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Evening.

Sunset over the West Mountains.

The sunset on the horizon is shining, as if to burn up the clouds, and the light of the burning clouds is reflected on the sunset pavilion in the western suburbs of Luoyang, so that this pavilion blooms with dazzling scenery.

In the pavilion, there was silence, but the two figures in the east and west directions were opposing each other, and the air around them seemed to be solidified.

"Nanjun Tong Yuan!"

"Nanyang Huang Zhong!"

The eyes of the two shook each other, and in an instant, their momentum climbed to the peak, and the air around them became restless, within a radius of thirty meters, as if they were shooting at each other, stirring up waves of air.

Tong Yuan himself was born in Xiangyang, Jingzhou, but he became famous in the land of Hebei, with a spear, he went south and north, entered Liaodong, went deep into the northern desert, broke through the southwest barbarians, and won the name of the contemporary gun god.

Huang Zhong, a late bloomer, although he also traveled the world when he was a teenager, he did not create a fame, when the Yellow Turban Uprising, Fang broke out on the battlefield with peerless martial arts, but he was riddled with trivial matters, and he did not appear many times, and he did not have much fame, until he killed the contemporary general He Jin, and Fang became famous all over the world in the name of Nanyang Sword King.

"Do you know what this place is?" Tong Yuan's eyes were cold and stared at Huang Zhong.

He fought with Huang Zhong once.

But it's just a fight in the night.

That night, he was also going to look for an opportunity to invite Huang Zhong to fight, but he didn't expect Wang Yue to strike first, he came for revenge, not to enter the court dispute, and he couldn't assassinate a little hairy child.

However, when Huang Zhong pursued Wang Yue, he couldn't help but make a move, and just fought and withdrew.

"Where did a certain traitor enter!"

Huang Zhong also replied indifferently.

"He Jin is my junior brother!"

"Then he is also a traitor, a rebel and a thief, he should be punished!"

“……”

The words of the two have begun to clash, and with the exchange of words, the confrontation between the forces and the killing intent is gone, and the warmth around them seems to be falling.

"The old man thinks that there should be thousands of troops in this sunset pavilion today!"

Tong Yuan was dressed in a robe, carrying a silver spear, his body was straight, standing in the direction of the setting sun, his tall and thin body was quite radiant under the reflection of the sunset, and his killing intent had been substantiated.

He invited Huang Zhong to fight, it was for the revenge of his junior brother He Jin, today's battle is inevitable, a few days ago I heard the news that the Yanshan Sword Saint had fallen to Luoyang, he had already prepared the worst result, but he didn't expect Huang Zhong to really come alone.

This made him a little impressed with Huang Zhong.

"Contemporary gun god, a deep friendship for a long time, traveled to Hebei in the past, a certain once defeated a person, a certain defeated his marksmanship, but he could not defeat his spirit, he said, his teacher, marksmanship like a god, a certain early want to understand, can fight with you, today can fight alone, it is an honor!"

Huang Zhong did not carry a bow and arrows today, a long knife in his hand, his body was like a mountain, standing tall, exuding this strong fighting intent, if he was hiding the knife in the scabbard in the past, today he is a bladed war knife, his blade is incomparable, and he said confidently: "Besides, a certain war knife is enough to make you hate here!" ”

Martial arts has reached his point, it is already a bottleneck, he needs a stronger master to seal and supervise what he has learned, and today, there are not many people who can learn martial arts with him, Tong Yuan is the whetstone sent to the door.

"What an arrogant tone!"

Tong Yuan took a step, and the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, like a sharp blade, straight to the top of the nine clouds: "It turns out that it was you who forced Zhang Ren to abandon the gun with the power of three knives, that's just right, today's new hatred and old hatred, let's count it together!" ”

Zhang Ren is his eldest disciple, although he is the least talented among his three closed disciples, but it is not an ordinary person can deal with, in the past in Hebei was defeated by three knives, he had long wanted to find this person to fight, and he had no regrets in marksmanship.

"Red Blood!"

