This Nangong and Knee are all daughters and no sons. In his Nangong family's primary family, there is only one male Nangong Jian who can succeed his own family patriarch and his own business. Nangong and naturally don't want Nangong Jian to die here.
It's just that it's too late for Nangong and his precious nephew to stop him. That Nangong Sword has completely escaped the protection of the army at this moment. In desperation, Nangong He can only hope that Nangong Sword can win.
Seeing another enemy general ran out, Hua Zhonglong let out a cold snort, and once again took a single blow. However, this Nangong sword is different from the three people who just died tragically under Hua Zhonglong's hand, and the martial skills are extraordinary. He saw Hua Zhonglong slashing over with this knife, Nangong Jian straightened his spear, but turned around in the air, avoiding the blade of the single blade, and pierced directly towards Hua Zhonglong's wrist. Fortunately, Huazhong Longan was eager and hurriedly retracted the single-handedly, blocking the shot of Nangong Sword.
After the first rendezvous and confrontation between the two, they each assumed a posture, but fell into a short pause. The Hua Zhonglong looked at Nangong Sword in surprise, then he smiled, nodded and said: "Well! You are very good boy, you can be regarded as my old flower opponent. Okay! Let's come again." After that, Hua Zhonglong mentioned Single-handedly, he slashed towards the Nangong sword again.
This time Huazhonglong's knife was not as simple as it was just now. I saw that the single knife suddenly flashed three knife shadows in the air, each of which was the upper, middle and lower three paths, and slashed towards the Nangong sword. Regardless of the small number of three sword shadows, the big sword in Hua Zhonglong's hand is really too big, covering the whole body of Nangong Jian.
Seeing Hua Zhonglong's sword move, the Nangong Sword snorted, and then he yelled. The spear in his hand trembled violently. In a blink of an eye, countless ghosts were separated, and he immediately slammed it. The three sword shadows used by Huazhonglong and Huazhonglong himself were all enveloped in. At the same time, among the spear shadows of the spear, there was a sharp howling sound, and the sound of breaking through the air was rapid. The attack on Huazhonglong.
Two shouts sounded at the same time, but the first one came from Nangongjian himself. When he used this trick, he shouted five words indiscriminately. But the other shout came from the army of the Zhao Jiayi army, and the one who made this life's shout was Zhao Yun, who had just played a prestige and went away.
Facing the random flashing spear technique used by Nangongjian, Huazhonglong couldn't break it. He could only retreat a few steps behind the horse, and withdrew from the attack range of Nangongjian, avoiding its sharp edge. .
"Humph! You are nothing more than that." Seeing Hua Zhonglong stepped back, Nangong Jian also snorted coldly, shouting sarcastically.
"Mother, you dare to underestimate Grandpa!" After being so ridiculed by Nangong Jian, Hua Zhonglong's fiery temper immediately exploded. When even swearing swearing, he rushed forward when he raised the single-handed sword in his hand, and fought with Nangong Jian.
"The dragon in the flower." At this moment, a call sounded, but it stopped the movement of the dragon in the flower. The dragon in the flower turned his head and saw that Zhao Yun carried the silver spear and rushed out again. While shouting: "The dragon in the flower, let's do it slowly. Please leave this person to me to deal with it."
"Hey! Zhao Yun, how can you do this? Do you understand the rules? I ran into this person first. If you want to fight, you have to wait until I lose." Hearing Zhao Yun's words, Hua Zhonglong immediately turned aside. He opened his mouth and thought that Zhao Yun was here to fight against him. After Hua Zhonglong finally encountered an opponent, how could he easily give it to others, naturally he refused.
At this time, the letter king Zhao Zhen also began to speak: "The dragon in the flower, return first, Zhao Yun and that person have something to say." The letter king Zhao Zhen had already guessed Zhao Yun and this general from the time he saw the flashing spear technique. The relationship is not simple. Recalling that the Nangong family had also interacted with the masters of Taihang Mountain. So Xin Wang Zhao Zhen guessed that the general was from the Nangong family.
