After Meng Tian gathered his momentum to the peak, he let out a loud roar, and then saw him move his horse's belly between his legs, and the spear pointed forward, and suddenly turned into a black light and rushed forward.

On the tip of the gun, a sinister aura emanated, and its color was like ink, wrapped around the body of the gun, making people daunting.

Ying Zheng stood on the high platform and nodded, Meng Tian's shot was not a problem to wear gold cracked stones.

Especially the breath of blood, as if fighting from thousands of troops, one person and one horse, let people see the beacon fire, wolf smoke, corpses and sea of blood.

The guards around them also kept applauding in their hearts, the Meng family is worthy of being a general for generations, and the people and horses are one, this shot makes them dazzle, and they can't help but guess how many rounds the white-armored general who fights against General Meng can last.

"It's good to come!"

Jing Zhou's right leg kicked the horse's belly, stepped on the snow and sensed it, neighed, and galloped away as a streamer.

The spear was dragged to the ground by him, crackling, and in an instant a burst of sparks sparked on the ground, and the sparks followed the spear like lightning.

There were two figures, one black and one white, but in the blink of an eye, they crossed a distance of a hundred zhang.

The spear in Jing Zhou's hand instantly stabbed out from top to bottom, the spear was like a dragon, the tip of the spear trembled sharply, piercing the air, and making a blasting sound.

This shot came and went invisibly, without a trace, as if it had never appeared, only an explosion sounded, falling in Meng Tian's ears, just like a spring thunder.

"What a fast gun!"

From this shot, Meng Tian smelled the breath of death.

This shot was so fast that Meng Tian's eyes widened, and he didn't have time to think about it, relying on his extraordinary experience, he struggled to raise the gun in front of him.

"Bell!"

A loud bang spread out in all directions, and the two guns intersected, and the fireworks flew everywhere, dazzling to the extreme.

The evil qi that Meng Tian's spear tip had originally gathered into a ball, but after a huge shock, it actually had a tendency to scatter.

Then there was a crisp sound of "Kachaka Rub", and I saw Meng Tian sit down on the black horse, neigh, and smash the stone slab that was more than three inches thick.

The great pain came from the tiger's mouth, Meng Tian's heart sank, the secret path was not good, the force from the gun was a few points stronger than he expected, if the other party stabbed a few more shots at this time, the gun in his hand was afraid to come out of his hand.

Suddenly, the sun was covered by a black shadow, and the huge force from the gun disappeared, Meng Tian breathed a sigh of relief and rode his horse forward.

Although Ying Zheng is not Meng Tian, he can't feel the terrifying power, but he sees it with relish, as if there are thousands of troops in front of him, and he said with amazement: "It turns out that Mr. This horse fighting technique is also extraordinary, and he can be equal to Meng Tian." ”

Ying Zheng's words came into Gai Nie's ears word for word, Gai Nie shook his head slightly, half of his face covered by green silk was slightly low, a pair of eyes were like clear water, becoming brighter and brighter, and his eyes fell on the white horse in front of the hall through a few strands of hair on his forehead.

Jing Zhou turned his horse's head, looked at Meng Tian from afar, and nodded with a smile.

With the shot just now, he roughly guessed Meng Tian's arm strength and also figured out his strength.

Since Xiaoao began, every time he crossed his youth, he would become a little smaller, especially when he first crossed from Xiaoao to Yitian, his body became a little bigger than a baby.

But after each crossing, his body seems to be tempered again, and his strength is greater and greater, at this time, after several crossings, coupled with the dragon elephant Praruo Gong to this world, he has already been cultivated to the top level, and the strength on Jingzhou's arms at this time has long been no less than a thousand catties.

Although Meng Tian is extraordinary, he is afraid that he will not last long under the huge force of thousands of catties, if Meng Tian is defeated with one shot and the face of the future pillar of the empire is swept away, it will not be beautiful.

Besides, this time it was a competition, and he had a new BMW magic soldier, if Meng Tian was defeated too quickly, wouldn't it be boring?

The soldiers on the high wall looked at each other, but they didn't expect that the white-armored young general could fight with General Meng without falling behind.

If they hadn't remembered their duty, the volley of the prancing horse just now almost made them shout.

At that moment, many people guessed how many rounds it would take for General Meng and the silver-armored young general to divide the victory.

The intersection of the two horses is a combination, and now that they are together, they can't see anything, it seems that the two are chess opponents!

"Drive!"

"General Meng, let's come again!"

"Good!"

In the blink of an eye, the two horses were staggered together.

Jing Zhou had four guns on one horse, and all kinds of marksmanship were in his hands.

In the world of Yitian, after Mingjiao won the world, whether it was the Yang family gun or the Yue family gun, all the famous marksmanship in the world was collected by him in the palace, and then he added his martial arts perception to it, and the marksmanship at this time was used by him, which can be described as a family of its own, exquisite.

"What a subtle marksmanship!"

Meng Tian sighed, did not dare to slack off in his heart, and swung the spear in his hand to the extreme.

"Bell"

Three more shots.

Of these three shots, Meng Tian obviously felt that the power on the tip of Jingzhou's gun was much smaller, and although he was difficult to receive, he took them all.

"Okay, come again!"

Although Gai Nie was standing in the main hall, he watched all the fights between the two people in the field.