The long knife in Huang Zhong's hand slowly raised, he condensed his spirit and spirit on the long knife, and Gang Yuanli completely burst out, and said word by word: "Crazy when you see blood." Crazy and crazy, never extinguished! ”

"The name of the gun is gentian, which is an ancient inheritance!" Tong Yuan untied the spear on his back, one zhang and two long, silver like a cold man, as the spear was opened, his momentum was also constantly climbing, and a silver cloud seemed to be formed in the void.

"Bell!"

The two of them moved between the lightning and flint, and they entered the afterimage, even if someone stood beside them, I am afraid they would not be able to see it, but the moment when the knife and the tip of the gun collided, the surrounding air stirred up waves.

"Hahaha, refresh, come again!"

One move, Huang Zhong was forced to take half a step back, but after taking a breath of relief, he began to take the initiative to attack, his knife was very fast, and he couldn't see the trick with the naked eye, as if a ray of light tore through.

"The phoenix spreads its wings!"

Tong Yuan felt the sword intent in the void, it was a knife that could split the mountain stone, he didn't dare to be careless at all, and used his lifelong fame stunt, the silver spear stabbed out, like a phoenix flying into the sky, light and sharp.

This is a hundred birds towards the phoenix marksmanship, a total of nine types of marksmanship, three years ago, he went to the Northern Desert, alone against the Huns strong Yu Fuluo, only to perfect this set of marksmanship last move, the whole world, even his eldest disciple two disciples only learned the first seven guns, only his closed door disciple learned the complete nine guns.

He passed on this marksmanship, and his wish was fulfilled, so he dared to go down to Luoyang alone to avenge his junior brother He Jin.

"Good marksmanship!"

The knife in Huang Zhong's hand was shocked back by a soft force, he took a step back, and the huge force smashed a stone brick under his feet, but his eyes were indeed bright, his blood and qi were boiling, and he swung the knife to kill: "Tiger Leap, slash!" ”

This is his knife technique.

No name.

He has been practicing knives all his life, but he has never practiced any family's knife techniques, his knife skills are constantly tempered from his fight beasts and feeling nature, the wildest and simplest killing skills.

Rumble!

The pavilion collapsed, this stone pavilion stood in the western suburbs of Luoyang for a long time, and there was not much damage in the past war, but today under the strong forces of the two strong men, it was finally overwhelmed and collapsed.

In the dust and smoke, two figures jumped out of the air, and under the wide plain, a fierce battle broke out.

"Phoenix Tianming!"

"Phoenix Yu Fei!"

“……”

Tong Yuan's marksmanship is very fast, very elegant, four shots in an instant, and the guns are all lore.

"Wolf howl, slash!"

"Bear step, slash again!"

“……”

Huang Zhong became more and more courageous, and in the face of Tong Yuan's attack, he not only blocked, but also constantly counterattacked, and he felt that his sword skills were becoming more and more mature, and they broke out like flowing water.

"They're all too strong!"

To the south of the Sunset Pavilion, not far away, in a secret place, Zhang Huo's eyes were shining brightly, looking at the pinnacle battle of the martial artists in front of him, there was a terrifying light in his pupils, even if he was afraid that he would not dare to walk in: "I can watch this battle, and live up to what I have learned in this life!" ”

"Boss, will General Hansheng be defeated by Tong Yuan, Tong Yuan was a peerless martial artist who even had to endure three points of great sages and good teachers back then!" Jin Jiu next to him said in a low voice.

Behind Zhang Huo, there were about forty or fifty people, each of whom was a martial artist who practiced the Qi Realm, with agitated blood and extraordinary momentum.

These are the Taiping Guards.

At the beginning, there were indeed a few kittens left in the Taiping Divine Guard, but Zhang Huo's sacrificial wine in Jingping Wubeitang was not in vain during this time, he always put Zhang Ning's safety in the first place, and it was inevitable to rebuild the Shenwei Army. It is able to restore the super combat effectiveness of the original Taiping Divine Guard.

Huang Zhong wanted to duel with Tong Yuan, although Mu Jing said that he would let go, but he was worried after all, so he asked him to lead the Divine Guard Army to help, and if he lost, they would do whatever it took to keep Huang Zhong.

