Guo Yu's all-out blow, although it failed to hurt Zhao Wenqi at all, it also made his movements stagnate slightly. Wild Sand Literature Network

The pause was almost imperceptible, and it was difficult to see with the eye, but for a powerhouse in the Grandmaster realm, it was enough.

The snake spear in Qi Shen's hand turned, and the long-accumulated true qi frantically poured onto the spear.

With his movements, Zhou Gangqi's qi suddenly revolved around Qi Shen's body, and the momentum was like a vicious python circling up, ready to choose people to devour.

The green tendons burst out from Qi Shen's arm, and the armor on him crackled as the qi flowed.

"Up!"

Qi Shen shouted violently, the spear in his hand slammed out, and the wild python condensed by the condensed qi also burst out from the ground and rushed towards Zhao Wenqi, who was standing in place.

This trick is already one of Qi Shen's two skills at the bottom of the box, and now in order to kill Zhao Wenqi, he has to use it as a last resort.

A trace of essence crossed Zhao Wenqi's eyes, and the long sword that was originally blocking the front slashed out from bottom to top.

An astonishing sword aura slammed into the Gang Qi Python, and the huge snake head was directly cut off by Zhao Wenqi's sword.

Blood flowed down the corners of Qi Shen's mouth, but at this time he had no time to pay attention to this.

The snake spear barely resisted Zhao Wenqi's long sword, Qi Shen used the qi machine, and the entire Gang Qi Python exploded directly in midair.

The powerful impact sent Qi Shen flying off the ground, and then slammed to the ground.

Zhao Wenqi, who was the primary target of Gangqi, exploded with pieces of his right sleeve, and his son shook twice.

But, it seems, that's all there is to it.

The mastery of the Xiyong Spear King seems to have only been exchanged for Zhao Wenqi's sleeve.

Countless gangqi were repeatedly rushing on the field, blowing up one deep pit after another on the ground from time to time.

In the midst of this chaos, a long knife suddenly struck.

Chen Jianzhao held the long knife and jumped up.

As far as the long knife came, those uneasy auras calmed down one after another, and they converged on the shining cold light.

"Quell the chaos."

All the remaining Gang Qi after the wild python exploded was absorbed, and Chen Jianzhao, who was still in mid-air, swung it down.

"Bell!"

The first in the world is the first in the world after all, even in this situation, Zhao Wenqi still has the strength to take over Chen Jianzhao, the one who called for the chaos to calm the chaos.

"Boom!"

After Zhao Wenqi, the palace gate that was already full of holes was torn into countless pieces and scattered on the ground.

Chen Jianzhao flipped a circle in the air, dragged the knife up after landing, and stabbed his backhand again!

"Bell!"

Zhao Wenqi frowned slightly, the force of this knife was actually heavier than the previous one, and the heavy knife momentum almost pressed him into the ground.

The long knife in his hand was opened again, and Chen Jianzhao, who was pale due to the power of the shock, flipped his wrist, adjusted the true qi in his body, and Taiping pulled it out again.

Three knives, one knife is heavier than the other, one knife is heavier than the other, especially the last knife, if you are strong, it can be said that it is more than the Qi Shen champion.

If it was just heavy, Zhao Wenqi would not frown.

Chen Jianzhao's knife was very strange, every time he swung his sword qi to attack it, there would always be a part of it that would collapse inexplicably, so that he had to expend more strength.

"Bell!!"

Barely grasping the long knives that had been taken off, Chen Jianzhao, whose face was pale, staggered back more than ten steps before he could stand.

At this time, Qi Shen had also gotten up from the ground, and he, who was standing side by side with Chen Jianzhao, looked up at Zhao Wenqi in front of him, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

Compared with Fang Cai, Zhao Wenqi's sleeves at this moment were broken, and a big hole was cracked in the placket. But Chen Jianzhao and the others noticed that Zhao Wenqi still didn't move.

Such a cruel reality, how not to make people feel hopeless.

Obviously, they were both in the realm of grandmasters, and the two of them tried their best, but they couldn't let them take even a step back.

Zhao Wenqi, is it really just the realm of grandmasters?

"After receiving these two tricks, I didn't even change my face." The man carrying the iron halberd walked out of the crowd behind him and smiled at Zhao Wenqi: "Now you, I'm afraid you are already the peak of the Grandmaster's Great Perfection." ”

Guo Yu, who was still lying on the ground, looked at the middle-aged man who appeared out of nowhere, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Who is this man?

