After taking the opportunity to die, the war resumed, and the sound of fighting filled the sky. However, this battle belonged to Iron Monkey, Li An, Tu Zhen, Ke Yue Niu Mountain, Thrush, Tiger and Yan Lang. This battle had nothing to do with Wei Shiqi, he Just a bystander. Tu Zhen snuggled next to him, controlling the Yin Key with the first intention of mind control, and led the monsters to fight with Chi Yi's army. Li An was like a breeze, strolling in the Shura field, and wherever he passed, the battle situation was overturned, and the enemy army seemed to be trapped. Quicksand, the strong and weak were reversed, and they were slaughtered in an instant.
The army surged forward in waves, like the tide hitting the rocks. The waves splashed and collapsed into foam. The rocks still stood firm. Chi Yi was in the middle of the army and watched with cold eyes. He had already seen two key figures, one bright and one dark. It is the secret key to the rebellion, and the dark one is that slim figure that flickers in and out. If these two people are not eliminated, the worst they can do is lose both sides.
He raised his hand and picked up a thick bamboo whip, and stood out from the crowd. Before he could do anything, a strong wind blew above his head, and a dark hozen fell from the sky. He raised the big stick and smashed it down hard. Chi Yi was surrounded by the Chinese army and had difficulty dodging, so he had to grit his teeth and use his bamboo whip to parry. There was a loud "dang" sound, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, knocking down all the monsters around him.
His arms were full, Chi Yi knelt on one knee, his old face flushed red, almost bleeding. After a few breaths of stalemate, the blood receded from the ground, and he became as pale as paper. He mustered up the strength to hold back the stone stick. He unloaded it to the side, his fingers were trembling, and he couldn't hold the bamboo whip. He knew that the enemy was invincible, so he shouted: "Where is the spear thrower? Why don't you take action quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, more than a hundred heavy short spears flew up through the air, buzzing and unstoppable. The iron monkey showed no fear, dancing with water cloud stone sticks, knocking down the short spears one by one. Chi Yi's face was ferocious, and he shouted again: "Where is the ax thrower?" The sound of breaking through the air was endless, and the sound was loud. Countless hand axes flew towards the iron monkey, attacking like locusts. Before they could land, another wave came. The short spear is thrown out, giving the opponent no time to breathe.
There are two hundred-man teams in the Red Army. One is a spear-throwing warrior, carrying five short spears on his back. The muscles in his right arm are bulging, and the veins are twisted like a snake, which is nearly half thicker than his left arm. The second is an ax-throwing warrior. With eighteen hand axes stuck on his waist, he threw them with both hands in turn, as fast as dense rain. But what chilled Chi Yi was that the short spear and hand ax poured out, but was easily blocked by the monkey head, and fell to the ground with a clang, unscathed.
Chi Yi groaned secretly, but did not regret his decision. He could not trust Kan Queyi, let alone the losers under his command who fled when they saw that the situation was not good. Master Guan Ji, whether he lives or dies, must see it with his own eyes no matter what. One look, but the price paid for this look is unbearable. Looking from a distance, all the soldiers left behind by Kan Quehei turned against the enemy. Under the leadership of Yin Yao, they fought to the death. The living took the blood of the dead. The auras of the abyss rose and fell. There was a stalemate for a while. On the distant hills, The tall figure stood tall, holding a graceful girl in his arms, quietly watching thousands of monsters fighting to the death, like a high and mighty king.
At that moment, Chi Yi realized clearly that the figure on the hill was the mastermind behind the scenes and the real enemy. However, despite all his efforts, he could not reach him and ask for the whereabouts of Lord Qianji.
The Iron Monkey blocked the Chinese army's attack with spears and axes. With a strange cry, he rushed into the enemy's formation like a whirlwind. As if he was in an uninhabited land, he rolled around with a stick, killing his enemies and retreating steadily. Chi Yi had no time to take into account the changes in the battle situation. He picked up the bamboo whip and stepped forward to restrain him. He just kept fighting and did not fight head-on with the opponent. The elite of the Chinese army surrounded and killed him from all sides, slightly stopping the one-sided decline. The Iron Monkey steeled himself, shook his shoulders, the iron chains jingled, and he forced the iron hammer out for a few seconds. The blood relics let out blood threads, and his strength surged. Countless monsters were killed under his stick.
