The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

Then came a large number of cavalry of the Wen family army, pounced on like tigers and wolves, and wantonly besieged and killed the two sections of cavalry who could not look at each other.

At this time, it caught Zhao Yun's attention.

Mounting and shooting has also entered his range.

"Wen Chou, look at the arrow!"

At the same time, a plume arrow shot directly at Wen Chou's cheek with the sound of breaking the wind, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

A hundred steps away, when Wen Chou saw this cold light, his hairs stood on end, and he turned his head as much as possible, but his cheek was still scratched by the feather arrow.

"Wen Chou, do you still know me?" Zhao Yun slowly put down his bow and arrow, and shouted coldly.

Knowing that the reinforcements this time were led by Wen Chou, Zhao Yun's fighting spirit was quickly ignited, and a murderous aura was circulating on his heroic face.

Zhao Yun fought Wen Chou in the first battle when he came out of the mountain, but it was evenly matched.

At that time, Zhao Yun was only in his early twenties and was still very young, so he could already compete with the famous Hebei general Wen Chou. Now, after several years, Zhao Yun's marksmanship has become more and more stable. Hit him under pressure.

Wen Chou couldn't care less about the pain, so he narrowed his eyes coldly, and then shouted in shock: "It's you, Changshan Zhao Zilong"

None of Gongsun Zan's generals, Wen Chou, had ever been afraid of him, but there was only one person who frightened him, and that was the young general in white robe, Zhao Yun.

When Wen Chou and Zhao Yun fought back then, they fought sixty rounds. Although there was no winner, he knew in his heart that Zhao Yun's marksmanship was still young, but at that time he barely managed to draw with his many years of military experience.

But now, several years have passed, if we meet again, I am afraid...

Thinking of this, Wen Chou's face gradually darkened, and the terrifying murderous intent quickly gathered in his blade-like eyes.

850 Eight Killing Moves Handed Out

Wen Chou shouted coldly, "Zhao Zilong!"

Hearing the sound of shouting, Zhao Yun also raised his head, his eyes were "Wen Chou"

As the eyes of the two collided in the void, the air seemed to be filled with small sparks in this instant.

This is an opportunity confrontation between peerless masters. At this moment, the battle armor and robes of the two trembled as if they were blowing with the flow of air.

Even at this time, there is still a short distance between the two.

There are also many fighting soldiers mixed in, but at this moment, the people blocking the two seem to be no longer important!

Wen Chou parked his horse with a gun, and Zhao Yun stopped with silence.The relative foreplay of the peerless masters does not seem to be like turbulent waves crashing on the shore, not like surging winds and clouds, but rather a quiet confrontation, both wanting to find an opportunity for the other party in an instant and put him to death !

The two of them just looked at each other silently, as if they were in a decisive battle on the top of the Forbidden City.

Even the soldiers next to the two couldn't help but be infected by the silence of the two that seemed to be able to freeze the air. They all stopped fighting and turned their eyes to the two, expecting and eager to feast everyone's eyes in this battle. The shocking battle!

"Hey, Zhao Zilong, take a certain gun!"

After a moment of silence and stalemate, it was Wen Chou who couldn't hold his breath first, roared, and whipped his horse.

Wen Chou, who was at the forefront, reined in his horse severely, and the black horse's front hooves were suspended in the air, and he stood up. Following the loud shout, Wen Chou's mixed copper and steel gun suddenly slammed upwards.

The next moment, Wen Chou's arm trembled slightly, piercing the sky, and the black shadow brought a sharp energy, like lightning.

"Zheng!"

With the sound of metal colliding, Zhao Yun, who was the last striker, waved the long spear in his hand, and collided fiercely with Wen Chou's big gun. Suddenly, the blue and red qi gangs collided and produced a vigorous aftermath. burst.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, the whole body is moved by one hair, the two horses circled, and they quickly fought together, their spears flying up and down.

