The generals were defeated again and again, and Wang Baoyu only had Fan Jinqiang as the trump card in his hands, if Fan Jinqiang could not win, he could only order a strong attack, relying on the advantage of troops, so that Jian Zheng would succumb.

Jian is so strong in kung fu, Fan Jinqiang naturally will not underestimate it, while he is carefully guarded, at the same time, the iron rod in his hand turned into a large cloud of pitch-black light and shadow, and attacked Jian Ji.

Jian Ju did not dodge, and once again used the silver gun to connect the iron rod, and after a dense sound, Jian Ju's face changed color slightly, and the force from his hand immediately made him aware of this powerful general who was the same as him and was born with divine power.

Jian Ju didn't dare to slack off, and the silver spear in his hand probed forward in an orderly manner, turning into a few points of silver light, forming an amazing silver chain, which writhed like lightning and attacked Fan Jinqiang.

Everyone present was amazed, Jian Ju's marksmanship had made it perfect and superb. Fan Jinqiang was in danger, calmly responded to the battle, and danced wildly with an iron rod, dissolving all the dozens of moves that Jian Zhi had attacked in a row.

Compared with Fan Jinqiang, Cao Zhang's and Wenpin's kung fu are not too different, why is Fan Jinqiang able to deal with it more than that? This is also a bit unexpected by Wang Baoyu, the reason why Fan Jinqiang was sent is because of his extraordinary endurance and eyesight, could it be that the kung fu of a good brother has also improved by leaps and bounds in a short period of time?

Jian Ju was blocked by Fan Jinqiang several times with all his strength, and his hand slowed down, but Fan Jinqiang took the opportunity to attack, and the iron rod turned into a black shield in an instant. Jian Ju couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then the silver spear swept away, hitting the iron rod that suddenly stretched out in Fan Jinqiang's black light, swinging it away.

Fan Jinqiang dared to be surprised, but he didn't expect Jian Ju to easily recognize his tried and tested tricks, but at this time, Jian Ju was even more surprised, and asked urgently: "A hundred birds and a phoenix!" Are you a disciple of the Gun King Tong Yuan? ”

"I just learned a trick from a friend, come, you and I will fight again!" Fan Jinqiang refused to give up, brandished an iron rod and attacked again.

"It is not difficult to hear from Jian Ju's words that he may be the true legend of the Gun King." Xu Shu said with understanding.

"No wonder it's so powerful, how many apprentices has the Gun King accepted?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"As far as I know, there are only two people, Zhao Yun and Zhang Xiu, and maybe there are other disciples, and outsiders don't know about it!" Xu Shu said.

The answer is revealed, most of Fan Jinqiang's current stick skills are transformed from the marksmanship taught by Zhao Yun, which is not difficult to understand why Fan Jinqiang alone can seem to deal with Jian Ji with ease, because it is almost the same kind of kung fu.

On the battlefield, Fan Jinqiang and Jian were seemingly evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish victory or defeat for a while, and soon hundreds of moves passed, and neither of them had any breath, and their bodies were amazing.

Cao Zhang and Wen Ping's faces are not good-looking, how powerful they are on weekdays, you see Fan Jinqiang, a rising star, after only a few battles, he can be evenly matched with Jane.

No matter how good-looking the battle is, it can't stand up to always watching, the soldiers are a little tired of watching, and their palms are a little itchy, and they can't wait for Wang Baoyu to give an order immediately to cover up and kill the past together, simply and quickly!

I don't know if it was because the Howling Horse was upset or uncomfortable, it suddenly let out a neigh, which was much less intense than usual, but the white horse under Jane's crotch was so frightened that it jumped on all fours, and simply threw Jane under the horse.

Then, as if he had seen a ghost, the white horse immediately turned around and ran back alone.

Fan Jinqiang was riding on a horse, and he had a clear advantage, and Jian Ju had a rare hint of timidity on his face. Now was the perfect time to defeat Jian Ji, but Fan Jinqiang jumped off the horse very righteously, and moved his feet to attack Jian Ji.

Jian Ju admired Fan Jinqiang's righteousness, arched his hand slightly, immediately waved the silver spear, and fought with Fan Jinqiang again.

It was an astonishing sight, Fan Jinqiang and Jian were moving at a speed like wind across the earth, running from one end of the battlefield to the other, and back from the other.

When Wang Baoyu first met Fan Jinqiang, he took a fancy to his foot strength, and Jian Ju enjoyed the reputation of chasing the tiger king in Buyeo.

"Good kung fu!" Jian Ju praised.

"You're running fast!" Fan Jinqiang replied.

"Haha, you're not slower than me, another day, you and I, go to chase the tiger and the wolf, it's really fast!" Jane laughed.

Jian Ju and Fan Jinqiang sympathized with each other, and they actually became friends, and the original life-and-death struggle has become a real martial arts exchange.

Suddenly, Fan Jinqiang's movements slowed down, he held the iron rod with both hands, and used the iron rod as a knife, using it as a strange move.

The action is not as fast as just now, just like playing Tai Chi, not in a hurry or slow, there is no false trick. But every time Jian Ju attacked strongly, Fan Jinqiang could always use the opponent's strength to retreat as advance, and counterattack with the body of the gun, which made Jian Ju confused for a while.

"What kind of exercise is this?" Jane asked in astonishment.

"I don't know!"

"Inconvenient to say?"

"It's not, I learned it occasionally in a cave." Fan Jinqiang said truthfully.

"It's amazing! Look at the moves! Jian Ju was amazed, and a silver spear skyrocketed, stabbing Fan Jinqiang's face cleanly.

Fan Jinqiang was still calm, raised the golden hoop stick to block, but leaned back along the opponent's strength, the golden hoop stick led the silver gun to the body, and when Fan Jinqiang straightened his waist again, Jian Ju was surprised to find that between one strong and one weak, the other party not only resolved the attack, but the golden hoop stick had reached his face at some point.

Jian Ju hurriedly jumped a few steps to dodge and exclaimed, "Could this be the Xuanwu Sword Technique?" ”

"Hey, I don't know!" Fan Jinqiang smiled, and the iron rod suddenly struck the moon in the sea, picked it up, and went straight to Jian Ji's chest.

Jian Ju hurriedly pressed down with the gun, but Fan Jinqiang's hand suddenly turned around, and with the strength of the gun, he hit Jian Ju's knee.

It is conceivable that if this hit Jian Zheng, this leg must be wasted and become lame, but Fan Jinqiang did not do that, and the head of the iron rod stopped at a distance of three centimeters from Jian's knee.

Jian Ju was stunned for a moment, then threw away the silver spear, and said with a sincere face: "Jian Ju is willing to bow down!" ”

Fan Jinqiang also arched his hand at Jian Ju, said a concession, ran over and jumped on the wind chasing horse, turned around and returned to the formation.

"Master, what kind of Xuanwu sword technique?" The Flying Cloud Rat couldn't suppress his curiosity and came over to inquire.

"How did I know that this set of kung fu is usually used to strengthen the body." Fan Jinqiang waved his hand.