After Meng Tian built up his momentum to the peak, he let out a loud roar, and then saw his legs clamping the horse's belly, pointing his spear forward, and suddenly turned into a black light and rushed forward.
The bright tip of the gun exudes an evil aura, its color is like ink, and it wraps around the gun body, making people look intimidating.
Ying Zheng stood on the high platform and nodded. Meng Tian's shot could penetrate gold and crack stone.
Especially the blood-devouring aura, as if it were coming out of thousands of troops fighting. One person and one horse made people see beacon fire, mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The surrounding guards also kept applauding in their hearts. The Meng family was worthy of being a general for generations. The man and the horse were one. They were dazzled by this shot, and they couldn't help but wonder how many rounds the young white-armored general who fought against General Meng could last.
"Well done!"
Jing Zhou kicked the horse's belly with his right leg, and Ta Xue sensed it. He neighed and turned into a stream of light and galloped away.
The spear was dragged to the ground by him, crackling, and a burst of sparks were instantly wiped out on the ground. The sparks followed the gun and looked like lightning.
Two figures, one black and one white, crossed a hundred feet in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, horse hooves stepped on the clouds and soared into the sky, leaping up several feet. The spear in Jingzhou's hand instantly stabbed out from top to bottom. The spear came out like a dragon. The tip of the spear trembled sharply, piercing the air and making an explosion sound.
This shot came and went without a trace, as if it had never appeared before. There was only an explosion that fell in Meng Tian's ears, just like a spring thunder.
"What a fast gun!"
From this shot, Meng Tian smelled the breath of death.
This shot was almost at its peak. Meng Tian's eyes widened. He didn't have time to think too much. Relying on his extraordinary experience, he raised the gun to block it in front of him.
"clang!"
A loud noise spread out, the two guns intersected, and fireworks flew everywhere, extremely dazzling.
The evil energy that was originally gathered into a ball at the tip of Meng Tian's spear actually started to scatter after being shaken by a huge force.
Then there was another crisp sound of "kachakaca", and Meng Tian sat down on his black horse, neighing and crushing the stone slab that was more than three inches thick.
Huge pain came from the tiger's mouth, and Meng Tian felt a shudder in his heart. The secret was not good, the force coming from the gun was a bit stronger than he expected. If the opponent stabbed a few more times at this time, the gun in his hand would probably be Get out of the way.
Suddenly his eyesight dimmed, the sunlight was blocked by a dark shadow, and the huge force coming from the gun disappeared. Only then did Meng Tian take a breath and gallop forward on his horse.
Although Ying Zheng was not Meng Tian and could not feel the frightening power, he watched it with gusto, as if there were thousands of troops in front of him. He clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "It turns out that Sir's fighting skills on horseback are also extraordinary. He can be on an equal footing with Meng Tian."
Ying Zheng's words were transmitted to Gai Nie's ears word by word. Gai Nie shook his head incomprehensibly. Half of his face, covered by black hair, was slightly lowered. His eyes were like clear water, getting brighter and brighter, and his gaze passed through his forehead. The first few strands of hair fell on the white horse in front of the palace.
Jing Zhou turned the horse's head, looked at Meng Tian from a distance, smiled and nodded.
With that shot just now, he roughly guessed Meng Tian's arm strength and figured out his strength.
Since the beginning of Xiaoao, his youth will become smaller every time he travels through time. Especially when he first traveled from Xiaoao to Yitian, his body became a little bigger than a baby.
However, after each time he traveled through time, his body seemed to be re-trained, and his strength became stronger each time. After several time travels, and the fact that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu had reached this world, he had already cultivated it to the top level. , at this time, the strength in Jingzhou's arms was no less than a thousand pounds.
Although Meng Tian is extraordinary, he may not be able to hold on for long under the huge force. If Meng Tian is defeated with one shot and loses the face of this future mainstay of the empire, it will not be beautiful.
Besides, this time it was just a competition, and he had obtained the new BMW magic weapon. Wouldn't it be boring if Meng Tian lost too quickly?
The soldiers on the high wall looked at each other in confusion. They didn't expect that the young general in white armor could fight against General Meng without losing.
If they hadn't remembered their responsibilities, the Prancing Horse's shot in the air just now would have almost made them scream.
At that moment, many people began to wonder how many rounds it would take General Meng and the young man in silver armor to decide the winner.
The intersection of the two horses was a combination. Now that the combination has passed, nothing can be seen. It seems that the two are matched!
"drive!"
"General Meng, let's come again!"
"good!"
In the blink of an eye, the two horses were intertwined again.
Jingzhou has one horse and four spears, and all kinds of marksmanship are in his hands.
In the Yitian world, after the Mingjiao conquered the world, he collected all the famous marksmanship in the world, whether it was the Yang family spear or the Yue family spear, and later he added his own martial arts insights to it. At this time, The marksmanship he used was unique and exquisite.
"What an exquisite marksmanship!"
Meng Tian sighed loudly, not daring to show any slightness in his heart, and swung the spear in his hand to the extreme.
"Dang Dang Dang"
Three more shots were fired at lightning speed.
For these three shots, Meng Tian clearly felt that the force on the tip of Jingzhou's spear was much weaker. Although it was difficult to catch them, he still took them all.
"Okay, come again!"
Although Gai Nie stood in the main hall, he saw all the fighting between the two people.
