Throat!

The loud sound of the landslide roared in a radius of 100 feet, and everyone's eardrums shook the scalps of the soldiers on both sides of the enemy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The spherical shock wave also exploded, shaking the ground under his feet by an inch, cutting the ground out of the trench, and knocking all the creatures within ten feet of the surrounding area to the ground.

That terrible blow was like a meteorite falling to the ground, and the huge shock attracted everyone's attention, and in an instant, the two soldiers on the battlefield seemed to have forgotten the fight, and looked at this side in unison.

The blood mist dissipated, the humming metal roar fell silent, and the battle group was like the sun in the clouds, and the two bodies were distinct.

The potter is still standing.

Sun Ce's eyes were so sudden that they were about to burst out, and his angry and distorted face suddenly swelled with a ghostly and terrifying look.

That look, that gaze, was like seeing a monster!

"Martial Saint, he actually attacked a Martial Saint move just now, what is the realm of his martial arts strength, he is simply a monster......"

In an instant, countless thoughts rolled out of Sun Ce's mind like a tide, and for a while, it actually disturbed his mind and forgot to continue to attack.

Previously, the potter used the power of a half-step martial saint to meet his attack, which had already forced Sun Ce into madness, and he did not hesitate to enter a state of rage and promoted the martial arts to a junior martial saint.

He thought that the potter would definitely not be able to bear it anymore this time.

He never expected that the pottery merchant's martial arts would also rise with the tide, and the attack power of the junior martial saint would also burst out, and he could take him over like a ghost.

At that moment, Sun Ce was really confused, he was completely confused by the pottery merchant's unfathomable martial arts.

Suddenly, he regarded the potter as a monster, a monster that could not be judged by normal people's thinking.

After a moment of confusion, the raging revenge and anger filled Sun Ce's mind in the blink of an eye.

His teeth were about to shatter, his bloody eyes were as hideous as a beast, and he roared and shouted: "Tao thief, I don't care how strong your martial arts are, I have to kill you if I fight for this life today!" ”

Before the words fell, the silver spear in Sun Ce's hand turned into a rainbow in the air, stirring layer upon layer, and the storm-like blade wind roared towards the potter.

The potter didn't have time to rejoice, so he hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief and blocked it with all his might.

Bang Bang Bang!

The loud sound of gold and iron resonating was endless, and one shock wave after another spread and exploded like a surging tide.

Under the attack of Sun Ce's stormy junior martial saint moves, within six moves, the pottery merchant was already in a dangerous situation.

There is no other reason, the key is the irregularity and lack of continuity of the critical hit talent.

Among the six moves, although under the qi effect of the Heavenly Mandate Talent, Tao Shang was lucky to explode two half-step Martial Saint critical hits and two junior Martial Saint critical hits, the former barely managed to withstand Sun Ce's bombardment, and the latter could even overshadow Sun Ce's attack.

But the worst thing is that the potter failed to trigger a critical hit in the remaining two moves.

In other words, with a supreme force value of 98 points, the pottery merchant carried Sun Ce's 106 force value with flesh and blood, and the terrifying attack power of the junior martial saint.

In just two moves, the potter's internal organs were injured in many places, and the corners of his mouth were soaked with blood, and he was almost shaken off the horse.

If the enemy is weak and strong, and the hard fight continues, the potters will have to worry about their lives

More than a dozen steps away, Yang Zaixing was arriving.

When he was far away, he saw that the pottery merchant was suppressed by Sun Ce, and he was afraid that his life was in danger, so he rushed to help the rebel army.

When he ran wildly, Yang Zaixing's worried face swelled with deep surprise.

Because, he saw with his own eyes that under the onslaught of Sun Ce's junior martial saint, although the corners of the Son of Heaven were soaked in blood, he miraculously carried Sun Ce's several moves.

You know, it's the attack of a junior martial saint, even if it's a top martial artist with 99 force points, he can't carry three moves.

And the potter, who carried six or seven moves, still stands.

