"Brother Ci, ready to answer at any time." Xu Shu was very nervous.

In his opinion, since ancient times, it has been said that two fists are hard to beat four hands, not to mention that this time it is ten hands.

"Don't worry," Tai Shi Ci still looked cynical: "This kid is better than me, and it is not a problem to deal with a few people who have cultivated to the realm of martial artists with external skills." ”

"Oh?" His eyes must be: "No, there is a kid who is the combat power of a third-rate martial artist." ”

Not only did he find out, but the other four brothers of the Sang family all discovered that Sang Yun, who is usually calm and light-hearted, is the absolute main force for everyone to join forces, and sixty percent of Zhao Yun's energy is placed on him.

Anyone else, whether it was a gun or a mace, he or the body or the tip of the gun, he was separated with a flick of his hand.

Every time he faced Sang Yun's gun, Zhao Yun always had to stay for a moment.

"Then you're not going up yet?" Xu Shu was anxious: "What happened when the time comes, I see how you explain to the handsome." ”

"Alas," Tai Shici was no longer indifferent, but just shook his head wordlessly: "You have practiced the channeling technique, isn't it clear that people who have not practiced can't win even in the same realm?" ”

"Look at Zilong, he has already reached the point of the middle stage of the second rate, and he has faintly touched the appearance of the late stage, which is much taller than me, and it is more than enough to deal with this group of people."

However, he no longer looks like a hanger, after all, five people V and one person are not a superposition of combat power, but a doubling of combat power.

What's more, it is cold and snowy, and if the horse stumbles and is defeated by the other party, it will be too wronged. It is not impossible that even if you are not careful, you will capsize in the gutter and lose your life.

If Zhao Yun wants to clean up Sang Yun, in a one-on-one situation, he will definitely be able to capture him alive without twenty moves.

Of course, he never made a dead move, after all, long-term intelligence has shown that this Sang clan has never dealt with the Han people, even the Goguryeo people are the first to strike.

For such a tribe, Zhao Yun himself is not a person who devours and kills, and he can't do it at all.

It's been a long time since he's been fighting happily, and every time he sets a trap for Sang Yun, he sees that he gets in, and the three guns and a mace next to him will come up desperately to stir up.

Moreover, the five of them have grown up together since childhood, and they have a high degree of tacit understanding with each other, even if there is no formation that cooperates with each other, when they are gathered, they can burst out with the energy of almost second-rate martial artists.

But is it longer than the breath? Zhao Yun smiled and threw himself into the battle.

Martial artists who have practiced the channeling technique are not afraid of consumption at all, as long as there is internal qi support in the body, the muscles will not be damaged at most fatigue.

His guns are like the wind, and they go straight to everyone's vital point.

When I watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in my previous life, I always said that the master had some kind of Hundred Birds Chaofeng marksmanship, but it was Luo Guanzhong who came to deceive the readers, and also said that Zhao Yun himself created a seven-probe snake gun, which was purely YY.

First of all, Tong Yuan himself is a person who came out of the battlefield, and he pays attention to actual combat skills, and every shot will save the enemy.

Secondly, in this era, there are no routines described in novels at all.

The bug of the channeling technique gives the cultivators a very big advantage, whether it is strength or endurance, and the martial artist who relies on muscle strength alone does not know how many streets.

The six of them were like marquees on the spot, and after a while, Zhao Yun actually arrived in the direction of the northern Goguryeo camp gate, fighting, but turned back again.

"Who can win?" Xu Shu's cultivation is to strengthen his body, he used to hold a sword, and he was handsome most of the times, and he didn't even dare to show the atmosphere.

"Zilong has won." Tai Shi Ci smiled bitterly and shook his head, when someone pressed the formation, he could also deal with these five people.

Alas, it seems that after this battle, his martial arts will be pulled down by him for a long time.

After Tai Shici finished speaking, his eyes flickered, thinking about how he would deal with such a situation.

Not only them, but Qi Man and Qi Chen led a group of Xianbei generals, one by one, they couldn't take their eyes off and were terrified.

Sometimes, it was clear that the opponent's weapon was coming straight at Zhao Yun's vital point, and it was still behind him.

Who knew that in the blink of an eye, he was like having eyes in the back, skillfully avoiding it, and he could also use his strength to turn the opponent's attack into invisible, and the outstretched weapon became an obstacle for others.

Ji Man has seen Zhang Fei fight, that guy is simply overwhelming people with force, and he swept over with one shot, and even Qingba, who was on par with his martial arts, was directly swept off his waist without parrying, and then killed with one shot.

Maybe his father Qu Du was reluctant when he surrendered, but he himself raised his hands in favor.

Warriors, only by following such a strong man can he find the way forward.

Later, he learned that everyone in the Zhao family had practiced the channeling technique, and his wish changed, hoping that one day he could also gain the favor of Zhao Sangongzi.

It was not until this moment that Zhu Man was convinced, no wonder even cattle like Zhang Fei and Huang Zhong were willing to be with Zhao Yun.

It was so exciting, he had never seen such a thrilling and pleasing battle.

Zhao Yun's strength seems to never run out, no matter whose weapon it is, as long as it comes into contact with his weapon, even if it is Sang Yun with the highest force value, the weapon will be bounced off immediately.

Gradually, Tai Shici found that the speed of the five people was a little slower, and he clenched his fists tightly, how good it would be to go up by himself.

Zhao Yun, who was in the midst of this, was naturally aware of this.

His spear slammed into Sangzhi's eyes, and sure enough, the speed of the four weapons slowed down for a moment.

It's fun, Zhao Yun's heart was full of playfulness, and he suddenly remembered the Dugu Nine Swords in Jin Dada's novel that he had read in his previous life, and he was the last to come, so he stood there and let the other party attack.

Naturally, often their weapons changed direction, and they were pushed away by Zhao Yun's gun, but they didn't attack, waiting for the next person to attack.

Naturally, there is not so much time on the battlefield, and the real situation, in the future generations, there is a pause of about 0.5 seconds almost every time, watching the movements of the five brothers of the Sang family become more and more overwhelming.

Among them, the one with the greatest loss is naturally Sang Yun, who has been under the most pressure, his wheezing sound can be heard, and his body is like steam.

That's the end of it, the goal is almost achieved. Zhao Yun thought in his heart, the gun in his hand suddenly swept on Sangzhi's mace, this time he took the initiative to attack.

With a bang, the stick collided with Sang Zhou's gun, and the two of them were in a hurry.

No matter how Zhao Yun entangled, the tip of the spear appeared in Sang Qing's chest again, frightening him to turn the horse's head.

At this moment, he did not hesitate, and the gun in his hand smashed down on Sang Yun's head with the momentum of Mount Tai.

This guy is quite distressed today, and the kung fu that has been concealed for so long has been exposed, and it will no longer be easy to hide in the future.

There was no way, Sang Yun had to raise his gun and lift it up.

How could Zhao Yun give him a chance to waste time? The gun in his hand was like a living one, and the next moment he appeared under the opponent's gun and gently picked it up, and the gun immediately took off his hand and flew into the sky.

The other four people only reacted at this moment and exclaimed in surprise.

Before they could take any further measures, the tip of Zhao Yun's spear appeared on Sang Duo's forehead. (To be continued.) )