The night is dark and the wind is fierce.

The Qin army shuttled through the thunder, holding swords and lances, and the ground was rolling and shaking.

Witness the situation of the Tiger Army. Gongsun was angry, his face was red, and his ears were red.

The invincible tiger Ben, who has always been in all directions, was reduced to a cow and sheep to be slaughtered in the calculations of the Qin army.

A pair of cold and bloodthirsty eyes, searching back and forth in the battlefield, saw Ji Xuanling leading the troops to rush and kill, spears like dragons one after another to pick up the Flying Tiger Army, no one could stop his edge.

Shouted and said: "Lu Kang, you come to lead the troops, this general will go to slaughter Ji Xuanling!" ”

The situation of the Tiger Ben army is very bad, if it does not change, the whole army will be destroyed, and the only way to reverse the rout is to kill Ji Xuanling.

Ji Xuanling died tragically, and the Qin army was in a state of leaderlessness, leading the Tiger Ben army to retreat with all his body, and even counterattacked.

"General, Yicheng is facing loss, we are under siege, Ji Xuanling is brave and good at fighting, Wei Che is good at coordinating the overall situation, not to be underestimated!" Lu Kang kindly reminded that the Tiger Ben Army was like a squid on the board, and let the Qin army slaughter him, he wanted to lead the troops to withdraw, stabilize Yicheng, and then make a choice.

"Humph!"

Gongsun Ang snorted contemptuously, his eyes swept over the barracks, penetrated the burning flames, and fell on Ji Xuanling.

"What is brave and good at fighting, what is coordinating the overall situation, in a certain eye, they can't afford to make big waves, and wait for a certain to take the head of Ji Xuanling and dedicate it to the lord."

Before the words fell, Gongsun Ang's legs were sandwiched between the horse's belly, and the good horse flew out like an inky black hurricane, roaring, and killing Ji Xuanling.

"General..."

Lu Kang was shocked and shouted, and when he wanted to obstruct it, Gongsun Ang galloped out on horseback.

One person, one horse, one gun, in the gaze of the killing Qin army and the tiger army, Gongsun Ang galloped in the barracks, brandishing a spear to kill the Qin army of the Quartet, as if entering a no-man's land, forcing towards the direction where Ji Xuanling was.

The good horse galloped, and in the blink of an eye, it was only dozens of steps away from Ji Xuanling.

Longdong famous general?

Gongsun Ang?

Hahaha, you're finally here.

During the killing, Ji Xuanling noticed that Gongsun Ang was killing with a horse, and he was ecstatic in his heart, holding the Zhangba spear, full of fighting spirit.

He used to practice sticks, guns, and spears, which were rarely matched in the monastery.

He also experienced an iron-blooded military career, with a firm will and courage.

When he was a bodyguard, he developed a murderous style.

The enemy is strong, I am stronger!

In this life, the strong people of all countries are like clouds, and the fierce generals are like forests, and he must fight with the fierce generals to test his martial arts.

Gongsun Ang, one of the five tiger generals in Longdong, is the best choice.

Ji Xuanling stared at Gongsun Ang with a pair of cold eyes, this Gongsun Ang was strong and burly, his arms were like vines and vines, and he rode his horse to more than ten steps, and the sharp and cold spear dragged the ground, and the spear blade sounded crisply, reflecting a cold murderous aura.

As the other party rode his horse closer, Ji Xuanling felt unprecedented fear and crisis.

This crisis does not come from the blood-spattered battlefield, but from the sharp spear of Gongsun Aung Na mopping the floor.

For a moment, he had a sense of life and death, between the night.

"The strong, sure enough, is the strong, and even the breath is beyond ordinary people."

Gongsun Ang came to kill, glanced at Ji Xuanling, suddenly raised his spear and shouted: "Ji Xuanling, you killed the Tiger Ben Army, provoked the majesty of the general, how can you be allowed to return to Qin today!"

The gun slapped the horse's buttocks, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Dog thief, suffer death!"

