Cheng Kun held the gun in his hand, his momentum was very different from before, the man and the gun were integrated, and Lao Tang, who was facing the gun, only felt that his heart shrank, and he was forced by this sharp spirit, and he actually felt suffocated.

Cheng Kun was not in a hurry to do it, but persuaded "kindly": "You have to think about it, it's too late to regret it now, if I accidentally poke you to death in the next fight, you can only go to the Lord of Yama to cry." ”

His words are purely annoying, with his current grasp of the strength to the pinnacle, if a fly falls on the window paper, it is completely possible to stab the window paper without hurting the window paper in the slightest, how can he "accidentally" stab the opponent to death.

Old Tang knew that Cheng Kun was deliberate, but he still felt that his lungs were going to explode, and he laughed angrily: "Since it is a contest of blades, it is naturally the destiny of life and death, if you have the ability to stab me to death, just come, don't worry, if I really die under your gun, my companion will never trouble you afterwards." ”

Cheng Kun nodded: "This is no better." Then he did not speak again, and all his energy was focused on the gun, and he ignored everything else.

Dai Feizhang quietly gathered his skills on the side, ready to do it at any time.

Although Lao Tang's words were extremely tough, as the leader of these tiger guards, he couldn't watch him being stabbed to death like this, otherwise how could he explain to the second prince after returning to the imperial capital.

Cheng Kun's mind was empty, and at this moment, his spiritual sense extended, and the silent big gun slowly opened his "eyes" and conveyed his feelings to Cheng Kun.

Whether it is a gentle breeze or a fine grain of dust falling, Cheng Kun can perceive the subtleties, and only when he listens to the practice to this point can he be qualified to say that he has achieved the unity of man and gun, turning weapons into an extension of limbs.

He even closed his eyes slightly, not caring about his opponent's movements at all, and just threw himself into communicating with the blood in his hands incomparably intimately.

Lao Tang took a deep breath, the heavy sword in his hand jumped, and the blade of the sword slashed towards Cheng Kun with the momentum of splitting mountains and seas.

Cheng Kun's eyelids opened, a cold light appeared, he held yin and yang with both hands, and a circle and a block, a snowy spear flower bloomed at the head of the spear, knocking the opponent's heavy sword away. Then the body of the gun bent slightly, accumulating the power of the collision, twisting the waist and turning the hips, raising the bones and pulling the tendons, borrowing force, followed by a ferocious thrust.

Since Lao Tang dared to stand up, he naturally had real kung fu in his hands. When he drew his sword, he left two points of strength, and when he couldn't make a sword, he immediately turned his pace, dodging Cheng Kun's spear and slashing at his shoulder and neck at the same time.

Just looking at his stout body, it was hard to imagine that his fighting footwork was so agile.

Cheng Kun keenly felt the cold air of the opponent's sword, and the cold hairs on his neck stood up, raising goosebumps, but he didn't mean to change his move at all, his body rushed forward with the spear, and he brushed by Lao Tang like this, in a back-to-back shape.

Because of the misjudgment of Cheng Kun's response, Lao Tang's second sword slashed into the air.

In the next moment, Cheng Kun let out a deep sigh, dragged the gun back, did not leave the opponent a little time to react, and the spear pointed directly at Lao Tang's spine dragon again, if this shot was hit, then his best result would be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.

This move is also the most commendable move in ancient marksmanship!

If the person who made the move rode on a tall horse, it would be easy for the person to use the horsepower to pierce the double layer of iron armor. Since ancient times, I don't know how many heroes and heroes fell under this shot.

What's even worse is that when Cheng Kun took out the gun, the body of the gun turned fiercely in the clockwise direction, turning this big gun with a length of more than one zhang into a big iron drill, the speed was faster than that, and the wind whined, like a ghost crying and howling.

Lao Tang's feeling at this time was the same as that of Xiahou Yu before, he never expected Cheng Kun to be so sharp and decisive when he really made a move, one after another, like flowing water, leaving him no room for counterattack.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, Cheng Kun has only fired three shots, but he is already in danger and is about to hang his life on the enemy.

