In the past, Gan Ning and Shamoke, the fateful enemies, even if the historical trajectory has changed, they are still pulled together by strong inertia. is also outside Yuzhang City, the same is its own master, the same is the same head-on, Gan Ning is still the main force of the raid, Shamoke is still the guest army invited, except for the difference in time and space, everything seems to have not changed.

"What kind of thief should I be, I dared to attack the camp at night, but fortunately I bumped into my grandfather here! It turns out that he is really a thief! "Since the Shanyue Xindu Sect came back, Sha Moke has also been interested in the people around Qin Xu, and after several inquiries, he also knew Gan Ning's identity. This time, he collided head-on, and Shamoke immediately crossed the iron thistle bone in his hand, pointed at Gan Ning and scolded.

"You stink!" Gan Ning sneered and said, "It's just the rat who ran away with his tail a few days ago, even if you shout louder at the moment, can it be that you can erase the fact that you were scared away by Qin Envoy?" There is also the face to say that others, if a certain family is you, you are really ashamed to kill yourself! ”

"You!" Gan Ning's rebuttal sounded to Shamoke, tantamount to a sharp sword piercing his heart. On the same day, he held it up, and when he saw that Yuzhang was surrounded, he only brought more than ten people to the sect of Shanyue Xindu to show off his might, firstly, to express the so-called "sincerity", and secondly, to calculate that the old barbarian king Snakehead, who was known for his prudence and timidity, would definitely not have the courage to provoke a war with Wulingman. Unexpectedly, the most unlikely person not only appeared, but he was also "blocked" at the foot of the mountain, and had to accompany the snakehead to see Qin Xu. I thought that the officials of the same Han were all the same as Liu Biao or Wuling Taishou Jin Xuan. On the surface, he sells his reputation and reputation, but in fact, he cherishes himself, and will never fight on several fronts at a critical moment because of the little barbarian in his eyes. But who would have thought that Qin Xu would not play his cards according to common sense at all. The threat in the words does not seem to be a lie at all, Shamoke believes that if he really wants to continue to be strong, Qin Xu will really dare to kill, and the left and right families are also hostile because of Liu Biao, even if he really makes a move, Qin Xu will also occupy a reason. In the end, Shamoko was forced to be in a hurry. I have to talk about Ume, and the major affairs of the military state are secretly attributed to the private affairs of the children. barely escaped with his life under Qin Xu, so as not to be too ugly. This is simply a gritty hatred for the future Wuling barbarian king Shamoke, and now it is mentioned by Gan Ning in public. How can you not be angry?

"You have a sharp mouth too! Hope for the work on hand. It's just as good as your tongue! Shamoke, who was provoked by Gan Ning's gentle words, finally suppressed the anger in his heart and snorted coldly. The events of that day, after returning, were attributed by Shamoke to the troops led by Qin Xu at that time, although there were only two hundred, but they were also twenty times the soldiers he led at that time! At present, even if he does not rely on the Liu Biaojun of Cai Zhong's army, which is in turmoil, he has nearly 10,000 Wuling barbarians behind him. Even compared to the two-way Yuzhang defenders who dared to attack the camp, it was also five times more. There is no fear. Shamoke's heart has become a lot clearer, and he looks at Gan Ning's eyes. It's like looking at a dead man.

"It seems that you are also very powerful, dare to come out, let's see the real chapter under our men!" Seeing that the Wuling barbarians had already taken advantage of the two of them to talk, they surrounded the entire Chinese army commander's tent, and the three layers inside and the outer three layers were all Wuling barbarians dressed in strange costumes. In contrast, there are only more than 700 Jinfan people, but it is like a small wave facing the sea, at first glance, it is not a comparison at all.

"Hah! The leader of the thief is the leader of the thief, this night attack on the enemy camp, was recognized and intercepted by a certain family, and he still has the courage to say this, he is a character! Shamoke stared at the expressionless Gan Ning playfully, smashed his mouth, showed a little sneer, and said, "But since you have such guts, you can be regarded as a character!" I will give you this face and try my best to capture you alive in front of General Cai! Even if you miss it for a while, you will be given a decent funeral! ”

Before Shamoke finished speaking, he smashed the iron thistle bone towards Gan Ning's side, intending to seize the opportunity. This thistle terrestris bone is made of pig iron from beginning to end, plus a button the size of a small watermelon full of iron thorns, I am afraid that there will not be a hundred or ten catties of weight, that is, relying on the strength of Shamoke, ordinary people are afraid that they can't even lift it. If this is a stick, let alone a person, I am afraid that even the horses under the crotch will be smashed into pulp.

"That's exactly what a certain family wants to say to you!" Gan Ning saw that Shamoke did not play cards according to common sense, and before he finished speaking, he raised his hand to play and it must be a killing move, and his temperament was also aroused, and he sneered, and the thick arm in his hand, the seven-foot-long Hengjiang iron lock, like a writhing python, with a jingling bell, went towards Shamoke.

