Ke Yongniu bravely looked up, only to see shadowy mountains hugging each other in the distance, bonfires swaying like stars, and faint shadows of people moving. His heart pounded, and he secretly calculated his itinerary. He was shocked to realize that this place was not far from Tunxiang Mountain, and the monsters stationed in the valley must be the elite soldiers under Qianji's command.
The moon was white and the wind was clear, Ke Yaoxiu was uneasy and worried about gains and losses, but after thinking about it, he had reached this point and had no choice but to bite the bullet and entrust his life to Mr. Han. If it happened again, he was afraid that he would be the first to kill him immediately. Power. Thinking carefully about it, your Majesty can be said to be fair. He neither favors nor angers unnecessarily. He is decisive in killing and is unfathomable. He must not be half-hearted!
Ke Yueniu extinguished his distracting thoughts, slowly closed his eyes, and rested his mind. The battle was imminent, and every ounce of strength could not be wasted easily. The sky was falling and the tall man had to stand up, so he only had to do his part. The wood thrush was young and strong, and its physical strength was at its peak. It had slept for several hours and was full of energy. Feeling a little hungry in its belly, it pulled out a few burnt beef bones from the ashes, tore off the charcoal-like meat residue, and threw them away. Chewing silently into his mouth.
Yan Hu saw clearly from the side, poked at Yan Lang and winked. The latter understood, lightly touched the grass, found the discarded cow head, buried it in the ash heap, and put a few dead branches on it. It crackled and burned.
After waiting quietly for a moment, the wind howled and the grass and trees fell, a figure came out quietly, prostrated in front of Wei Shiqi, and called "Sir" in a low voice. It was none other than Fan Bashan of Centennial Valley. Hu Feng, one of his right-hand men, is Madman Hu.
Wei Shiqi declined the "thousands of soldiers", but did not reject Fan Bashan's other good intentions. Hu Feng was ordered to inquire about the movements of the lead army and report to him in time. This journey was not easy, and the blood above his head was full of blood. Diffused in the void, his chest and abdomen were heaving, his expression was slightly tired, but his eyes were bright and flashing with a strange light.
Wei Shiqi glanced at him and asked, "The army is stationed at Tunxiang Mountain. How is the situation?"
Hu Feng took several stones of different sizes, placed them on the terrain of Tunxiang Mountain, and explained the places where the monsters were stationed one by one. It turns out that Tunxiang Mountain is not an isolated peak, but a cluster of dozens of cliffs. It looks like a large coiling snake with a bulging belly, as if it has swallowed a giant elephant and slept with a full meal. According to Hu Feng's inquiries, Qian Ji's rule was very systematic and divided the monsters into five branches.
One branch is stationed at the head of the snake, one is stationed at the tail of the snake, and three branches are stationed at the belly of the snake.
Looking west from here, the place where the mountains are embraced is the snake's tail of Tunxiang Mountain. The pass is like a dog's tooth gnawing through it, jagged and extending in all directions. With the opportunity, his subordinates Yin Yao and Jiang Kenan commanded more than ten thousand monsters stationed in the valley, grinding their teeth. Sharp claws, in groups, hunt for blood and food everywhere.
And a group of monsters stationed at the head of the snake is headed by General Pi, Kan Quexi. This person's combat prowess is on par with Qianji's. He is lazy by nature and doesn't care much about blood. He only hangs out under Qianji's command. He doesn't show off his strength on weekdays. Dew should never be underestimated.
As for the Chinese army where the lead machine was located, he only spied on the outside and never went deep into the snake's belly, so he knew very little.
Hu Feng's words were concise and concise, unhurried, and explained the general situation of Tunxiang Mountain one by one. Wei Shiqi asked a few more key points. He said everything he knew, but he knew it, and he didn't know it. There are speculations, but there is no certainty. If you say too much, you will be wrong. Don't dare to speak nonsense.