The letter king Zhao Zhen has spoken. Although Hua Zhonglong is reluctant, he can only do it according to the letter Wang Zhao Zhen's instructions. Even if he pouted, like a wronged child, he reluctantly retreated to the army. As for the Nangong sword, Zhao Yun suddenly shouted just now, and when Hua Zhonglong stopped the offensive, Nangong sword also stopped. Regardless of him in the British Xuan army, but because of the death of Master Taihangshan, he has always advocated martial arts. Under the teacher's teaching, he didn't even bother to do things that violated martial ethics. So I just stood on the spot, waiting for Zhao Yun to replace Huazhonglong into battle, then raised his spear, pointed at Zhao Yun, and shouted: "Come on, you can pass the name? Nangong will not kill the unnamed ghost under the sword."
Sure enough, it was the Nangong sword. The letter king Zhao Zhen was shocked, but Zhao Yun's face became more complicated. He didn't expect that the meeting with the senior brother would be met on the battlefield. But right now, the Nangong Sword had joined the British Xuanguan Army, and it was not so easy to pull the Nangong Sword to the adult's side. With a wry smile, Zhao Yun didn't rush to do anything, but fisted at Nangong Jian and shouted: "Junior Brother Zhao Yun, pay homage to Senior Brother."
"Big Brother?" At first, Nangong Jian was confused by Zhao Yun's unfamiliar name, but soon, Nangong Jian's face suddenly showed ecstasy, staring at Zhao Yun, and asked: "You, are you the little apprentice accepted by the master? Are you my junior?"
Nangong Jian hasn’t seen his master for many years, so at this time, I really don’t know how to ask about this. Finally, Zhao Yun also understood what Nangong Jian meant, and nodded and replied: "I worshipped ten years ago. Entered the master’s school. The master also told me about the senior brother back then, but I was late to get started. By then, the senior brother had already descended from the Taihang Mountains and went to the south. Today, the senior brother is the first time to see the senior brother. "After that, Zhao Yun directly raised the silver spear and bowed his fist.
Looking at the silver gun, it is the basis for practicing random flashing guns. Only their teachers can use this trick to make sure that the other party is really his younger brother. Nangong Jian was very excited. When even asked: "Senior brother! Master is an old man. Is it okay now?"
When Zhao Yun heard this, his face was bleak, and he said with tears in his tears: "Senior brother, please be sorry. The Golden Soldiers invaded. Master and his old man led the Taihang Mountain Loyalty Society heroes to fight against the Golden Soldiers. Master and his old man killed hundreds of enemies in a row. die a martyr."
Hearing what Zhao Yun said, Nangongjian's eyes widened and shouted: "Master! A disciple is not filial!" Nangongjian cried, and burst into tears. Zhao Yun couldn't help but shed tears at this time.
After waiting for a while, Nangong Jian suppressed the feeling of grief and sighed. Although the master accepted him back then because of the favor, he made an exception and accepted himself as a disciple. But how can Nangong Jian forget the kindness of teaching back then
Zhao Yun and Nangongjian had such a conversation, but both sides were a little baffled. Isn't this a war? Why is it that good-for-nothing suddenly becomes commonplace? Then, can this battle be fought
The British Xuan Army, who had temporarily postponed its retreat because of the sudden emergence of the Nangong Sword, now had no idea what to do. Yinghua looked at the Nangong Sword, which seemed to be very intimate in the middle of the battlefield, frowned, and turned to Nangong and said, "General Nangong. What's the matter with your nephew and the other general?"
Nangonghe's heart burst, and he couldn't help but groan secretly. From the words of Nangongjian and the other party just now, Nangonghe had already guessed what was going on. After all, Nangong Sword was apprentice in Taihang Mountain back then, Nangong He knew very well, it seems that the silver armored general was another disciple of the old Taihang Mountain spear master before Nangong Sword.
But the junior who gave birth to Nangong Sword is the warlord under Zhao Yan's account. If this matter reaches Yingxuan's ears, let alone Nangong Sword, even Nangong He can't get rid of it.
Facing Yinghua’s aggressive gaze, Nangonghe knew that he couldn’t avoid it, so he could only bite the bullet and replied: “Jian'er once used Taihang Mountain Spear King Master Gao Chong as his teacher. If you want to come, the silver armored enemy general should also be Gao Chong Master. One of his disciples."
