The pavilion on the hilltop crashed directly towards the mountain ravine beside it, collapsing with a loud noise.
General Xue felt a crack open up on his shoulder.
Yuwen Lie said: "White Tiger Sect, the Divine Shooter is unparalleled, so it turns out Duke Xue is here in person."
General Xue laughed heartily: "Hahaha, how did you recognize me with just one glance?"
"Am I that famous in later generations?"
"How embarrassing this is!"
Yuwen Lie said: "Among the three basic tactical models that every general in the world must cultivate, Duke Xue is included, how could you not be famous?"His heavy spear slowly pressed down, and within General Xue's body, Zhang Ziyong's arm's vitality was gradually insufficient.
The mystical weapon in his hand showed cracks, almost about to be severed.
But at this moment, a rider suddenly rushed in from the side, wielding a long spear and shouting:
"Come fight!!!"
