Zhao Yun's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the gun was moving forward. Even if there was a mountain in front, it might be penetrated by a shot. Novel.

The bloody smell of killing and fighting was soaring to the nose, almost affecting one's own mind.

"This is Zhang Yide's Huanhou gun."

This thought flashed through Zhao Yun's mind, and the golden light that pierced his throat suddenly shaking, shaking out a basin-sized aperture, just blocking his silver gun and slashing it.

The golden spear is like a dragon. It passes through the defense line in a strange and lively posture and falls lightly onto its shoulders.

It is as light as a feather, as heavy as Mount Tai.

His throat was as cold as ice, his shoulders sank, and he pressed down with great force, and Zhao Yun almost rushed to the ground with his men and horses.

Fortunately, the gun shot only stopped on his shoulder for a moment and then with a whoosh.

Xiao Nan smiled and said, "General Zhao, I'll give in."

I can clearly understand these three moves, even some soldiers watching the battle from afar can understand it.

First, the Pear Blossom spear was broken with the landslide of the Overlord Spear, and then the head was stabbed with the tiger pounce of the Huan Hou spear.

When Zhao Yun used all his strength to resist, the tiger turned into a dragon and passed by.

If it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates, the last shot would have been where General Zhao's throat was.

"It's just two horses intersect for one round."

The more powerful the masters of the martial arts world on the mountain are, the more they can feel the subtlety of the battle just now.

Ye Wentian immediately sighed: "With fierceness and tricks, lightness and heavyness, like a mountain falling down, unstoppable. It is indeed a person who can enter and exit the Jin army formation. Just this extremely strong and fierce gun technique is hard to meet in the world."

"Will it be too much?" Shangguan Ying was getting stronger and stronger, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

If the Zhongnan Divine Sword is slightly better than himself, he would admit it.

However, if the general who rushed to the formation could beat him, he would not believe it if he was beaten to death.

Perhaps he is not as good as the opponent in battle, but if he is facing life and death, he thinks that he is a little better than the opponent's light skills of climbing up the hills and breaking mountains and rocks.

"Continue reading, I just said that Liang Xing's head of the family was also starting to be happy to see Lie." Ye Wentian didn't want to argue with the old man beside him at all.

People say that old children and old children are over 60 years old, but they are still as fierce as fire and like to fight for everything.

If you argue with him, you will definitely win or lose.

After a few words, Zhao Yun had already pulled away with a sad expression.

He looked a little lonely...

Suli usually asks himself that he is a member of the most powerful general, and he is not afraid of meeting the most powerful general of the Jin people.

Especially the ancestral rain pear gun that is proud of.

He felt that if a fair fight was considered to be someone who could beat him, it would be impossible to have less than a hundred moves.

"I'm humiliating my ancestors, it's too ugly to lose."

He felt a little sad, but he did not lose his manners. He sat on the horse and bowed with a more serious expression than before, obviously with a little more respect.

Just as I was about to say a few words and find a way to go, I heard a loud shout behind me.

"General Yang is good at shooting skills and also takes Liang's sword."

The shouting sound was like thunder, the horse stepped on the meteor, and a sword was about a foot of light, leaving marks on the sky.

"Amazing knife."

From the momentum to the time of the knife, this sword cut the sky with thunder and long transparent ripples were cut out.

It gives people the feeling that it has witnessed the rise and fall of the ages and has historical vicissitudes.

Under the shadow of the knife, Liang Xing's face turned bloody, his hair stood like a needle, his bones all over his body burst out, and his tendons were like bees.

A man and a sword are combined, and a sword and a horse are the same.

The power is incomparable.

"A good Spring and Autumn sword technique is as straight as Master Guan Er's rebirth." Old Master Shangguan Ying clapped his hands and laughed.

Xiao Nan's casual eyes suddenly became sharp, and he took a long breath, his blood boiled, and his mood also became excited.

"This kind of explosive attack is indeed unique."

