Everyone was taken aback, and Xuanzan was even more in a cold sweat, but when he turned around, he found that there was no pain on his body, and when he looked closely, he found that Hua Rong's arrow was shooting at his helmet cherry.

Of course, this is not Hua Rong's mistake, on the contrary, it is definitely his mercy.

But Xuanzan didn't appreciate it, and said angrily: "Hua Rong, Lao Tzu originally thought that you were a pure man, a good man, but I didn't expect the end to be insidious, just now we said that ten arrows will win or lose, why do you want to shoot eleven arrows?" Don't think that your subordinates will forgive you by showing mercy, I'm sorry! ”

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At this time, he still smiled faintly and said: "You are indeed a one-handed ten-shot continuous arrow, but how do you know that I also fired ten arrows?" ”

These words made the angry Xuanzan stunned suddenly, yes, he did have ten arrows in one go, but he didn't carefully observe how many arrows the other party had, could he actually break his own chain of arrows with fewer arrows than his own? Doesn't this mean that at least one arrow must be pierced by one through two, and how terrible it is in the light of light?

At this time, there was a colonel on both sides who ran to pick up arrows, but they picked up each other's arrows, anyway, the arrows of the two were specially made, different, the number of Liangshan's side to praise was exactly ten, and the number of officers and soldiers to take Huarong's side, but there were only nine!

As for whether there are two wearing two, or one wearing three, I'm afraid no one knows except Hua Rong himself.

However, Ye Ling in the back can see it clearly, he has excellent eyesight, and recently learned archery with Hua Rong, so he pays more attention to that arrow competition than others, Hua Rong Fang just has an arrow that is a magic skill that pierces three, which makes Ye Ling admired, knowing that his archery skills are still far behind.

Therefore, Hua Rong just shot Xuanzan's arrow was only the ninth arrow, and he didn't violate any rules at all.

At this time, Zi Xuanzan made a big red face, but although he was rude, he was also bold, and immediately bowed his head and admitted defeat, expressing his convincing, and at the same time thanked the other party's subordinates for their mercy, and this fourth round of fighting ended with the defeat of the official army again.

Nearly 10,000 officers and soldiers were speechless at this time, and everyone's eyes were focused on their boss Dadao Guan Sheng, which was already their last trump card and their last hope.

And even if Guan Sheng wins, he still has to accept the challenge of the four people in Fang Cai, which is inevitably too difficult, so their morale is falling again and again.

Guan Sheng didn't know in his heart, but as the commander of the first army, and with the aura of a descendant of the Martial Saint, how could he retreat? He let out a long roar, urged the war horse under his crotch into the middle of the battlefield, and beckoned to Ye Ling: "Come on, Ye Ling, let Guan Mou see how much ability you have as the leader of Liangshan." ”

After Fang Cai's four-round fighting generals, no matter how arrogant Guan Sheng is, he has to admit that this Liangshan is really not an ordinary thief, these leaders have considerable skills and strength, and even these excellent generals under their command are not opponents, no wonder they can make the officers and soldiers of the entire Qingzhou retreat.

And Ye Ling, who can lead such a group of arrogant soldiers and make the entire Qingzhou tremble, how can he be as scholarly and weak as he shows on the surface? Isn't Hua Rong, who just defeated Xuanzan, a lesson from the past?

Therefore, Guan Sheng no longer dared to underestimate Ye Ling in the slightest, and completely treated him as a great enemy in life.

Ye Ling also smiled indifferently, and also got off the field as soon as he urged the horse, and came to Guan Sheng: "General Guan, this is already the fifth round of battle, if you lose again, then you will have to withdraw from this battle as promised, I think that the general's person will never admit it, right?" ”

Guan Sheng actually didn't expect that the five-round fighting general who originally thought it was foolproof would be like this, but he still said excitedly: "That's natural, but this kind of thing is better to wait until you win the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in Guan's hand." ”

After saying that, as soon as he clamped the war horse between his legs, the eighty-two-pound Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand had already been raised high, and he slashed at Ye Ling's head with a single force.

As soon as this expert stretched out his hand, he knew if there was any, and the ordinary soldiers were just that, the big and small leaders on Liangshan's side were secretly frightened, this level was fast and fast, and the strength was full, the knife had not yet arrived, and the strong wind from the knife edge had blown Ye Ling's horsehair high, which showed the power of this knife!

Not to mention others, Qin Ming, who has always been proud of his strength, is also secretly speechless, and feels that the power of Guan Sheng's knife is by no means under his mace, but the fact is that his mace weighs sixty-six catties, which can already be regarded as a heavy weapon, but the knife in Guan Sheng's hand is eighty-two catties!

Ye Ling was also refreshed by this sword wind, he hadn't encountered such an amazing attack for a long time, even when he faced Qin Ming at that time, his subordinates didn't dare to slack off, Fang Tian's halberd was also raised high, facing the green dragon glaive knife in reverse, and the loud sound of 'boom' startled the soldiers on both sides, and the strong wind blew the sand and stones on the ground flying wildly.

After the loud noise, the sand and gravel were also slowly dispersed, and the people on both sides looked at each other, and the two sides of the war each took a step back, but Ye Ling's expression was still calm and light, while Guan Sheng was full of shock.

After half a ring, he said: "You are still the first person who can catch Guan's all-out slash without falling behind, and the weapon in your hand looks very unusual, it can match Guan's ancestral eighty-two pound Qinglong Yanyue Knife!" ”

Ye Ling smiled secretly in his heart, although you have the eighty-two-pound Guan Erye's knife in your hand, but in my hand is the ninety-nine-pound painting halberd of the god of war Lu Fengxian, not to mention that your knife has not yet been unsealed.

However, he would not say this kind of thing explicitly, otherwise it would make people suspicious of his identity and the illustrated book, so he just said lightly: "This world is big, and there have been many famous generals in the past few thousand years, not only Ling Zu Wusheng is a hero, nor is it only your Guan family's Leng Yansaw a treasure, why should General Guan be surprised?" ”

Guan Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then said with relief: "It makes sense, but Guan Mou underestimated the heroes of the world, it seems that the strength of the Lord of Ye Zhai is still above my expectations, today a certain family can finally have a happy battle, come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds and then take care of it!" ”

Ye Ling smiled slightly: "Three hundred rounds? Hehe, General Guan can't help but think a little too highly of himself, since my debut, there are not many people who can survive thirty rounds under me, let's see if General Guan can be counted as one of them. ”

Guan Sheng was furious, raised the knife again, and the two fought together again.

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