"The martial arts of the Son of Heaven, when did it become so strong, incredible, it was really incredible......"

Yang Zaixing's heart swelled up with deep amazement, but he didn't dare to hesitate, slapped his horse and danced with a knife, and shouted: "Sun Ce dog thief, you are also worthy of fighting the Son of Heaven, Yang Zaixing wants your dog life!" ”

In the earth-shattering roar, Yang Zaixing came like the wind and killed the battle group.

When the potter saw Yang Zaixing killed, his heart suddenly became ecstatic, and his spirit was greatly lifted for a while.

That's Yang Zaixing, although the force value is not even as good as himself, but he has a blood madness talent, and the force value can soar to the level of a junior martial saint.

A junior martial saint, plus himself, can directly take down Sun Ce.

"The thief of the earth chicken and the dog, Guan Yu is here!"

Just when the potter was surprised, a sky-shattering roar suddenly erupted in the sky, and a tower-like figure came out of the oblique stab and intercepted Yang Zaixing.

It's Guan Yu.

At the critical moment, a Guan Yu was killed halfway!

Yang Zaixing, who had rushed to seven steps away, was immediately intercepted by Guan Yu, and the two fought fiercely, unable to save the potter.

The potter frowned, and secretly screamed in his heart, so he pondered how to retreat, and the fool entangled with Sun Ce again.

Sun Ce had already seen at this time that the pottery merchant's martial arts were not at the level of a junior martial saint, nor was he a half-step martial saint, nor was it a top-notch martial saint, it seemed to be between the three realms, fluctuating, and even the pottery merchant himself seemed to be unable to control it.

Sun Ce, who saw through the weakness of the potter, was confident for a while, and when Guan Yu intercepted Yang Zaixing, he roared angrily, and a storm-like round of attack burst out again.

When he made the move, the muscles on Sun Ce's arm were even more cracking, his chest was in sharp pain, and his heart seemed to be overloaded and could be broken at any time.

The overwhelming shadow of the gun, bombarded the potter in all directions, and the speed of the move and the fierceness of the force had reached the limit of the limit.

In a few moves, the potter failed to trigger the critical hit talent, and the potter avoided it, and on his shoulder and arm, he was instantly stabbed out of the Dao wound, and blood splattered.

Another heavy knife blasted out, and under the fierce bombardment, the potter could no longer hold on, and a stream of bloody arrows leached out of his mouth.

Almost at the same moment, his tower-like body was shaken off his horse, flying upside down like a kite with a broken string, and falling five paces away.

The potter in mid-air endured the severe pain in his body, and a carp in mid-air stiffened, barely landing on his feet.

When he landed, the remaining strength was not gone, and the potter retreated three steps in a row, barely stopping the retreat with a knife to support the place.

"Pottery thief, your time of death has finally come, and no one can save you-"

Sun Ce, who was so excited that he went crazy, finally saw the hope of revenge, slapped his horse and danced his gun, and killed the potter who fell to the ground like crazy.

Tao Shangjian's eyebrows were deep, a drop of cold sweat had soaked out of his forehead, and he clenched the war knife and wanted to meet it, but the pain in his chest was incomparable, and he couldn't die.

"Damn it......" the potter scolded secretly, and he felt a deep chill on his back.

The moment of life and death.

"Grandson Turtle, Qin Qiong is here, Hugh is crazy!"

At the critical moment, a thunderous shout sounded behind him, and a general danced with a golden gong in his hand and slaughtered towards Sun Ce.

Sun Ce has lived overseas for a long time, but he doesn't know that many strange people have emerged in the pottery merchant army, and he doesn't know Qin Qiong's reality and reality.

In his opinion, the Wei general who suddenly killed was just a local chicken and a dog, and if he dared to stop him from killing the potter, he could only block the car with his mantis arm.

"Whoever stands in my way, die-"

In the roar of the earth-shattering tiger, Sun Ce rushed wildly, and the silver spear in his hand carried the power of the raging waves and bombarded towards Qin Qiong.

Rumble!

