Wen Chou shouted coldly: "Zhao Zilong! ”

Hearing the cheers, Zhao Yun also raised his head, his eyes were shining: "Wen Chou......"

As the eyes of the two collided in the void, the air seemed to be splashed with small sparks at this moment.

This was an opportunity between peerless masters, and at this moment, the armor robes of the two of them seemed to be blowing with the flow of air, and they were shaking.

Even at this time, there is still a short distance between the two.

There are also a lot of fighting soldiers among them, but at this moment, it seems that the people who are blocking between the two are no longer important!

Wen Chou held a gun and stopped the horse, and Zhao Yun braked quietly. The relative foreplay of the peerless master is not like the waves crashing on the shore, not like the wind and clouds, some are just the quiet confrontation, all want to find an opportunity for the other party to take advantage of in an instant, and put him to death!

The two of them looked at each other silently, as if they were fighting at the top of the Forbidden City, which made people admire, surging, nervous, and admirable........

Even the soldiers next to the two of them couldn't help but be infected by the silence of the two of them that seemed to be able to freeze the air, and they all stopped fighting, and each turned their eyes to the two, looking forward to and longing for this earth-shattering battle that could feast everyone's eyes!

"Oh, Zhao Zilong, eat a certain shot!"

After a moment of silence and stalemate, it was Wen Chou who couldn't hold his breath first, roared, and rode his horse and whipped.

Wen Chou, who rushed to the forefront, reined in the reins of the horse, the front hooves of the black war horse hung in the air, and the person stood up.

The next moment, Wen Chou's arm shook slightly, cutting through the sky, and the black shadow brought a sharp energy, like lightning.

"Zheng!"

With the sound of metal colliding, Zhao Yun, who was the preemptive attacker, brandished the spear in his hand, and collided with Wen Chou's big gun fiercely.

Soldier to soldier, general to general, pull a shot and move the whole body, the two war horses circled, quickly fought together, spears flying up and down.

On the battlefield, the two guns are raised at the same time, and the two figures are as bright as flowers, just like the two dragons that go out to sea between the heavens and the earth, leading the waves to dance, making the heavens and the earth change color, and the sun and the moon are dull.

As soon as the two of them fought, they went all out, because even if it was only less than three faces, the two sides knew that they had encountered a rare strong opponent, and even if they could win, I am afraid it might be a miserable victory.

But the two generals are both heroic people, and they are willing to admit defeat easily?

All of a sudden, the qi was swirling, and they all transported their strength and martial arts to ten percent, and each of them brought their marksmanship to the extreme, and the move conversion was like a flowing cloud, without any stiffness and stagnation.

With a low roar, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand burst out with clusters of silver light, as if the silver dragon was dancing wildly, and for a while, he forced Wen Chou to be a little scrambling.

In the sound of "scandium, scandium, scandium", the two masters of marksmanship quickly clashed, and in a moment, the spear fought fiercely, and it had reached forty or fifty times.

After almost twenty more rounds, but listen to "Bang! With a loud bang, the two of them shot out with both guns, and struck each other's edges directly, and the force was so great that they forced the horses they sat down to retreat by half a step.

Under such a high-frequency exchange between the two, Rao Shiwen Chou's big black horse and Zhao Yun's crotch Zhaoye Jade Qilin, the two good horses, were a little unable to support it, and kept snorting.

Wen Chou pure black armor, copper and iron spears are full of red gas; Zhao Yun is a silver armor and silver spear, the blue aura is entangled, and the black and white figures are intertwined, and it is almost difficult for outsiders to tell the difference!

At this time, Wen Chou's face was flushed, but the fighting intent in his heart was even worse, he saw that his marksmanship was still not better than Zhao Yun, so he immediately pulled the reins of the horse, changed the routine, and shouted at Zhao Yun: "Come again!" Let's see who is stronger? ”

After saying that, he turned his gun sideways, and swept thousands of troops straight towards Zhao Yunling, but he gave up the opportunity to be smart. Intended to fight with strength.

Airplanes!

Zhao Yun didn't fall for it, a spear in his hand, like a dragon out of a hole, let out a dragon groan, and arrived in front of Wen Chou in an instant, the position of the tip of the gun was not fixed, but constantly flickering, faintly covering all the key positions around Wen Chou's body!

"Good marksmanship!"

In the face of Zhao Yun's shot, it was Wen Chou, and he also cheered loudly at this moment.

"But it didn't work!"

These words squeezed out of Wen Chou's mouth, Wen Chou's momentum also changed sharply, and the big gun mixed with copper in his hand seemed to become extremely heavy at this moment, and under the dance, like the rolling of the waves, the spear that Zhao Yun stabbed was firmly wrapped!

In the face of Zhao Yun, Wen Chou's momentum increased by one point again, and the charm in his marksmanship had already been fully displayed by himself.

Zhao Yun's eyes were calm, the spear in his hand became more and more delicate, but his qi suddenly exploded.

"Ding!" Wen Chou's big gun and the azure qi wave handed over, and suddenly there was a crisp collision sound, and immediately, it was shocked and subsided by the huge anti-shock force.

Scandium! Scandium! Scandium!

Gun tip collision.

A sense of powerlessness rose in Wen Chou's heart.

Corresponding to this sense of powerlessness, Wen Chou is becoming more and more courageous at the moment, as if he wants to squeeze out all his strength.

In his own roar, the power on Wen Chou's big gun was stronger than once, and for a while, even if it was as strong as Zhao Yun, he was a little tired to deal with!

"It's not over yet, Zhao Zilong!" Wen Chou's entire right hand and elbow joints were all covered with fiery red, and in the void behind him, there was a faint dark red wind monkey roaring.

It was also at this moment that Wen Chou's eyes turned scarlet, his pupils were elongated, his free right arm was raised suddenly, and a crimson aura glowing with demonic blood was attached to it.

In his hand, the big gun danced, cold stars, silver light, and the angle of attack was unpredictable.

"Ahhhh

With a long roar, Wen Chou's neck erupted at the same time with hideous and sinuous green tendons.

raised his head and roared, and at this time, the armor on Wen Chou's body had been completely rendered blood-red by his qigang.

The incomparable furious aura continued to rise from him, and the oppressive force that erupted was becoming stronger and stronger.

Under the wave of the dark qigang, the spear flowers that were originally blooming also turned into a little bit of cold.

"Herod" was accompanied by a long neigh, and Zhao Yun used his superb horse skills to dodge the attack while driving the war horse and starting a guerrilla attack around Wen Chou.

Scandium! Scandium!

After two more violent blade collisions, the two horses staggered, Wen Chou suddenly roared, and the spear in his hand was raised at a strange angle, stabbing directly into the armpit of Zhao Yun's left arm!

"Killer moves?" At this moment, Zhao Yun's heart froze, and he only felt that the hairs on his body immediately stood upside down, almost like a knife and axe.

The stabbing of marksmanship is all the art of battlefield fighting, and there are fierce killing moves, and the Wen Chou at this moment has obviously sacrificed his strongest killing move!