Chapter Eighty-Three: The Bronze Rod and Iron Halberd (New Books for Collection, Recommendation)
Deng Biao also laughed, rode a war horse, and greeted him:
"Bandits? Hahaha, I think you are really tired of being crooked, dare to rob us, we can all be your ancestors......"
"Deng Biao, don't talk to them......"
Yan Qinghua saw that Deng Biao, a brainless guy, almost revealed his old bottom, and hurriedly reminded!
The big black man with the tiger's back let out a strange laugh:
"I don't care who you are, the king of heaven Lao Tzu passes by here, and you have to leave half of your things, otherwise no one will want to leave"
"I think you should leave your head first, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people and doing something good!"
Deng Biao was furious, his legs clamped the horse's belly under his crotch, the war horse was in pain, and rushed over, his arms were rounded, and the long-handled war knife in his hand was a heavy blow from top to bottom.
Deng Biao's martial arts are not the best among the thieves in Tsing Yi, but he is also the number one in the row, and he followed Su Jun through life and death experience again and again, coupled with his extraordinary strength, this knife carried a thunderous might, and roared through the air.
The big black man didn't panic at all, he stood in place and didn't dodge, and when the war knife was about to cut his head, he raised the dragon stick with one arm to block.
I only heard the sound of the metal weapons of "Dang Chang Chang", and then I saw the vigorous war horse raising its four hooves, and Deng Biao and the horse were overturned to the ground heavily.
Deng Biao rode on the horse, which was already dominant, even so, the moment the weapons of the two sides collided, Deng Biao still flew out, just imagine, how much strength this black man has.
Seeing that the other party was on his back, he didn't leave Deng Biao a chance to react, so he stepped forward and raised the cooked copper prisoner dragon stick and smashed it down in front of Deng Biao.
If this copper stick is smashed, let alone live, it is estimated that Deng Biao's head will be as miserable as a watermelon raised high and falling to the ground.
Fast, it's too fast, so fast that even the others don't have time to react, this stick has arrived, and Deng Biao can clearly feel the wind that comes with the dragon stick.
"My life is over, it's a pity that so many exotic big girls and little daughters-in-law are so unwilling, Lao Tzu is really unwilling......"
At the critical moment, Su Jun quickly pulled out the short dagger on his waist, shook his hand and skimmed it out, the trajectory of the short dagger flying and the head of the black man were about to overlap.
The big black man with a tiger's back can smash Deng Biao's head to pieces, but he can't avoid the result of being pierced by a hidden weapon.
At this time, it was too late to retract the strength, the big black man could only turn the direction, and smashed the cooked copper prison dragon stick to the side of the fallen war horse, while avoiding the dagger, only to hear the sound of "poof", the livestock lying on the ground, was smashed into two by the waist, the war horse struggled unwillingly a few times, and finally died.
"Huh? My dear mother."
Deng Biao found that blood was splashed everywhere on the side, and his head was still there, so he hurriedly rolled a lazy donkey, staggered to his feet, and ran desperately to his side.
It wasn't until he returned to his home camp that Deng Biao had time to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and escaped death.
If it weren't for Su Ye's timely action at the critical moment, his fate would probably not be as good as that dead animal.
In front of him, Deng Biao fled in the wilderness, and the black man did not chase after him, pointing at the officers and soldiers in the same place, and scolded:
"With your little ability, you are also worthy of being called a garrison? In addition to oppressing the good people, what else can they do? When did you encounter a barbarian army that was not this virtue? ”
"Hey, I'll go"
Su Jun who is a thief has seen a lot, but when he is a thief, he can still be so arrogant, and after winning the battle, he began to insult the official army, this kind of person is really rare, Su Jun was just about to turn over and dismount, and Gao Mengteng stood up.
"Master Su, don't move, leave this guy to me, and watch me clean him up"
Gao Meng pulled out the iron halberd, and came to the big black man in three steps and two steps, and the sound sounded like a bell that shook the sky:
"Ugly, stupid big man, you did it just now, grandpa doesn't take advantage of you, let you rest for a while, it's not too late for us to fight"
Gao Meng opened his mouth to speak, and Yan Qinghua and the others behind him were all laughing, not for anything else, Gao Meng himself was an ugly and black fierce man, and now he scolded others like this, which made people sound like they always had a feeling of bringing themselves in.
"Ahh
Deng Biao was furious, and he was about to go down to compare and compare when he picked up the knife, but was dragged back by Lu Shun on the side.
Su Jun also felt very interesting when he looked at these two people, since he came to this world, he really hasn't met an opponent who can be called Gao Meng in the real sense, even if he is brave and brave, but the strength and martial arts are far from comparable, today, Gao Meng seems to have really met an opponent.
The same ugly-looking black man, the same tiger-backed bear waist nine-foot-tall little giant, the two of them were like two hills, standing in place and glaring at each other, even if they hadn't fought yet, everyone was full of expectations for them.
Fierce gods against evil!
Iron Peerless Halberd against Cooked Copper Prison Dragon Stick!
Who is strong and who is weak???
Gao Meng's eyes suddenly shot out a fine light, and he couldn't help it, raised the iron peerless halberd in his hand, and slashed at the black man's chest, without a trace of fancy, it was simply a slash that exerted his power to the extreme.
The green tendons on the black man's head moved, and he wanted to try the strength of the other side, but he didn't dodge, and put the cooked copper prison dragon stick across his chest with both hands, ready to take the halberd hard, and with a sonorous sound, a huge impact force burst out a series of sparks.
At this moment, Gao Meng felt the tiger's mouth numb, and his hands holding the iron halberd couldn't help but tremble lightly a few times, of course, the black man didn't get the slightest benefit, and he stepped back a few steps.
"Okay, although you look ugly, you are a good man"
The big black man stabilized his figure, and when the two ugly ghosts laughed at each other, they actually felt a little sympathetic to each other.
"Come Again"
"Okay, come again, who instigates whose grandson"
Gao Meng also took off the armor on his body, the powerful muscles and muscles burst out, the two iron peerless halberds had the momentum of thunder, but the black man was not afraid, and the cooked copper prison dragon stick with a thick bowl mouth was like a sea god needle in his hand, always blocking the double halberd.
Just like a killer whale encountering a great white shark, the fight is difficult to solve, no one obeys anyone, but who has no choice but to whom, two people from the sun three poles to the sun is about to set, the garrison and thieves on the side from the beginning of the dumbfounded, to the later double eyelid fight, these two people are too good to fight.
"If we continue to fight like this, when will we be able to distinguish the results? It's better for us to punch one person, no one is allowed to dodge, see who can kill who first, what do you say about the idea of the Sprinkle family? ”
The big black man suddenly jumped out of the circle and put away the dragon stick in his hand, probably thinking that it was too boring to fight like this, and thinking that he had thought of a brilliant idea.
"Okay, it's up to you, it's so difficult that my boss will be afraid that you won't succeed?"
Gao Meng was also hot-tempered, and said not to be outdone.