Chapter Forty-Eight: Rivals
Ma Chao said it heroically before, but when he really fought against Yan Xing, he realized how terrifying Yan Xing was that he was the 'No. 1 master of Xiliang'.
Yan Xing had long been so angry with Ma Chao that he was angry, and at this time, seeing that Ma Chao's head could be cut off immediately, he actually laughed, but that kind of laughter was not a human laugh, but a cruel smile like a beast. When he saw Ma Chao, he was like the prey seen by a wolf, with a pair of gray and expressionless eyes radiating a cold and bloodthirsty light.
Ma Chao knew that there was still a subtle control between the peak of the qi user approaching the heart of the martial arts, and that was the 'potential'! At this time, Yan Xing had already turned the angry momentum in his heart into a huge invisible force, and was manipulating the murderous aura of Mo Bian as he wished, wanting to form an overwhelming momentum, making a comprehensive impact on Ma Chao's body and will, and defeating Ma Chao in one fell swoop.
And Ma Chao's heart froze, and immediately ignited the 'potential' of inheriting the Jin Ma Chao in history, and suddenly, a cold and resolute aura rose from Ma Chao's surroundings, and in an instant, a small spark seemed to burst in the air, and the robes of the two seemed to tremble violently. The two have condensed their murderous aura into substance, waiting for the moment when the stone breaks through the earth!
Maybe Yan Xing has always underestimated Ma Chao, and at this time, seeing that Ma Chao had also comprehended the 'potential', the panic in his heart was even worse, and he couldn't wait to kill Ma Chao. Therefore, before Ma Chao's momentum was condensed, Yan Xing pounced on the horse, and the big knife in his hand drew a strange arc, and with a move Mount Tai was lowered, and with a snort, it was slashed out.
Ma Chao didn't panic, the big gun in his hand shook, and a strange afterimage appeared, and after stabbing out, it was stabbing on the blade.
Bite!
With a crisp sound, Yan Xing's big knife was suddenly sealed.
Yan Xing only felt a huge surge of force, almost causing the big knife in his hand to come out.
I couldn't help but be startled in my heart, and instinctively dodged sideways on the horse, and the sword light flashed weirdly, almost grazing Ma Chao's body and sliding over......
It's dangerous!
Ma Chao's thoughts did not fall, the two horses made a mistake, Ma Chao turned around on the horse, and the big gun swept over.
Yan Xing hurriedly swung his knife to block it, and when he heard the sound of the bell, the huge force from the big gun only made Yan Xing's arm numb, and he could barely hold the big knife.
"Boy, I can't see that you are not very old, but your strength is not small...... But when you meet me today, you don't want to live. ”
And when Ma Chao heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart: Yan Xing's words were obviously telling Ma Chao that the two moves just now were just temptations. And since I crossed over, I am afraid that I have also received some benefits, and my strength has increased day by day. But at this time, it seems that his arrogant strength has no effect on Yan Xing! What's more, he was able to swing that blow with the help of stirrups!
At this time, Yan Xing had already turned his horse and circled, dancing his sword.
The big knife weighed dozens of catties, but in Yan Xing's hands, it was like a lamp grass, effortless.
Is this the ability of a real general in the troubled times of the Three Kingdoms?
Ma Chao gritted his teeth and urged the horse to catch up. The big gun in his hand flew up and down, dancing with heavy gun shadows...... Just listening to the constant sound of clanging bells, the two of them exchanged knives and guns more than a dozen times in these rounds, and their bodies turned into two phantoms, one black and one white, in the air, making people unable to see the tricks clearly.
At this time, the warriors of the Qiang tribe felt that although Yan Xing was insidious and arrogant, he was not arrogant in martial arts. Seeing that the two were in a deep battle, Higu Deji and Zhong Jian had no time to care, so they hurriedly summoned their guards and sent them to secretly leave the battlefield to find Chang'an reinforcements and Ma Teng's army.
And the one who was closest to Ma Chao and Yan Xing in the field and had the most dignified face was Pang De Pang Lingming.
Pang De will be a tiger general who will fight with the martial saint in the future, although he has not become famous at this time, he has already learned about his attainments in martial arts. And among these people, the only one who can see the tactics of Yan Xing and Ma Chao is Pang De. It's just that at this time, the solemn color on Pang De's face became more and more condensed, and it was like a drop of water: "Young Lord Tianzhong is a genius, but after all, he is young, and his realm may not be lower than Yan Xing." But without Yan Xing's perception of escaping death thousands of times, this battle would probably be ......'
Sure enough, just like Pang De's emotion, when Ma Chao and Yan Xing separated again, they felt that their entire arm was almost gone.
Cold sweat soaked his back unconsciously: Yan Xing, that guy, the way of using qi, has already been able to resist qi, and that trick and angle are unexpectedly tricky!
Ma Chao looked at Yan Xing and couldn't help but feel a little afraid......
In the confrontation between the lightning and flint, Ma Chao was powerless to fight back. Yan Xing's big knife was as fast as a storm, and the knife ran towards the vital point, and it was extremely ruthless. Moreover, the knife has a heavy force, and every blow has a huge force. Rao is Ma Chao was already completely close to being strong at this time, and he couldn't resist Yan Xing's strength.
Before fighting Yan Xing, Ma Chao was full of confidence...... Since his rebirth, he has also been invincible. Especially now, he even provoked the seventeen generals of the Qiang tribe, and he was even more arrogant.
But at this time, compared to Yan Xing, those opponents were simply a bunch of scum, a bunch of stupid birds who only knew how to use brute force.
The name of the first master of Xiliang is indeed well deserved...... Ma Chao tried to stabilize his breath, knowing that if he continued to fight like this, he would definitely die.
Looking back at Pang De, he knew that if he joined forces with Pang De, he would definitely be able to kill Yan Xing. Even, if he had let Pound play before, then Pound might have a draw with Yan Xing, and if he played again, he might be able to defeat Yan Xing, who had exhausted his strength. Can ...... now
Before, when the Qiang junior general shouted 'Tianwei Divine General', Ma Chao had already heard it. This title is the title that the Jinma Chao in history only got in the last twenty years.
In the troubled times of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was not only about power, but sometimes strength was also one of them. And this kind of title is also a kind of soft power. Just like the relationship between Ma Teng and the various tribes of the Qiang tribe, it seems to have no effect, but if it is used well, it can be worth tens of thousands of troops!
Therefore, it is impossible to put Pound on the field at this time. He must defeat Yan Xing and establish the title of 'Tianwei Divine General'!
Because, if you want to fight against Han Sui in the future, in addition to the help of the imperial court, the Ma family's own force and prestige are also necessary factors to unite the Qiang tribe!
After Ma Chao and Yan Xing fought for another five or six rounds, they were already faintly unable to resist. Yan Xing's big knife became faster and faster, and its strength became greater and greater, and it was so close that Ma Chao desperately parried before he could withstand Yan Xing's offensive.
At this time, the murderous intent in Yan Xing's eyes became more and more prosperous. Ma Chao was able to support it for so long, but it was a bit unexpected for Yan Xing. Sympathy...... That's something that only happens in novels!
After all, although Ma Chao and Yan Xing did not have the enmity of killing their father and taking their wife, the hatred in their hearts between the two of them had already been monstrous, and it had the meaning of not dying!
The so-called old enemy, maybe that's it!