Chapter 468: Still dead?

Style: Historical Author: Little lazy pig with big eyesWords: 2187Update Time: 24/01/11 17:09:32
Fang Er snorted disdainfully: "How dare you, a group of undercover rats, deserve to fight against the Tang Dynasty Champion? You won't be able to pass this test, Master Fang!"

hiss……

Not the champion Hou Xiaorui? Besides him, there are other top masters in Datang? terrible!

After beating ten idiots, the opponent actually stopped moving at all. Fang Er found it quite boring and urged impatiently: "Hey, aren't you going to kill yourself to die? Do you want to die? If not, come over and fight! Let's fight first! A hundred warm ups.”

Xuanjia Army Gu Xuewu covered his eyes, his heart pounding, thinking nervously, don't rush them to death!

I have just come back from the situation, and I am afraid that these people will find out the little princess's plan. If they all kill themselves and lose their lives, how can we explain to the superiors?

Fang Er didn't care. He hadn't fought in many days. The wine cellar was too cramped and he couldn't move at all. It wasn't enjoyable at all. Now that we finally have a group of enemies who are not afraid of running away, why don't you let me practice hammering skills?

Although he is a dead soldier, he is also a human being, not a machine or wood.

Who can bear it after hearing what Fang Er said? Anyone with a bit of blood will be angry at this time. Even the thief leader's eyes were full of hatred.

"Damn, he's just a brat, why are so many of us scared? We can't let him point at his nose and insult like that! Anyway, we can't survive today, why not kill this brat to make a fortune before he dies, and fight with him? Got it!"

"Fight!"



I don’t know who took the lead, but his words almost incited all the thieves. Fang Er originally wanted to come one hundred and one hundred, but now it’s better. The map cannon’s taunting skill was so successful that the hatred value was instantly full!

Someone in the Xuanjia Army couldn't see it and suggested: "General Gu, hundreds of people have surrounded General Fang. It's too dangerous. Let's go up and help!"

help?

Gu Xuewu pointed at the battlefield in astonishment: "Look carefully, can you squeeze into this kind of battle circle? Moreover, this man is wearing armor and holding two hammers and killing everyone. Do you need help?"

"Hahahaha, so happy! So happy! Just a little more... My hammering skills will be perfect tonight!" Fang Er laughed wildly, as if the surroundings were not enemies or dangers, but food for him to practice.

Dugu Wuda sighed with emotion: "Sure enough, there is no mediocre person who can follow the Marquis! Such a fierce general, Qin Shubao, the God of War of the Tang Dynasty, is no more than that."

People around him asked: "General, can General Fang really fight against hundreds of people by himself? Although he is highly skilled in martial arts, he can't beat four hands with two fists, right?"

Dugu Wuda pointed out: "Infantry battles are different from horse battles. Look carefully. How many thieves can really rush to his side to fight?"

Everyone suddenly realized, "So that's it! Even if a person is trapped in a tight siege, only a dozen or so people can get close to him. No matter how many people there are, they can only crowd outside and wait for the people inside to die before they can be replaced. Unless it is a weapon." It's long enough, and all of them are spears and horses, otherwise the only people General Fang really needs to fight against are a dozen or so people around him."

"Yes, the enemies who came tonight are all sneak attacks at night. They don't have long weapons such as spears, horses, and spears. They are only equipped with hand crossbows and melee weapons. Now the hand crossbows are useless, haha... If you want to take down Fang Er, you can only use People are dying, waiting for Fang Er to get exhausted and show some flaws."

Dugu Wuda analyzed this and suddenly laughed, "What a pity, they chose the wrong opponent! They don't know at all that Fang Er is born with supernatural power. Want to make him exhausted and have flaws? Just a few hundred people? Far from it! Not to mention tens of thousands of people, at least thousands of people are needed.”