"General Hansheng is not weak!" Zhang Huo said in a deep voice: "Between them, I think General Hansheng will win!" ”

Because Tong Yuan is old.

The flesh is insufficient.

And Huang Zhong is in the prime of life, his blood is at the peak, his spirit is the strongest, and his fighting spirit will definitely crush his opponent.

"But we'd better be careful!"

Zhang Huo glanced around and said: "Today's decisive battle, although it is secret, but such a big movement, I am afraid that some people have already felt it, there are people hiding around here, General Hansheng and Tong Yuan no matter what the result is, it will be a lose-lose situation, no matter what, we must not let them benefit from the fisherman!" ”

"No!"

The generals suddenly became energetic, and a pair of sharp eyes stared in all directions.

To the west of the Sunset Pavilion, on the mountain stream, two figures passed by like the wind, falling steadily in the hidden jungle, looking up one after another, looking at the front intently.

"Who is fighting in this place, it turns out to be them!"

This is Hua Xiong, the fierce general of Xiliang Hua Xiong, he looked ahead, and his expression jumped up.

"Tong Yuan, Huang Zhong, and many warriors in the Central Plains, sure enough, they all have the ability to fight a certain battle!"

The tall and burly figure is Lu Bu, he carries his hands behind his back, his tiger eyes are shining, and there is a cold battle intent on his body: "I really want to fight with them, and I will be superior!" ”

This is the warrior's fighting spirit.

"General Lu Bu has won the title of the master, and he will definitely have a chance to fight with them in the future!" Hua Xiong smiled and said: "You can't make a move now, the lord is in Luoyang Taoguang to raise obscurity, and he is bargaining for a big event, so that you can go to the city, just so that the lord's big thing can be done, you must not show your deeds!" ”

"Understand!"

The two of them stood quietly in the grass, watching the battle carefully, looking at the flying sand and rocks on the plain ahead.

……

On the battlefield, the two have been fighting for no less than a hundred rounds.

The sunset was no longer visible, and the sky was already dark, but there was still a glimmer of light shining.

"Nirvana!" Tong Yuan was covered in blood, there were more than ten knife marks on his body, large and small, and the blood had already stained him red, but he did not flinch, because he knew that this was a never-ending battle.

The eighth shot of a hundred birds towards the phoenix, the phoenix nirvana.

This shot is very violent, only attacking but not defending, his qi and blood are burning, his spirit and spirit seem to be gathered here on a shot, a phoenix is faintly visible in the void burning, a shot out, the four sides are silent.

"Tide, slash!"

Huang Zhong was also injured, his back was torn by Tong Yuan's spear blade, and blood flowed, but the more fierce his fighting spirit was like waves, in the face of Tong Yuan's killer shot, he also had no reservations, and the knife that he comprehended by watching the waves of the sea broke out.

Rumble!

There was a loud roar, and sand and rocks flew on the plain.

After half a sound, the wind and sand dispersed, revealing two figures on the plain.

Tong Yuan held the gun, and the tip of the gun was pointing to the ground.

Huang Zhong raised his knife and pointed his long knife to the sky.

"Someone lost!"

The corners of Tong Yuan's mouth were bleeding, and the internal organs in his body had been torn apart by Huang Zhong's knife strength, but he was still indifferent.

"It's a pity that I didn't see your ninth shot!" Huang Zhong sighed, he won, because Tong Yuan had already been slashed off by his last sword, and he couldn't swing the last shot.

"One day, you'll see!"

Tong Yuan also lamented that his blood qi could not support him to use the ninth shot, and he lost this battle at his age.

The twilight of heroes, the sorrow of life.

"They're coming, let's go!"

Huang Zhong put away his long knife.

He didn't want Tong Yuan to fall into the hands of Mu Jing, a dignified ranger king, and finally like Wang Yue, he died a sad death, even if he let Tong Yuan go, Tong Yuan would not be able to live for ten days, because of his knife, cut off his vitality. It's in hand, please wait a while, after the content is updated, you need to refresh the page again to get the latest update! nt

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