He raised the Coiling Dragon and Crouching Tiger gun and blocked it upwards.
As soon as Ma Chao raised his hand, he already felt something bad: the strong wind pressing against him was extremely powerful, and if Han Rong was indeed using a gun, then "Dang" there was a loud earthquake, and it took a lot of effort to deflect the shot from above.
The elephant, dragon, and horse screamed, and their hooves flexed slightly.
At the same time, Ma Chao, who quickly escaped and regrouped, felt that all his blood was rushing through his body, and a few streaks of blood shot out from his five senses and seven orifices.
His body was crumbling, and Ma Chao quickly adjusted his inner breath to suppress the restless energy and blood.
When he turned back, Ma Chao suddenly saw a nine-foot-tall veteran with white hair and beard standing in front of him.
His tall and straight figure seemed to block the light of the rising sun in the sky.
In his hand was a huge spear that was as thick as an adult's arm, about one foot and one foot long.
Judging from its color, the gun body was actually made of fine steel mixed with iron.
The spear head is in the shape of a gold-plated tiger's head, and the tiger's mouth swallows the blade, which is awe-inspiring, cold, and extremely sharp.
At this time, the west wind was brisk, blowing Han Rong's gray hair and beard.
Thousands of Yuan soldiers around saw Han Rong's move, and they all shouted enthusiastically.
For a moment, Ma Chao was in a trance as if he had seen an old god of war from ancient times.
Although people are old, their fighting spirit is not old Moreover, there was a faintly rising momentum that curled up the entire air, as fierce and violent as the roar of evil spirits.
Damn it Ma Chao was shocked.
He had never imagined that Han Rong, the gun king of Hebei, would use such a huge gold-plated tiger-headed spear.
What was even more terrifying was that his combat skills were not at all like those of Jianghu.
Just like Ma Chao, he is extremely strong and powerful without any regrets.
Just from the sudden attack before, Ma Chao completely felt Han Rong's state.
His strength, skills and even understanding of martial arts are definitely not lower than mine.
That bitch of history It never told Ma Chao that there were such brave, resourceful and unrivaled generals under Yuan Shao.
At this time, Ma Chao began to regret that he had gone into danger alone.
But the strange thing is that after receiving such a blow, his heartbeat suddenly increased to more than twice as fast as usual, and the eager madness in his eyes also burned.
The whole body is excited and roaring, eager for the ultimate battle with such a strong man.
"You are the first person who can suppress his energy and blood like this after being shot by me."
Han Rong stroked the long beard on his chin and said.
"Hmph, it's not painful or itchy," Ma Chao replied contemptuously.
After his fingers danced twice on the Coiling Dragon and Crouching Tiger Spear, he suddenly clenched his eyes and rushed towards Han Rong, like lightning, "Old man, You have to know, how can you be happy without pain or itching?"
"Okay."
Han Rong was not angry at all when he heard this, but faced Ma Chao's impact, he was attentive.
The big gun in his hand was coiled into a giant dragon to protect his chest, and he stared at Ma Chao as steadily as a mountain, showing his master's style.
However, what he faced was General Tian who shot Yongliang's first shot.
Ma Chao seemed to stab the spear lightly, without any fancy, as if he could knock it away with just one easy block.
But when Han Rong faced that shot, his expression gradually became serious, because he could see that Ma Chao's shot seemed slow, but when it suddenly picked up speed, it could attack from any unimaginable angle, like an antelope hanging its horns.
No trace to be found.
Once the wind of the gun hits the body, it will be like a mountain falling apart and the earth splitting apart.
To deal with such a blow, Han Rong's choice was to shoot a slow and normal spear, which was level with the tip of Ma Chao's big spear.
Seeing this, Ma Chao no longer restrained the murderous aura in his body and released it violently.
Facing Han Rong's big gun, he shouted loudly and suddenly sent it out at a speed a hundred times faster than before.
There was a soft ding, In the noisy battlefield, this slight sound is almost pitifully weak, but anyone who hears this sound will feel extremely uncomfortable in their eardrums.
Then the attraction was drawn, and everyone looked at the confrontation between Ma Chao and Han Rong on the field.
This confrontation between the two of them was just an appetizer.
After getting to know each other better, they simultaneously brought out what they had learned in their lives.
