Three miles away from the barracks, there is a low stone mountain, the mountain is like a crouching tiger, reclining on the edge of the big river, as if it is sleeping.

The forest on the mountain is sparse, the terrain is flat, and the scattered camp tents are spread from the platform on the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

It can be seen that these people did not camp according to the military order, perhaps because the artists were bold, or they yearned for freedom and did not want to be detained.

On the side of the rocky mountain, the top of the blue-gray flat cliff is surrounded by a large circle of men and women of different shapes......

Some people drink, some eat meat, some laugh loudly, and some people dance with swords and swords.

It contrasts with the rigorous camp not far from the foot of the mountain.

Surrounded by these men and women is a stone flat, on which I don't know what is used to draw deep ravines, which looks like a chessboard.

Row by row, there are some cyan and white boulders.

A white-haired, gray-haired old man with a wide nose and a wide mouth looked up and laughed: "Master Jingyuan, your flower fingers and ring-breaking knives are indeed exquisite, and your luck is silent. But when it comes to long skills, fierce and fierce, it is better to be old. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his muscle-knotted arm like a tree root, and did not lean over, but patted it at will.

A few feet away, there was a two-person stone, which flew in response to the palm and landed lightly on the stone floor.

The shot was fierce, the fall was soft, and the wind broke through the air, and it was so strong that even the dust on the ground did not stir up the slightest bit.

It turned out to be a simple splitting palm to play chess......

Using boulders as chess and mountain cliffs as chessboards, the spirit is not ordinary.

Obviously playing chess, looking at the envious and admiring looks on the faces of the people around them, these two people are afraid that they are bored and competing in martial arts.

"What an iron-clad town of Sanjiang, Shangguan donor, you have one hundred and ninety-eight hands in a row, and you still have spare strength, which is admirable, but it is a pity that the old man in this game is better than you by one and a half. ”

An old man with white eyebrows wearing a gray hat, the sleeves of his robe were lightly flicked, and a little ripple spread out from his fingers.

I couldn't see where his finger was pointing, but in the distance on the ground, a stone of the same size flew up and landed on the stone floor......

This time, it was splashed with some dust, and there was a loud sound on the ground.

He won and he lost.

In terms of strength, it is naturally Shangguan Ying of Sanjiang in Tiezhang Town who has the upper hand.

But when it comes to brain competition, the old monk wins.

Seeing this scene, a middle-aged Taoist priest in green clothes and a high crown standing on the edge of the cliff with his back hand chuckled lightly and made a sword with his fingers.

Where the sword light fell, the boulders on the cliff were piled up in two piles on both sides, neatly and neatly.

He opened his mouth and said with a smile: "This game is a peace, and the two skills should be between the two masters, and there is no need to fight for winning or losing." You see, someone in Yingchang broke into the camp, I wonder if Marshal Yue sent a message?"

The person who spoke had a clear face, warm and indifferent eyes, and had a sense of high morality.

Behind him was a long sword with a green sheath, and the tassel of the hilt fluttered in the wind, echoing the long whiskers of the five willows under his chin.

The most striking thing is that there is a sharp aura hidden in the peace and dilution on his body, which makes people dare not look at it for a long time.

It was the Zhongnan Divine Sword Ip Mantian.

"Brother Dao doesn't know, no one in the Yue family army will send that person to deliver the letter. A Taoist aunt in her thirties next to her waved lightly and interjected: "I know that person, it is Yang Zaixing, who was so popular a few days ago. ”

"It's him. ”

There was a commotion at the top of the mountain, and many people gathered around.

Looking at the military general holding a golden gun and riding a white horse at the bottom of the mountain, his eyes were full of heat.

Compared with the sergeants and soldiers of the army, these people in the rivers and lakes value bravery more.

They all understood how remarkable it was to kill three in and three out of the 100,000 Jin soldiers and not die.

People who practice martial arts generally have a common problem, that is, they can't help but ask for advice when they see a master.

There is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts.

If someone can really win against Yang Zaixing, wouldn't it mean that they can also achieve such an incredible record.

That's a great honor.

"Rest easy...... Yang Zaixing's reputation is together, and there are really a lot of people who are not convinced. The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi stroked his beard and smiled: "You see, General Zhao of the Zhongyi Society can't help but come forward to challenge." ”

"What's more, even General Liang Xingliang can't sit still, look, he has picked up his knife and left the camp, now there is a good show. The practice of military generals is arduous, and it is somewhat different from our cultivation methods. This time, you might as well take a closer look, hoping to have something to gain, and you can have a little more confidence in saving your life when you go to the battlefield in the future. ”

Guan Ying answered with a smile, and said no more after speaking, just opened his big eyes like copper bells and looked at them without blinking.

