Chapter 819

Zhen Guo General Gao Jun killed four Feng Generals as soon as he appeared on the scene, which can be said to be the latest chapter of his amazing skills. No one in the Western Border Army dared to go out to fight him. Instead, the Chifeng Army sent two Feng Generals, but these two were not much stronger than Ning Ren. They didn't even go through three rounds in front of Gao Jun before he was knocked off his horse by his Flying Dragon Thunder Axe.

Ning Ren would die if he went up, and Feng Ren would also die if he went up. It was just a blink of an eye, and Gao Jun had killed six generals in a row. Everyone in the Feng Army was shocked.

On the other hand, the morale of the Zhen Army was very high, and there were waves of howling sounds. Nie Ze was even more proud, with his chest and belly sticking out. He looked arrogant. From time to time, he glanced at Ren Fang with the corner of his eyes, as if to say: How is it? It's still us Zhen people who are useful in the battle, right?

Ren Fang was still smiling. He smiled when his side was defeated, and he smiled when his side won, so that the people around him didn't know what he was thinking.

Six generals were killed, and the ordinary generals in the Feng Army no longer dared to fight casually. There was silence in Baguan.

Seeing that no one from the Feng Army would go to the battlefield, Gao Jun held the axe in one hand and shook the reins with the other hand, riding on the horse, jogging back and forth on the battlefield, and shouted at Baguan: "What's wrong? Are all the people in the Feng Army dead? Don't you even have the courage to come out and fight me? Haha——"

"How can this be!" Nan Ye, the commander of the new army, clenched his fist, pounded the arrow sling heavily, turned around, and saluted Tang Yin: "My king, please allow me to go to the battle!"

Nan Ye is a rising star in the Feng Army. His ability to command the army is only average, but his spiritual martial arts are extremely strong. He has the courage to be defeated by ten thousand people in the chaos. Tang Yin's face was expressionless. He looked at Nan Ye, then at Gao Jun outside the city, and shook his head secretly. To be honest, he didn't think Nan Ye had a complete chance of winning.

While he was hesitating, Jiang Fan stepped out and said calmly, "My king, I will go and test the enemy's strength. If I can't defeat him, it won't be too late for General Nan Ye to fight."

Originally, Nan Ye was a little unhappy to see Jiang Fan and himself rushing to fight, but after hearing his words, Nan Ye was frightened and bowed hurriedly, saying, "General Jiang Fan is too polite." Jiang Fan is one of the four great generals of Feng Country, and he is a general, which is higher than Nan Ye!

Tang Yin nodded. He was more relieved to let Jiang Fan fight. After all, Jiang Fan is a top-level dark spiritual practitioner. Even if he can't defeat him, he will definitely have no problem saving his life. He said, "Okay! Jiang Fan, the enemy general has profound cultivation and powerful spiritual weapons, you must be more careful."

"Don't worry, my king, I understand." Jiang Fan responded and turned to walk down the city wall.

Jiang Fan went to the battle, not showing off his strength. Like the wind generals in front of him, he only led more than a thousand wind soldiers out of the pass. After the soldiers were in battle formation, he urged his horse to the front of the formation slowly and stopped five meters away from Gao Jun.

Here comes another fearless person! Gao Jun sneered, looking down on Jiang Fan from the bottom of his heart. He was about to urge his horse forward, at this time, Jiang Fan said, "Come and tell me your name."

"Go to hell and ask the King of Hell!" Gao Jun knocked his heel on the warhorse and rushed straight to Jiang Fan, stabbing the spiritual axe forward and hitting Jiang Fan's chest.

Jiang Fan had the demeanor of a great general. The opponent was coming fiercely, but he was not panicked at all. He slightly turned sideways on the horse and easily dodged the opponent's edge.

Huh? Gao Jun's mind moved, and when the horses of both sides were at odds, he turned his axe and swept back, chopping Jiang Fan's back head. Jiang Fan did not fight him head-on, but leaned down on his horse, seemingly dangerous but just avoiding the axe.

The two horses circled and rushed back. Gao Jun stabbed up, stabbed down, chopped left, and chopped right, using several moves in a row, each of which was aimed at Jiang Fan's vital points. Jiang Fan neither fought back nor blocked, but only resolved the opponent's attacks one by one by continuously dodging.

The two fought back and forth for nearly ten rounds. Gao Jun attacked more than 30 times in one breath, but he didn't even touch Jiang Fan's clothes. This made Gao Jun very angry. He suddenly reined in his warhorse, looked at Jiang Fan opposite, and said angrily: "General Feng, do you dare to fight with me? If you don't dare, go back as soon as possible. I don't have time to play hide-and-seek with you here!"

Jiang Fan only dodged but didn't fight back. The main purpose was to see how strong the opponent was. He was a dark spiritual cultivator and didn't know the art of insight. If he wanted to understand the opponent's strength, he could only feel it through actual combat.

He didn't have any ups and downs in his tone. He said coldly: "If I don't fight back, you can't hurt me. If I fight back, how can you survive?"

"Oh, kid, you are looking for death!" When has Gao Jun been despised like this? He roared angrily, and the Flying Dragon Thunder Axe swung half a circle, giving off a rosy glow. Then, he aimed at Jiang Fan and released the Spirit Chaos·Wind.

This large-scale attack skill was used to make Jiang Fan unable to dodge.

Countless spiritual blades flew towards Jiang Fan. In just a moment, a cloud of blood mist rose in the air. After many spiritual blades passed by, Jiang Fan's figure was nowhere to be seen on the field. Only a large pool of blurred flesh and blood remained on the ground.

