Seeing the Dongyi archer among the reinforcements in the distance, Yang Fanhai was overjoyed and suddenly remembered that when he went to war, Gongsun Xuanyuan said that it was Gongsun Shaodian who reached an alliance with the Dongyi tribe and attacked the Guifang tribe together.

But at that time, I was worried about Cuiwei Mountain, so I didn't remember it very much. After rushing to the Great Wall, I happened to encounter a large army of Guifang tribes attacking him, and I only cared about defending the city and surrounding the encirclement and dispatching troops. I didn't remember this at all.

After all, even if the human race leads its own army, it will only win in its own place. Others cannot confront the Guifang tribe at all. It is really unwise to leave the Great Wall to fight the Guifang tribe. The reason why Gongsun Shaodian dared to send troops was because of the help of the Dongyi tribe.

This tribe has many archers and arrows, and its strength is extraordinary. Even if there are no humans, they can surpass the Guifang tribe. However, the Dongyi tribe has never liked to fight, and there are too many variables when fighting on the wasteland.

The body of the Dongyi tribe is far inferior to that of the Guifang tribe. Once there is a variable, it is difficult to determine who dies and who lives. Cooperating with the human tribe is precisely the complementary existence and whether it is natural to surpass the Guifang tribe.

Now the Allies have arrived suddenly, and it is time to make the situation on the battlefield reverse.

The Dongyi Divine Shooting has amazing eyesight. You can tell the location of the Qiang tribe and the human army from afar. The arrows are raining like rain, and waves of fighting are coming, causing the Qiang tribe to fall down one by one.

How could he hesitate in this situation? Yang Fanhai shouted: "Everyone, kill me!"

The momentum was like a fierce tiger, and the morale of the human army behind him surged. No matter what cultivation the other party was, he followed Yang Fanhai desperately and rushed forward.

Moving mountains and moving force, the sky collapses and the earth breaks, and the sand and stones fly.

The green dragon is urging, and lightning is thundering, like a rainstorm.

Xuanwu roared, his evil spirit tumbling, Yang Fanhai was unstoppable, and he stepped on the flying stone and rushed directly to the center of the enemy. He captured the thief first, and he targeted the leader of the opponent. The black spear was like a poisonous dragon coming out of the hole, and he opened his mouth and bit it.

This Qiang tribe warrior was a tribal marshal, with only the king and extraordinary strength. When he felt the crisis emerge, he immediately picked up the machete in his hand to meet him, blocking the terrifying shot.

Just as he was about to sneer and express his disdain, the laughter froze as soon as it appeared. He felt that something was wrong, and the energy in his body was rapidly losing. When he looked down, he found that there was a strange black force wrapped around the black spear that he had resisted.

The strange black force penetrated through the machete and directly affected his body, like poisonous snakes, madly devouring the power in his body, making him quickly become weak.

He was shocked and wanted to get rid of the machete. But how could Yang Fanhai give him a chance? The lingering gun technique was activated, and a lingering force condensed at the tip of the gun, entangling the machete. No matter how the other party shook left and right, he could do anything. In the blink of an eye, he saw that his tall body was narrowing a circle.

"What...what evil magic!"

The Qiang tribe marshal was shocked at this moment, and he felt even more afraid. At this moment, he felt the danger of death and had no idea what magical powers the other party used, so he could attack like this.

"The evil technique of killing people!"

Yang Fanhai said coldly, turning around, spinning around, and a bellowshot technique to meet. The Qiang tribe marshal did not know how powerful it was, and his body was weak and it was difficult to develop strength. He could only use the same trick again, and then cut it down with another knife, with the intention of holding it under control.

The black spear burst into light, and its momentum was like a bamboo shoot. Under the divine power, how could the machete block it? The sound of cracking and shattered. The spear flashed and drove straight in. Yang Fanhai stabbed the enemy's chest with a spear. The evil spirit rushed, and the swallowing power continued to rush, crazily sucking the flesh and energy of the Qiang tribe marshal at a terrible speed.

It was like the previous marshal of the Guifang tribe, in just a moment, his tall body was sucked to a single skin, without a trace of life.

"kill……"

Yang Fanhai roared and was about to cheer him up again, but suddenly he felt his body tightening, and the evil spirit surged again, rushing towards all directions. As the roaring, ghosts and wolves howled, as if hungry wolves were released and bitten wildly when they saw anything.

The soldiers of the Qiang tribe around them, regardless of their life or death, were not strong enough, and they would lose their flesh and blood and essence when they were submerged, and their lives would disappear in an instant.

Yang Fanhai was shocked. Although the evil aura killed the Qiang tribe at this moment, he could not control it. Once this terrible power was out of control, it would inevitably swallow even his subordinates.

Seeing that the army under his command rushed over and did not dare to stop for a moment, Yang Fanhai ran rapidly like a wild horse that devoured evil spirits and danced around, leaving behind a piece of residue wherever he passed.

Many human soldiers were unaware of the situation and saw that the winner was brave. For a moment, their morale was soaring. With the screams, they seemed to be rushing around the mountains and fields.

Not to mention the help of the Dongyi clan's magic shoot, even if you don't have the moment, you may not be at a disadvantage.