At the critical moment, Lao Tang's eyes widened, and he forcibly changed his moves, slashing at the tip of Cheng Kun's spear dangerously, with gold and iron resonating and sparks splashing everywhere.

If he can successfully deflect Cheng Kun's spear, he will be able to grab a chance to breathe, and he may not be able to reverse the decline later. It's a pity that Cheng Kun's shot was too fast, too heavy, and too stable, and the trajectory of being split on the head of the gun by the opponent did not deviate by a little.

Lao Tang saw the bright spear blade rapidly growing in front of him, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, and shouted in his heart, "My life is over."

But after waiting for a moment, he didn't wait for the expected pain and eternal darkness, only to hear Cheng Kun's soldiers shouting in unison: "Tun Chang is mighty." He couldn't help but open his eyes in confusion, only to see Cheng Kun standing three steps away from him, with a flat end of his spear, the same posture as before the battle.

The only difference is that this time Cheng Kun's gun tip stopped firmly in front of his forehead, and the skin on his forehead was tightened by the cold steel, only to feel that the cold meaning penetrated his brain, making his thinking a little blank.

However, if you look closely, you will find that the old soup is actually not even a little oily. The wonder of Cheng Kun's marksmanship can be seen from this.

After seeing Lao Tang open his eyes, Cheng Kun asked with a little teasing: "How is it, how does it feel to be shot by me, do you suddenly feel that life is so beautiful, and there is a sense of enlightenment?"

The tiger guards on the side covered their faces with their sleeves, only to blame Lao Tang's performance for really losing the face of the tiger guards, making them also have a dull face.

Lao Tang didn't have the feeling of being enlightened, he was now full of fear, and he no longer had the courage to look directly at Cheng Kun for a while. In layman's terms, he has been pierced by Cheng Kun's courage, and the shadow in his heart is surprisingly large. If he can't find a way to get rid of this shadow in the future, the whole person will be considered useless.

Now that the victory or defeat has been revealed, Cheng Kun withdrew his hands and drained blood.

Lao Tang staggered back to his companions, he felt a little clammy and cold under his crotch when he walked, and a little strange, and when he saw that the people around him were covering their noses and looking at him with disgust, he realized that it was his own urinary incontinence, because he was overly nervous, so he would ignore the past.

Lao Tang's big face suddenly turned red, and he just wanted to dig a crack in the ground and get into it, he had never suffered such a big humiliation in his life, he only felt that everything in front of him was like a nightmare, but he didn't know when he would wake up.

Dai Feizhang's face was also a little gloomy, Lao Tang was hit like this, and he saw that he couldn't use it much, this was a loss for His Highness.

He looked at Cheng Kun with a little unkind eyes, and he also regretted a little in his heart that he shouldn't have just sat back and watched the two fight, which was also because he didn't expect Cheng Kun's marksmanship to be so exquisite, and it was already everyone's demeanor. And Lao Tang was also defeated too quickly, he was always ready to intervene on the side, but he didn't find a chance.

He also knows Lao Tang's swordsmanship, the level is not bad, if he changes someone, even if he loses, he will definitely not lose so badly, it can only be said that Cheng Kun is a little too strong at his age.

He should have done everything possible to recruit such a talent for His Royal Highness, but now that his own side has made enemies with him, he doesn't look like a person who can "laugh and grudge", so it is better to find an opportunity to abolish him, and save him from growing up to become a confidant in the future.

It's just that he is still a little uncertain about Cheng Kun, although judging from the number of his soldiers, he is only a tun commander, but who has ever seen a tun commander who can easily beat the elite of the imperial capital guards, even if the Dingshan army is a strong army that is unparalleled in the world, there should be a limit.

He guessed that Cheng Kun should have some other identities, so after his thoughts turned, he decided to put this matter aside for the time being, and only decided what method to take to deal with it after everything was clarified.

The most important thing now is to cover up the defeat of Xiahou Yu and Lao Tang, if the news spreads, it will only be the face of Hu Benwei and His Highness.