"With you, you are not worthy!" Ji Xuanling shook the spear, with a look of fear, and said sarcastically in a cold voice.

Withdraw!

No refund!

If he retreats, it will inevitably affect the Qin army, which is in full swing.

Even though he was a little afraid, Ji Xuanling's face was still unwavering, his arms were swollen, his arms were clenched tightly, and his half-squinted eyes hid a bit of calmness and arrogance, sitting on horseback and watching Gongsun Ang's every move.

Gongsun Ang rode on horseback, like an inky black whirlwind, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Ji Xuanling with a gun.

The vine-like arms grasped the spear, and with a snort, the spear was pulled up, and it slashed down into the air.

In an instant, Ji Xuanling's body was locked by a sharp spear, and a heart-wrenching murderous aura came to his face.

"It's so strong!"

Ji Xuanling felt a touch of horror in his heart, feeling that the murderous aura was forcing him to suffocate.

When he was shocked and panicked, Gongsun Ang's spear swung towards his neck like a clear torrent.

"So strong, so fast, no wonder Gongsun Ang is respected as one of the five tiger generals of the Tiger Army!"

The enemy is strong and I am weak, Ji Xuanling sighed lightly, but he did not retreat at all, and used the strength of his whole body.

With a burst of shouts, the spear was raised, and the energy of the whole body gathered in his arms, like a fish swimming in the turbulent water.

With a bang, a deafening sound of soldiers sounded, splashing out Daodao sparks, and even the air seemed to be shaking.

Under the blow, Ji Xuanling was quite touched, this Gongsun Ang deserved to be a famous general in Longdong, that seemingly ordinary shot, but like a whirlpool undercurrent under the Ping Lake, it carried amazing madness.

Even though he had prepared for a battle with all his might, the tiger's mouth still unconsciously shook the huge force when the soldiers collided, the blood stained his five fingers, his arms were numb as if they had been electrocuted, and the violent force of thunder broke into his body from his arms.

Such fierce energy, such powerful marksmanship, is the strength of the ancient warriors so terrifying?

Astonished!

Shock!

Ji Xuanling was like a swimming fish that surfaced, opened his mouth and gasped for breath, his face was full of incredulity, he quickly recovered his strength, turned his horse around, turned his spear back and forth, and waited for Gongsun Ang to counterattack.

He underestimated the enemy and underestimated Gongsun Ang!

After all, he is young and vigorous, no matter what his skills are, his strength is really not as good as Gongsun Ang, who is in his prime.

Gongsun Ang turned around and saw that Ji Xuanling was still sitting on the back of the horse, and a look of surprise flashed across his angry face.

This kid's martial arts are mediocre, he has neither military exploits nor world-famous before, and his martial arts are not the slightest threat to him, how can he take his violent blow.

"No, it can't be!"

Looking at Gongsun Ang's stunned and frightened face, Ji Xuanling couldn't help but raise his head and laugh loudly, holding the Zhangba spear and gradually regaining his confidence.

Le Ma stood in place, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned with a thick smile, he snorted, raised his spear and pointed at Gongsun Ang and said with a smile: "The famous general of Longdong, one of the five tiger generals of Tiger Ben, martial arts but Erer, Gongsun Ang, you remember, your uncle, after all, it is your uncle, if you want to kill this king, you are not qualified enough!" ”

If you want to kill this king, you are not qualified enough!

This sentence was like a sharp dagger, piercing Gongsun Ang's heart, and blood flowed out of the wound.

The meaning of Ji Xuanling's words is clear, what about your Gongsun Ang's reputation, can you bear me?

Suddenly, Gongsun Ang's face was pale, and he almost spurted out old blood, like an enraged leopard, his cold cheeks twitched faintly, and his teeth creaked.

"Ben will... Want... Kill you! ”

With a burst of shouts, he kicked his feet the horse's belly, causing the war horse under his crotch to charge, people like mountains, horses like torrents, like a sheathed sword with a sharp edge, and the momentum slammed towards Ji Xuanling.