"Oh." To Nangonghe's answer, Yinghua just responded and turned his head blankly, continuing to watch the movement on the battlefield. Yinghua's reaction made Nangonghe even more uneasy. He didn't know what Yinghua meant, but from Yinghua's expression, he couldn't tell what was the name, so he could only stay honestly by the side.
On the battlefield, Zhao Yun and Nangongjian chatted for a while, but they also reacted immediately. The two looked at each other behind each other, with inexplicable expressions on their faces. Nangongjian said with a complicated expression: "Junior Brother, you are now under Zhao Yan's account..."
Before Nangongjian finished speaking, Zhao Yun directly replied: "My lord treats me very well. I am now the commander of the army."
Nangongjian couldn't help being surprised. Although Nangongjian was only a small school in the British Xuan Army, his uncle Nangong He was only a deputy general, and he was considered an important general in the British Xuan Army. However, Nangong Jian has heard about Nangongjian about the affairs of the leaders of various ministries under Zhao Yan. I didn't expect Zhao Yun to become one of the four commanders. This shows how much trust King Zhao Zhen trusts Zhao Yun. Correspondingly, I am afraid that Zhao Yun is also loyal to the letter king Zhao Zhen, but Nangongjian's plan to persuade Zhao Yun to come over has not been implemented, and it just died.
And Zhao Yun said in reverse: "Big Brother, Master’s family of the Gao family has already been submitted to the account of the King of Letter Zhao Zhen with his second brother Gao Pang. We are actually the army under the account of King of Letter Zhao Zhen. Unify the southern and northern expeditions of the Golden Kingdom. Now that Yingxuan is going against the law, why don't you give up the secret? How about you and my brothers working for adults together?"
"Is it Gao Pang?" When Nangong Jian came out of Gao Chong, the young Gao Pang and the old Gao Chong brothers were no longer together, so although Nangong Jian knew that there was such a little uncle, there was no such thing. Seen it. Unexpectedly, Shishu was also serving under Wang Xin Zhao Zhen, and Zhao Yan's army was indeed part of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen.
However, Nangongjian shook his head and rejected Zhao Yun's proposal, and said with a wry smile: "Junior brother, I can't promise you. The relationship between my Nangong family and the British Xuan army is already inseparable, and it is absolutely impossible to escape the rebellion. Junior brother, since You and I are the masters, you are not too much scruples. Come on, let me see, you have learned a lot of things under the master." After that, Nangong Jian's spear was turned on, and that turned his face and turned his face.
Zhao Yun was not surprised. He nodded silently, and at the same time flashed the silver gun in his hand. This time, it could be said that it was a real same-door battle. However, Zhao Yun didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, because he had heard from the master at the beginning that when the master accepted the big brother, it was completely a matter of necessity, so Nangong Jian did not learn the real skills of the master. However, Zhao Yun himself has the master's true biography. If he really wants to fight, Nangong Jian will lose.
But the problem is, even if Zhao Yun can defeat Nangongjian, what about it? Nangongjian refused to surrender, is it really going to kill his brother? Although it was the first time that Zhao Yun saw his senior, it didn't mean that he was really cruel. Master has passed away, so I can't kill my fellow brother! I'm sorry for that, Master.
The Nangong sword in front of Zhao Yun had the same idea, but after all, the Nangong sword was much bigger than Zhao Yun, and his temperament had to be mature. Even if he shouted, "Junior Brother, I'm making a move for my brother." After that, Nangong Jian's hands trembled. , The random flashing spears directly directed towards Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun didn't know how many times he practiced this random flashing spear, and he could avoid it even with his eyes closed. Naturally, this trick of Nangong Sword could not help Zhao Yun. I saw that Zhao Yun trembled with his hand, and also used a random flash of spears, only to hear that between the two, the countless shadows of the spears flashed past, and at the same time, there was a dense crash, at least hundreds of times. .
"Drink!" Seeing that the random flashing of the guns did not work, Nangongjian roared again, turning his upper body, but turning the spear in a circle, and slammed towards Zhao Yun's face. Although it was just a simple shot, the tip of the gun began to tremble violently after it was used, and it turned out to be a novel change of the random flash gun. In terms of talent, Nangong sword can be regarded as a master’s gift. Although the master still kept a hand when he was teaching him, the marksmanship of the Nangong sword is much better than that of General Zhong, and it has also been mixed with a lot of Nangong swords over the years. My own understanding can be said to be of its own kind.
