The next morning, Xue Dingshan handed over the military affairs to Zhou Qing, assembled his own team and led three thousand soldiers to the Mingsha Mountain where Xue Rengui was trapped.

"Yang Fan, you trapped my father with conspiracy and tricks. This hatred is irreconcilable. Today I will decide life and death with you! Rebel, die!" In front of the two armies, the enemies were extremely jealous. Xue Dingshan was shy and angry, and threw all his anger towards Yang Fan, waved Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and stabbed Yang Fan directly.

Yang Fan slowly resisted, and while resisting, he mocked, "Oh, what's wrong with this time? He was so anxious. Could it be that Fan Lihua's wife was carrying you and other young faces on her back? I told you, this is normal. Women, you can't believe it easily. Don't be angry first, or I'll introduce you to a better one, and I'm sure that she is younger, beautiful and understands the charm of the woman..."

As soon as Yang Fan said this, Xue Dingshan was naturally even more angry and shivered. His subordinates naturally tried harder, but they lost the accuracy and were easily avoided by Yang Fan.

Xue Dingshan came in anger, and his strength naturally could not last long. Yang Fan waited for his work and took a lot of advantage. So when the two sides fought for 70 or 80 rounds, Xue Dingshan gradually felt weak and soft, sweating all over, and his arms were trembling. He was determined to kill the thief, but he was no longer able to use it.

At this time, Yang Fan laughed and said, "You are fighting so hard with me to protect the two girls behind you who broke into my formation to save people, right? It's a pity that you made a mistake. My formation is extraordinary and not something that ordinary people can see through. Otherwise, with your father's ability, you would have broken out long ago, and you are still trapped in the formation? Alas, it's a pity that the two girls like flower buds will probably die tragically in the formation and become two erotic female corpses..."

As soon as Yang Fan said this, Xue Dingshan became even more anxious. He didn't expect that the other party had already seen through his intentions and had made a good response. In this way, not only would his father Xue Rengui die in the formation, but even his wife and sister would be trapped in the formation. In this way, the three generals of the Xue family would be considered to be over. Not only that, even Kaiyuan City would be lost, which would bring great trouble and even danger to the return of the Han emperor.

However, at this point, Dou Xiantong and Xue Jinlian have already entered the battle, and it would be too late to remind him.

"Fairy boy, sister, this is all my fault. I underestimated that Yang Fan, which actually caused you to be trapped in the formation. If I had known today, I would have kowtowed to Fan Lihua yesterday. At least I wouldn't let you die in vain. Even if I committed suicide in shame and anger afterwards, it would be better than killing your life. But what's the use of saying this now? Even if I want to go back and kowtow to her now, Yang Fan wouldn't let me go. Alas, I can only fight hard for the current plan. I hope that my desperate battle can severely damage or kill Yang Fan, which can be regarded as avenging my father and you."

When Xue Dingshan thought of this, he didn't know where he had a strength, dancing the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand as if it was storm and thunder, and greeting Yang Fan desperately.

"You, are you crazy? You don't want to die?" Seeing Xue Dingshan's way of fighting, even Yang Fan was very afraid. He no longer had the previous joking look on his face. Instead, he looked solemn, guarding the door and being on guard. He knew that the other party was fighting desperately now, and the other party could want to die, but he could never be so stupid. So Yang Fan was guarding the battle and was ready to defend himself. Even though Xue Dingshan's martial arts skills were amazing, he could never break his defense.

As time progressed, after fifty rounds, Xue Dingshan's patience was gradually worn out, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and his attack gradually became soft and weak.

The sensitive Yang Fan immediately felt the change of Xue Dingshan. Seeing that Xue Dingshan's attack became weaker and weaker, he laughed and said, "I really didn't expect you to be so unsustainable. Forget it, you have been struggling for so long. Next, it's time for me to try my skills. You are a little white-faced, and you can use my trick to cut Huashan with one move."

Yang Fan laughed. He lifted Xue Dingshan's attack and slashed the golden-backed machete in his hand directly towards Xue Dingshan's top door.

At this time, even if Xue Dingshan could barely dodge more, he would definitely not be able to attack the next attack. So in his helplessness, he had to grit his teeth and raise the halberd pole of the Huaji, blocking the extremely powerful attack.

Only a violent sound of gold and iron clashing came. Although Xue Dingshan barely blocked the attack, his arms were soft, his face was pale, and he felt sweaty, and he could hardly hold the halberd.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you could hold on, so I'll take another knife." Yang Fan held the golden-backed machete in his hand and slashed at Xue Dingshan's top door again. In an instant, the big sword attacked again with a thunderous momentum. Xue Dingshan had no choice but to hold the Fang Tian Hua Ji again blocked it.

After the second loud bang, Xue Dingshan could no longer hold on. He felt sweet in his throat and spewed out a large mouthful of blood. His whole body was shaking on the horse's back, as if he could fall down at any time.

However, Xue Dingshan was still gritting his teeth to support him. He knew that as long as he couldn't hold on, it would be a death. It wouldn't matter if he died, but Yang Fan was still unharmed. No matter what, even if he bit his teeth and fought his life, he would still hurt him, and at least he could not get out of bed within three days. In this way, Zhou Qing and the others might be able to persevere until the Han emperor comes back.

However, after all, the opponent is attacking with all his might, while Xue Dingshan is defending passively. In addition, Xue Dingshan's martial arts value is not as good as Yang Fan, which resulted in Xue Dingshan's injuries becoming more and more serious. Later, even he had no confidence to take the next blow.

However, Xue Dingshan still did not surrender. He raised his arms and raised the Fang Tianhua Ji in his hand above his head, preparing to face the thunderous attack.

"If you don't succeed, you will be successful. Even if I, Xue Dingshan, die, will definitely die unyieldingly. We must never make people laugh at me!" Xue Dingshan said loudly with a firm look on his face.

"Hmph! I still want to be a hero when I die? Since that's the case, I will fulfill your wish!" At this time, even Yang Fan lost his patience and sneered at Xue Dingshan with a grim smile.

But at this moment, a whispered shout came from a distance: "Stop! Yang Fan, Xue Dingshan was very insulted by me before. Can you sell my favor and hand him over to me for disposal?"

"Hehe, Fan Lihua? Do you think I am a three-year-old child? This person is the little white face you like. He is the one I killed. How could I leave it to you?" Yang Fan sneered and then said to Xue Dingshan: "Young white face, your death date is here, let's die!"
Chapter completed!