Raising the Panlong Crouching Tiger Spear to block upward, Ma Chao already felt bad as soon as he raised his hand: this overwhelming wind is extremely powerful, and if Han Rong is indeed using a gun, then ........

There was a big earthquake on the ground, and it took a lot of effort to finally block this shot from the top down. And the elephant dragon BMW hissed, and the four hooves were slightly soft! At the same time, Ma Chao, who was fleeing and regrouping his posture at great speed, also felt that the qi and blood in his whole body were surging wildly in his body, and a few strands of blood wanted to shoot out of his facial features and seven orifices!

The body was shaky, and the horse quickly adjusted his internal breath to suppress the restless qi and blood. When he turned back again, Ma Chao saw that in front of him, there was already a pale veteran who was nine feet tall and had a white beard, and his tall posture seemed to cover up the light of the rising sun in the sky. And a huge spear as thick as an adult's arm in his hand, about a foot and a foot long, looking at its color, the body of the gun is actually made of mixed iron and steel. The head of the spear is in the shape of a gilded tiger's head, swallowing the blade of the tiger's mouth, awe-inspiring and cold, and extremely sharp.

At this time, the west wind was cold, blowing Han Rong's gray hair and beard fluttering. When the surrounding Yuan family soldiers saw Han Rong's move, they all drank enthusiastically, and for a while, Ma Chao was in a trance as if he had seen an old god of war who came from ancient times!

Although people are old, their fighting spirit is not old!

And, faintly, there is a rising momentum, condensing the entire air, fierce and tyrannical like a demon roaring!

Damn it!

Ma Chao's heart was shocked, he never thought that Han Rong, the king of Hebei guns, was using such a huge chiseled golden tiger head gun! And what's even more terrifying is that his combat skills are not the endless roads of the rivers and lakes at all, but the same as Ma Chao, and he is the most rigid and fierce majestic without regrets!

It was just that with a sudden blow before, Ma Chao completely felt Han Rong's realm. His strength, skills, and even comprehension of martial arts are definitely only higher than his own!

History that!

It never told Ma Chao, Yuan Shao's subordinates, and such brave, strategic, and fierce generals!

At this time, Ma Chao's reason began to faintly regret that he was in danger alone. But the strange thing is that after receiving such a blow, his heartbeat suddenly increased more than twice as fast as usual, and the eager madness in his eyes also burned. The whole body is excited, roaring, eager to fight the ultimate battle with such a strong man!

"After receiving a shot from me, you are the first one who can still suppress your qi and blood like this." Han Rong stroked the long beard on his chin and spoke.

"Hmph, it's just not painful or itchy!" Ma Chao replied contemptuously, and after his fingers jumped twice on the coiling dragon crouching tiger gun, he suddenly clenched! His eyes were like lightning bolts, and he rushed straight towards Han Rong: "Old horseman, you have to know, if it doesn't hurt or itch, how can you be happy?!" ”

"Good!" Han Rong was not angry at all when he heard this, but in the face of Ma Chao's impact, he was staring. The big spear in his hand was coiled into a giant dragon to protect his chest, staring at Ma Chao as steady as a mountain, and the grandmaster's demeanor was undoubtedly displayed.

However, what he was up to was the heavenly general who shot Yongliang's first shot!

I saw that Ma Chao seemed to stab out with a light shot, without any fancy, and it seemed that he could knock it open with just one easy block. But Han Rong's face gradually became solemn in the face of that shot, because he could see that Ma Chao's shot seemed to be slow, but when it suddenly accelerated, it could attack from any unimaginable angle, like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace. Once the gun wind reaches the body, it is a state of landslide and ground cracking!

And in response to such a blow, Han Rong's choice turned out to be a slow and ordinary shot, which was on par with the tip of Ma Chao's big gun!

Seeing this, Ma Chao no longer restrained the murderous aura in his body, and released it surgingly. Facing Han Rong's big gun, he let out a loud shout, and suddenly sent it out at a speed that was a hundred times faster than before!

'Ding' a soft sound,

In the noisy battlefield, this slight sound was almost pitifully faint, but those who heard it felt extremely uncomfortable in their eardrums. Then the attraction was pulled and they all looked at the confrontation between Ma Chao and Han Rong in the field.

