Chapter 118: Spear God Showdown
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The smoke and dust in the long snake formation were exhausted, and the iron horsemen in the more than 100 cavalry formations kept changing their positions, trying to lock Zhao Yun in it.
Zhao Yun with a white horse and a silver spear, alone bypassed the enemy army, and rode a jade unicorn in the night to soar in the air, stepping straight into the mouth of the enemy's snake.
In the mouth of the she, the iron horsemen who had been waiting for hundreds of iron horses for a long time had already changed, and when they saw Zhao Yun entering, they were displayed left and right like a dragon flicking their tails, surrounding Zhao Yun in it.
Facing the array of halberd blade iron armor, Zhao Yun's cold face was still so calm and calm, as if everything did not exist in his eyes.
"Detected that Zhao Yun has entered the strongest fearless state, and activated the first desperate gentian, force +6, base force 99, and the current force has risen to 105, please pay attention to the host."
Chen Tian, who was watching the battle from a distance, received the information from the system, a sneer appeared on his face, and he said secretly: "The show has begun." ”
The wind and rain continued to splash everything in the world, Zhao Yun's eyes were full of murderous intent, a rain mark was crossed on his delicate face, his long hair was stretched out and the silver helmet was scattered with the wind, and the gentian bright silver spear in his hand continued to absorb the dew from the sky.
"Brothers, kill him and we will be promoted and rich!" The first of the iron riders shouted to both sides, and the rest of the iron riders reacted.
"Kill him!"
Hundreds of iron cavalry soldiers crushed Zhao Yun's siege, and the corners of Zhao Yun's eyes raised a trace of disdain, "Is that all you have to do?" ”
Getting closer and closer, the iron cavalry surrounded like an iron hedgehog was getting closer and closer to Zhao Yun, the faint rain continued to hit the quagmire on the ground, Zhao Yun's right white boot stepped on the horse's back, and the whole person flew into the air by reaction.
The bright silver spear in his hand was already spinning rapidly, constantly sweeping the rain that fell on the barrel of the gun, sweeping across the eight desolations, and when the silver light flashed in the air, drawing a circle.
The tip of the spear slashed into the iron armor, and the muffled sound of cutting the throat kept coming, and blood flew in the air, staining the fertile field red.
The seven or eight iron horsemen who surrounded him, only within a single shot of Zhao Yun, before they could make a final shout, instantly ambushed their corpses on the spot, blood and rain constantly mixed and echoed in the mud.
The dozens of iron horsemen who were about to surround the outer circle saw that the high-spirited comrades in front of them suddenly turned into dead corpses that couldn't speak, and they felt a little afraid of Zhao Yun, and began to be stunned and didn't dare to step forward.
A shot shocked everyone, Zhao Yun turned around and fell off the horse, facing everyone's faces for a moment of ridicule, but there was no nonsense, a horse whip under the crotch of the night jade unicorn turned into a gust of wind, straight towards the enemy's halberd.
Zhao Yun's right hand bright silver spear spear out like a dragon, a shot stabbed down will fall a person, no one is the enemy, the left hand pulled out the Qinghong sword on the waist, a sword to break the sky, a sword cut down will be with the iron armor shattered a horse, no one can beat.
The rain was getting louder and the wind was blowing harder and harder.
The killing never stopped, Zhao Yun killed all the way from the mouth of the snake to the snake gall, the horse's hooves stepped on countless dead bodies that fell to the ground in an instant, and the blood behind him was woven into a carpet.
The blood on the Qinghong Sword and the Bright Silver Spear was constantly washed away by the rain, but it was constantly re-contaminated by the blood, and the hundreds of iron riders in front of him had already been killed without a trace.
Ding Yanping, who was located in the snake gall, saw from a distance that the road ahead began to be scattered, thinking that it was a large-scale cavalry attack, and immediately took a look at it with two guns, only to see that it was just a white-robed young general who was alone, and he killed a long snake formation with one shot and one sword.
"Hey, I didn't expect that there would be such a fierce general in Chen's army, and he would kill me so hurriedly with a single horse, it seems that the old man will come forward for a while."
Ding Yanping saw that Zhao Yun's marksmanship was as superb as the divine sword, and it was unstoppable, so he had a bit of a belligerent heart, and with a whip of the horse, the silver-dotted spotted horse under his crotch rolled up a violent wind towards the breakthrough crowd, and the horse's hooves continued to roll up the splash of water that swirled in the quagmire, and whistled towards Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun's silver spear and iron sword were opened, sweeping away the redundant people on both sides, and when he saw a zebra riding in front of him with the wind, he also felt a chilling murderous aura.