On the other day, he clearly saw that Meng Tian's arms first trembled slightly, and then his breathing was chaotic, and the hind legs of the black horse that sat down were a little curled, and from Jing Zhou's shot, he did not feel the slightest fluctuation of internal force.

"What a strong force! That shot Ao Qing was afraid that he didn't use all his strength at all, and with the strength of his body, he could suppress Meng Tian and couldn't lift the gun! ”

"If you take that shot by yourself, although you can do it, you will inevitably suffer a dark loss."

Gai Nie suddenly thought of a prisoner named Shengqi he had captured a few days ago.

The man was armed with a giant sword, and it was also a huge force, extremely powerful, and it was easy to open mountains and crack rocks, destroy bridges and trees.

If it weren't for the fact that his internal strength was better than Shengqi's, and he avoided his edge and attacked him unprepared, if he wanted to capture Shengqi, I am afraid it would be impossible at all.

"Dongdong Dong"

"Dongdong Dong"

The drums of war were constantly beating, and they rang one after another, making people's blood boil.

The horses neighed, the cloaks fluttered, and the competition between the two gave birth to a feeling that thousands of troops and horses were fighting.

"Shihe"

"Thirty Combinations"

"Fifty in"

The soldiers around kept counting the number of rounds between the two of them in their hearts, and they couldn't imagine that the silver-armored young general could be fifty times with General Meng!

At this time, Meng Tian was sweating profusely, his arms felt like they were filled with lead, extremely heavy, his palms were cracked, his ten fingers were numb, and the gun in his hand seemed to fall off.

Since he entered the battlefield at the age of twelve, he has encountered more than 20 battles, but he has never met someone with excellent marksmanship and amazing strength like Jing Zhou. It seems that it is not the mountain ghost of the Yin and Yang family who fights with him, but a invincible warrior who is invincible.

Meng Tian looked at it from afar, and saw that Jing Zhou was still as calm as he was at the beginning, and even his breath had not changed, at this time, he didn't know where he was, the person in front of him was afraid that he would let himself from the beginning, otherwise how could the two of them fight to fifty!

In an instant, Meng Tian thought of Wu Anjun Baiqi, who had been invincible, invincible, invincible, and slaughtered millions of people in the territory.

Meng Tian only thought about it for a moment, and the silver figure arrived with a gun.

"Bell"

The two guns intersected, Meng Tian's arm shook, and the gun in his hand flew straight out, inserted three zhang away, the cold air was fierce, and the tip of the gun nearly two feet long was against his throat.

Unexpectedly, General Meng lost this battle, and the soldiers watching were dumbfounded, and they couldn't help but wonder who the young general who defeated General Meng was.

"The last general is not an opponent, thank you for the mercy of the national teacher!"

Jing Zhou took back the spear, threw it on the weapon rack casually, and said with a smile: "This time I fought with General Meng, Qing Ye was very happy, and I would like to thank General Meng for his action." ”

Meng Tian arched his hand forward, keeping this feeling in his heart, and his admiration for the national teacher in front of him went to the next level.

The two turned over and dismounted and came to the palace, only to see that at this time, there was an extra teenager beside Yingzheng.

The young man was dressed in white, clean and neat, his face was like white jade, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and he had the air of a humble gentleman.

Ying Zheng slapped his palm a few times and said: "Mr. not only has the cultivation of yin and yang art reached an extremely advanced level, but the martial arts of rushing and killing in front of this battle are also extraordinary, and the two of you have opened the widow's eyes." ”

Meng Tian immediately bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty praises you, Meng Tian is ashamed and dare not be." ”

Since the Yin and Yang family defected to the empire, Ying Zheng has attached great importance to the people of the Yin and Yang family, and Meng Tian was not surprised in the past, but after seeing the ability of the national teacher in front of him, he can know the power of the Yin and Yang family!

Meng Tian then turned around and saluted, and said to the white-clothed young man beside Ying Zheng: "Meng Tian has seen His Royal Highness!" ”

The young man waved his hand and smiled: "General Meng doesn't have to be polite!" ”

"Presumably this is Gongzi Fusu", Jing Zhou glanced at the young boy twice and guessed his identity.

At this time, although Fusu was still young, his gentlemanly spirit was fully revealed.

"This is the most qualified heir of the empire, he loves the people like a son, and appeases the remnants of the six countries with gentle means, if Fusu inherits the throne, how can it lead to the death of the second emperor."

"The Ancient God Emperor"

Fusu this person is very convincing in terms of character, means or mind, and the trip to the little sage village, he led people to discuss with Confucianism with a sword, that is, he beat Confucianism, so that Confucianism was completely happy and convinced, and gave Confucianism face and opportunities.

If it weren't for the fact that Fusu had no real power in his hands, Confucianism would probably be able to enter the court soon.

Jing Zhou thought about it for a while, and then heard an extremely soft voice: "Fusu has seen the national teacher." ”

With both hands arched, Jing Zhou returned the salute: "I've seen the son." ”

Ying Zheng was also extremely satisfied with his eldest son, and immediately introduced: "This is my eldest son, Fusu, before the two of you competed, the drums shook the sky, but it attracted him. ”

Jing Zhou said with a smile: "It turned out to be His Royal Highness Fusu, I often hear the name of the son, and when I saw it today, I realized that the rumors were not credible, and the son was three points better than the rumors." ”

Fusu said humbly: "The national teacher praises falsely, Fusu is ashamed and dare not be... ”