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Zhao Yun saluted with his fists in a distance, raised his gun and flattened his chest, and in the midst of the buzzing sound, on the horseback, a cloud of snowy light burst out, and then turned into ten thousand pear blossoms.

The war horse kicked out a yellow lightning bolt, faster and faster, and in the midst of the sharp roar, the ten thousand petals were born and extinguished, and they hit the young man in the Confucian shirt who was riding a white horse with a golden gun in his hand.

"It's a good trick to storm the pear flower gun, it's really pear blossoms better than snow, and the spring is cold to the bone. Dao Gu stroked her palms and exclaimed: "General Zhao's ancestral set of marksmanship has been practiced like fire. If he really fights, even if he doesn't wear armor and rides a horse, there are not too many of us who can beat him. ”

"Xuanyue Fairy was born in Kunlun, and her eyesight is indeed good. With this set of marksmanship, General Zhao has already touched a little bit of the edge of the Dao realm, and he doesn't know how Yang Zaixing will deal with it. Presumably he will flash this pear flower gun...... The Yang family's marksmanship is also passed down to the world with subtlety, and it depends on whose marksmanship is better. ”

Zhongnan Divine Sword Ye Wentian had an unconcealed appreciation in his words, and he told the characteristics of the martial arts of the two people under the mountain.

It's a sudden realization.

The so-called skill is close to the Tao, which is to describe other people's clever moves and reach the peak realm.

He didn't think that Zhao Yun would have the upper hand, although he was answering Kunlun Xuanyue Fairy, his real intention was actually to say it to a seven or eight-year-old boy next to him.

Mention apprentices anytime and anywhere, I have to say, he is still a good teacher.

In fact, Ip Mantian guessed wrong.

Xiao Nan was not prepared to play against Zhao Yun by chance......

This rainstorm pear flower gun, he has actually seen and learned.

In the ancient moves of the Yang family's gun, the three fierce and three coincidental six-fold plum blossom guns, there are a total of twelve marksmanship, and two of them are Zhao Zilong's pear flower guns.

Today, he can be regarded as seeing the original Zhao family's true biography.

The opponent's gun drew a semi-circular arc, which was obviously a fierce and strong rushing killing method, but it was extremely feminine......

The move is light and fast, giving birth to infinite phantoms, and the edge of the spear blade has a pinprick-like penetrating power, which is pervasive.

It makes people feel that even if they block it, they will be broken through the defense line by this sharp and snake-like gun move, and it will pierce the heart.

The man and the gun are one, and the horse is like a flying dragon, running into a long straight line.

As soon as the gun flashed, it was already in front of him.

At this time, Zhao Yun's aftermath of criticism was still echoing in his ears.

"Good Gun ......"

Xiao Nan knew very well the purpose of his visit this time, he didn't really come to visit the mountains and rivers, or visit friends to chat, but came with a mission.

The only goal is to convince the opponent.

Since he is right for the gun, let him see the true essence of his Yang family gun.

The blade of the gun was close to him, his wrist flicked, and the golden gun twisted and struggled in his hand and roared, like a strange python turning over, whining, and the wind was raging.

There is nothing subtle about this trick, it is just a simple way to raise fire to the sky.

However, the method of transporting the gun and the way of force are the overlord guns in the three-fierce and three-clever gun style.

"Boom ......"

There was a dull loud bang, and the gold and silver spears were colliding together.

Although the silver spear stabbed by Zhao Yun was fast and incoherent, it couldn't stop this windy sweep.

was swept by Xiao Nan's spear shadow, and the entire spear leaped into the sky with a buzz.

His arms were numb, and thousands of pear blossoms were scattered...... There was a pain in his fingers, and the silver spear almost flew away.

With a loud shout, he walked around the side of the horse, and the spear turned into a jade belt around his body, and the gun was returned to prevent the attack.

Zhao Yun's response was not unpleasant, and a burst of cheers broke out from far and near.

Not only was he amazed by Xiao Nan's unparalleled divine power and the bravery of the overlord gun, but he was also full of praise for Zhao Yun's exquisite spear moves to win in defeat.

As soon as the cheers rang out, they immediately stopped abruptly.

I saw that the golden spear was raised to a high place, and its momentum was not exhausted, and it immediately turned into a faint tiger shape, and the wind made a loud noise, and it swooped down with a swift momentum.

Its momentum is unstoppable.

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