Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 557: Heaven and Earth

At this time, Lin Feng was putting the big fish he had peeled and washed into the pot and wiping his hands with his clothes.

He raised his hand and a guard standing on the side immediately held a steel knife in front of him.

"I haven't used a knife in a long time. I wonder if my body has rusted."

Lin Feng took the steel knife, made a few cuts in his hand, and looked up at the skinny man.

The fat white man in the water was holding a fist-sized iron hammer with spikes on it and an iron chain hanging on the handle.

He spat out the reed from his mouth.

"Aren't there still quite a few people here?"

The skinny man shook his head and said, "It's already good enough. You still want me to be alone."

The two of them looked very relaxed, as if they were meeting a friend.

Pei Qiyin casually took out her instrument, put it to her mouth, stared at the two of them, and slowly backed away.

Lin Feng waved to a guard.

The guard immediately took out something from his waist, lit it and threw it into the sky.

There was a loud explosion in the air, shaking all directions.

The skinny man sneered: "Hey, it's too late. I kill people very quickly."

Before he finished speaking, his lean body jumped out of the water and pounced on Lin Feng in a flash.

Lin Feng stepped back quickly, holding the steel knife in front of him.

The seven or eight guards around raised their crossbows and shot at the thin man.

Unexpectedly, the thin man was extremely flexible. He swung his lean body in the air and avoided the crossbow arrow.

Just from this one move, we can see that the skinny guy is very skilled.

The fat white man also strode forward. Although he was fat, he was very flexible and his speed was not much slower than the thin man.

"Don't forget to announce my name when you arrive in the underworld."

The fat man shouted loudly and brushed away several crossbow arrows shot in front of him.

Those who cannot block the crossbow arrows will let them pierce their bodies, but they will not be able to penetrate their bodies.

"The Sky Rope and the Earth Hook come to take souls and lives."

The thin man did not forget to continue the conversation while in mid-air.

As he spoke, the thin man's short knife collided with Lin Feng's steel knife, creating a burst of sparks.

Lin Feng only felt his wrist sink, and knew that this thin man had some strength.

After blocking with a knife, he unfolded his wind-splitting knife and stopped retreating.

A thrilling sound of music also rose in my ears.

Knowing it was Pei Qiyin, she also started her unique attack method.

Before the fat man could reach Lin Feng, he heard the music and his fat body trembled.

"Huh? Seven Sounds of Shock!"

The thin man also heard the music, paused for a moment, and was about to speak.

However, Lin Feng's sword technique was as fast as the wind, and there was no time for him to be distracted in such a battle.

A knife came down and the thin man couldn't avoid it, so he had to retreat.

With a muffled groan, he couldn't lift his right arm.

Fortunately, he was tough and dodged quickly, so the knife that was originally aimed at his neck hit his collarbone.

It seems that the collarbone is broken and the right arm is hanging down and cannot move.

The thin man handed the dagger to his left hand, gritted his teeth and rushed towards Lin Feng again.

At this time, the fat man also rushed forward, swung the hammer in his hand, and smashed it towards Lin Feng with a sharp scream.

Lin Feng knew that the fat man was very strong, so he quickly retreated.

The fat man shouted, "Go and fuck this bitch, she's so annoying."

The thin man turned around and rushed towards Pei Qiyin quickly.

At this time, the ground began to shake, and the faint sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.

Lin Feng didn't dare to collide with the fat man's hammer, so he had to dodge with a knife, which was a bit passive.

The fat man was strong, but not as fast as Lin Feng. After only three or two moves, Lin Feng slashed him.

Lin Feng felt as if he was chopping on wet cowhide and had no effect at all.

He knew he hadn't hurt the other person, but the hammer nearly grazed his calf.

You can only dodge and slash with the knife at the same time.

Pei Qiyin's body floated up at an incredibly fast speed, avoiding the thin man's pursuit, but the music made the thin man frown and look sad.

The horse group in the distance gradually rushed over, and in the northeast direction, a group of people and horses also rushed over along the river bank.

It was Qiao Jushan who was chasing the fishing boat and he returned.

Seeing Lin Feng fighting with someone, he immediately shouted.

"Fatty, fight with me!"

The warhorse rushed past Lin Feng and the other man. Qiao Jushan had already abandoned his horse and pounced on the fat white man.

The iron rod in his hand made a dull whistling sound.

The fat white man also felt the heaviness of the iron rod and felt dissatisfied. Is there anyone in the world who is stronger than him?

He gathered all the strength of the hammer in his hand, twisted his body and swung it upwards.

There was a loud "bang" sound, which hurt everyone's eardrums and was more uncomfortable than Pei Qiyin's sound attack.

Qiao Jushan's iron rod was bounced up, and his burly body couldn't help but take a step back.

He widened his eyes and looked at the fat white man in surprise.

The fat white man stood there without moving, with the hammer in his hand hanging at his side, his feet more than an inch sunk into the sand, staring at Qiao Jushan.

"Good power, come again!"

Qiao Jushan became excited, shouted loudly, raised the iron rod and stepped forward to smash it.

The fat white man couldn't bear it anymore. His hand holding the hammer was numb and kept shaking.

Half of my arm felt numb.

Knowing that his own strength was not as great as that of this giant man who was as big as a hill, he used the hammer to bypass the iron rod and poke Qiao Jushan's chest and abdomen.

The cavalry that had already rushed to the front spread out and surrounded the people fighting.

Leading the way was Lin Qiaomei, followed by a thousand soldiers from her long-range attack battalion.

She had arrived early in a patch of weeds in front of the city, waiting for Lin Feng's attack signal.

Lin Feng had already escaped from the encirclement and was quietly watching the two groups fighting.

The fat white man was not as strong as Qiao Jushan, and was immediately at a disadvantage. After a few moves, the iron rod and the hammer collided again.

This time, the fat white man could no longer hold the hammer and it flew out of his hand.

Qiao Jushan's iron rod continued to sweep and smash desperately.

The fat white man shook his arm, and the iron chain pulled the hammer back and smashed it at Qiao Jushan from behind.

Qiao Jushan did not dodge, but twisted his body and resisted the hammer.

With a muffled groan, he swept the iron rod in his hand across.

The fat white man hit Qiao Jushan's shoulder with his hammer, and he was delighted. But after a moment of delay, Qiao Jushan's iron rod arrived.

He was unable to dodge and was hit in the hip by a stick. His fat body flew sideways and fell into the sand.

Qiao Jushan roared wildly, took a big step forward, raised the iron rod and smashed it down.

The fat white man half-supported his body and had to roll over to avoid it.

The tail of the iron rod hit his back, and his whole body suddenly went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

Although the thin man was fast, he was injured and could not catch up with Pei Qiyin's elusive movements.

There was blood in his eyes, nose, ears and mouth, and he felt dizzy from the music.

The speed of movement slowed down.

Seeing the fat white man lying on the ground unable to move, Qiao Jushan turned around and swept the thin man with his iron rod.

The thin man was already dazed. He heard the sound of the weapon beside him, but he was unable to dodge. He held the short knife horizontally in front of him.

Qiao Jushan's iron root hit a ball of rags like a ball, sweeping the thin man away.

While the thin man was still in the air, Lin Qiaomei waved her hand.

"shoot!"

Countless soldiers raised their bows and crossbows, and with the chaotic noise of the mechanisms, countless crossbow arrows shot out.