The confrontation between the two is an appetizer, and after having a deeper understanding of each other, they also take out what they have learned in their lives. For a time, the big guns that left each other with spare strength immediately rushed up like the Yangtze River, the two of them looked hideous, roared like tigers, and the big guns in their hands were either chopping or chopping, or swinging or smashing, without a trace of the ethereal speed of the gun, as if the weapons in their hands were axes and hammers, and they were the most ambitious power collisions between men!

At this time, the two people in the fight, one old and one young, one black and one white, are interesting and miserable. After the battle, Ma Chao's face was already flushed and whistling, and Han Rong was also disgusted and like a mad tiger, in the eyes of outsiders, the two had been entangled, each brandishing the weapon in his hand to poke and stab at each other, and there was no rule at all~~

However, only the two of them in the middle of the confrontation know how dangerous their seemingly chaotic marksmanship really is: both of them are masters who have stepped into the door of martial arts, and their moves will no longer be old, but they are all taking arc routes and spiral shock power, and there is always room for continuous attacks. As soon as a gap in the enemy is discovered, the offensive is immediately like mercury, penetrating everywhere, and can no longer be contained.

However, after fighting for such a long time, the two found each other, and there was no flaw in the slightest! Only the restless and unpleasant sound of the blade impact, under the unloading of the spiral force, a strange sound wave occurred, which shocked all the soldiers around and gave them a splitting headache!

Finally, when Ma Chao stabbed him with a shot in the end, Han Rong crossed with a gun. It seemed to be another ordinary fight, but as soon as the Panlong Crouching Tiger Spear touched Han Rong's Chisel Gold Tiger Head Gun, Ma Chao instantly felt a hidden force coming from his spear and gently stuck his big gun, and then outward, the Coiling Dragon Lance was completely broken, and the force was like a mud cow entering the sea, empty and empty.

'Not good! Ma Chao's heart moved, and his heart was already extremely angry. However, the big gun in Han Rong's hand did not stop, and in the midst of the arrogant laughter, a cold arc-shaped cold light suddenly drew out from the smoke and dust in the sky, and circled Ma Chao's neck!

Ma Chao suddenly struggled with his right hand, not defending against counterattacks, but his left hand suddenly pulled out the Su Tie Blade on his waist, sprinkling a snowflake-like sword light, and rolled straight up and down towards the big gun like a whirlwind, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

Seeing this, Han Rong still couldn't stop laughing, the big gun struck upward, and the moment the blades intersected, the big gun spun rapidly, and grabbed Ma Chao's Su Tie Sword. Ma Chao couldn't hold it, and the blade flew out of his hand. But at the same time, Ma Chao still didn't dodge or dodge, the dragon spear in his right hand didn't stop, just when Han Rong's big gun was half an inch away from Ma Chao's body, his big gun finally swept back to Han Rong's chest, like a spinning windmill, slammed on Han Rong's chest and abdomen, and broke Han Rong's killing move!

The war horse neighed, and the inseparable battle between the two finally came to an end in danger and danger. Ma Chao rushed back and took a deep breath of cold air to relieve his suffocating ribcage. And Han Rong also opened his mouth wide, gulping in the cold air - after all, he was old, and the fierce fight just now made him a little exhausted.

"Good boy, you really have a killing path without retreat, the old man can see you and other talents in this life, it is really comforting!" After breathing evenly, Han Rong said these words with dignity.

However, Ma Chao just snorted heavily, and secretly wondered: Old horseman, you dare to play tricks with me?! Lu Fengxian, who is unparalleled in the world, under my tricks, has also suffered several times in a row, you play such a trick with the master, and play a big spoon in front of Lu Ban to get a big axe and pick up dung!

In the midst of a hundred battles, Ma Chao saw that the white horse servants who were diverted from the lower stream, under the leadership of Zhao Yun, Tai Shici, Gan Ning, Lu Bu, and Lu Qiling, had gradually rubbed out of the formation, and his mood gradually relaxed. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile sarcastically again: Come on, old monster, the master will let you see how to play the tricks in the battle!