Both the Northern Tang and Southern Wu people stayed away from the two of them, as if they were afraid that their souls would be hit hard.

The endless cold burst out, and the spear trembled with a storm invisible to the naked eye.

Guan Kuo's body left the horse's back, raised the knife in both hands, and slashed down with a thunderous force.

"Khooth!"

A series of sparks were rubbed out, and for a moment everyone around them couldn't help but close their eyes.

The collision of the two weapons seemed to produce an astonishing temperature, and the surrounding air was emitting a strange "hiss" sound.

The two horsemen staggered by, and the oncoming Northern Tang Iron Cavalry and Iron Horse Army retreated in panic again.

It can be seen that the surrounding Northern Tang Iron Cavalry are all Wei Bai's troops, one of them is confident in Wei Bai's strength, and the other is in awe of each other, when Wei Bai decided to kill Guan Kuo with his own hands, they all chose not to help.

In the first confrontation, Guan Kuo looked at Wei Bai differently, he had faced many generals, some of whom were higher than Wei Bai's military rank, but Wei Bai's strength was in the forefront of this, he was just a riding general, in fact, it was a bit overkill.

It's no wonder that Wei Bai's personality is uninhibited and so calm, this may be the legendary artist who is bold.

Wei Bai turned the horse's head, and under the iron mask was a smile that had found the object of fun:

"Guan Kuo, who is rumored to have become very strong?"

It is a question sentence, with some contempt and disdain, and the emotion represented is extreme questioning or even denial.

He admits that he found that Guan Kuo's strength was extraordinary in the first encounter, but he felt that it was nothing more than that.

"The finch has changed its wide wings, and after all, it is just a small finch, so you can't really think that you are an eagle, right?"

The combat effectiveness of the Northern Tang Iron Cavalry here was terrifying, and the Iron Horse Army was gradually suppressed, so the Southern Wu army retreated slightly, and Guan Kuo fell into a large number of Northern Tang Iron Cavalry.

These are the cavalry of the Northern Tang Dynasty and Northern Xinjiang, Wei Bai's subordinates, when they heard Wei Bai's words, they rushed forward to kill, and laughed a few times to show their mockery of Guan Kuo.

Those people swept past from a distance and did not approach him, Guan Kuo sneered, and did not take it seriously.

He and Wuji had already turned their heads and were facing Wei Bai on the back of a high-spirited armored war horse a few feet away.

"You are wrong," he said, "and when the finch has changed its wide wings, then he has been transformed, and he is no longer a farrow, but an eagle, and he is an eagle." ”

"You can see that you are still very confident."

I can't see the expression under Wei Bai's iron mask, but it should be very playful when I think about it.

"Then see how long it will take me to kill you, the eagle." His voice was raised, and he shook his spear, and pointed at Jiutian from afar, and then the tip of the spear fell, although it was so far away, Guan Kuo still felt that it was pointing at his nose.

Wei Bai is a guy who likes to scold people in a special way, that is Guan Kuo's evaluation of him, this person is not only careless, but also full of anger.

Guan Kuo didn't feel the slightest anger because of the other party's almost provocative posture, he silently used his whole body breath and pushed it on top of Qin Kill. Feeling the terrifying power that gave him stability, his heart became more and more relaxed.

Wei Bai is a very strong opponent, but he is not his opponent yet, and he understands this very well.

The battle around him continued, and he deflected the blade slightly, and without a trace, he seemed to feel something, and moved very tacitly.

The horse-made Lu was fast, a distance of a few zhang, but he rushed out of the spirit of running thousands of miles.

"I can't help myself." Wei Bai said lightly, and did not urge the war horse to move forward, but the strength of his whole body was pressed to the front of the riding spear, and it could be seen that he was ready to wait for Guan Kuo's arrival, and then defeat the other party completely, in order to seek eternal shock.

Guan Kuo was getting closer and closer to him.

There was a faint sound of wind and thunder, which was an invisible force.

The originally relaxed expression under Wei Bai's iron mask turned serious, and he felt the surging killing power, and he unwillingly realized that it was a foolish thing to despise the other party.

Guan Kuo raised Qin to kill.

Suddenly there was a flash of golden light.

The brilliant light brought a large exclamation.

Few people here have seen the golden light shining and invincible, but the fear of the golden light seems to come from the depths of the soul.

Fortunately, Guan Kuo has not yet obtained the essence of the golden light, he can only exert its god, but not its soul.

Wei Bai was stimulated by the dazzling golden light and closed his eyes.

He didn't panic, it was the ancient well that had been brought about by years of fighting.

But there was a slight wind in front of you.

His heart pounded, and he realized that Guan Kuo's attack was unexpectedly fast.

He didn't open his eyes, for he could perceive the golden light penetrating through his eyelids, and the blinding light had not yet completely dissipated.

An instinct made him raise his gun and make a move, which was to block in the direction he felt.

"Bang!"

He really touched Qin Slash's blade, but the huge impact force shook him to the point of a surge of qi and blood in his abdomen, and he almost spurted blood in one mouthful.

This guy is a cow, right? At this moment, such a complaint flashed through his mind.

But he knew very well about the battle of life and death, so he couldn't think too much about it and slow down his body, he quickly held the gun in both hands according to the judgment and went to get rid of Qin Kill.

"Brush"

The spear pulled out a silver semicircle, without any force, and under the iron mask, he was slightly stunned.

Immediately after, two words sounded in his heart: "Not good! ”

He knew very well that this meant that he hadn't resisted Qin Kill at all, so at this moment, where was Qin Kill's blade?

He seemed to feel a chill in his neck, and goosebumps rose.

A kind of survival ** made him turn his head sideways and open his eyes at the same time.

Qin Kill's blade reflected an intoxicating brilliance in the sunlight, sticking to the skin on his neck, and just brushed it over.

The intense pain irritated his soul, and with it, a few drops of blood were brought out.

"Almost......" he heard Guan Kuo mutter.

The matter between life and death, Guan Kuo's understatement made a huge sense of anger in his heart, and he felt that this was one of the greatest shames in this life.

Ignoring the increasing amount of blood spilling from his neck, he violently shot Guan Kuo sideways.

In fact, he didn't understand that the gap between his helmet, iron mask and iron armor was very small, what kind of precision could make Guan Kuo cut into that gap without destroying those three things, what kind of terrible eyesight and action was required!? Fupin Chinese