For a moment, the big guns that had spare power in each other's hands started to run continuously like the Yangtze River.
The two men looked ferocious and roared like tigers.
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The big guns in their hands were either chopping or slashing, swinging or smashing, without any sign of using the gun.
Ethereal and swift, as if the weapons in their hands were axes or hammers, a clash of the most ambitious forces between men.
The two people fighting at this time, one old and one young, one black and one white, complement each other in an interesting and tragic way.
By the end of the battle, Ma Chao's handsome face was flushed and he was roaring repeatedly, while Han Rong was also angry with his eyes like splitting and looking like a mad tiger.
To outsiders, the two of them were entangled, each waving their weapons and poking at each other.
Indiscriminate stabbing and beating, there is no order left However, only the two people in the confrontation know how dangerous their seemingly chaotic marksmanship is: both of them are masters who have entered the martial arts gate, and their moves are no longer old and are always round.
The arc line and spiral shock force always leave room for continuous attacks.
Once it is discovered that the enemy has a gap to find, the offensive will immediately be like mercury leaking from the ground, penetrating into every hole, and can no longer be contained.
However, after fighting for such a long time, the two of them found each other, and there was no flaw at all.
Only the unsettling and unpleasant sound of the clashing of weapons was revealed.
Under the unloading of the spiral force, a strange sound wave was generated, which shook all the surrounding soldiers. splitting headache
Finally, when Ma Chao stabbed him with his spear, Han Rong blocked him with his spear.
It seemed like another ordinary duel, but as soon as the Coiling Dragon and Crouching Tiger Spear touched Han Rong's gold-plated tiger head spear, Ma Chao instantly felt a hidden force coming from his spear that gently stuck to his big spear.
Stay, and then outwards, the power of the Coiling Dragon Spear is completely broken, and its strength is like a mud cow entering the sea, leaving nothing behind.
Ma Chao thought, and he was extremely angry.
However, Han Rong kept holding the big gun in his hand.
Amidst his arrogant laughter, a cold arc-shaped cold light suddenly drew out from the smoke and dust in the sky, and circled towards Ma Chao's neck.
Ma Chao suddenly used his right hand to prevent a counterattack, but with his left hand, he suddenly pulled out the iron sword from his waist.
A piece of snowflake-like sword light was released, and it rolled straight up and down towards the big gun like a whirlwind, with extremely powerful momentum.
Han Rong was still laughing when he saw this, he raised his big gun, and at the moment when the blades met, the big gun spun rapidly and grabbed Ma Chao's Su Tiejian.
Ma Chao couldn't hold it, and the sword flew out of his hand.
But at the same time, Ma Chao still refused to dodge, and kept the coiled dragon gun in his right hand.
Just when Han Rong's big gun was half an inch away from Ma Chao's body, his big gun finally swept back to Han Rong's chest, like a spinning windmill, heavily Hit Han Rong's chest and abdomen to break Han Rong's killing move The war horses neighed, and the inextricable battle between the two men finally came to an end in danger and danger.
Ma Chao ran back and took a deep breath of cold air to relieve his suffocating chest.
Han Rong also opened his mouth wide and breathed in the cold air.
After all, he was old.
The fierce fight just now made him a little exhausted.
"Good boy, you are indeed on the road to death.
I can see you and other talents in this life.
It will really comfort me."
After breathing evenly, Han Rong said these words sanctimoniously.
However, Ma Chao just snorted heavily and thought to himself: Old man, how dare you play tricks on me, Lu Fengxian, who is unparalleled in the world, and you suffered several losses under my tricks.
You and Xiao I'm using such tricks to play with a big spoon in front of Lu Ban, who is wielding a big ax and picking up dung.
During the battle, Ma Chao looked at the white horse Yi Cong who were divided up.
They were led by Zhao Yun, Tai Shi Ci, Gan Ning, Lu Bu, and Lu Qiling.
After they had gradually cleared their positions, he felt relieved.
The corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up with a sarcastic smile again: Come on, old monster, I will show you how to use the dirty tricks in battle. s: Thanks to Han Gugu and the Wang clan for the reward.
Although the calculation was wrong, it will definitely be a mistake tomorrow.
Let’s all rise up tomorrow: