Fan Hu rode his horse forward, with blood dripping from his three-pointed, two-edged sword. Behind him, there were all fallen soldiers.
And his goal has never changed.
The surrounding soldiers looked at Fan Hu with horror in their eyes. There are some scenes that they would never believe unless they saw them with their own eyes.
With only this three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, Fan Hu is like a god of death. Whenever he comes into contact with Fan Hu, even if he does not fight head-on, he will be seriously injured and fly away.
The most important thing is that Fan Hu's power seems to be endless. He fought all the way without any weakening.
Although Qin Qiong and Jiang Song in the rear were also very brave, their performance was far from that of Fan Hu.
It seems that Fan Hu was born for this battlefield!
"Who dares to stop me!"
Fan Hu's body was stained with blood. This was inevitable. He looked fierce and roared.
The long sword broke through and directly knocked out the soldiers in front, leaving everyone in a panic.
"The traitor should stop being so arrogant and come and protect me here!"
While they were fighting, there was a sound from behind. A tall and burly man, nine feet in length, holding a huge iron gun, came towards Fan Hu.
Looking at this person, Fan Hu was slightly surprised. Lai Hu'er was one of the top four heroes in the novel, ranking behind Luo Shixin, and his strength should not be weak.
After all, Luo Shixin is not an ordinary person, he is a being who can go head-to-head with Li Yuanba.
Therefore, facing such an opponent, Fan Hu did not take it lightly. He gripped the blade tightly, a chill flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, the long blade slashed down.
"Keng!"
The three-pointed two-edged sword collided with the iron gun, making a violent noise, and you could even see sparks shooting out.
When Fan Hu felt the power to protect his son, he couldn't help but look a little surprised.
seem……
The power to protect his children was not as strong as he imagined.
After realizing this, Fan Hu did not hesitate. He continued to launch fierce attacks, and the long sword slashed down one after another. He no longer played any tricks, but just exploded with all his strength.
It's not Jiang Song who is here to protect the children. The biggest advantage of using an iron spear as a weapon is strength.
It's a pity that even if Lai Hu'er tried his best, he was still no match for Fan Hu.
Facing Fan Hu's indiscriminate attack, Lai Hu'er struggled to resist and said in disbelief:
"How can it be!"
How could the enemy in front of him be so terrifying? Not only was he stronger than him, he was also talking endlessly.
After an outbreak, most people will inevitably fall into weakness.
But Fan Hu fought all the way, and his strength did not weaken at all, but became more ferocious.
Isn’t that outrageous?
Fan Hu was unyielding and attacked Lai Hu'er one after another with the cold light of his two-edged sword.
In just a moment, he had already cut off ten swords.
Even though Lai Hu'er was powerful, he still couldn't withstand such an attack. The iron gun in his hand was smashed to the ground, and the tiger's mouth burst into tears.
Lai Huer's arms were trembling, and he looked at Fan Hu as if he had seen a ghost, which was difficult to understand.
But before he could speak, Fan Hu struck with another slash.
"puff!"
Even though Lai Huer was wearing iron armor, he was cut through by the extremely sharp three-pointed two-edged sword.
A long and thin blood mark appeared on his chest, and the blood flowed like a steady stream, and his body fell stiffly.
His eyes widened with anger, and it was obvious that he never understood what was going on until his death.
Fan Hu glanced at Lai Hu'er and let out a breath. This was his current strength.
Although Lai Hu'er was two of the four fiercest men, he was only defeated by Luo Shixin and was not as good as Fan Hu now.
Li Yuanba should be in Taiyuan with Li Yuan, but I don't know where Luo Shixin is now.
All the thoughts were fleeting, and Fan Hu didn't stop. He came over to protect his son and headed towards Yang Lin.
——
Yang Lin was the patron king of the Sui Dynasty. He fought in the north and south for many years and made great contributions to the Sui Dynasty.
It can be said that Yang Lin has seen all the big scenes.
But now he saw from a distance that Fan Hu easily killed Lai Huer, and he couldn't believe it for a moment.
"We must stop this thief at all costs. Come here, bring the archers!"
Fear emerged in Yang Lin's heart. He was still afraid after all. He had lived for so many years, but he had never seen anyone so brave, charging into the midst of thousands of troops, and his physical strength was not exhausted?
Obviously, Yang Lin has seen the most terrifying thing about Fan Hu. It's not the powerful strength, but the terrifying endurance after charging into battle.
Under normal circumstances, no matter how powerful a person is, if he charges for so long, his physical strength will definitely decrease.
But Fan Hu is different. Under the [Martial Chi] entry, any negative effects he causes during his attack will be eliminated and will not affect his strength.
Unless someone can defeat Fan Hu head-on, or he is injured, his combat power can be weakened.
The surrounding generals were ordered to kill Fan Hu.
They want to delay as long as possible.
The archers who were originally at the rear were dispatched to the side by Yang Lin. In this chaotic army, it is actually difficult for archers to move because they can easily hurt their own people.
But at this moment, Yang Lin couldn't care about this anymore.
Without the use of archers, Fan Hu would kill him. How should he deal with it then?
"Archers prepare, shoot!"
Looking at Fan Hu who was surrounded by his own soldiers and horses, Yang Lin gave the order directly without any change in his expression.
His eyes were wide open and he was praying in his heart.
You must shoot the thief!
——
Faced with the siege of the generals, Fan Hu was not afraid and attacked with a three-pointed two-edged sword, easily killing several people.
These are just rabble.
When Fan Hu looked up and saw the rain of arrows flying in the distance, his eyes suddenly turned cold. He knew Yang Lin's intention.
Do you want people to block him and then shoot him with bows and arrows?
Fan Hu is not so miserable.
He struck hard, knocking down everyone on the left and right, and then held the long knife in his hand, dancing like a welcome.
Today's Wuji sword technique combines the strengths of various schools.
Speed is not his flaw.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"
All those arrows fell to the ground.
Yang Lin was panicked and continued to let people shoot arrows, even though he had already seen that the arrow rain just now did not hurt Fan Hu, but many of his own people were hit.
In the rain of arrows, Fan Hu took the initiative to greet him.
Those officers and soldiers fled in confusion without any intention of resistance. Not only was Fan Hu's terrifying strength, but also the rain of arrows that made no distinction between the enemy and ourselves, made them terrified.
Fan Hu galloped his horse with his sword across the sword, and the red shadow on his crotch jumped up, trampling several soldiers under his feet.
Those archers could still shoot from a distance, but when Fan Hu came close to kill them, they became fragile and easy to kill.
Within a moment, Fan Hu once again fought his way out.
Yang Lin's figure was right in front of him.
Fan Hu looked at him and shouted:
"Yang Lin, why don't you die!"
Looking at the mess in front of him, his soldiers and horses were actually killed by one person and fled in all directions. The corners of Yang Lin's mouth twitched slightly, and his beard looked unusually messy in the wind.
He calmed down and spoke slowly:
"Fan Hu, I am the patron king of the Sui Dynasty. As long as you surrender now, I can forget all the past things. If I am recommended by you, when the time comes, I will become a general and a marquis."
