super king glory

Boom boom boom boom boom~

With the sound of gongs and drums becoming more and more urgent, the gate of Jianwu City slowly opened.

Xiang Ming, who ran down the city wall, rode on a black horse and walked out of the city gate with a long knife like ink.

He didn't intend to fight against the [-] Xia Guojun alone, he came to fight, and wanted to fight Wang Xiaojian one-on-one.

Under the city wall, Xiang Ming was wearing the blue armor unique to the generals of the Shang Dynasty, raised his ink-like long knife, pointed at Wang Xiaojian, and said in a thunderous voice: "Li Bai, the thief, don't want to use your tongue. How dare you come out and fight with me?" This general fights!"

A smile appeared on Wang Xiaojianjun's face. This person's strength was extraordinary. Judging from his aura, he was a two-star martial king.

But it was only a two-star Martial King.

Such a person dared to challenge him.

How bold!

Wang Xiaojian smiled slightly, raised Fang Tian's painting halberd, and was about to lead the red rabbit horse forward, when he heard a voice full of anger beside him.

"My lord, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer. Let the subordinate go down, and the subordinate will take his head."

Wang Xiaojian turned his head, it was Zhao Yun.

He was riding a white steed, wearing shining silver armor, holding a gentian gun, exuding an aura that no one dared to stare at.

He cupped his fists towards Wang Xiaojian, begging for a fight.

Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "Okay, Zilong, I'll leave this guy to you. I order you to kill him to boost the morale of our army."

"Yes!"

Zhao Yun cupped his fists, and then rode the white horse to the front of the army.

The gentian spear in his hand pointed at Xiang Ming, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he said, "The rats dare to fight my lord, I, Zhao Zilong, will meet you for a while!"

"drive!"

Zhao Yun shouted loudly and rushed forward on his horse.

Seeing Zhao Yun, Xiang Ming was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Another yellow-haired boy who dared to speak out. When your grandpa went to the battlefield to kill people, you were still breastfeeding in your mother's arms! Since you are looking for death, grandpa will fulfill you!"

Xiang Ming laughed and waved his whip. The man and the horse charged towards Zhao Yun like arrows flying off the string.

He held a long knife in his hand, and at the same time, an aura belonging to a two-star martial king emanated from his body, enveloping towards Zhao Yun.

dong dong dong~

kill~

On the wall of Jianwu City, there was a clamor of gongs and drums, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

In front of the city gate, on top of Xia Guojun's chariot, two strong Xia soldiers also beat gongs and drums to cheer for Zhao Yun.

On the city wall, watching the two generals charge face to face, Zhou Zhikun smiled coldly.

A general beside him had a look of disdain on his face.

"Xia Guojun is so arrogant that he let this young man take action."

"Looking at his appearance, he is at most in his 20s, and he is by no means an opponent of General Xiang."

"That's right, he can't stop General Xiang's knife, he will be beheaded by General Xiang."

"He's going to die!"

There were bursts of voices on the city wall.

Every general in the Shang Dynasty was very disapproving of Zhao Yun, thinking that he would be hacked to death by Xiang Ming.

Holding the gentian gun, Zhao Yun galloped his horse and charged Xiang Ming face to face.

The war horse roared, and the horseshoes roared.

As they galloped, the distance between the two became closer and closer.

Accompanied by a burst of thunderous thunder, Zhao Yun took the first step, and the gentian gun in his hand was aimed at Xiang Ming's chest.

wow~

The guns were like thunder.

This shot is like a dragon coming out of the water, but it is accompanied by lightning and thunder!

Zhao Yun's gaze was like lightning, and he stabbed out with a spear, carrying the unique momentum of a two-star martial king.

Where the tip of the gentian spear passed, the air spread like water waves.

Seeing the rapid approach, accompanied by a thunderous shot, Xiang Ming was stunned.

Before the tip of the gun arrived, Xiang Ming felt a burning pain on his skin.

This sharp shot was locked with the aura of a king-level powerhouse, making it impossible for him to dodge.

As if a shot fell, he would be pierced in an instant, and there was no possibility of surviving.

Xiang Ming was taken aback. He belatedly discovered that this young man was also a Martial King, a Martial King whose cultivation level was not weaker than his!

Chapter 389 Your Excellency's Head I Accepted

when!

Xiang Ming's momentum was frustrated, and the black long knife that was slashing at Zhao Yun quickly stopped in front of him.

Almost at the same time, the tip of the spear, which contained terrifying power, hit the back of his sword.

The gentian gun collided with the ink-colored sword, sputtering out a string of sparks.

Zhao Yun's expression was fierce, and the spear light transformed from dragon's true energy intertwined with Xiang Ming's sword light.

boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, the powerful zhenqi energy of the king-level powerhouse exploded between the weapons of the two.

The huge force lifted Xiang Ming from his horse and flew him backwards.

The merchants were shocked.