Yang Fanhai was anxious and silently recited the meditation mantra while rushing, trying to suppress the terrible magic power.

He knew that this evil spirit was like a double-edged sword, which was not so easy to use, but in order to quickly fight and reduce his own side's damage in the previous battle, he could only exert this power to the extreme. Unexpectedly, if he used it so twice, it would actually lead to such consequences.

It was like a crazy demon dancing, like a bamboo shoot, and the black evil energy turned into a huge black hurricane, sweeping across the Qiang tribe army. When it dissipated, the Qiang tribe army was already in a defeat.

All the people chased and killed each other, and Wu Jin rushed towards Yang Fanhai: "General..."

Just as he was about to ask for instructions on how to act, his mind tightened and he was stunned. At this time, Yang Fanhai was entangled with evil spirits, and his eyes were extremely strange, black all over, and white eyes were scary.

"Don't come over!" Yang Fanhai said in a deep voice: "All people are ordered to chase after 500 miles before making a gathering, and there must be no mistakes."

The evil energy is powerful, but it is easy to riot. At this moment, he finally suppressed it and was regulating the true energy in his body.

"As for orders..."

Wu Jin looked at Yang Fanhai for a moment and did not leave. He was obviously still worried about his situation.

"Don't worry about me, a little bit of a problem!"

Yang Fanhai said in a deep voice, his tone gradually lowered and he had already recovered.

Seeing that Yang Fanhai was safe, Wu Jin rode his horse away and passed the order down.

At this time, Han Ye and Hu Gensheng rode their horses and rushed to Yang Fanhai before stopping. Both of them were carrying people behind them, and then turned over and dismounted.

Yang Fanhai, the two Dongyi tribes behind him, had seen each other. One was the Dongyi tribe's talent, Feiteng, who had tried with him, and the other was an elder of the Dongyi tribe. Yang Fanhai couldn't remember it for a moment.

"The last general is paying homage to the general!" Han Ye and Hu Gensheng stepped forward to salute.

"No gift!"

The allies were together and they didn't dare to be entrusted. Yang Fanhai hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to the two of them: "Yang Fanhai has met two."

"I've seen General Yang!" Feiteng also bowed and introduced to Yang Fanhai: "This is the Iron Bear Elder of my clan."

"So it's Elder Iron Bear!" Yang Fanhai hurriedly bowed and bowed.

Elder Iron Bear beat his chest and returned the salute, and said with a smile: "Last time I met General Yang, I was at the Sea King Festival, and his heroic posture was outstanding. It has only been a few years now. I didn't expect that I have already cultivated this kind of cultivation. It is indeed a young hero, extraordinary!"

It was not a polite word, but a true thought. In just a few years, it took me a lot of years to go from the Xuanxian realm to the Taiyi Jinxian realm. This speed of practice is really amazing.

Feiteng also sighed: "If you want to compete with you again, it seems that there is nothing you can do."

In the past, the Sea King sacrifice, Yang Fanhai was in the limelight and shot several monsters with the Qiankun Bow. Both Feiteng himself and the Fenggong were compared, which naturally made them dissatisfied.

Unfortunately, the two have only relied on years of cultivation to reach the Golden Immortal Realm, and they are already two major realms different from Yang Fanhai. No matter how they compete, they are no longer fair, and it is naturally meaningless to compare.

Yang Fanhai smiled and said nothing, and bowed to Elder Tiexiong to thank him: "Thank you, elder, for leading the army, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

"Why thank you!" Elder Tiexiong shook his head: "It's just that I'm sorry. I made an appointment with the king of your country for April, and we're late. Fortunately, we met your troops, otherwise we might be even later."

The Dongyi tribe is good at shooting, but not riding. Or they like to be close to nature, and they do not like to ride horses. Therefore, no matter whether they are rushing on their legs or riding on big livestock like black rhinos.

However, the number of black rhinos is limited and cannot be used in large-scale wars at all, so they are not fast and they are not time-consuming.

Hu Gensheng and Han Ye also happened to meet the messenger of the Dongyi tribe after leaving the wasteland, so they led their troops to the rescue. The two of them accidentally fought with the Guifang tribe, but they happened to catch up with this place.

"Not too late, no too late, it's just right!" Yang Fanhai glanced at the distance and said, "The military situation cannot be missed. It is the time for pursuit. When the troops are withdrawn, I will be happy to treat you all."

"So good!" Elder Tiexiong nodded.

Yang Fanhai turned over the black rhino, clasped his fists and saluted the two of them, and then galloped away. The pursuit was just an excuse, and he was actually worried that the other party would mention the Qiankun Bow.

That is a holy object of the Dongyi tribe. If you take it for granted, this treasure has been refined by yourself, and the other hand, it is really easy to use. If you change to other big bows, you may not be used to it.

He was not too greedy for treasures before, but he really didn't want to return this Qiankun Bow...

The Qiang tribe was not as strong as the Guifang tribe, but its speed was much faster. Even when it was defeated, it was difficult for the clan army to pursue it, and it was already widening the distance.

But after escaping far away, he encountered a large human army galloping from the direction of defeat and directly entered the defeated army with an impact formation. For a moment, people were overturned and the losses were severe again.
Chapter completed!