"Hmph! What kind of white-robed general has earned his reputation. What kind of skill is bullying women? Come and fight this general for three hundred rounds!"

Ma Chao was afraid of Zhao Yun's ruthless attack, so he kept uttering wild words to irritate him.

Roar!

Roar!

Ma Chao was really different from Ma Yunlu on the stage, following his horse galloping, the Xiliang army behind him was waving flags and shouting to boost his power!

"Hmph! Ma Chao from Xiliang, the one who puts up bids and sells heads, what would he have to be afraid of!"

Zhao Yun proudly raised his chest, the silver spear of gentian slashed across the graceful arc, the majestic white robe and white armor, and the majestic God of War appeared in an instant.

"Look at the gun!"

Ma Chao's face was cold and handsome, and his speed was very fast. The BMW steed under his crotch roared towards him. Taking advantage of the horse's momentum, he raised his tiger-headed golden gun and smashed it fiercely with a thousand catties.

He had fought against Zhao Yun before, and he knew that the opponent was good at marksmanship, so this time he was quick to use his wits to compare his strength with Zhao Yun.

The golden light is shining, and the long spear is full of blood and rain, as if it has turned into a fierce tiger, and it is devouring it with its bloody mouth.

Zhao Yun's eyes were fixed, his back exerted strength, and the gentian silver gun was spun quickly in his hand, and then he fell out facing Ma Chao.

hold head high……

The spear turned into a silver-white light, and everyone squinted their eyes. They felt that the eyes of the people who were pierced by the white light couldn't open their eyes, and then there was a dragon chant.

Roar!

hold head high!

Dragon and Tiger Fight!

In the middle of the air, two long spears collided fiercely, making a loud noise like thunder, which echoed across the entire land in an instant, and the birds and beasts in the distance were frightened.In one round, Zhao Yun sat on the horse, his body swayed, his legs tightly clamping the horse, while Ma Chao's body shook violently twice, and the horse under his crotch took two steps back again and again, roaring full of grief and indignation.

Chapter 935 Ning Rong as a matchmaker

"What a Xiliang Brocade Ma Chao, today the generals will know that your reputation is well-deserved!"

Zhao Yun nodded appreciatively, but Ma Chao at this moment is three points stronger than he was back then, especially with that terrifying strength. If his horse hadn't gained the upper hand, he might be the one who fell behind.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong...come again!" Ma Chao clenched his teeth, and stretched out his hand to caress the mount under his crotch. He was comforting the opponent. Just at the very moment, the opponent's Zhaoye Jade Lion won.

"war!"

Zhao Yun was fearless, and raised his gun to kill again.

Then the horses circled around, Zhao Yun and Ma Chao fought fiercely together, the two men were murderous, a cold light flashed beside them, and the horses roared and roared under their crotches, soon dust flew up, enveloping the two of them together.

when!

Keng!

The sound of weapons colliding continued to be heard, sparks flashed in a short time, the speed of the two became faster and faster, and the soldiers watching the battle on both sides were terrified.

"Twenty rounds... thirty rounds... 45 rounds..."

At first, Ma Yunlu was still counting, but when the speed of the two became faster and faster, and the attacks became more and more fierce, like a storm, her eyes could no longer keep up with the speed of each other's guns.

Keng!

The two long spears collided again and made a huge roar. Ma Chao jumped out of the battle group, stared at Zhao Yun with a piercing gaze, and then his face froze.

Ma Chao's right hand turned slowly, and the golden gun with the tiger's head was fired with the sound of a tiger roaring, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun was also staring at Ma Chao, he could see the arrogance of the other party, but...he also understood the arrogance of the other party.

After all, Ma Chao came from a famous family, his family has excellent martial arts skills, and he is extraordinary in appearance. He was an invincible opponent in Xiliang at a young age, and the Qiang people even respected him as General Shenweitian, and the reputation of Jin Ma Chao spread , no one is afraid!

However, there are also different types of proud people. Some people have arrogance and some people have arrogance, and Ma Chao is undoubtedly the latter.

Facing someone as outstanding as himself, Ma Chao naturally did not dare to neglect, just like Zhao Yun in front of him, facing him at this moment, it was like facing a prehistoric beast, and the stern temperament in his demeanor was almost the same as his own.

They are both masters, so they naturally cherish each other. This is like a tiger. The animals that a tiger can look at are at least people of the dragon level.

Thinking of this, Ma Chao moved suddenly, but saw the tiger-headed golden spear in his hand tremble suddenly, and then the red tassel trembled wildly, and in an instant a huge Tai Chi circle shot towards Zhao Yun, with seven or eight spear points flying up and down in it, It's hard to tell which is real and which is fake!

"it is good!"

Zhao Yun looked at the phantom gun head, his face suddenly brightened, and he leaned forward with a little excitement, and the gentian silver spear in his hand stabbed forward continuously, not to be outdone.

shhhhhh...

After a burst of light and shadow, the seven long snakes hissed at Ma Chao, spitting out snake letters, and killed Ma Chao. These are the seven coiled snakes!

"Good marksmanship!"

Yan Xing couldn't help but yelled, staring at the two people on the battlefield in admiration, with strange excitement in his eyes.

He did not expect to be able to see such unpredictable marksmanship today. The marksmanship of the two of them looks somewhat similar, with seven or eight gun heads flickering rapidly in virtual reality. With this pistol method, many people have never seen it for a lifetime. Can't practice.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong..."

Yan Xing muttered the name to himself, deeply remembering it in his heart. He didn't expect to see another master with a gun besides Ma Chao.

blah blah...

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, the roar of war horses came again, and the two figures, one white and one silver, fought together again. The gentian silver gun and the tiger-headed golden gun collided continuously in the air, and sparks continued to burst out. La flash.

The spear in Ma Chao's hand was like a fierce tiger, roaring constantly, and Zhao Yun's spear was even more unpredictable like a dragon, always picking at Ma Chao from incredible angles.

……

But when everyone's eyes were attracted by the two people in the battle group, Ning Rong slowly came to Ma Teng's side.

"Lord Hou!" The Beifu army guarding Ma Teng noticed Ning Rong's arrival and saluted in a low voice.

"En! Take out what General Ma is mouthing!" Ning Rong ordered in a low voice.

"General Ma, it's unavoidable, I hope you don't take offense!"

Hearing Ning Rong's words, Ma Teng had no expression on his face, he just glanced at Ning Rong lightly, and then focused his eyes on the battle in the distance.

"General Ma, the tiger-headed golden spear of the Major General is really majestic. Do you think he is somewhat similar to General Zhao?"

Ning Rong pointed at Ma Chao and Zhao Yun, and asked Ma Teng.Ma Teng didn't know what Ning Rong meant, but...Zhao Zilong was indeed as handsome as his own son, both wearing white armor and a long spear, and their martial arts were rare in the world, the only difference was that they Ma Chao is wearing a Xichuan silver silk gown today, while

Zhao Yun is wearing a white robe of snow-white silk brocade.

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