"Yan Liang is here, can the enemy general dare to fight me?" Riding his horse and rushing between the two armies, Yan Liang shouted.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun, who was at the forefront of the Chu army, heard that he had no intention of taking over the stubble and Yan Liang in front of the battle, and led the army to rush directly towards Yan Liang.

Just kidding, how could this situation, which I had worked so hard to come up with, be wasted in order to go head-to-head with Yan Liang.

Seeing that the other party didn't have a plan and ignored him, Yan Liang stopped doing such a senseless stupid thing after a few words of ridicule, lowered his horse speed and waited for the army to catch up and prepare to charge.

More than 10,000 iron cavalry, followed by tens of thousands of Southern Xiongnu auxiliaries. Facing the 30,000 iron cavalry led by Zhao Yun and others, the momentum of the two sides seemed to be equal.

"Zhao Zilong, suffer death!"

Yan Liang, who was staring at the tiger, roared angrily, and slashed towards Zhao Yun with a powerful sword.

"Bell!" There was a muffled sound.

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in Yan Liang's hand slashed out a little spark on Zhao Yun's gentian spear, making a tooth-aching grinding sound.

If it were an ordinary weapon, I am afraid that it would have been broken under such a huge force, but these two are divine weapons, and the ones holding them are all tiger generals of the world, and they are not damaged at all under the blessing of internal qi.

Feeling the huge force on his hands, Zhao Yun's face was slightly red. His strength is not small, but he is still a little inferior to a military general like Yan Liang who is known for his strength.

If it was an ordinary time, he would not have taken Yan Liang's knife hard. But the two armies are fighting, and he urgently needs a quick victory, so he is ready to expose some hole cards.

The stalemate between the two sides was only for a moment, and Zhao Yun's arms holding the gun seemed to be slow but extremely fast, and the gentian gun in his hand slashed along some mysterious trajectory.

Yan Liang suddenly felt that his Great Xia Dragon Sparrow seemed to be glued to the other party's gun, and unconsciously slid to the side. Most of the strength in his body dissipated in an instant, as if it had hit cotton, and he couldn't exert his strength.

At this time, the opponent's spear turned around and stabbed himself in the chest after deflecting his broadsword.

The old force had just gone to the new force before it was born, and in the face of Zhao Yun's sharp and swift shot, Yan Liang's conscience was horrified. Years of combat experience made him reflexively use the handle of the big knife in his hand as a stick, and threw it at Zhao Yun's gun with all his might, wanting to deflect it.

But when he touched Zhao Yun's gun, the weird feeling from before came again, and he threw it hard as if it only hit the air, not only did he not hit anything, but the most important thing was that he felt that most of his strength seemed to have dissipated most of it inexplicably, which made him feel like he wanted to vomit blood.

Zhao Yun didn't panic at all after his gun was thrown off, and stabbed Yan Liang's chest again in a semicircle.

"Again!" Yan scolded in his conscience.

I was in a hurry just now, and I used too much force, and the knife in my hand was already a little uncontrollable. Crazy urging the internal force, forcibly holding back the pain like tearing muscles, Yan Liang shouted angrily, forcibly withdrew the big knife in his hand in an instant, and slashed at the head of the gun in Zhao Yun's hand.

Zhao Yun seemed to have fallen into some kind of mysterious state at this time, his eyes were slightly dilated, but the moves in his hands became more and more dexterous and elusive. His arms shook slightly, and he shook the gentian spear out of a spear flower, and he did not dodge or dodge towards Yan Liang's big knife.

The spear approached it from the side of the broadsword, and then swiped slightly, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow turned to one side as if it was sticky. And the tip of Zhao Yun's spear stabbed Yan Liang's chest again.

"What kind of marksmanship is this? It's so weird! Yan Liang said with a slight horror in his heart.

Yan Liang had to fight hard again, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, and with a slight injury to his arms, he once again forcibly slashed the big knife towards the tip of Zhao Yun's spear.