Chi Yi's troops were not as powerful as Kan Quxie, so how could they withstand such ferocious spirits. Seeing that the Chinese army was killing fewer and fewer people, many years of hard work were ruined. In desperation, just as he was about to burn his blood to unleash his killer, he suddenly heard shouts coming from behind. When he came, he hurriedly looked back, only to see a monster coming to kill him brazenly, covering the mountains and plains, piercing the opponent's vitals like a dagger. After thousands of elite soldiers, a bald monster staggered forward. Its body was as fat as a mountain of meat, with a six-yang leader that was too small to be decent. It had thick arms and strong legs. It carried a machete that looked like a door panel. The blade was pitted. The footsteps were as heavy as a drum. It was none other than Master Qianji's general, Hu Fei.
Chi Yi was overjoyed and calmed down a little. The iron monkey swept the three-headed monster with one sweep, and after a few steps, the water cloud stone stick came out of the hole like a poisonous snake and stabbed his chest fiercely. In the critical moment, a monster sprang out from the sloping ground and stood in front of Chi Yi regardless of his own safety. It took a solid blow from the stick and his body exploded with a "bang". Blood and flesh were like rain. Chi Yi managed to escape. He retreated a few feet and shouted angrily: "General Hu Fei, come to help quickly, Chi can't stand it any longer!"
This shout went through the clouds and cracked the silk. He was hoarse and furious. Hu Fei was secretly amused. Chi Yi actually asked for help. This was a once-in-a-lifetime wonder. However, he watched coldly for a long time. Although the monkey head that was fighting in and out with a stick was fierce, it was just scabies. A minor trouble, but the real enemy is the majestic figure on the hill. He took a deep breath, and the fat all over his body rippled. He suddenly shouted loudly, raised the machete high, and moved his mind, with seven monsters around him as the inner circle, and thirteen monsters as the outer circle. Circle, they all slapped their chests, forcing out a ball of blood, which slowly rotated around the fox fat, one after another, and gradually connected into one piece.
The blood and energy left the body, but the monsters were like deflated skins. Their bodies were suddenly shrunken, their backs were stooped, and their faces were covered with wrinkles. They were all unsteady and fell to the ground slumped. The blood energy swirled faster and faster, suddenly retracting inward and submerging into the body. A stream of blood light shot out from the top of his head, shooting straight into the sky. Hu Fei gave a loud shout, dragged the knife and rushed towards Wei Shiqi. The aura of the abyss was as majestic as the sea, and his killing intent was fierce. Keep moving forward.
Tu Zhen leaned in Wei Shiqi's arms, his eyes seemed to be closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, activating the first meaning of mind control, concentrating on manipulating the Yin Key, and paying no attention to Hu Fei. The knife fell head-on, and the blood surged. Fox Fat's body was surging like waves, and his aura was rising steadily. However, the other party did not avoid it. He stretched out his hand and touched it casually. The golden light was fleeting, and the Fox Fat was wiped out. The person was wiped out with the knife, and no bones were left. A thick and rich blood was left in the air, floating in the air, and condensing into beads.
As soon as Hu Fei died, the morale of the monsters suddenly collapsed like an avalanche, and the monsters were in chaos, like a plate of loose sand, and the army was defeated. Seeing Chi Yi's eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his hands and feet were cold. Hu Fei used all his strength to strike with the sword, and his momentum was as strong as if he was about to die. He couldn't stop the other party from gently waving his hand. Master Zhanji was no match for him, and he died. Nothing is false. After a fierce battle for a long time, there were not many Chinese troops left, and the monkeys rushed forward with bared teeth. Chiyi knew that he would not be spared, so he put aside his distracting thoughts and fought fiercely with a death wish. After many fights, his bones were soft and his muscles were soft, and his bamboo whip was He took off his hand and flew out, taking advantage of the stone stick to open a small gap, and rushed forward without hesitation, spitting out a blood arrow in front of him.
The blood arrow leaves the lips, and the vitality is extinguished.