On the battlefield, the two guns were held together, and the two figures were as bright as flowers, just like the two dragons flying across the sky and the earth, causing the waves to dazzle and dance, changing the color of the sky and the earth, and dimming the sun and the moon.

When the two fight each other, they will go all out, because even if it is only less than three times, both sides know that they have encountered a rare and powerful enemy, and even if they can win, it may be a miserable victory.

But the two generals are both heroic men, how can they easily admit defeat?

All of a sudden, the qi gang was lingering, and they all used their strength and martial arts to [-]%, each of them brought their marksmanship to the extreme, and the transition between moves was like flowing water, without any rigidity or stagnation.

With a low roar, the spear in Zhao Yun's hand exploded into clusters of silver light, like silver dragons dancing wildly, forcing Wen Chou into a panic for a while.

Amidst the sound of "Scandium Scandium Scandium", the two masters of marksmanship quickly clashed, and in a short while, the long spears fought fiercely, and the battle had reached forty or fifty.

After another twenty rounds or so, but hearing a loud "bang!", the two men fired both guns at the same time, hitting the opponent's front with such force that they forced their respective horses back half a step.

Under such a high-frequency confrontation between the two, Rao Wenchou's big black horse and Zhao Yun's Zhaoye Yuqilin, two good horses and BMWs, couldn't hold on, and kept snorting.

Wen Chou's pure black battle armor, copper and iron long spears are covered with red qi gangs; Zhao Yun is silver armored and silver spears, covered with blue qi gangs, black and white figures are intertwined, and outsiders are almost indistinguishable!

At this time, Wen Chou's face was flushed, but his fighting spirit was even worse. Seeing that his marksmanship still couldn't beat Zhao Yun, he immediately pulled the rein of the horse, changed his routine, and shouted at Zhao Yun, "Come again! Let's see whose it is!" Strong?"

After talking about holding the spear horizontally, he swept a thousand troops and went straight at Zhao Yunling, which actually gave up the opportunity of agility.Desire to fight with strength.

hum!

Zhao Yun didn't catch the trick, a long spear in his hand, like a dragon coming out of a hole, made a sound of dragon chant, and arrived in front of Wen Chou in an instant. All the vital parts of his body are covered!

"Good marksmanship!"

Facing Zhao Yun's shot, even Wen Chou gave a loud applause at this moment.

"But it didn't work!"

These words were squeezed out of Wen Chou's mouth, and Wen Chou's momentum also changed abruptly. At this moment, the mixed copper spear in his hand seemed to become extremely heavy. Under the dancing, like the rolling waves of the sea, the long spear that stabbed Zhao Yun came , Hold it firmly!

Facing Zhao Yun, Wen Chou's aura increased again, and the charm in his marksmanship had already been fully displayed by him.

Zhao Yun's eyes were calm, the spear in his hand became softer and softer, but his qi burst out suddenly.

"Ding!" Wen Chou's big gun was handed over to the blue air wave, and there was a clear and crisp collision sound, and immediately, it was shaken by the huge counter-shock force and faded away.

scandium!scandium!scandium!

The gun points collided.

A sense of powerlessness rose in Wen Chou's heart.

Corresponding to this feeling of powerlessness, Wen Chou is fighting more and more courageously at this moment, as if he wants to squeeze out all his strength.

Amidst his roars, the power on Wen Chou's big gun became stronger every time, and for a while even someone as strong as Zhao Yun was a little tired of coping!

"It's not over yet, Zhao Zilong!" Wen Chou's entire right hand and the elbow joint were covered in fiery red, and in the void behind him, a dark red wind monkey was faintly roaring.

It was also at this moment that Wen Chou's eyes turned scarlet, his pupils elongated, his free right arm suddenly raised, and a crimson aura glowing with coquettish blood was attached to it.

In his hand, the big gun danced, with cold stars and silver light, and the angle of attack was unpredictable.