Wei Shiqi lowered his head and thought for a moment, stretched out his foot to wipe away the stones placed by Hu Feng, and waved his hand to let him go. Hu Feng bowed his head and retreated into the forest in a hurry. However, he did not find a way back to Baisui Valley to report to General Fan at Fanba Mountain. Instead, he took a long circuit, made a long circle, and climbed to a peak from the back mountain, overlooking the mountain. Swallowing the tail of the snake on the Elephant Mountain stimulates the blood and improves the eyesight. Without blinking, he watches every move of Han Bahou, the mute Ba Ke, the yoke ox, etc.
Qian Ji is a general under King Chakravartin, and he has hundreds of thousands of monsters as his wings, among them are the strong hands of Kan Que Evil. In Hu Feng's view, Han Shiba is using a small number to attack many, so he should start from the outside and wait for the opportunity to kill them. The safest way is to go out to search for blood-eating monsters, then lure the snake out of its hole and gradually eat away at it. But what he didn't expect was that Han Shiba ordered his subordinates to stay away from him, even Hou Mute, and went straight to Tunxiang Mountain alone.
He didn't cover up his whereabouts or intentions, he just walked straight in. Hu Feng's eyes almost popped out of his head. He bit his fingers to make sure he saw it right. The flesh on his face twitched. He was known as "Crazy Hu", and he was considered to be extremely bold. , unscrupulous people, but compared to Han Shiba, they are inferior and far behind!
Dozens of monsters were eating and drinking around the campfire. They noticed something moving in the forest. At first, they thought it was a lost beast. They panicked, accidentally hit the road, and came towards the fire. When they saw it,
Only then did Wei Shiqi suddenly wake up, and a swarm of swarms rushed forward, surrounding him.
Without saying a word, Wei Shiqi stretched out his hand to take out the red copper hate stick, swept it across, and beat the four monsters into eight pieces. Hu Feng's eyesight was astonishing and he could see clearly. The stick was a blunt instrument, but when hit on the waist, it was as sharp as a magic weapon. Blood gushed out like a spring and his organs felt numb. He was a little confused. He didn't know why Mr. Han had to exert so much effort. He could clearly kill them all with one stick, so why did he have to tear his body apart?
The companions fell in a pool of blood, torn into two parts, and could no longer die. The remaining monsters screamed and screamed, with ferocious faces, and bravely stepped forward to fight, but they fell to Wei Shiqi's stick one by one, and no one was spared.
Without any time to spare, Wei Shiqi killed a group of monsters cleanly, stepped on the wreckage of a pool of blood, took some time to recover, and walked toward the Snake Tail of Tunxiang Mountain. Generals Yin Yao and Jiang Kenan had been alerted long ago and led their elite soldiers to rush out of the pass. In the future, the enemy would be surrounded by many layers of enemies.
Yin Yao was riding a black panther with green eyes. She was tall and graceful, but she was a female general. She saw from a distance that there was only one enemy coming. She was dancing with a big red copper stick, as if she was entering an uninhabited land, and she was invincible in killing all the way, causing a rain of blood. The fishy wind is definitely not a good person at first glance. Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. She is cautious, frowned and looked at it for a moment, screamed loudly, and the monsters retreated one after another. Behind her, a team of thousands of people rushed like a whirlwind, with long spears densely packed, stabbing from the front, back, left, and right. Like a forest of guns.
Wei Shiqi abandoned all means and used only one stick to kill countless enemies, which was better than just strolling in the courtyard. Seeing the dark spear points coming from all directions, he circled the red copper hate stick and knocked it to the ground with one stick, " "When" there was a loud noise, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the shock wave rolled away. The thousand-man team couldn't hold their spears, staggered and fell to the ground, their ears were buzzing, their bones were soft and their muscles were numb, and they couldn't get up for a while.
Wei Shiqi let out a breath of turbidity, and showed no mercy. He used the red copper hate stick to harvest lives, killing the monsters that were stunned to the ground one by one. The blood flowed everywhere, it was too horrible to see.
Hu Feng watched for a long time, and suddenly his heart moved. Blood, blood, after killing so many monsters, where did all the blood go? He frowned, gritted his teeth, and finally noticed something strange about that stick. It was obviously a dead thing, but it could swallow blood and do whatever it wanted. Han Shiba was trapped in a tight siege, killing the enemy like a dog. He had fought until now, but in fact, there was no How much effort it takes!
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