Zeng Tanlang took a step back, looked up at the sky, and said loudly: "Okay, this golden-haired brother is not welcome here, and the redundant faction of the right sect is here, and he will retire in the next place." ”

Seeing that he was leaving, the Marquis of Jinzhou hurriedly said: "Zeng Gongzi stays!" turned to Han Poison Dragon and said: "General Han, if we get the help of the Bloodthirsty Sect, the chances of winning against the Yan and Gan thieves will be greatly increased, and if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, this..."

Han Poison Long glared at the Marquis of Jinzhou for a long time, as if he didn't believe that this person could say this. Since the two brothers took refuge in the Marquis of Jinzhou, they can be said to be loyal to their duties, and the Marquis of Jinzhou is also very courteous to the two of them, and the warriors of the rivers and lakes attach great importance to face, but they did not expect that the Marquis of Jinzhou would humiliate himself today because of this gentleman's understatement.

Seeing this situation, although the onlookers did not speak, they also felt that Jinzhou Hou's actions were inappropriate.

He turned his gaze to Zeng Tanlang and shouted: "The surname is Zeng, you and I are both martial artists, you should set a level according to your own ability, and there is a kind of battle with Master Han for three hundred rounds! If you win, I will carry you into the hall as a horse!"

Zeng Tanlang sneered and said, "That son will play with you." He took out the green knife from his waist, pointed the tip of the knife at Zeng Tanlang, and said, "Come on." ”

Han Poison Dragon didn't say much, his arms swayed, so that one hand "split plum blossom gun", the golden gun divided several spear heads, and pierced Zeng Tanlang at the same time.

Zeng Tanlang raised his knife to resist, and the two fought together. Han Poison Dragon knew that the treasure clothes worn by the other party had bloodthirsty demon magic, and the sharp spear head stabbed towards the opponent's door one after another. And Zeng Tanlang's boots are inlaid with wind stones, and there are treasure clothes to protect his body, plus his green knife is also a powerful artifact, after thirty rounds, he will not show his defeat.

As soon as the thirty rounds passed, Han Poison Dragon raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and his marksmanship became fierce, turning into a long dragon when he moved, dancing around Zeng Tanlang, and at the same time, there was a golden light in the air that kept falling, hitting Zeng Tanlang like a torrential rain.

Zeng Tanlang was under the fierce attacks of his opponent round after round, and he was gradually in a hurry, and he couldn't parry.

Many of the warriors and soldiers who were watching were friendly with the two heroes of the golden gun, and when they saw that Han Poison Dragon had the upper hand, they cheered one after another.

Zeng Tanlang glanced at it and saw that Hui Jia was watching the battle situation, thinking that in front of the beauty, he couldn't lose face no matter what, so he sneered at the moment: "Golden retriever puppy, look at how the prince plucks out your dog hair!" threw the green knife into the air, and with a long roar, the green mang burst out, like a mountain torrent, and the momentum was terrifying.

Han Poison Dragon was hit by the green mang, jumped backwards, swung the golden gun, and was about to go straight into the middle palace, when a blue light rushed into his chest. He blocked the frame with a horizontal gun, and his chest was smashed hard as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his blood and qi surged, and Tengteng took three steps back.

The blue light retreated into the distance, standing still, and everyone saw that it was a giant python, flying in the air, with horns on its head and a red mark between its eyes, which had a divine and majestic atmosphere more than ordinary pythons.

The ghost said worriedly: "What kind of spirit beast is this?" There was a faint doubt in his tone.

Cao Wudao said: "Qinglian Dragon Python." It is said that this beast has dragon blood, which is very rare, and this kid's skills are limited, and it is definitely not something he can ambush himself. ”

The ghost said worriedly: "The Jiao of the Nine Abysses is also a dragon species, I don't know which one is more powerful than this Qinglian Dragon Python." ”

Between the words, the two sides clashed again. I saw a golden lightning and a cyan lightning fighting in the air, dazzling the onlookers.

Lu Xiaoyuan watched the battle in the crowd, thinking: "I fought with this Qinglian Dragon Python in the Yanzhou Military City that day, and I felt that it was fast and powerful. ”

After fighting for a while, Zeng Tanlang shouted: "Golden retriever dog, suffer death!" The Qinglian Dragon Python pounced, and Han Poison Dragon pulled a spear flower and used the strongest move "Breaking the Dragon Decision", the golden spear went straight through, sending out a thin needle-like golden mang from the head of the spear, and at the same time, a large area of golden air appeared in all directions, towards the Qinglian Dragon Python, and everyone raised their arms to cover their eyes.

The Qinglian Dragon Python didn't break through, its body spun rapidly, like a huge drill, and the golden mang, the two sides immediately froze, and the energy emitted was woven into a tent-like air cover around the two sides, and the gold and blue colors flowed slowly on the surface, which was very beautiful.

After a while, the golden gun retreated a point, and the ghost saw that the master was looking at it, and said in his heart: "Han Poison Dragon is going to be defeated." Sure enough, after this difference, the golden gun retreated faster and faster, and Han Poison Dragon desperately tried to stabilize his body, but he was still pushed backwards by the huge force of the Qinglian Dragon Python, and the soles of his boots were also worn out.

Zeng Tanlang was very proud and shouted: "Golden retriever dog, don't you lie on the ground and carry the prince into the hall?"

The lightning came extremely fast, and Han Poison Dragon was trying his best to resist the dragon python, but when he felt a flower in front of him, his chest hurt sharply, and he let out a long breath and flew backwards.

Between the lightning and the fire, many thoughts flashed in his mind: as the chief guard of the Marquis of Jinzhou, he lost to a little-known son, and his two brothers no longer had the face to stay in Jinzhou, and he carried Zeng Tanlang into the hall as a cow and a horse, and he would walk the rivers and lakes in the future, and he would be ridiculed even more, and then he thought of the Marquis of Jinzhou Liang Liang and was unrighteous, and he was secretly resentful.

When he was sad, he suddenly heard a deep voice behind him: "Palm!" At this time, he had already taken off his golden gun, and when he saw that the Qinglian Dragon Python pounced again, he was going to kill himself, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he turned his palms around and slapped a "coiling dragon hand".

With a bang, a long blue object flew backwards, and everyone dodged, and the thing fell to the ground, and with another loud bang, shattering several large stone slabs.

At the last moment, Zeng Tanlang still had the upper hand, but at this moment, even the man and the beast were lying on the ground and moaning softly, and everyone felt incredible.

However, a few masters such as Ghost Sight and Cao Wudao understood in their hearts that Lu Xiaoyuan pretended to catch Han Poison Dragon just now, but in fact, he instilled true qi into Han Poison Dragon, and only with Lu Xiaoyuan's true qi could Han Poison Dragon turn defeat into victory.

Cao Wudao said with ulterior motives: "General Han is amazing, without the help of others, he can turn defeat into victory, hehe, hehe." ”

None of the others wanted to offend the Golden Gun Hero, so they didn't speak, but they were surprised by Lu Xiaoyuan's profound cultivation. Ying Slaying Dragon and Han Poison Dragon had a very good relationship, and shouted loudly: "This is the Divine Dragon Swinging Tail, right? When Brother Han fought against the Fire Eagle Old Demon, he also used this trick to save the decline, and today I finally saw it with my own eyes." ”

Han Poison Dragon was even more like in a dream, after a while, he came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoyuan, and had a number in his heart, bowed his head slightly to thank him, and turned to Zeng Tanlang and said, "The surname is Zeng, can you take it?"