After listening to the general's analysis, everyone was excited and focused, not nervous about the battlefield, but with the mentality of witnessing a miracle. If General Fang can really kill hundreds of thieves tonight, haha, he will definitely leave his name in history.

Not only did they discover this, but also Xiao Changle who was secretly poisoning him, and quickly urged the big cat under him to move faster.

"Hmph! You clearly agreed that I would suppress it all by myself. Are you trying to steal the battle credit from me?"

With a roll of his eyes, Xiao Changle's mouth curved up.

After she rode the tiger and circled around the group of people for a full circle, she returned to Gu Xuewu, the Xuanjia Army, and watched Fang Yiai's fight scene together.

Gu Xuewu smiled and praised: "Your Highness, little princess, you see, General Fang's martial arts are getting better and better. What he said about his hammering skills must be true."

Originally he wanted to flatter the horse, but instead he slapped the horse's hooves. Xiao Changle pursed his lips and snorted, "What a beautiful idea!"

ah?

In the center of the battlefield, someone also noticed that something was wrong, leaving more than a hundred corpses behind, but the kid in the center holding two hammers seemed to be okay?

"What should we do? More than a hundred of us have died, but that kid doesn't even have a wound on his body?"

The leader of the thieves seemed to have noticed it, and exclaimed: "No, this person is not born with divine power, is he?"

Dugu Wuda laughed loudly and said: "Yes, General Fang is indeed born with supernatural power. Just admit defeat tonight. Although he did not die in the hands of the champion, General Fang's martial arts was inherited from the champion, so losing to him is not a shame. "

Pfft... I didn't expect that even one of Xiao Rui's apprentices couldn't be hurt, so what's the point of sneak attack on Xiao Rui?

The leader of the thief felt his face being slapped and snorted coldly: "Don't be complacent! Our mission is just to hold you back here. Our leader has already taken three hundred brothers to bypass this place and go straight to the Xiao family. Zhuang. I heard that the champion of the Tang Dynasty, Hou Wuyi, lost all his skills and became a useless man. He must have become a corpse at this time!"

Dugu Wuda's expression changed and he shouted to Gu Xuewu: "General Gu, why didn't you tell me earlier if a thief slipped through the net?"

Gu Xuewu also said innocently: "General Dugu, the last general has been fighting. It's too dark tonight and I didn't see anyone getting around him! What should I do?"

All the theatergoers were panicked.

At this time, Xiao Changle waved his hand: "Okay... okay!"

"Aren't they just three hundred thieves? When they came, I bumped into them!"

"What? Your Highness, little princess, you...did you bump into me? Are your Majesty, the Marquis and the others okay?" Gu Xuewu asked nervously.

Xiao Changle chuckled: "It's okay, it's okay. Those three hundred thieves have been taken care of by me..., ahem, my father and I jointly took care of them. The Xiaojiazhuang is very good, no one can get close to it."

Gu Xuewu said worriedly: "If that's the case, then why does General Li..."

"Ah? Him, he is protecting my brother-in-law. Isn't this second brother Fang here? There must be someone around my brother-in-law." Xiao Changle quickly covered up in embarrassment.

"Have you ever sent someone to ask for help? And..." Gu Xuewu asked questions again and again.

Xiao Changle had one head and two heads. She didn't dare to say that she had messed up, so she quickly pointed to the battlefield: "Look, look, hehe, they are starting to get hit!"

Fang Er in the battle circle woke up while fighting. He felt that the combat power of the opponents around him was getting weaker and weaker. He whispered: "What's going on? Have I mastered my hammering skills? Why do I feel that the enemies are like soft-footed shrimps?" It seems like he fell to the ground before he even touched him?"

"Oh...so this is what it feels like to have mastered the hammering technique? It's simply amazing!"

As he spoke, he was immersed in this wonderful fantasy, slowly fell to the ground and fell asleep, slamming the hammers in his hands on the ground.

The soldiers and horses surrounding the show were all dumbfounded. What is going on?