He had a thought in his mind, but the golden spear in his hand bounced into the air without hesitation. With the golden light, thousands of petals fell.

As the gun flashed, he and his men and horse turned into a golden silk screen light curtain.

The stunning sword fell on the light curtain like a mosquito falling on the drizzle tent.

Can't make progress.

The sword rushes forward, its power is infinite, the gun is circling, and the pear blossoms are like rain.

"Okay." Seeing the heat of eyes, Zhao Yun cheered loudly.

Only he understands the most that this set of pear blossom gun is so beautiful that it is extremely cold and gorgeous.

"The next step should be to use force to rebound and the gun turned into a stream of light."

He thought so, but before his eyes, he saw the snow and plum blossoms blooming.

There is no trace of light, nor does it look feminine and profound.

The gun flower burst into the range and turned into a sea of ​​flowers.

He couldn't even see where the other party's gun blade had reached, but he felt that his eyes were confused and his mind was blurred.

Before he could see clearly, thousands of spear flowers slowly dissipated in the air, and there was still a shadow at the corner of his eyes. He saw a golden spear like a hoe in the hand of a farmer and a seal in the hand of a king, which naturally broke the light of the spring and autumn sword of the years...

He shot Liang Xing's breastplate and stopped after a moment of stopping.

"Is this last shot Guo Ziyi's Fenyang gun technique?"

Liang Xing looked down at the white marks on his breastplate with a pause, feeling lost.

I just felt that the shot just now seemed to be like the sun rising and the moon setting, and it seemed to be three points stronger than the legendary Guo Linggong back then.

"It should be that the pear blossom gun and plum blossom in front were accumulating momentum and finally turned into the Fenyang gun. The extremely clever move turned into extremely powerful force, the hardness and softness are united, and the lightness and weight are as good as you want, right?"

I heard the truth in the morning and died in the evening. As a general, I saw the exquisite kung fu beyond my own knowledge. It was like I had been hungry for three months, and suddenly I felt itchy as if I had seen big fish and meat.

If he didn't ask in person, he couldn't even sleep.

Thinking of this, I was not very sad when I lost to the opponent's gun in one move and three moves.

Xiao Nan looked at the excitement like a child in Liang Xing's eyes, and felt happy.

I knew that neither of the other party had any thoughts of being jealous of the virtuous and capable.

This is a real military general, with a broad mind and a comfortable dealing with him.

Although his goal is to impress his opponent, he cannot let the opponent hold a grudge.

Seeing that the result was good, he was happy, so he stopped holding it and said, "My Yang family's marksmanship is also inherited from his predecessor Yu Ze. It is not very powerful, but he is only skilled. However, General Liang and General Zhao have extraordinary martial arts, and Yang admires it very much."

"Haha, you have won too much prizes. Let's not praise each other. Anyway, I understand. General Yang, you can kill Jin Wushu's 100,000 troops back and forth. We can't beat you even if we tied them together. Come on, although you can't drink alcohol in the military camp, it doesn't matter if your guests come to visit and occasionally make an exception."

"Yes, with General Yang's qi, blood and courage, there should be no problem with a few drinks." Zhao Yun also urged him to come forward and warmly invite him.

At this time, I don’t say anything about not getting drunk or returning, and I can still treat you to drink.

So, it is better to fight a game than to say a thousand words.

Those who believe in the strong in the army will naturally receive respect from everyone as long as they show their martial arts skills that others can't match. They are completely from their true hearts.

"The two generals are so enthusiastic that Yang should not refuse, but this is because Brother Hongwen introduced the heroes on his behalf, and at the same time he also wanted to make friends with heroes from the North. Why not drink alcohol for a while?"

"It's good that this is the suggestion of the military advisor, go with you. They all live on the mountain, saying that the military camp is very strict and uneasy."

Liang Xing and Zhao Yun had no idea of ​​mind. At that moment, the few people dismounted and walked side by side, heading up the short stone mountain.

This is to show closeness.

It does have some meanings to visit friends in groups.

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