavy hammer did not hit Hao Zhao, but hit the horse firmly. The power of the spiritual hammer was too strong, and the flesh and blood of the warhorse could not resist it. With a muffled sound, the body of the warhorse was torn into pieces by the huge hammer and the spiritual pressure it emitted, and blood foam flew everywhere. Even Hao Zhao, who was not hit, was ejected several meters away by the powerful spiritual pressure.

"Who is it?" After Zhan Hu hit the air with his hammer, he did not chase Hao Zhao, but looked in the direction of the golden light.

I saw that there was a Peng general standing in front of the Peng army's camp. This man was of medium build, not very old, and looked less than 30 years old. He wore a golden helmet and golden armor, and held a golden longbow in his hand. This bow was strange and had no bowstring. Looking coldly, it was like a twisted copper bar. Looking closely, the upper and lower ends were extremely sharp, like the tip of a gun, and the front of the bow was flat and thin, as sharp as a knife. Behind him, there was a quiver with several golden arrows of different shapes inserted in it. This man was golden all over, standing in the crowd, shining with golden light, and extremely eye-catching.

Needless to say, the golden light just now must have been shot by this person. However, Zhan Hu felt strange. The bow in his hand had no bowstring, so how could he shoot the arrow?

"Jiang Fan!" The golden-armored Peng general casually reported his name. Then, a layer of black mist rose around his body. The black mist adhered to his body and condensed without dispersing. In an instant, it condensed into a black spiritual armor that flashed with black light. At the same time, the golden bow in his hand also merged with the black mist and turned into a purple-gold spiritual bow.

Before Zhan Hu could continue speaking, the figure of the Peng general suddenly disappeared in the front of the Peng army camp. When he reappeared, he was already beside Hao Zhao, stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground, and said calmly: "Brother Hao, you go back to the city, I will fight him!"

Now, Hao Zhao's prestige has been swept away. He looked at Jiang Fan in front of him, and then quietly looked at Zhan Hu not far away, nodded with a red face, and whispered: "This man is powerful, Jiang Fan, you must not be careless!"

Jiang Fan nodded slowly and said softly: "I know." From his calm tone with almost no rise and fall, people can't feel his emotions at all.

After Hao Zhao retreated to his own camp, Jiang Fan straightened his body, faced Zhan Hu, and slowly raised the purple gold bow in his hand.

At this time, Zhan Hu also saw that the other party was a dark spiritual practitioner, and a dark spiritual practitioner with extremely superb cultivation. Although Zhan Hu was somewhat surprised, he was not afraid at all. Seeing the opponent's provocative attitude, he shouted and rushed towards Jiang Fan with a huge hammer.

Before he got close to Jiang Fan, the latter disappeared in front of him and suddenly appeared behind him, stabbing him in the back with the purple gold bow in his hand.

The two ends of the purple gold bow were sharp, and after being spiritualized, it was no different from a spiritual spear. If he was really stabbed by him, the spiritual armor on Zhan Hu's body would not be able to resist. However, Zhan Hu was prepared. His huge body was extremely flexible. He turned around and easily dodged the opponent's sharp edge. At the same time, the huge hammer in his hand swept out.

He was fast, and Jiang Fan's speed was not satisfied. His body jumped into the air, dodged the huge hammer, and the purple gold bow slashed from top to bottom. Buzz! The sharp edge in front of the purple gold bow broke through the wind, making a soul-stirring muffled sound. Zhan Hu didn't even think about it, and swung the hammer with both hands, sweeping from bottom to top.

Clang clang clang - the huge hammer that was swung out hit the purple-gold bow that was chopped down. At this time, Jiang Fan's body was still in the air. He was shocked by Zhan Hu's hammer and bounced up five or six meters high. Everyone watching the battle on both sides thought that Jiang Fan was in danger. Unexpectedly, he quickly pulled out a golden arrow from the quiver behind him in the air. With a flick of his wrist, the golden arrow became spiritual and turned into a purple-gold spiritual arrow. At the same time, the purple-gold bow in his other hand was surrounded by black mist. In an instant, the black mist condensed into a black spiritual string. In the air, he twisted the bow and put the arrow, aimed at Zhan Hu below, and shot coldly.

It sounds slow, but it is actually very fast. Jiang Fan's series of actions were completed in one breath in the air.

Bang!

The purple-gold spiritual arrow shot down from top to bottom, and its speed was beyond human vision. If you watch from a slightly farther distance, you can only vaguely see a black-gold lightning falling from midair to Zhan Hu.

Zhan Hu had never expected that the opponent would have such a trick. He was not well prepared and could only move aside by instinct.

Pah, puff!

The spiritual arrow did not hit Zhan Hu's vitals, but hit his shoulder. First there was a crisp sound, and the spiritual armor on Zhan Hu's shoulder was shattered. Then there was another muffled sound. The purple-gold spiritual arrow continued to move forward, deeply piercing his flesh, and the tip of the arrow protruded from behind his shoulder.

Zhan Hu's burly body was also affected by the impact, and was nailed to the ground by the arrow.

"Kill--"

Jiang Fan fell from the air, and with a low shout, he rushed to Zhan Hu's front, and thrust the purple-gold bow in his hand forward, directly hitting Zhan Hu's throat.

Zhan Hu was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, but his combat effectiveness was not lost, not to mention it was a life-or-death situation. He concentrated all his strength, swung the giant hammer with one hand, and smashed Jiang Fan horizontally.