"Ah——"

Exclamations rang out simultaneously from both sides of the battlefield. People thought they were going to see a wonderful duel between spiritual martial arts masters, but Gao Jun killed his opponent with only one move of spiritual chaos·wind... The ordinary soldiers on both sides thought that Jiang Fan was shredded by the spiritual blades, but Gao Jun on the battlefield knew clearly that his spiritual chaos·wind did not hit the opponent at all, because the aura emitted by the opponent was still there, and it was behind him.

Dark spiritual cultivator! These five words flashed through Gao Jun's mind, and then he didn't even think about it, and he didn't look back. He just instinctively swept his sword back.

Dang rang rang - the sharp and crisp sound of the collision of iron weapons, the sound was so loud that it went straight into the sky, and even the soldiers on both sides who were far away from the battlefield were shaken to the point where their eardrums hurt.

People covered their ears and looked closely at the situation on the battlefield. They saw Gao Jun's counterattack being blocked by Jiang Fan, who was standing behind his horse, with a purple-gold long bow. This long bow looked very strange. Strange, there is only a bow body, but no bow string. The two ends are pointed and sharp as a knife. Looking at it coldly, it looks like irregular rattan.

His own counterattack was blocked, Gao Jun turned his horse around, held the ax in both hands, and aimed three consecutive stabs at Jiang Fan's upper, middle and lower sides from a high position.

He was faster, and Jiang Fan was faster. The latter rolled on the spot and rolled directly under Gao Jun's horse. Then he held the bow with one hand and passed over the bow with the other hand. As his fingers slid, a black spirit line The string formed on the bow. Then, he reached back and took out a purple gold arrow from his back, twisted the bow and nocked the arrow, pointed it at the horse's belly, and shot an arrow from bottom to top.

It sounds slow, but in fact it is extremely fast. Jiang Fan dodged the opponent's attack and shot an arrow back, all in an instant.

flutter!

The purple gold arrow pierced into the horse's belly without slowing down at all, and continued to rush upwards. Gao Jun, who was on the horse, secretly said something bad, stepped on the stirrups with both feet, and pushed hard. The whole person jumped up from the horse and jumped into the air. , but right after him, a dark golden electric light penetrated the horse's back and chased him straight.

Gao Jun shouted loudly in the air, exerted force on his waist and eyes to make it lie flat in the air, and then used his arms with all his strength to swing the flying dragon's thunder ax and strike at the golden light coming from below.

Ding clang - the side of Feilong Jinglei Yue's ax was chopping at the golden light. With a harsh golden sound, the golden light fell. Gao Jun also suffered from its powerful impact, turned somersault in the air and fell to the ground diagonally. .

thump! His body hit the ground, and the dust was kicked up so high that it almost made a big crater in the ground.

Gao Jun had a spiritual armor to protect his body, so the force of the fall was nothing to him, but being beaten so disgraced on the battlefield made him feel a great loss of face. He stood up from the ground angrily, howling and screaming, furious, but before he could go to find Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan had already rushed over.

Jiang Fan's war horse was crushed by Gao Jun's spirit wind, and Gao Jun's war horse was shot through by Jiang Fan's arrow. Now the two of them are better off, both have lost their horses, and both have become infantry generals fighting on the ground. After Jiang Fan stepped forward, he swung his purple gold bow, sometimes prodding, sometimes slashing, and struck more than twenty moves in one breath.

His attacks are extremely sharp, each move is faster than the next, and each move is stronger than the next. They are continuous and endless, and the explosive power of that moment is amazing.

Gao Jun, who was so powerful and invincible, was stunned by Jiang Fan's attack. He couldn't help but retreat continuously. He could only parry but had no power to fight back. He was knocked back more than ten steps.

Taking advantage of the fleeting moment when Jiang Fan was breathing, Gao Jun suddenly shouted and released the chaotic wind again, finally pulling Jiang Fan out.

The two sides distanced themselves and stood several meters apart. At this time, both of them began to breathe heavily.

Now, Gao Jun no longer had any contempt in his heart, knowing that he had met a formidable enemy.

Jiang Fan was not in a relaxed mood either. The enemy generals were superior in spirit, physical strength, and reaction ability. They were terrifyingly strong. Even compared to Shangguan Yuanrang, they were probably not that far behind.

"I am Gao Jun, the bandit general of the Zheng Kingdom! Who are you?" Gao Jun stared at Jiang Fan with his scarlet eyes.

"Feng Guo, Jiang Fan." No matter what time, Jiang Fan's tone was always so lifeless, with no ups and downs in his tone, and it was impossible to hear his emotional fluctuations.

Jiang Fan? It's such a familiar name. I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Gao Jun thought for a while before remembering that Su Wenfeng had four powerful generals, and Jiang Fan was one of them. It turns out that the enemy in front of me is the top general of Feng Kingdom!

After thinking about this clearly, Gao Jun's inner embarrassment eased a lot. If the opponent was a nobody and he was beaten like this, he would really not be able to get off the stage, but the opponent was one of the four great generals of Feng Kingdom. Even if he was in a state of embarrassment, it would not be considered a shame. What.

"Haha -" Gao Jun looked up and laughed and said: "So you are Jiang Fan, okay, okay, my flying dragon thunder ax has not been stained with the blood of the famous general, today, I will use your blood to sacrifice my treasure ax! "As he spoke, he took a deep breath and rushed towards Jiang Fan with his yue. Before anyone arrived, the sword split into several branches and used the wind-splitting gun technique.