"Hey!" Seeing that Gan Ning was actually blocking it with a chain-like blade, Shamoke couldn't help but show a smug look on his face, and his uncontrollable smile became more and more hideous. The total length of the iron thistle bone is four or five feet, and the pure horse grows immediately, even if Gan Ning's iron chain is accurate, it is actually only half of the full length when it is straightened. With this move, he was able to knock Gan Ning off the horse.

"Ignorance!" Seeing Shamoke's happy face, Gan Ning thought that he could know Shamoke's plan with his ass, and muttered in a low voice, but the iron lock in his hand was castrated, and in just an instant, the two Qimen blades, which were also made of stainless steel, collided together.

"Herod'......"

There were no sparks from the two blades that everyone expected, and there was no deafening loud noise, only the sound of "woo" breaking the wind in Gan Ning's jingle bell of the Hengjiang iron lock, plus Gan Ning forcibly dialed the horse's head to avoid Shamoke's general offensive like Mount Tai's top of the mountain, and the sound of the horse's mouth hurting.

And looking at Gan Ning and Shamoke again, it is even more confusing, are both of them okay? They all sat on their horses in a good manner, as if what had just happened had not happened? How is this possible!

"General, the barbarian's blade!?" Finally, after a short period of desertion, Jinfan and Wu Lingman on the opposite side all discovered the abnormality between the two. That is the thistle bone that should have been in Shamoke's hands, and at this moment, it is obliquely lying at a wrong place only from Gan Ning's horse's head, and it is twisted into a ball, isn't it Gan Ning's famous blade Hengjiang Iron Lock. What's going on? Could it be that in less than a blink of an eye, the two have actually decided the winner? But who wins and who loses?

"You're still the first Central Plains person who can take my head-on blow! Maybe fight again! Shamoke held on to the arrogance on his face, but everyone around him noticed that the cheeks of the young master seemed to be trembling, and he was holding the reins...... In his right hand, blood was oozing from the tiger's mouth.

"You're just relying on a bit of brute strength, if you really fight, that's it!" Gan Ning was carrying the ...... backwards Right hand, sneered. Only the Jinfan people behind Gan Ning can see that the right hand of his eldest brother seems to have suffered a lot, and even the iron lock of Hengjiang, which is usually regarded as his life, is allowed to be wrapped around the iron thorns of the thistle bones.

The two of them fought this time, but no one took advantage of it. Just when Shamoke was almost smashing at Gan Ning with all his might, Gan Ning's iron lock was swept sideways, and as soon as he touched the iron thistle bone, he immediately wrapped around it. At this time, Shamoke's downward strength was actually old, although Gan Ning's strength was not as good as Shamoke's, but it was a trick, and at the same time, he also dragged it downward, or even better, with Shamoke's own strength, the blade was dragged from Shamoke's hands with his empty hands, and rammed to the ground. However, after all, Shamoke's strength is greater than that of Gan Ning, although Gan Ning is clever and uses the unique method of borrowing power from Hengjiang Iron Lock, which makes Shamoke suffer, but the strength of this rebound is because Gan Ning was distracted when he turned the horse's head, and a small part of it was forced to bear it. It's as if Shamoke's hundreds of catties of strength hit Gan Ning's hand directly, if Gan Ning hadn't let go in time and unloaded this strength, it would be impossible to say that Gan Ning, who had a slight upper hand this time, would have suffered more than Shamoke.

But despite this, looking at Shamoke, who was a little angry because he was suddenly snatched of his sword, his strength was a gap, and Gan Ning still felt that he had made a lot of money. And after listening to Shamoke's unconvinced provocation, Gan Ning naturally accompanied. Even if it is not good, it can also help the other side of the night attack, and contain this only living force that has not been affected by the camp roar. It's worth it!

"Okay! It's a man! Shamoke snorted, frowned and moved his almost disempowered arm, and then didn't look at the thistle bones on the ground, took off the narrow Miao knife he was carrying from behind, and pointed at Gan Ning with his left hand and said: "Today, you are waiting for the attack on the camp, and the attack is attacked, so I am too lazy to care!" But here, if you want to get closer, you have to ask about this knife first! ”

"Hah! Get a knife! After listening to what Shamoke said, Gan Ning showed an expression on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he shouted, and the two guards beside him had already handed over a shark skin scabbard, which was more like an ornament than a straight knife like a killing weapon. Gan Ning didn't speak after receiving the knife, shook his right hand lightly, held the beast's head support handle at the swallowing mouth of the knife handle, pressed the machine spring lightly, drew the knife in his hand, and easily and skillfully pulled a knife flower, as if it was not him Gan Ning who was injured in his right hand just now.

There is a saying that as soon as an expert stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one! This is common in both ancient and modern times, just looking at Gan Ning's knife drawing style, it is enough to see that he must have been immersed in this for more than ten years, Shamoke only felt a little dry mouth, and there was also a feeling of unspeakable panic in his heart, it seemed that Gan Ning at this time, with a big knife in his hand, was like a land general, but it was better like a water general. This intuition made Shamoko's heart tremble, and his right hand, which was out of strength, also slowly touched his back, and just when he picked up the knife, Shamoke's ghost sent a god to take off the bamboo and rattan short bow that had been fully wound...... (To be continued......)