Fast time travel to the king hero Su Shangtian

Chapter 1072, Ma Chao

After Ma Yan entered the palace, the guards led him to the martial arts training ground.

And Ma Chao was waiting for him on the ring.

The moment the eyes of the two met, the smell of gunpowder began to spread.

"I don't know what the young master is so anxious to call the minister here?" Ma Yanpi asked with a half-smile.

How could he not know why he was called here?

The corners of Ma Chao's lips curled slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't sparred with my uncle for a long time. Today, I suddenly had a whim and wanted to spar."

"Oh? It seems that the young master is quite leisurely and elegant."

"Please."

Ma Chao stepped back slightly and stretched out his left hand.

"Since the young master has already spoken, then the minister will not shirk," he smiled and came to the ring, "Let's stop."

He wanted to see how far this young boy had reached now.

It is said to be very powerful.

But seeing is believing.

"Okay, Uncle, choose a weapon."

Ma Yan nodded, reached out and took out the gun on the shelf.

This weapon is the same as Ma Chao's.

The only difference is that he only has one.

"Then let's get started."

As soon as Ma Yan finished speaking, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the tip of the gun was already at his throat, scratching his skin.

A stinging pain came from his neck.

As long as Ma Chao used a little more force, he might be killed on the spot.

"You lost." Ma Chao said with a smile on his lips.

But he didn't take the gun away, it was still pressed against his throat.

There was a moment of shock in Ma Yan's eyes, but he soon calmed down.

"I didn't expect that the young master has become so powerful after not seeing him for a while. It seems that Xiliang has been handed over to the young master, and there is hope for revival."

He smiled without changing his face.

He didn't show the slightest bit of fear because his life was hanging by a thread.

Ma Chao smiled coldly: "Uncle, if you think so, it would be great if you are sincere."

"The young master was joking, but of course he is sincere. After all, everyone is for this country, isn't it?
It was hit hard before, and now we need to unite to restore it as soon as possible.But we can’t live up to the expectations of the people. " Ma Yan replied.

A set of rhetoric sounds like a profound sense of righteousness and consideration for the people.

Ma Chao held the gun steadily with his hand, and the smile on his face became colder: "Uncle, do you know what the purpose of calling uncle here today is?"

"I don't know, so I ask the young master to enlighten me. I don't know what made the young master so angry that he wanted to take my life for a moment."

"I know the antidote is with you, so hand it over immediately."

"What is the young master talking about? I don't understand."

As soon as he said this, the gun blade moved slightly.

The murderous look in Ma Chao's purple eyes gradually revealed:

"Your acting skills are so good. How long do you want to act? If you don't hand over the antidote today, you won't be able to leave here alive."

Time is limited, the longer Xiao Zijin drags on, the more dangerous it will be.

We must get the antidote as soon as possible.

"I really don't understand what the young master is saying? Could it be that someone has been poisoned? What antidote is needed, the young master will tell you in detail.

Maybe the minister will be able to find a way, but if the young master asks me for help like this, I will not be able to obey. "

Ma Yan's smile suddenly disappeared, and his eyes became indifferent.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, Luan Leshan ran over panting.

Seeing the situation in front of him, his head suddenly became dizzy.

He quickly rushed between the two of them and separated Ma Chao and Ma Yan.

The tip of the gun left Ma Yan's throat, and blood flowed down the wound.

(End of this chapter)