The attack of the Guifang tribe does not rely solely on personal courage and chaotic combat. On the contrary, the opponent's command is very well organized. Although it is somewhat different from the human army's way of fighting, it is not different in essence.

Once they climbed the city wall, except for Wu Jin and Lin Zhenpei, a soldier with strength, could gain the upper hand. If this continues, the situation is not good, and Yang Fanhai can only jump off the city wall and destroy the opponent's attack rhythm.

With a wave of the black spear, he used the colorful gun technique of falling sound. Strong winds surged around, like wind dragons, twisting their huge bodies and rushing towards both sides along the city wall.

The combat power of the Immortal Realm, the destructive power of this move is no longer comparable to that of the past. Under the sweep, even the soldiers of the Guifang tribe were blown to death in an instant. The remaining soldiers could not stop the whistling wind and fell and fell.

Without the help of his tribe, even if the soldiers of the Guifang tribe had good jumping power, they would not be able to jump up to the city wall. The tactics were self-defeating, but the offensive did not slow down. Yang Fanhai, in front of the city wall, immediately became the target of the soldiers of the Guifang tribe's venting.

Groups of soldiers roared and rushed over, like huge crabs, waving various long weapons in their hands, as if a black tide was coming.

"General!" Bai Jian exclaimed, not knowing what to do. At this moment, seeing Yang Fanhai being besieged, he was powerless to rescue him, and it was even more impossible for the army to rush out of the city to fight.

"Shoot the arrow!" Wu Jin shouted loudly, and ordered instead of Bai Jian. After the rain of arrows fell, he shouted to him: "General Bai Jian, just command the defense. You don't need to worry about General Yang's safety."

At this time, the soldiers of the Guifang tribe had rushed around Yang Fanhai, waved their weapons, and killed them one by one fiercely.

Faced with the siege of enemies, Yang Fanhai was calm and unhurried. The soldiers who came here were both strong and weak, but most of them were far inferior to him, and the strongest one was only in the Killing Phalaen stage. He was the combat power of the immortal realm, and the gap between several major realms could not be made up for just a little bit of it.

The black spear was like a poisonous dragon flying, dancing wildly, and spears were sprinkled out along the spear's trend, and there was a colorful wind whistling, killing the soldiers of the Guifang tribe who rushed over.

At this moment, he was too close to the city wall and did not dare to use the mountain movement power easily. If he accidentally collapsed the city wall due to mysterious skills, the fun would be great.

The gun was as bright as the wind, sweeping wildly, and the soldiers of the Guifang tribe could not resist and fell one by one under Yang Fanhai's attack. Soon, a circle of corpses piled up in front of the city wall, like a hill.

The gun that was winding like a black dragon was like a defense circle, which made people difficult to get close to, but Yang Fanhai's true energy was consumed quite a lot. It was definitely not a problem to continue like this, and we must find a way to go back.

But at this moment, you must not open the city gate. Once you are unable to close the door, you will be caught in by the Guifang tribe army. Chentang Pass is in danger, so you can only think of other ways.

After thinking for a while, Yang Fanhai suddenly had an idea. He bent his legs and jumped hard, and then used the colorful gun technique of falling sound. A strong wind stormed and blasted towards the ground. With the help of the rebound force, Yang Fanhai flew up like an arrow from the string, and instantly jumped more than ten meters high.

"General!" Wu Jin shouted, and at the same time he picked up a shield on the ground and threw it out, just at Yang Fanhai's feet.

With his feet stomping on the shield and then bounced with force, Yang Fanhai easily landed on the city wall like a light spirit bird.

At this time, Bai Jian took a breath of air, looked at Yang Fanhai for a while before saying with a look of surprise: "General, you are really not an ordinary person!"

Although he had General Xiong, he had only fought in Qingzhou and Xuzhou battlefields and had never been to the southern Wu tribe front. He often heard that the warriors there had extraordinary cultivation, but I think it was probably only Yang Fanhai's level.

"Be careful, they will attack again soon!" Yang Fanhai gasped slightly and looked ahead.

After the first attack failed, the leader of the Guifang tribe on the high platform temporarily withdrew the army and began to think about countermeasures with the people around him.

After a long time, there was no action. This time, the Ghost Tribe did not rush to attack, but instead assigned many soldiers to leave the battlefield, not knowing what they were doing. Unfortunately, they did not have any powerful scouts on their side and could not find out the situation with them, so they could only wait for the other party's actions.

Time passed little by little, and the other party had no action. Yang Fanhai did not dare to lead his troops out of the city, so he could only wait.

It was dark at dusk and until dawn the next day, there was no attack. When the sun approached the middle of the sky, the Guifang tribe army finally took action.

The leader of the Guifang tribe on the high platform gave the order, and the army rushed towards Chentang Pass, but the speed was not very fast. At a distance of nearly two hundred meters, it suddenly stopped and saw huge stones flying out of the army and smashing towards Chentang Pass.

The soldiers of these Guifang tribes are tall and powerful. Most of them have the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and many of them even have the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage and even Kongming Stage.