He wanted to risk his life, but Jiang Fan didn't want to fight with him and lose both sides. He used Shadow Drift, dodged from in front of Zhan Hu to behind him, and stabbed the back of his neck diagonally with the bow in his hand.

Zhan Hu was sitting on the ground, unable to turn around, and was about to roll on the spot. When the wheel was out of the opponent's attack range, he heard someone from behind yelling: "Traitor, take your life!" Following the roar, Shangguan Yuanrang was already urging The horse rushed towards him, but before anyone could reach him, the spiritual wave swept over first and struck directly at the back of Jiang Fan's head.

When Jiang Fan heard that the evil wind behind him was evil, he started to tremble. He didn't bother to attack Zhan Hu again, and hurriedly used Shadow Drift to dodge far away.

Uh-huh!

The spiritual wave released by Shangguan Yuanrang only swept a mass of black mist that had not dissipated, and it swept over Zhan Hu's head at the same time. Taking advantage of the opportunity for Jiang Fan to dodge, Shangguan Yuanrang also galloped forward. He only glanced at Zhan Hu and saw that the arrow wound on his body was not fatal. He felt relieved and didn't say a word. Chase Jiang Fan away.

As soon as he got close to Jiang Fan, the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand was already slashed out, and the spiritual blades formed by the chaotic wind all over the sky attacked Jiang Fan one after another.

Let's not talk about the difference between Jiang Fan's cultivation and Shangguan Yuanrang's. Just because he is a dark spiritual cultivator, there is nothing he can do with the opponent's spiritual martial arts skills. Under Ling Luan Feng's large-scale attack, Jiang Fan can't do anything. In the space to contend and dodge, you can only use Shadow Drift to retreat outside the opponent's attack range. But he had just appeared when Shangguan Yuanrang's killer move came again, this time it was the soul-chasing stab. Jiang Fan had no choice but to use Shadow Drift to dodge again.

Shangguan Yuanrang's use of spiritual martial arts consumes spiritual energy, and the Shadow Drift performed by Jiang Fan is also a spiritual martial skill. The spiritual energy consumed is not much less than that of Shangguan Yuanrang. Without the power to fight back, he could only continuously use Shadow Drift, dodge left and right, Shangguan Yuanrang turned the competition between the two into a pure battle of spiritual energy cultivation, and in this regard, he certainly had the absolute upper hand.

Zhan Hu was already wounded, and when he saw that Shangguan Yuan had allowed the enemy to hold Peng Jiang Fan and gain the upper hand, he secretly sighed unwillingly, but did not stay on the battlefield and retreated directly to his own square formation. After seeing Tang Yin, Zhan Hu knelt down on one knee, raised his hands and said, "My lord, it will be unfavorable for me to go into battle. Please punish me!"

Tang Yin frowned and waved his hand, saying: "Get up!" As he spoke, he leaned forward on his horse and asked with concern: "Zhan Hu, how are you injured by the arrow?"

Zhan Hu looked at his shoulder. At this time, the purple-gold spirit arrow inserted in his shoulder had returned to its original shape. The arrow body was golden and there were two rows of barb-shaped serrations on it. Zhan Hu shook his head and said, "It's not hurt. The bones are just superficial wounds..."

"Oh!" Tang Yin breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "Go back to the camp first and treat the wound without delay."

"Yes!" Zhan Hu felt defeated and weak in spirit, and he weakly agreed.

Tang Yin could understand Zhan Hu's mood at this time, and smiled leisurely at him, comforting him: "Victory and defeat are common things in military affairs. It's just a defeat. You can't worry about it. What's more, your strength is not inferior to that enemy." General, he suffered a big loss because of his lack of preparation. If you face this person again in the future, just be more careful."

His words immediately restored the luster to Zhan Hu's face. The latter hurriedly handed over his hands and said respectfully: "This is the lesson, sir!"

"Go!" Tang Yin waved his hand and sent a few guards around him to send Zhan Hu back to the camp for treatment.

After Zhan Hu left, his eyes immediately returned to the battlefield, looking intently and attentively.

The battle between Shangguan Yuanrang and Jiang Fan is a rare showdown between masters of light spiritual cultivators and dark spiritual cultivators. Tang Yin is just a bystander. Of course, he will not let go of such an opportunity. He is not worried about whether Shangguan Yuan Rang can win, but he is pretending to be Jiang Fan. If he encounters a master like Shangguan Yuan Rang, how should he deal with it?

Seeing Jiang Fan continuously using Shadow Drift to dodge Shangguan Yuan Rang's killing moves on the battlefield, Tang Yin slowly shook his head. It could be seen that Jiang Fan's spiritual energy was far less profound than Yuan Rang's. If he just dodged blindly, it wouldn't take long for his body to be filled with energy. When the spiritual energy is exhausted, you will be at the mercy of others. If you are on your own, you should adopt a close combat strategy and use all-out fast attacks to force the opponent to be unable to release spiritual martial arts.

While he was thinking about it, Jiang Fan on the battlefield seemed to realize that it was not an option for him to continue like this. He suddenly let out a deep drink and used his shadow drift to move out more than ten meters away, widening the distance between himself and Shangguan Yuanrang. , then quickly pulled out two golden arrows from the quiver, placed them on the spiritual string at the same time, aimed at Shangguan Yuan Rang, and fired both arrows together.