Su Ziyu was riding a horse for the first time, but not for the first time using a halberd.

In Hongtong's inner house, there are many weapons, he has been back and forth many times in the Hong's martial arts hall, and he has also asked for advice on the use of some weapons, including the halberd method, but the Zhang Bafang Tian painting halberd, even if there is no martial arts hall, it is really a loss that the club spares no expense to collect and create these murder weapons, even if there is no front, it also makes him happy to see the hunt and take a fancy at a glance.

Boxing weapons, in ancient times are all murderous tricks, the generals have a lot of involvement, the same reason, but can be used well, such as the Hongquan line, there are many routines including sticks, double knives, Qinglong knives, not to mention the Gorou gossip stick itself is a battlefield marksmanship modification.

The weight and length of this Fang Tian Painting Halberd, combined with his method of spirit explosion, is just right to sprint on horseback, a rush back and forth, Su Ziyu still feels a little unpleasant, but unfortunately it is not really on the battlefield after all, and there is no way to use it all.

All this happened too fast, the war horse sprinted, but in an instant, the victory and defeat were divided, and Tian Yuanqiao was swept off the horse. When Su Ziyu turned around, the two bodyguards in black had time to gallop into the field, their footsteps flashed a few meters, moving like a rabbit, and the speed was amazing, obviously they were all practitioners.

"Mr. Tian!"

One of them lifted Tian Yuanqiao, who had fallen to the ground, and saw that he was already looking aggrieved, his face was pale, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Boy bold!"

Another bodyguard rushed in, like a wolf and a tiger, with a fierce face, and rushed straight to Su Ziyu, who was slowing down his mount, and obviously his first reaction was to avenge his master.

However, before he could get closer, he saw Su Ziyu riding on the back of a jujube red horse suddenly pulling Fang Tian's halberd, holding it obliquely on his side with one hand, faintly ready to go, and staring straight at him!

Momentum is something that seems to be invisible or tangible, but it is real.

Su Ziyu had just finished a round of killing, first sweeping Tian Yuanqiao, and then leveling the fake horse formation, it was when the momentum was rising, this posture was swinging, even if it was just stopped in place, there was a fierce murderous aura coming from the mountains and seas, making people dare not approach at all.

People who practice martial arts have always been vigorous and decisive, but when the boxing technique reaches the depths, the induction of the invisible qi is also extremely subtle.

The bodyguard who rushed forward saw Su Ziyu standing in front of him with a halberd, and his mind involuntarily flashed the scene of rushing and killing like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, as if he felt that he was going to be killed on the spot in the next moment, and most of his courage had been leaked unconsciously, and he was actually seen by a look that his body was stagnant, staying in place, not daring to step forward, his face was red and white, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Chen Hu, come back!"

Tian Yuanqiao, who was behind him, shook off the bodyguard who was holding him, scolded, and finally gave him a step down, glared at Su Ziyu fiercely and turned back, but only he knew how fierce and happy he was in his heart.

After all, the two sides are just competing, and in full view of everyone, it is impossible for Su Ziyu to really be a killer, plus Tian Yuanqiao's kung fu is good, his body is strong, his foundation is solid enough, and he has the protection of Mingguang armor, he just looked powerful when he was swept away and fell off the horse just now, but in fact, the injury was not serious.

However, in a short moment, it was enough for Tian Yuanqiao to know the gap between himself and Su Ziyu, Fang Tian had also tried the halberd, the fierce soldiers who were powerful and heavy were much more cumbersome to use, and they could be danced like lightning, and the power in this was really terrifying.

This man is invincible!

Tian Yuanqiao knew that even if he added two bodyguards, he couldn't help Su Ziyu now, so he just stood far away and sneered: "Su Ziyu, you are good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, this equestrian champion and wealthy nobleman casually untied the deformed Mingguang armor, and even ignored Huang Feidian, who loved horse claws, and left directly with his bodyguards.

