In an instant, Gongsun Ang pounced with a gun, and fought with Ji Xuanling for dozens of rounds with anger and killing.

The spear pierced, stabbed, pointed, entangled, and the marksmanship moves were deadly, but when he took Ji Xuanling's head, it gave him a thrilling solution.

Noticing Ji Xuanling's playful demeanor, Gongsun Ang's anger became more and more vigorous, he felt humiliated, and he was in a hurry, but his mood gradually deteriorated, and flaws were gradually revealed in every move.

"Little cub, Ben is going to chop you alive!"

One move after another failed, Gongsun Ang was angry, brandished a spear, and slashed in the air, as if he was going to split Ji Xuanling in half.

During the fierce battle, Ji Xuanling dealt with it cautiously and saw the move.

Gongsun Ang's spear is one zhang long, the head of the spear is like a snake, and his moves are ever-changing, which dazzles him.

If you are not careful, you will be beheaded under the horse and lose your imperial power.

However, he knew that the spear and the spear were similar in appearance, but the difference between the two was the softness and hardness of the shaft. The spear shaft is hard, the moves are strong, domineering, simple, and suitable for cavalry charges. The barrel of the gun is softer and can be slightly bent to win with a knack.

The spear moves are cumbersome, and it is not as pleasant as the spear to stab and kill.

If it weren't for that, he chose to simplify the complexity, and he really couldn't stop Gongsun Ang's tricky and fickle spear.

Holding a spear to forcibly block Gongsun Ang's spear, Ji Xuanling's temples were beading with sweat, panting, but his mood suddenly brightened.

He and Gongsun Ang fought back and forth, roughly figuring out the opponent's tricks and routines in one move, and gradually increased his confidence.

As the saying goes, once you are strong, then you will decline, and then you will be exhausted.

At the beginning, when Gongsun Ang galloped with a gun and horse, he did his best and did not threaten his life, but now when Gongsun Ang is full of flaws, how can he threaten his life.

For a moment, the fighting spirit was rolling, and the spear was diagonally horizontal, trying to launch a counterattack in the face of great danger.

After attacking several moves one after another, Gongsun Ang became more and more disgusted, and shouted angrily: "Little cub, it's time to end!" ”

The spear is like a shuttle, the wind is hunting, fast as a swimming dragon, and the horse is stabbing suddenly.

Knort...

The sound of the interweaving of Jin Ge iron horses and the huge force of the collision of soldiers shook Ji Xuanling's eyes, and his blood rolled inadvertently.

A strong man is a strong man after all!

This time, Gongsun Ang's spear was a little stronger, and the spear edge pressed the spear, wanting to stab Ji Xuanling's chest.

Ji Xuanling faintly felt the huge force from the spear, and his arms were about to be shattered by the other party's thick shock.

After thinking about it, what about the explosion of energy, he still lived and went.

couldn't help but sneer contemptuously: "Old horseman, are you a three-year-old child, do you still have so much strength to breastfeed?" So worthy of being called a famous general in Longdong, one of the five tiger generals!"

In the cold sneer, he breathed deeply, and his bent arms suddenly struggled to pick Gongsun Ang's spear away, forcing Gongsun Ang to hurry up and retreat.

Le Ma took three or five steps back, and after barely froze, Gongsun Ang's face swelled with surprise.

How is this possible?

Can this little cub still hold on, and can he fight back?

Could it be that he despised Ji Xuanling?

When he was in doubt, the turmoil in his heart turned into murderous anger, and Ji Xuanling's provocative words were the biggest insult to him, a famous general in Longdong.

Before the Tiger Army, whoever dared to openly humiliate the dignity of his Gongsun Ang, he would take his head and feed it to the dogs.

In the angry eyes, the waves of anger roared out like a torrent, and fought again with guns and horses.

"Kill!"

With a thunderous shout, Gongsun Ang's spear rose again, wrapped in a strong murderous aura, and stabbed towards Ji Xuanling like the god of war descending.

