"Holy Lord, he cheats! That's Yang Dudu's mount! ”

Zhao Zhongqing is not stupid, war horse against war horse, the two sides only compare combat power.

But if the other party rides on that terrifying and strange cow, it is better than fighting a yarn.

Rumbling rushed over in one breath, it is estimated that there is no need for the other party to do anything, and the BMW that was bought by bankruptcy, if not dead, will be crippled.

If you happen to encounter a single horn on the top of the head of a strange bull, the consequences are unimaginable.

Yang Shuang naturally knew that Niu Er was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

The sweaty and bloody horse he snatched back from Apo was no worse than the other party, if you count the Red Rabbit Horse Soul, whether it is speed or endurance, it can be called crushing.

Croak.

The strange language blurted out, Niu Er's neck shrank, and he hurriedly stepped onto the fake red rabbit and stepped into the martial arts arena.

The two have never fought each other, and they don't know each other's routines, so Pu Yi has reservations about contact.

Jingle, the knife is straight.

After a few breaths, it has been several rounds of rushing back and forth.

It's not a battlefield fight, to put it bluntly, it's a show, first probing, and then breaking the move, forcing the other party to disarm and surrender.

The cheering people around held their breath and waited for the victory, even Yang Jian craned his neck to watch carefully.

Yang Shuang, on the other hand, looked intently at a certain wall buttress on the side.

There, a pretty little lady was staring at him.

The green cheeks are not powdered, but the pink carving is lovely.

Looking at each other, a faint pink spread all over the neck and hit the root of the ear, the handsome little face is slightly baby fat, and the big watery eyes are flickering, as if they are talking, isn't it the kind of playful little girl he wants!

'Maba, man, I actually moved! ’

Yang Shuang pressed his legs together, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

Yang Jian next to him seemed to be aware of it, and he also raised his glass to drink, but his eyes were aimed at the wall, and he could see the people in the distance, and for some reason, there was a hint of mischief in the eyes of this serious emperor.

On the martial arts field.

It's another fight, and Niu Er is a little impatient.

"Old guy, your hands are shaking, hurry up and throw away your weapon and get out, is it possible that Master Niu will kick you off the horse?"

Zhao Zhongqing, who is in the prime of life, is also a violent temper, otherwise he would not have been a pioneer in front of the hundred officials again and again, and when he heard the three words of the old thing, he was immediately unhappy, "Little thief, don't be ashamed?" Lao Tzu let you make a few moves, and also"

"Roll the calves!"

Niu Er roared, and when the war horses were staggered, the blade was crossed, the knife head was flipped, and it slapped on Zhao Zhongqing's back.

The latter grabbed the reins and steadied himself, and without any nonsense, he beat his horse and went around in circles to kill again.

"Rub! Who the hell is shameless? ”

The two approached, Niu Er jumped up, the knife followed the person, and at the same time, he relied on the momentum of the war horse, twisted his waist, tucked his abdomen, and kicked his feet.

A figure flew upside down.

But Niu Er landed on the back of the black war horse, grabbed the reins, let out a whistling mouth, and the fake red rabbit who ran out turned his head and turned back.

The people around were silent, and several guards and sorcerers hurriedly lifted the unconscious man for treatment.

Zhao Zhongqing is also a fierce general, in the past two years, he has killed the enemy in Nanchen, and he has nearly 100 lives in his hands, but he didn't expect that the two people, who were originally comparable, would be able to divide the winner so quickly.

"Niu Ersheng, the head of the Metropolitan Protectorate!"

As the son of the fierce general Yang Zhong, Yang Jian's combat power is naturally good, and through two rounds of observation, he naturally understands what level Niu Er is at.

Then he looked at the young man who was about the same age as Niu Er, "General Zuo Weiwei Yujuluo, communicate with General Niu, and after a while, escort Xinjin to the Western Regions, so that General Niu can take care of Er and others." ”

"The last general will take the order, and he would rather die than live up to the trust of the saint!" The height and body type are almost the same as Yang Shuang's, and his loud voice is almost throughout the entire imperial city.