"Who's coming?" Zhao Yun strangled the white horse under his crotch, and the horse's hooves were stuck in the quagmire mixed with blood, and the blood red on his body continued to wash down with the rain.
Ding Yanping caught up with Zhao Yun, stopped his mount with a bolt on his ape arm, and the two green Shen four-pointed guns in his hands sank down, and the tips of the guns rippled layer by layer on the "blood lake".
"The old man is Ding Yanping, the two-gun general, who are you, you have such the ability to mess with our army." Ding Yanping's thin face twitched slightly, and his eagle eyes kept scanning Zhao Yun, beating with the flames of hot battle.
Zhao Yun put the Qinghong sword in his left hand into the scabbard, and pointed at Ding Yanping with the silver spear in his right hand, as if he was not affected by the battle, and said in a flat tone: "I am the former general of the Qiantang Palace, and Changshan Zhao Zilong is also!" ”
Hearing Zhao Yun's name, the belligerent flame in Ding Yanping's eyes did not weaken by half a point with the impact of the rain, but burned more and more to devour Zhao Yun.
"It turned out to be the famous town of Jingxiang, Changshan Zhao Zilong, who rode alone to break through the ten thousand armies, the old man has never met a real opponent in his life, if you have the courage today, you will kill the old man in pain!" Ding Yanping's words have been released, and the two guns in his hands are lifted from the pool, and Zhao Yun is horizontal.
"Why don't you dare! Today, I will use your blood to sacrifice countless warriors who died in battle in Nanyang! Zhao Yun shouted angrily, and the jade unicorn under his crotch unfolded, and the silver spear in his hand was raised, and it slammed into Ding Yanping.
Ding Yanping's white beard in his jaw continued to fly with the wind, and the green four-pointed spear in his hand stood up and headed towards Zhao Yunzhi.
"Ding Yanping has been detected to have entered a state of frenzy, force +3, base force 100, and the current force has risen to 103, please pay attention to the host!"
"It was detected that Zhao Yun received the influence of Ding Yanping's potential, the force was -3, and the current force dropped to 102, please pay attention to the host."
Chen Tian, who was in the distance, received the information from the system again, but he didn't feel the slightest worry for Zhao Yun, because he was a victorious general, and he would never be defeated!
The wind and clouds in the sky are constantly changing, and the murderous atmosphere on the battlefield is repeated.
One red and one white, two fierce generals with unparalleled marksmanship in the world, converged into a flood of light and rushed away, leaving countless momentum behind.
Bang, bang.
Two metal clashes rang out, and two fires collided, and the rain disappeared into the air.
The two horses missed, stirring up countless waves to splash out, Zhao Yun had already seen that the two guns must be picking and stabbing and stabbing out, and the bright silver gun in his hand first picked off the tip of the left spear with one shot, and then swept the tail of the spear and swept away the tip of the right gun.
The action is fast and sharp, if there is half a minute of hesitation, at this time he has already turned into a horseman, after Zhao Yun made a move, he realized what is called fast marksmanship.
Ding Yanping turned around and turned his horse, his eyes also showed surprise, he didn't expect that his one-shot double style that could be called a killing move was quickly flashed by Zhao Yun, and the flames in his eyes became more and more intense.
"Come on, this move will determine the winner and loser!" Ding Yanping roared again, and the two guns in his hands stood up again, rushing towards Zhao Yun.
"Obsessed." The shock on Zhao Yun's face was swept away, the corners of his mouth coldly spit out a few words, and the bright silver spear in his hand swished along the wind again, stabbing towards Ding Yanping.
Ding Yanping stepped forward with the tip of his left pistol, and the tip of his right hand was ready to make another move from the right side, and then the tip of his left pistol stabbed quickly, and he could stab Zhao Yun under the horse with one move.
The master fights, and the victory or defeat is only a thought.
This move is the strongest killing move that Ding Yanping has never shown, the Phoenix Winged Gun.
Seeing that Zhao Yun's shot really stabbed straight ahead, the corners of Ding Yanping's mouth overflowed with a trace of contempt, because Zhao Yun was in his arms.
"Zhao Yun's second desperate gentian potential has been detected, the force is +3, and the current force has risen to 105, please pay attention to the host."
Ding Yanping was contemptuous At the same time, Zhao Yun's young face also raised a sneer, because everything was expected by him.
The cold light is staggered, and the victory and defeat have been divided!
(To be continued......)