Hong Huang: We Wu Clan are so tough!

Kill the sun and the moon without light, and yellow smoke covers the city.

At that time, the soul will be locked up, and people will be captured.

This is normal.

But never expected.

In the end there will be such a result.

Huang Tianhua knocked Yu Hua unconscious with thousands of stones.

Yu Hua was knocked unconscious.

I was knocked out.

fainted.

Huang Feihu twitched the corner of his mouth.

"These non-weapon treasures do have such a weakness."

"My son was careful and seized this opportunity."

The generals looked at each other in blank dismay.

Then Qi Qi nodded.

"Yes, yes, the young commander is amazing."

Marshal, are you sure that the young marshal came up with his thoughts carefully?

All non-weapon treasures are sacrificed before launching an attack.

All need a time.

This time varies depending on the baby's grade and the user's realm.

But even if it is used by a saint, it cannot completely erase this time.

Yu Hua used the killing soul banner to launch an attack from the ceremony to the attack.

Just need a breath time.

At this time, he cannot be disturbed.

Once disturbed, this time will be extended.

If the interference is too serious, it will even backfire.

Huang Tianhua seized this moment.

Thousands of stones smashed past like a storm.

This resulted in such a result.

But even Wu Chengjun, no one believed Huang Feihu's words "careful mind."

No one knows about Wu Chengjun.

The young marshal has high martial arts skills, outstanding talent, and a bold personality.

But when it comes to being careful.

Marshal, do you want to ask the young marshal?

Do you believe it yourself?

But after a brief look at each other.

Wu Chengjun's soldiers cheered in unison.

Whatever it is.

The young marshal won.

"The young commander is mighty, the young commander is mighty!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison.

The sound shook the city gate.

The defenders on the top of the city all turned pale in shock.

Everyone is fighting against each other.

Han Rong's face was livid, and he slammed his fists against the wall heavily.

"It's not that the brothers are incompetent, it's that the Huang family boy is too cunning."

All are decent people.

How can you stone it?

How can you be so vulgar?

Chapter 277 Immortal Elder Hurry Up and Take Your Magic Ability

Han Rong looked at Wu Chengjun who was cheering under the city, his face became more and more ugly.

"Your brother is arrested, what will I use to resist?"

Han Rong is not a general who is good at fighting for a year.

He looks left and right.

However, every general who used to brag about going to the sky now wants to bury his head in his crotch.

Wu Chengjun is the strongest army in Chengtang.

Huang Feihu is Chengtang's first general.

Huang Tianhua is also one of the best fighters.

Originally, there was more than enough, but Sishui Pass could still be fought.

But now that Yu Hua is gone, the remaining generals have completely lost their courage.

A group of people bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, daring not to speak a word.

Han Rong sighed and waved his hand.

"Hang up the free card."

All the subordinates around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Then rushed to hang the free card.

Han Rong looked at these subordinates and was furious.

But there is no way.

He gritted his teeth and walked down the wall, but he didn't know what to do.

If Huang Feihu is not allowed to pass through, then Wu Cheng's army will enter the city and no one will mention it.

He, the guard, must have only a dead end.

But if Huang Feihu is let go.

Then he is dead.

King Zhou would never let him go.

This is the dilemma.

Either way, it's a dead word.

Think about it.

Han Rong gritted his teeth.

A stomp.

decided to run.

Let's not talk about where we ran, let's talk about it first.

In the original number of fate.

When Han Rong faced the 60 troops sent by the Western Zhou Dynasty to attack Chaoge.

Also intends to run.

At that time, it was his pair of successful sons who blocked him.

But at this moment.

Han Rong's two sons were just born.

Naturally, he couldn't help his father.

Han Rong made up his mind and went to his mansion.

Ready to pack up and leave.

But he hasn't left the gate of his house yet.

A Thutuo walked up to me.

With a sword on his back and weird clothes, his description is wild.

Even if he was dressed in Toutuo, it didn't give him any softness.

When Han Rong saw this Toutuo, he was startled.

It was like seeing a beast coming towards him.

"The poor will see General Han."

"The general wants to abandon the pass and escape?"

Han Rong was startled.

But still suppressed the shock in my heart.

"Who are you?"

Toutuo smiled slightly.

"Poverty Dao calls Fajie, and I'm here to help General Han guard the pass."

Han Rong raised his eyebrows.

"Why should Ben believe you?"

Fa Jie spoke indifferently.

"General Han, you can't stop Huang Feihu. If you don't have the help of the poor, you will only die."

"So General Han, if you don't want to die, you can only trust the poor."

Han Rong frowned into a knot.

"It's ridiculous. I'm going to die? It's really shameless."

Fajie didn't care either.

Just take out a pinwheel at random.

"It's normal for the general not to believe in poverty."

"But Pindao can prove himself."

Han Rong took a closer look at the paper pinwheel.

There is a turntable in the middle of the windmill, and there are four streamers on the turntable.

There are talismans and seals on the streamers.

There are four characters of earth, water, fire and wind.

Fa Jie smiled confidently.

"This is the Ten Thousand Blade Chariot. With this treasure, Huang Feihu will definitely not be able to pass the test."

Han Rong laughed out loud.

"You Toutuo are so ridiculous."