Qi Shen looked at the Fang Tian painting halberd that exuded bloody aura on his face, and his face showed hesitation, while Chen Jianzhao thought for a long time and suddenly said, "You are... Qi Hussar General Ma Zhiyuan! ”

As soon as these words came out, the armor soldiers in the rear exclaimed one after another.

Although he didn't wear armor, the two sergeants who only thought it was the other party's person didn't think so much after all, and let him go directly.

No one expected that this time it would be a general of the Qi State.

Guo Yu, who got up from the ground, narrowed his eyes.

For the four senior generals of Qi State, Guo Yu has also done his homework. Except for the waste-like car, the remaining three can be said to be stronger than the other.

General Yang Zhiyong didn't need to say much, if it weren't for his luck, the Song army would have been wiped out outside Tianwei Pass.

General Wei Zhao Wenqi, the first person in Kyushu martial arts, is now blocking Song Yong's two armies with one person and one sword.

And the hussar general Ma Zhiyuan can be said to be the second person in the martial arts of the Qi State, and he was only pressed by the extremely perverted Zhao Wenqi.

The sudden appearance of such a character will inevitably make the situation on the field more confusing.

Guo Yu looked at the middle-aged man who was smiling with a halberd.

It's just that I don't know what the purpose of the hussar general, who led the most elite Duwei army of Qi to the south to quell the chaos and never returned, appeared here now.

If it was King Laiqin, it would be impossible for Song Yong's army to be so comfortable at the moment, but if not, why did he return to Tianlan at this time?

Could it be...

Thinking of a possibility, Guo Yu's face suddenly became strange.

"You're here anyway."

Suddenly seeing this colleague who he hadn't seen for several months, Zhao Wenqi's face didn't show any joy.

Zi's indifference is also partly the reason, but more importantly, Zhao

Wen Qi knew the purpose of Ma Zhiyuan's visit.

After all, this man had fought him no less than a hundred times.

"Naturally, I have to come, otherwise, I won't have a chance in this life."

Ignoring the slightly hostile gazes of Qi Shen and Chen Jianzhao in front of him, Ma Zhiyuan took two steps forward with a smile: "If I miss this time, I am afraid that I will not be blind to death." ”

He raised his halberd, pointed at Zhao Wenqi in front of him, and grinned: "After all, although it is rare for a hundred years to meet a grandmaster, there can still be a few after all, but the one who can reach the realm of semi-saints is only you Zhao Wenqi throughout the ages." ”

Although they already had some doubts in their hearts, after hearing Ma Zhiyuan's words, Qi Shen and Chen Jianzhao still didn't widen their eyes.

Half-saint!

The Grandmaster is at the pinnacle of the Great Perfection, stepping into the demi-saint that only exists in the legendary realm!

Guo Yu was also taken aback.

It's no wonder that the two great martial arts masters of Gouzi and Spear King joined forces and couldn't shake Zhao Wenqi in the slightest.

He really didn't expect that the holy realm really existed, and there were really people who could enter the sainthood with martial arts.

Could it be that there is really a fucking Heavenly Dao suppression that sounds bullshit?

But none of that matters, what matters is how to fight next.

Guo Yu raised his eyes to look at Ma Zhiyuan, who was walking towards Zhao Wenqi with a halberd.

It seems that this big brother really came to stir up as he expected.

Since he is the second person in the martial arts of the Qi Kingdom after Zhao Wenqi, then at least he should be a grandmaster realm.

It's also strange to say that a martial arts master who hasn't been able to come out in a hundred years is now coming out with a bunch of cabbage.

However, thinking that even the half-saints are there, Guo Yu is not unacceptable to these grandmasters in front of him.

Since it is difficult to shake Zhao Wenqi, a half-saint, with Chen Jianzhao and Qi Shen, what about adding a Ma Zhiyuan?

Guo Yu didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask.

He only understands one thing, this immortal fight, he can't intervene anymore.

In order to block Zhao Wenqi's sword before, Guo Yu's injury was really not light. Since it was no longer of much use, he sat down cross-legged on the spot.

He beckoned to the little white who was hiding far away, and when it came running, he took the kettle from his horse.

After pouring a mouthful of it, Guo Yu took out a handful of melon seeds from Zhao Qingxuan in his arms.

"Dog, go! Fuck it, don't lose our Da Song people! ”

General Song Zhengnan, who was sitting in the back and eating melon seeds, said.