Without too much skill, without the need to block left and right, a spear would make Izbis tired and difficult to parry.

For a while, the two sides seemed to be fighting fiercely, and insiders could see clearly that Zhang Yuan suppressed Izbis with absolute strength, if it weren't for Izibis and riding skills to rely on, he would have died under Zhang Yuan's gun.

Even so, it seems that the death of Izbith is not far off.

The generals of the Yuan and Han dynasties were excited, calm, frustrated, or angry, with different expressions, while the soldiers were fierce, as if they were stimulated by the fighting generals, staring at Zhang Yuan and Yiribis who were fighting in the center of the battlefield, waiting for the appearance of victory or defeat.

'Shake the gun like a dragon, rampant and domineering......! Zhang Yuan suddenly changed his moves, and the originally flexible spear suddenly became domineering, and in the shaking, there was a little less flexibility, but a lot more toughness, which seemed to be easier to figure out, but the pressure of Yiribis increased in vain.

The marksmanship has changed, as if it has changed, it looks like ordinary marksmanship, but it contains Zhang Yuan's understanding of marksmanship, and it is even more difficult to compete with one move.

"I can't fight any more!"

A little pressure accumulated, but now Zhang Yuan is getting stronger and stronger, there is no sign of pause or decline, Yi Ribis can no longer resist the pressure in his heart, the fiery pressure burst out, affecting his reason, he suddenly felt that he was in a panic, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he wanted to flee out and not fight with Zhang Yuan.

Yiribis moved, Zhang Yuan saw it in his eyes, happy in his heart, and did not interfere with the other party's false shot, as if he was negligent, but Zhebei saw this, and Tie Qing's face wished that he had personally solved his beloved apprentice. Lest he be embarrassed: "Lost!" ”

Izbis, who seemed to have escaped, escaped with his avoidance, but in fact, he had lost his fighting spirit and lost the courage to confront Zhang Yuan head-on, unless a miracle occurred, or Zhang Yuan made a mistake himself, otherwise, failure could no longer be avoided.

Izbis apparently came to his senses. Seeing Zhang Yuan, who was teasing him like a cat and a mouse, behind him, he couldn't help but feel extremely annoyed by his behavior, and he wanted to rush back now and let Zhang Yuan shoot him, but he couldn't. He has fled, he has fallen behind. And so to die. Isn't it a mistake on top of a mistake?

Iribis wants to double, he wants to fall into the raging river, but when he drowning, he wants to grab a life-saving straw for Zuihou, and he doesn't want to sink to the bottom, even if he is in the eyes of everyone else. The incomparably embarrassed is simply a shame for the Yuan Dynasty, and it is the same.

Zhang Yuan's banter is clear to everyone. The Han army cheered, drummed and cheered, and some people sighed, Yiribis's strength was not bad, and even his archery skills were superb, and Zhang Yuan, who shot at him, was difficult to parry, but Zuihou, one wrong step, one wrong step, he should not be influenced by others, and use his own shortcomings to compete with Zhang Yuan's strengths, and then, he should not use the desire to win, not to lose both ways of playing or other, in exchange for Zhang Yuan's concessions.

However, there are not so many things that should not be done at this time.

In the eyes of the generals and soldiers of the Yuan army, he was a coward and a shame, and he hated to be killed by Zhang Yuan on the gun, which was better than fleeing in embarrassment now, like a lost dog, and even made them feel extremely ashamed.

"Look, Izhbis, instead of cheering for you, your companions want you to die now, lest you bring shame ...... them!" Zhang Yuan chased after Irbis, the red-headed lion was far superior to the opponent's war horse, so that the other party could not escape, let alone get close to the Yuan army camp, and couldn't help it, and his words continued to stimulate Irbis.

"Ah!!!h

How could Iribis not know, but he didn't want to look, he didn't want to think, with Zhang Yuan's words, his eyes were red, and the murderous aura continued to rise, but he couldn't, and he didn't dare to go to Zhang Yuan to fight hard.

Zhang Yuan changed his mind at this time, originally he just wanted to kill Izbisi and demoralize the Yuan army.

However, Izbis and the Yuan army made a fatal mistake, and Izbis then could not bear the pressure and fled.

Isn't this a God-given opportunity, if you don't take it, wouldn't you even be sorry for God, so he kept teasing Izibis and hitting the morale of the Yuan army, such an obvious action did make the Yuan army's hatred for him endless, of course, the hatred for Izibis was also endless.

In this regard, Zhang Yuan could only secretly say sorry to Yiribis, although it seemed that there was a little bit of righteousness, but who made them enemies!

Then it's time for Izbis's ugliness to be revealed......! ’

Zhang Yuan secretly thought to himself that the morale of the Yuan army had been suppressed to the limit, and it would not be of much use to tease Yiribis in this way.

"Izbis, pick up ......!!!"

The speed of the red-headed lion suddenly increased by a few points, and a trace of horror flashed on Irbis's face, panic, the explosive power of the Wanli Pony was really unexpected, and it could increase its speed in vain while running.

Zhang Yuan's big gun was still close, and the cold wind was wrapped in infinite murderous aura, making Iribis his scalp numb and difficult to self.

'Die, do you want to die?' 'Irbis was not willing to die like this, he endured humiliation, was ridiculed by his enemies, and was disgusted by his companions, didn't he just not want to die?

With a loud sound of "block", Iribis felt a heaviness in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spilled out, and the next moment, he found that Zhang Yuan seemed to have no blade in his hand, and his first thought was, 'Is this impossible?' ’

Immediately afterwards, Iribis fell into an incomparable ecstasy, Zhang Yuan lost his weapon, Zhang Yuan was so arrogant that he lost his weapon.

He looked at Zhang Yuan, and couldn't help but show a hideous smile, ecstasy lost his heart, he almost didn't want to pull the horse to Zhang Yuan, and shouted wildly: "Zhang Yuan, you demon, you dare to kill yourself, hahaha............!!! ”

A series of laughter, venting the anger and shame in his heart, he had never been so happy, a feeling from hell to heaven, which cannot be described in words.

The next moment, the situation changed abruptly.

Before he could wake up, he felt the whole person rise into the air, and vaguely, he saw the sky, saw two intertwined war horses, and the familiar figure.

Zhang Yuan's sword was held flat, and a drop of blood slowly disappeared on the back of the Tianhuang sword, the shining light was like the sun, but it was not dazzling.

"Hell to heaven is enough to make you happy, so you won't feel anything if you are sent to real hell, right......!" (To be continued......)