This time, he learned to be obedient, he didn't use all his strength, and his strength was five points and five points were received. However, the tip of the gentian spear shook out a spear flower and appeared on the flank of the broadsword.

"Bang!"

There was a huge force from the gun, which directly swung the big knife away and continued to stab towards Yan Liang. At such a close distance, Yan Liang didn't have time to block at all, and tried his best to lie down and dodge towards the rear.

"Tear up!"

The armor on Yan Liang's chest and his clothes were instantly cut open with a big crack, and blood flowed.

"What kind of marksmanship are you?" Yan Liang couldn't hold it back any longer, and asked out loud through gritted teeth.

"Seven Probe Snake Guns." The head of the gun turned and stabbed Yan Liang's chest again, Zhao Yun said lightly.

On the other side, although he was leading the army to fight, Zhang Xiu, who was always paying attention to this, had a trace of admiration and fighting spirit flashing in his eyes, and the spear in his hand couldn't help but be a little faster.

He, Zhao Yun and Zhang Ren are brothers, and they all studied under Tong Yuan. But although he and Zhang Ren are Zhao Yun's senior brothers, their martial arts are far inferior to Zhao Yun.

Zhang Ren is okay, his ability to command troops is very strong, and he is also the number one among the generals under Yuan Shu's command. But he Zhang Xiu is only one martial art.

was originally rated as the king of guns in the north, although he didn't seem to care about it on the surface, he was still very happy in his heart. But since he went to Jinling, he realized how ridiculous his title of the Northland Gun King was.

thought that with his martial arts, not to mention comparable to Lu Bu, at least he could be a general under Yuan Shu. But the result? Almost every general under Yuan Shu can fight with him, like Huang Zhong and Sun Jian, who can beat him, and Zhang Liao and Wei Yan, who are good at commanding troops, are not inferior to him. In this way, he knew how short-sighted he was, and only then did he know that there were people outside the world and there were heavens outside the sky.

He had fought with Zhao Yun many times, and he still knew something about Zhao Yun's seven-scout snake gun. This is Zhao Yun's original spearmanship created by combining the Hundred Birds Chaofeng marksmanship taught by his teacher Tong Yuan with himself. And the power of this marksmanship, he remembered that his little junior brother once said: If this marksmanship is successful, I am afraid that no one in the world can hurt me head-on.

At the time, he didn't believe it, but now it seems that it was true.

Four shots injured Yan Liang, you must know that this is Yan Liang, who has broken through to become a super-first-class general, and his martial arts can rank among the top ten in the world!

Next is Zhao Yun's own performance. The Seven Probe Snake Gun gives full play to his advantages in speed and skill, and each time he can constantly change the way of shooting according to the changes of the opponent, whether rigid or soft. Although it was the same shot to the chest every time, it forced Yan Liang to restrain his hands and feet, and he could only hold on. In this way, there are still a few scars on his body from time to time.

Zhao Yun's spear was like a giant snake, entangled him firmly, making him unable to move, and he could only sink into it, approaching death little by little.

Yan Liang felt this feeling of powerlessness for the first time, which was a kind of despair that he had never felt in Lu Bu. The speed and skill are not comparable to the other party, and the only strength he is good at is limited by the other party's use of this strange spearmanship, which makes him vomit blood in his heart.

"Zhao Zilong, apart from Lu Fengxian, you are the second person I admit is stronger than me. But, today no matter what, I'm still going to win! Feeling the large and small scars all over his body and the physical strength that had been lost for most of his body, Yan Liang knew that he couldn't sit still any longer, and shouted angrily.

Then the size of the whole person instantly increased by three points, the skin was red and emitted thin steam, and thick and long blood vessels like earthworms appeared all over his body.

Zhao Yun's hands holding the spear tightened slightly, and his eyes looked at Yan Liang in front of him with a slightly solemn look. He knew that the other party was going to fight hard.

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