Such a method of action can be called decisive.

Su Ziyu stared at the back of the other party leaving, and after a while, he also turned around and dismounted, leading the jujube red horse slowly to the sidelines.

Zheng Guoxing and Shu Ning, who were standing outside the fence, were overjoyed to greet them, only to realize that this well-bred horse was already sweating profusely, panting between his mouth and nose, snorting and restless, and it was clear that he had lost his strength!

It was fine a moment ago, but there was only a charge before and after, and he actually ran this big horse like this, which shows the fury of Su Ziyu's heavy halberd rush.

Without the support of the horse farm manager, several horsemen had already run over happily to take the jujube red horse from Su Ziyu's hand, as for the Fang Tian painting halberd, it would take two or three people to carry it, and they also grinned, which made the people who saw it even more shocked Su Ziyu's horror, how could there be such a terrifying power in the human body, and it could dance this murder weapon like the wind.

These people in the racecourse now looked at Su Ziyu like they were looking at the gods, full of respect and fear, although they didn't know his identity very well, but the halberd charge just now had completely conquered them.

This kind of momentum and ability is also a fierce general in ancient times.

Su Ziyu stretched out his palm and gently stroked the sweaty neck of the jujube red horse, comforting this "comrade-in-arms", feeling a little regretful in his heart, it was still a little worse.

It is no wonder that the ancient times paid attention to fierce generals and famous horses.

The so-called Lu Bu among people, red rabbit among horses.

As the first fierce general of the Three Kingdoms, Lu Wenhou has a heavy helmet and a heavy halberd, and how powerful he charges, ordinary horses can't bear it at all, and only a first-class horse like Chitu, who has been famous for thousands of years, can be worthy of a first-class and first-class fierce general like Lu Bu.

Su Ziyu rushed to kill just now, except for Tian Yuanqiao, who swept away directly, the others were fake horses and dummies who were fluttering and did not know how to resist, and the power of the impact had not yet been fully exerted, and they had already tired the jujube red horse 137 like this, and if they were replaced by other horses in the stable, it would only be even more unbearable.

"It's a good horse. Su Ziyu patted the horse's back and praised it.

The red horse seemed to understand his compliment, and responded neighingly, and followed the horse trainer back.

"Only a big hero like Mr. Su can choose a good horse, admire and admire!"

The manager of the horse farm was about to smile on his face, if it wasn't for Su Ziyu who chose the jujube red horse, they probably wouldn't have known that this inconspicuous horse had this potential.

Although the horse war just now ended in the blink of an eye, the audience didn't know how many people saw this scene, the value of the jujube red horse was obviously about to skyrocket, and it was estimated that the shareholders of the club would wake up with a smile when they dreamed, and his share of credit was naturally indispensable.

"Do you like this horse, how about buying it?"

Shu Ning stood next to him and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Su Ziyu's earth-shattering move undoubtedly made her raise her eyebrows a lot, which was an unexpected surprise, even if the value of this horse skyrocketed, she would be willing to give up the money.

"No, it's useless to follow me, so let's let it show its skills in the arena. Su Ziyu smiled dumbly, shook his head and refused.

If it weren't for Tian Yuanqiao's step-by-step approach, he wouldn't have participated in any horse battles, after all, the times are different, and I'm afraid it's hard to have such an opportunity again.

"I think this Tian Yuanqiao is decisive, not an easy person to deal with, you have to be more careful in the future. ”

He suddenly remembered the previous scene, so he reminded.

"Tian Yuanqiao is arrogant and ruthless, and I was mentally prepared before I came. It's you, who have been affected by me. ”

Shu Ning said with a little apology, this accident is equivalent to indirectly pulling Su Ziyu into right and wrong, which is really not what she wants.

"Don't worry. Su Ziyu's face was as usual, and he spit out four words.

In his opinion, open guns and hidden arrows, right and wrong, grievances and grievances, are just materials for refining the heart, so why be afraid?

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