Ordinary soldiers can easily have two or three thousand kilograms of strength, not to mention those outstanding people. At this time, the throwing of stones did not use siege equipment at all, they simply threw them out directly with their arms.

This place is a plain, all of which are wet soil, and there is no such huge stone at all. Yang Fanhai thought for a moment and realized that the Guifang tribe had distributed some soldiers to transport the stones before.

Tiger rocks flew over, smashing against the city wall like a meteor.

"Bang bang bang!"

The loud noise was continuous and extremely terrifying, as if the whole world was shaking and trembling. Many soldiers of the Guifang tribe with great strength even threw the huge rock directly above the city wall.

Wu Jin and Lin Zhenpei led a group of soldiers of good strength to run back and forth along the city wall, smashing the huge rocks that occasionally fly up the city wall one by one, scattering them on the city wall like a scattered flower of the heavenly girl.

With a loud bang, the Guifang tribe's attack continued. It seemed terrible, but the city wall of Chentang Pass was extraordinary, like casting of fine iron. No matter how many attacks were, it would be completely damaged, and there would be no damage to even a few damaged marks.

After staring at him for a long time, Bai Jian shook his head and said, "This group of idiots, Chentang Pass is a city protected by immortal magic. Even mammoths cannot be hit. How can these stones be smashed?"

There was no lack of ridicule in his words, but Yang Fanhai's heart was shocked. Although there were only a few fights, he already felt that the Guifang tribe was not a fool. On the contrary, they were relatively smart. They were not barbarians who only knew how to vent their brute force.

The impact of the mammoth before was obviously greater than the lethality of the huge rock throwing at this time, but such an attack was useless. How could the Guifang tribe waste his energy to bombard the huge rock?

In amazement, he lowered his head and looked carefully. After the huge rocks broke, they turned into a pool of gravel and fell under the city wall, spreading into a pile.

After staring for a long time, Yang Fanhai suddenly thought of something and screamed that it was not good. Seeing the attack of the Guifang tribe was messy, but at this time, he found that the opponent's huge rock attack was not disorderly, but aimed at several points on the city wall.

Although there are many stones thrown, there are only five places where the city walls are piled up, and the rest seem to be just a cover.

There are more and more gravel in those five places, and it has accumulated a total of four or five meters, like a high platform. It is obvious that the intention of the Guifang tribe is not to use stones to destroy the city wall, but to use these stones to build a high platform.

The bounce force of the Guifang tribe is about seven or eight meters, while the city wall of Chentang Pass is about thirteen or fourteen meters high, because it had to use force before it could rush up.

Nowadays, as long as the height of these stones is built by more than seven meters, soldiers of the Guifang tribe can easily jump onto the city wall with the help of their height. At that time, the city wall is not only useless to oneself, but also because of the narrow terrain, it will also help the Guifang tribe with stronger personal combat power.

Seeing the pile of gravels getting higher and higher, Yang Fanhai hurriedly shouted: "Be careful, Bai Jian, they are going to attack the city."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped down from the city wall with a black spear. In any case, he must not watch the other party continue, and he must destroy it.

He dared not use the mountain movement power easily, but his attack power was still terrifying with the immortal combat power. The black spear condensed black light, and while running, he had a bellhead shot directly on a pile of stones.

Without deliberately concentrating strength, all the power burst out directly, and the stone platform, which was like a hillside, was immediately bombarded with rocks.

After one shot, another shot and two beheadings were shot, which seriously deformed the accumulated stone platform, and even a hole appeared in the middle, shaking.

Wave the black spear and use the colorful gun technique of falling sounds to drive the wind to whistle and blow away the flying gravel directly.

After a while, the stone platform was only two meters high and it was difficult to use.

This method is effective, Yang Fanhai was overjoyed and gave up here immediately. He dragged his black spear and rushed towards another stone platform.

A huge rock flew over, covering the clouds and the sun, with a terrible force, but it was directly shattered by Yang Fanhai with a random shot. After stabbing the extremely fast rocks, he found that no stones were flying in, but heard a shout, and the Guifang tribe launched an attack.

Yu Guangsai just found that the other stone platforms were already seven or eight meters high, which was enough for the soldiers of the Guifang tribe to use.

I dared not hesitate too much, condensed my true energy, and stabbed the nearby stone platform with one bellhead, and made the same mistake. The earth was shaking, the rocks flew, and the sound of the falling sound was used to drive the strong wind to blow the stones away, rushing towards the army of the Guifang tribe like a rain of locusts, and listening to the thunder.

By the time the soldiers of the Guifang tribe rushed to the vicinity, the second stone platform had been destroyed by Yang Fanhai, but it was only more than two meters high, and it was useless.

Without fighting, Yang Fanhai rushed to the third stone platform like a shadow, crossing the city wall. The spear swung, convolving the strong wind and waves, and stabbed directly with a beheading spear.

Just as he was about to attack again, he suddenly heard a whirring sound, and a breath locked him.
Chapter completed!