In an instant, the gold mace and the silver spear collided together.

At that moment, the mid-air explosion made a loud noise like the sky collapsed, and even the potters were affected and had to raise their hands to block it.

The moment the golden hammer and the silver spear collided, the fierce blade qi sputtered out rapidly, and a ring of shockwaves shook the ground under the two of them, shaking out a depression and cracking countless cracks.

The impact of the two of them was so strong that the potter couldn't open his eyes because of the wind, so he thought that if he forcibly took another move, he would have to be smashed on the spot.

The dust settled, the blade wind dissipated, and Qin Qiong held his double mace high, standing majestically like a mountain, carrying Sun Ce's silver spear in mid-air.

He took Sun Ce's divine and ghost blow!

"Qin Shubao, you can be regarded as arriving in time, my door god has arrived, Sun Ce, I see how arrogant you are......" The potter secretly sighed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised a sarcastic sneer.

Sun Ce's bloody eyes suddenly burst out with endless anger.

He never expected that this strange enemy general who was killed halfway would be able to withstand his unstoppable blow.

The body is not shaky, the breath is not chaotic, and it is even very relaxed!

Surprised, Sun Ce was furious, and the silver spear in his hand danced wildly, like a gun, like a wind, and slashed towards Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong was not afraid, the "Door God" talent was launched, and the golden armor in his hand danced like the wind, turning into layers of golden iron, protecting his body and sealing all the directions of Sun Ce's attack.

Boom, boom

Sparks flew in the air, and one shock wave after another exploded, and the blade wind pressed the injured potter, who had to hold the ground with a knife to barely support it.

And Qin Qiong is like a concrete iron tower, let you wind and rain, I will stand still.

Ten tricks!

In the blink of an eye, Qin Qiong actually took over Sun Ce's ten-move junior martial saint's attack.

"The traitor surnamed Sun, with your ability, is also worthy of being called the little overlord, you are far from the overlord!" When they were fighting, Qin Qiong didn't forget to say a few words to Sun Ce.

Sun Ce had already fallen into a deep shock, and he was surprised to find that this guy named Qin Qiong was far inferior to the potter, and he was not even as good as Zhou Tai and his ilk.

However, it was such a guy, but his defensive power was unbelievably strong, and he was extremely easy to block the attack of the junior martial saint with more than ten moves on his side.

"Back then, the pottery thief who lectured on martial arts, hidden many strange people, was named by him as the name of the ancient famous general, this Qin Qiong's name has never been heard, and he has such an incredible defensive ability, can it be said that I have been away from the mainland for many years, things have changed, and there are talents from generation to generation, and new strong ......people have emerged."

Sun Ce was amazed in his heart, just when he was shocked, he was stimulated by Qin Qiong's arrogant and disdainful words, and his lungs were about to explode.

"Nameless thief, when my Sun Ce dominated the world, you didn't know where to farm, just rely on you, and dare to look down on my little overlord, you are looking for death-"

Sun Ce, who was extremely angry, was like an enraged lion, and suddenly let out a roar that shattered the heavens and the earth, and the silver spear in his hand carried the madness of annoyance and anger, and it bombarded Qin Qiong like crazy.

Sun Ce's furious state was nearing the end, and this was the last round of furious attacks he had taken out his last potential.

Power, speed, all better than before.

So what.

Before the talent of the door god, no matter how strong Sun Ce's attacks were, they were all floating clouds.

Qin Qiong sneered, without a trace of fear, the golden mace in his hand flew over, dancing out of the iron wall like a golden shield, and easily blocked Sun Ce's final attack.

Clang!

Another shot was shocked, and Sun Ce was already panting, sweating profusely, and showing a tendency to collapse.

In the potter's eagle eyes, Sun Ce's force value has dropped rapidly, ending the force value of the junior martial saint, under the damage of the body, even the half-step martial saint cannot be protected, and the force value has directly dropped to 99 points.

"Sun Ce, can't you finally get tough......" The corners of the potter's mouth raised a sneer.