From Jing Zhou's previous shot, he could clearly see that Meng Tian's arms were shaking slightly at first, and then his breathing was erratic. The black horse's hind legs were curled up due to the pressure when he sat down. Moreover, from Jing Zhou's shot, he did not Feel the slightest fluctuation of internal energy.
"What a powerful force! I'm afraid Ao Qing didn't even have to use all his strength with that shot. He could suppress Meng Tian so much that he couldn't even lift the gun with just the strength of his body!"
"If you take that shot by yourself, even if you can take it, you will inevitably suffer a hidden loss."
Gai Nie suddenly thought of a prisoner named Sheng Qi he captured a few days ago.
The man was holding a huge sword, and he was also extremely powerful. He could easily split mountains, split rocks, destroy bridges and trees.
If his internal strength was not superior to Sheng Qi's, and he could avoid his sharp edge and attack him off guard, it would be impossible to capture Sheng Qi.
"Dongdongdong"
"Dongdongdong"
The war drums kept beating, one after another, making people's blood boil.
The horses neighed, the cloaks fluttered, and the competition between the two gave rise to the feeling of thousands of troops fighting.
"Shihe"
"Thirty Together"
"Fifty"
The soldiers around were constantly counting the rounds between the two of them. They never expected that the young general in silver armor could win or lose with General Meng in a fifty-fifty match!
At this time, Meng Tian was sweating all over his body, and his arms felt as if they were filled with lead. They were extremely heavy. His palms were split open, his fingers were numb, and the gun in his hand seemed to fall off.
Since he went to the battlefield at the age of twelve, he has encountered no less than twenty fights, but he has never encountered anyone with such superb marksmanship and astonishing strength like Jing Zhou. It seemed as if the one he was competing with for fifty years was not the mountain ghost of the Yin Yang family, but an unparalleled general who dominated the battlefield and was invincible.
Meng Tian looked from a distance and saw that Jingzhou was still as calm as before, and even his breath had not changed. At this time, he still didn't know where the man in front of him would have given way to him from the beginning, otherwise the two of them would Why fight till fifty!
In an instant, Meng Tian thought of Wu'an Jun Bai Qi, the man who was once arrogant, invincible, and invincible, who slaughtered millions of lives on the battlefield.
Meng Tian only thought for a moment before the silver figure came with a gun.
"clang"
The two spears intersected, and Meng Tian's arm shook. The spear in his hand flew straight out and was inserted three feet away. It was cold and the tip of the spear, which was nearly two feet long, was pressed against his throat.
Unexpectedly, General Meng lost this fight. The soldiers watching were stunned and couldn't help but wonder who the young general who defeated General Meng was.
"The general is no match for me. Thank you so much, Master Imperial Master, for showing mercy!"
Jingzhou took back the spear, threw it casually on the weapon rack, and said with a smile: "This time I have a duel with General Meng, Qing Ye feels very happy, and I want to thank General Meng for taking action."
Meng Tian arched his hand forward, keeping this feeling in his heart, and his admiration for the national master in front of him increased to a higher level.
The two got off their horses and came to the palace. They saw that there was an extra young man next to Ying Zheng.
The young man was dressed in white clothes, clean and neat, with a face like white jade, eyebrows like ink paintings, and the air of a humble gentleman.
Ying Zheng slapped his palms several times and said, "Sir, not only has he practiced Yin Yang to an extremely advanced level, but his martial arts skills in charging in front of the formation are also so extraordinary. You two have really opened my eyes."
Meng Tian immediately bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty has given you such a generous compliment, but Meng Tian is too embarrassed to deserve it."
Ever since the Yin Yang Family surrendered to the empire, Ying Zheng has attached great importance to the people of the Yin Yang Family. In the past, Meng Tian was not surprised, but now after seeing the ability of the national master in front of him, he can get a glimpse of the power of the Yin Yang Family!
Meng Tian then turned around and saluted, and said to the young man in white next to Ying Zheng: "Meng Tian has met His Highness the Young Master!"
The young master waved and said with a smile: "General Meng, there is no need to be polite!"
"This must be Young Master Fusu." Jing Zhou glanced at the young Young Master and guessed his identity.
Although Fusu was still young at this time, his gentlemanly spirit was clearly revealed.
"This is the most qualified heir to the empire. He loves his people like a son and comforts the remaining people of the six countries with tenderness. If Fusu succeeds to the throne, how can it lead to the death of the second emperor of the empire."
"Eternal God Emperor"
Fusu is a person who is extremely admirable in terms of his character, methods, and ambition. During the trip to Xiaoshengxian Village, he took people to discuss Taoism with Confucianists with swords. He defeated Confucianists and made Confucianists completely convinced. , and gave Confucianism face and opportunity.
If Fusu had no real power in his hands, Confucianism would probably be able to enter the court soon.
Jingzhou thought for a moment and then heard a very soft voice: "Fusu has seen the Imperial Master."
Cupping his hands, Jingzhou returned the courtesy and said, "I've met the young master."
Ying Zheng was also extremely satisfied with his eldest son, and immediately introduced him: "This is my eldest son Fusu. You two competed in martial arts before, and the sound of drums was loud, but you attracted him here."
Jing Zhou smiled and said, "It turns out it's His Highness Fusu. He often hears the name of the young master. When he met him today, he realized that the rumors were not credible. The young master is even better than the rumors."
Fusu said humbly: "The master of the country is so complimentary that Fusu is ashamed to deserve it..."
