The Strongest Overlord of the Three Kingdoms

Zhao Yun made a mistake in one blow and was suppressed by Sun Ce.

Gold and iron mingled, sparks jumped out.

Sun Ce hit more than ten times in a row, but he had no choice but to rein in his horse, turn over the mud, and stab again.

The iron gun grazed the air, hummed, and became light, like a spirit snake.

Zhao Yun turned his head, and lightly bumped the horse's belly with his heel. The horse let out a heavy breath, and leaped over with its hooves.

Sun Ce, who was pursuing, heard the sound of piercing through the air, raised his gun, and with a bang, blocked Zhao Yun's returning carbine, and in a blink of an eye, he closed the distance.

The two guns hit each other several times in the air.

"Go away—"

From behind, Sun Ce yelled violently, charged forward with his gun in hand, and patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder.

In front, Zhao Yun waved his gun and turned around. The heavy iron gun came down, his arms sank suddenly, and the barrel of the gentian gun bent directly. Fortunately, the material of the gentian gun was tough, so it didn't break.

"drink!"

Zhao Yun roared and pushed the iron spear away, not daring to continue fighting.

Sun Ce was already good at strength, but at this time Zhao Yun's posture couldn't exert his full strength, so he would definitely suffer.

The gun head, like a snake letter, penetrated the distance, struck dozens of times, and wiped out a series of sparks.

Dang clang clang ringing incessantly.

Zhao Yun spun the gentian gun sharply, blocking Sun Ce's attacking route, and with the impact of the huge force, Sun Ce was forced back a few steps.

The confrontation between the two sides was like lightning and flint, evenly matched.

"it is good!"

Jingzhou soldiers couldn't help shouting and cheering.

Sun Yi was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. His subordinates were fighting against such a monster?

That is a monster that can fight against his brother without losing the wind!

Sun Yi no longer dared to scold his subordinates as trash, he was worried that he would scold himself too.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong really deserves his reputation."

Sun Kuang was speechless when he heard this.

"Third brother, we are in danger!"

"Ok?"

"You see how happy my brother and Zhao Zilong are fighting, with my brother's character, do you still care about what happened before?"

"This..." Sun Yi was suddenly startled, "Maybe brother is venting his anger for us? Otherwise, why bother to make such a big fuss."

"I hope so." Sun Kuang sighed.

At this moment, the situation on the field has changed again.

"Come, fight with me!"

Sun Ce thundered loudly, his horseshoes galloped wildly, and fell into the mud, like a chariot advancing at high speed, he raised his arms and stabbed towards Zhao Yun with a bang.

Even if Zhao Yun had a shield in his hand, he didn't dare to take it hard.

Such unparalleled strength, such transcendent eruptions, would definitely be knocked off the horse.

Zhao Yun could only rely on ingenuity to let the iron gun pass by with a slap and a shake.

The two gun barrels rubbed against each other, making a squeaking sound of twisted metal, sparking sparks one after another.

The strength of the fight between the two was extremely great, and the power was shocking.

Sun Ce didn't expect Zhao Yun to be able to take this blow, he thought he would use his agility to avoid it.

If Sun Ce's strength is 100 points, then Zhao Yun has at least 98 points, plus that skillful strength, he is evenly matched with Sun Ce.

"Beat the drums and cheer!"

The general of Jingzhou can naturally see how fierce the two attacking figures are, like wild beasts.

It is their honor to be able to see this peak duel!

Immediately, someone turned back and sounded the war drum.

Boom boom boom!

The passionate drums rang, and the soldiers standing in the city waved their weapons and shouted loudly.

"The general is mighty!"

Lu Meng also wanted to encourage Zhao Yun, but unfortunately there are too few people on their side.

The momentum is a little weaker.

But how can Zhao Yun's mood be shaken by foreign objects?

The war horse turned around, looking for a fighter, stepped on the gravel with its iron hooves, and shot it out with a snap, stirring up dust on the ground.