The most impressive thing is that he has double eyes!

Instead of two black eyes, the pupils have two focal points in the middle of the pupils.

"What can't you die, bad luck!" Yang Jian obviously liked the young and vigorous general, so he sat down with a smile.

Yang Shuang frowned, whether it is romance or history books, Yujuluo is a general.

At least, he has an apprentice named Yuwen CD, and in the Xingtang Dynasty, he even used a drag knife to behead Li Yuanba!

Can Niu Er work?

However, thinking that everyone needs to grow, and this is not a battlefield fight, Yang Shuang suppressed the urge to play in person, and continued to pick up the wine glass and look at the little girl who was still looking at him on the wall.

Knock knock

The drums of the three-way war sounded, and the people who were talking about the last game quieted down.

The last game revealed some strength, and this time Niu Er was obviously more cautious.

And Yu Kuluo, who was also holding a big knife, seemed a little nervous when he straddled the curly-haired war horse!

"Kill!"

Both roared angrily, and the horses rushed against each other.

Ding, the handle of the knife touched each other a few times, and the two circled the horse and returned.

"Good strength!" Niu Er roared and raised his knife to split.

Yu Juluo did not smile, and slashed with a knife.

Niu Er leaned back to dodge, while Yu Juluo turned sideways.

The moves of the two sides missed, the head of the knife twisted, and the blade stabbed at each other's heart, but they touched each other in mid-air, and the two staggered.

This fight is obviously more fierce and dangerous than the previous one.

At least in the previous battle, the weapons only touched each other once, but this one they collided several times in a row.

The needle drop in the huge martial arts arena can be heard, Yang Shuang is nervous in his heart, this has no connection with the competition.

In such a fight, if you are not careful, you will either break your arm or leg, or you will be seriously injured!

"Stop!"

Seeing that the two were rushing against each other again, Yang Jian couldn't help but stand up.

However, the fight is changing rapidly, and the knives have become intertwined.

Niu Er put away his smile, Yu Juluo did not squint, and both sides stared at the weapons in each other's hands.

Bite!

There was a resounding sound of gold and iron, and the two war horses suddenly stopped.

Bite!

The second sound sounded, and the two of them withdrew their swords almost simultaneously, one kicking and the other punching.

Bang!

The fists and feet touched each other, but the knife heads touched again at some point.

Bite!

Yu Juluo, who was numb with both hands, was about to withdraw the knife, but found that Niu Er, who was heavier than the knife this time, did not grasp the knife shaft with both hands, but retracted the flying kick on his right leg at the same time, and slapped his left hand directly.

Syllable!

Ouch!

The helmet was crooked, and he covered the back of his head and galloped quickly.

But Niu Er was carrying the Qinglong Glaive Knife and laughing.

Yang Shuang's face darkened, this product actually learned his own tricks!

It's just that he is using a slap, and he is a battle shield!

The huge contrast made the onlookers burst into laughter, but Yu Juluo did not have the slightest shyness, and after a while, he put on his helmet and hit the horse back, but the long knife in his hand was thrown on the ground.

"What a powerful knife technique, one knife is heavier than the other! Thank you General Niu for your mercy! ”

Niu Er didn't seem to feel the heavy Qinglong Yanyue Knife on the victory hook, and hugged his fists in return, "You're not bad, let's go and drink together!" ”

The difference between the two official positions is a bit huge, but after a fight, they have a little pride.

Perhaps many people don't know that there were very few people who used long knives during this period, and even fewer people who could learn knife skills.

"Lao Niu has also opened his mind!"

Rubbing his bearded chin, Shi Da lifted the big iron gun and stepped into the martial arts arena.

"The head of the Metropolitan Protector's Mansion, Shi Da invites the battle!"