When Xiao Zheng got up and looked back, the shock of Zhao Yun's martial arts in his heart was indescribable.

At this moment of lightning, the long and three-battle gentian bright silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand flicked it, Zhao Yun grabbed the tail of the gun with one hand, and the head of the spear turned into a cold glow and smashed it towards Xiao Zheng's heart!

Xiao Zheng knows that this is the highest stunt of the gunner, the name is the gun hammer!

Sweeping the tail of the gun, the head of the gun is a hammer, and the powerful inertia has smashed the enemy's vertebrae, and Zhao Yun's target with this shot is Xiao Zheng's heart!

Xiao Zheng has nothing to hide, he only has one bet, not to bet on his own martial arts, but to bet on the martial arts of the white-helmeted young general to reach the realm of supernatural realm.

Because all he can do is to shoot the gun in the back of his heart, hoping to block the terrifying blow of the white-helmeted young man!

Bite! The sound of gold and iron resonated, and the spear in Xiao Zheng's hand was broken into two, but he was very happy in his heart, because he was right, Zhao Yun's martial arts did have a supernatural realm, otherwise it would be impossible to hit him in the back of the heart and spine with a single shot in the chaos of the army!

Bang! With a crisp sound, the heart guard behind Xiao Zheng was smashed deep into a pit.

Burst! Xiao Zhengkou spurted blood, was smashed by Zhao Yun's shot and flew away, and after landing on the ground, he fainted, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Damn, a general!"

"Damn, kill it!"

"Damn, run!"

Guo Jia saw Zhao Yun's body