Chapter 519: One Dead and One Injured

On the battlefield, swords flash and swords flash, and strong energy runs rampant. Every collision of weapons is accompanied by a deafening metal symphony, and every neighing of a war horse seems to tell of the hero's bloodiness.

Pei Xingyan's horse lance was like a dragon soaring into the sky, and every strike carried the power to break the enemy's formation and go straight to the enemy's vital points; Li Jinlong's bronze hammer was like rolling thunder, and every swing seemed to shake the heaven and earth, making the enemy general terrified.

At this time, Pei Xingyan led the Jiuxiao Army that rushed out with them behind him, and personally led the army to charge. The iron armor gleamed brightly in the sun, and the lance in his hand drew deadly arcs on the battlefield.

He let out bursts of war cries, as loud as thunder, which boosted the morale of the Jiuxiao Army even more.

Every time the lance in his hand was swung, it seemed to be accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, tearing the enemy's defense line into pieces.

Under his fierce attack, the gun-wielding general on the opposite side gradually looked a little embarrassed, and the yellow-brown energy began to dim.

Li Jinlong was like a tiger descending from the mountain, wielding a pair of eight-sided copper hammers. Every swing seemed to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

The heavy bronze hammers danced on the battlefield like two golden lightning bolts, smashing the enemy's defense line to pieces.

Under his fierce attack, the axe-wielding general's axe skills gradually became disordered, and the yellow-brown energy also began to look shaky.

Every time Li Jinlong's copper hammer struck down, one could seem to hear the sound of the air being torn apart, which frightened the soldiers of the vassal kings' coalition forces nearby.

Although the sword-wielding general was extremely brave, he gradually began to find it difficult as Pei Xingyan and Li Jinlong were distracted and attacking him from both sides.

Although the crescent-shaped blade in his hand was still unstoppable, it began to seem a little sluggish under the attack of the two energies.

The purple energy on his body began to look dim as the silver and golden energy intertwined.

Every time he swung his sword, he had to exert greater strength to withstand the fierce attacks from Pei Xingyan and Li Jinlong.

On the battlefield, the fierce battle between the five powerful generals was like six bright stars, shining the most dazzling light between Jiuxiao and the coalition forces of the vassal kings.

Pei Xingjian stood on the battlefield, like a calm chess player, his eyes always observing every subtle change on the battlefield.

However, it would still float towards Pei Xingyan and the other four people in the center from time to time. The outcome of this battle between the five of them would have a great impact on the direction of the entire battle.

Although Pei Xingjian was confident that he could stabilize the Jiuxiao Army on the front line after the defeat of Pei Xingyan and Li Jinlong.

However, the advantages that were hard-won before will definitely be greatly weakened.

However, it was obvious that the three generals on the opposite side, the third and the second, were still unable to defeat Pei Xingyan and Li Jinlong, who were also generals.

There is even a slight tendency to be at a disadvantage.

Judging from this, these three people are at most at the level of initial-level divine generals.

At this time, Pei Xingyan was wearing iron armor, shining brightly in the sun, and the lance in his hand "broke the formation". The tip of the lance was sharp, and it brought up gusts of sharp wind as he waved it.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he swung his lance. The silver-white energy was like ice covering the sky, and it went straight to the general with the spear.

The spear-wielding general was no ordinary man either. His yellow-brown aura was surging, and his spear was like a dragon, piercing Pei Xingyan's heart. He shouted, "Well done!"

The two energies collided, like ice meeting fire, making a hissing sound, and the sky above the battlefield seemed to freeze.

Pei Xingyan's body was shaken, and he felt the power of the opponent's aura, but he did not flinch. Instead, he became more determined to fight, and shouted, "Break!"

"Ding! Pei Xingyan's skills

Feng Xiao: The horse spear is as fast as the wind, and the blade whistles to the sky. This is a unique skill of Pei Xingyan, a famous general in the late Sui Dynasty and early Tang Dynasty.

Effect 5: After this skill is activated, Pei Xingyan's force instantly increases by 2. Effect 5: When fighting an enemy, he can use the power of his horse lance to suppress the opponent's force by ~ points, causing his offensive to falter.

Effect three: If one attack fails to defeat the enemy, Pei Xingyan will become more determined to fight, and his own martial arts will be increased by +3 in the next round.

Effect 1: The sound of the whistling sword can also intimidate the enemy and reduce the strength of surrounding enemy forces by point.

Pei Xingyan's skill Feng Xiao has activated its effect once, giving him +5 force. His skill Shen Lancer has activated its effect three times, giving him +1+1+1 force. Pei Xingyan's force value has risen to 120!"

The horse lance was swung again, and the silver-white energy was like a flash of lightning, instantly tearing through the opponent's yellow-brown energy and going straight to the chest of the spear-wielding general.

The general with the gun paused, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

He had never expected that Pei Xingyan's internal energy was so powerful that it could tear apart his internal energy defense.

He roared angrily and tried to counterattack with his last bit of strength, but Pei Xingyan sneered and suddenly accelerated the horse lance, like a silver lightning, instantly piercing through the chest of the spear-wielding general.

The gun-wielding general paused, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally he fell to the ground powerlessly.

At the same time, Li Jinlong was unwilling to fall behind.

He saw that the axe-wielding general was vulnerable due to Pei Xingyan's fierce attack, and immediately shouted: "Attack!"

The eight-sided bronze hammer, carrying golden energy and lightning and thunder, smashed heavily at the axe-wielding general.

Wherever the copper hammer passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making bursts of explosive sounds.

The axe skills of the axe master were originally scattered, and the yellow-brown energy was also shaking.

Feeling the might of Li Jinlong's copper hammer, he was shocked and shouted: "Not good!"

However, it was too late and he was ultimately unable to dodge the attack.

With a loud bang, he was hit by Li Jinlong's copper hammer and spat out a mouthful of blood, obviously he was seriously injured.

On the battlefield, the morale of the Jiuxiao Army was inspired by the bravery of Pei Xingyan and Li Jinlong, and the sound of war roars was like thunder, shaking the earth.

Although the sword-wielding general was extremely brave, he gradually felt the strain as Pei Xingyan and Li Jinlong were distracted and attacking him from both sides.

The crescent-shaped blade in his hand was unstoppable, but under the attack of the two energies, it began to seem a little sluggish.

At this time, Pei Xingyan and Li Jinlong were like gods of war descending to earth, invincible.

The two of them cooperated with each other in a perfect understanding. Within a short period of time, one of the three generals of the vassal kings' coalition was killed and one was injured.

At this time, the two of them turned their eyes to the last knife-wielding warrior.

The sword-wielding warrior felt the gazes of the two men and was startled, but he was not a coward, so he shouted, "Come and fight!"

Pei Xingyan and Li Jinlong looked at each other and swung their weapons at the same time. The silver-white energy and the golden energy intertwined together to form a net of death, which pounced on the knife-wielding general.

The sword-wielding warrior paused, feeling the powerful aura of the two men, which only aroused his fighting spirit even more. He shouted, "Fight!"

He swung the crescent-shaped sword in his hand, and purple energy surged out, colliding with the energy of the two others.

(End of this chapter)