"Hahaha, Gongsun Xiao'er, do you want to kill this king, you don't deserve it?"

Adapting to the domineering strength of Gongsun Ang, Ji Xuanling's sword eyebrows were heroic, and he danced Zhangba's spear to fight back strongly.

Forcibly endured the severe pain in his arms, his whole body gathered in his arms, and the spear stabbed head-on.

"Damn it!"

In Gongsun Ang's eyes, Ji Xuanling was already at the end of the strong crossbow, let him knead and slaughter, but Ji Xuanling would fight back, and the strong momentum contained the wild power of swallowing the bull, like a stormy wave roaring.

"Are you going to die tonight?"

Throwing all his strength into blocking Ji Xuanling's counterattack, Gongsun Ang vowed not to take his head and never return south.

A spear and a spear, two cold and cold lights, and thunder collided.

Clang...

The soldiers clashed, and the sparks flew everywhere.

Like the wild force from the top of Mount Tai, Ji Xuanling's cracked tiger's mouth burst for the second time, and the palms holding the Zhangba spear were stained with blood, and the whole person staggered and sat on the horse's back, and the war horse under his crotch was attacked by the huge force and neighed and retreated.

Gongsun Ang's situation was also not good, Ji Xuanling's counterattack through Changhong also made his hands burst apart, his arms were numb and weak, and his mountain-like body swayed on the back of the horse.

After stabilizing his figure, Gongsun Ang noticed that Ji Xuanling was still sitting on horseback, and his angry face became more and more frightened.

This little cub has been fighting with him for nearly a hundred rounds, and he still has the strength to fight back, and he has a thrilling move before, is he deliberately testing his marksmanship moves?

At this moment, a strong blow blocked his spear and injured him.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Ang felt that he had let the calculations again.

Ji Xuanling has martial arts that are not comparable to him at a young age, and his elusive scheming?

He doesn't believe it, he never believes it.

In the midst of the fright, the whole person fought again with an iron spear, and the long-arm dancing spear as thick as a tree vine was swung out, and one shot after another stabbed Ji Xuanling in turn, each shot was more ruthless and tricky than the other.

After Ji Xuanling adapted to his moves, the crisis he faced became smaller and smaller, his self-confidence skyrocketed, and the spear became more and more handy, chopping, chopping, stabbing, picking, and facing Gongsun Ang's stormy attack with difficulty and calmness.

In this fierce battle, Ji Xuanling was cautious at first, afraid that Gongsun Ang's spear would attack and he would not be able to support it.

When he found out that Gongsun Ang's violent attack, his strength gradually weakened, and his power gradually decreased, he snorted in his heart, Old Pifu, can't you hold on?

Strike while the iron is hot for a while, grasp the spear and counterattack more and more wildly, one move and one style are more and more flawed, pay attention to the flaws exposed by Gongsun Ang, the spear is like a dragon attacking, extremely fast, extremely accurate, extremely ruthless, the move is deadly and fierce, and wants to take the life of the enemy.

The two sides went back and forth, and after dozens of moves, Ji Xuanling was in an advantageous position, and the threat from Gongsun Ang was solved, and Gongsun Ang was forced to retreat one after another, sweating profusely and panting.

At this moment, the potential of the whole body is like an awakened giant beast, bloodthirsty and brave, even though his hands are stained with blood, but calmly coerced and dissolved Gongsun Ang's spear.

From time to time, he seized the opportunity to turn defense into offense, and fought with his life every time he counterattacked.

After more than ten moves, Ji Xuanling passed by Gongsun Ang, his face was full of provocation and contempt.

"Gongsun Xiao'er, what can you do to me?"

Passing each other by the wrong horse, Gongsun Ang's helmet was knocked away by a spear, and he raised his hand to touch his helmet, a wisp of black hair fell on his palm, and his cheek was also cut bloodied, and he was in a really embarrassing situation.