Just talking about talent, Zhao Yun is better than Nangongjian. Seeing the shot of Nangong Sword, Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly brightened, and he drank a burst of color, but he did not dare to neglect in his hand. Facing the shooting gun shadow, Zhao Yun twisted his body and the silver spear suddenly pierced from behind. After exiting, he directly pierced into the center of that group of gun shadows. Zhao Yun's eyes were really real. Here, it was the only flaw in Nangongjian's trick. Sure enough, when Zhao Yun's silver spear was pierced out, the shadow of the spear in the sky immediately disappeared, leaving only the two spears intertwined.
When the two shots touched, they seemed to be stuck. Both of them were struggling with this gun. It's just that neither of them was the kind of warrior who was good at strength. They gritted their teeth and competed for a long time, but they did. There is no result. The two of them shouted loudly at the same time, but they retracted their spears and fought again.
At this time, the two of them fought so hard that they couldn't even see their figures, and they were all covered by two groups of gun shadows. Except for the clanging clanging sound, nothing is known. At this time, the soldiers on both sides felt anxious, and they didn't know who would win or lose.
However, this is also limited to ordinary soldiers and uninfluenced fighters. There are still many people who can see the battle clearly. The letter king Zhao Zhen's face was straight, her eyes narrowed, and he nodded and said, "This Nangong guy is quite capable."
"Huh!" Shan Hongfei snorted coldly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "This Zhao Yun, I don't know what he is doing. Obviously he can take the opponent down early in the morning. Why are you merciful everywhere? This Nangong sword's. Although his skills are pretty good, it is not difficult for Zhao Yun to win him." As soon as Shan Hongfei made this judgment, Lin Yuhu on the side also nodded, obviously agreeing with Shan Hongfei's view. As for the other top master Hu Tianqing on the side of Xinwang Zhaozhen, he is dozing there at the moment. There is no war, and it is obviously impossible for Hu Tianqing to lift his spirits.
The letter king Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "General Shan, don't have to say that. After all, the other party is Zhao Yun's senior, and it is normal for Zhao Yun to be scrupulous."
Although the believer Zhao Zhen said this, Shan Hongfei was still dissatisfied and said, "My lord. You can't say that. I don't have much to say about the relationship between Zhao Yun and his brother, but they are on the battlefield now. Zhao Yun shouldn't be such a child. Love is long. I don't think Zhao Yun has suffered any loss here. Today's battle is over, I have to teach this kid a good meal."
No matter in terms of age, skill, or seniority, Shan Hongfei is undoubtedly the eldest brother of the Southern Army under the account of the faithful king Zhao Zhen. So even if Zhao Yun's reliance on Wang Zhaozhen takes longer than Shan Hongfei, but Shan Hongfei wants to educate Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun will have no other words.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen shook her head, but didn't say anything. Zhao Yun had his own reason for doing this. Even if Zhao Yun showed mercy to Nangongjian's subordinates, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen would not blame Zhao Yun for it. Just a mere Nangong sword, it can't affect the overall situation of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen at all. How big waves can Nangongjian make for a small character? Looking at Zhao Yun's face, even if it is to save his life, what can it be
But at this moment, I heard a violent shout, and suddenly a silver light flashed on that battlefield, and the shadow of the two guns that had been intertwined for a long time disappeared immediately. Immediately after a muffled sound sounded, a figure flew out upside down, but it was Nangong Sword.
Just now I believe Wang Zhaozhen and other top masters saw it really. Although Zhao Yun had kept his hands everywhere before, but after hundreds of moves like this, Zhao Yun finally wielded his true strength, and it was a trick to kill the gun. Nangong sword was defeated in one fell swoop.
Zhao Yun defeated the senior apprentice as soon as he shot out. Only at the last moment, Zhao Yun was still merciful. Instead of a shot penetrated Nangongjian’s throat, he reversed the shot and slapped the goggles on Nangongjian’s chest with the barrel of the gun, directly knocking him down. Flew out.
Looking at the Nangong sword lying on the ground with a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yun's face was full of complex contradictory expressions. He raised his head and glanced at the formation of the British Xuan Army, and quelled those enemies who wanted to come to the rescue. He immediately rushed forward and rushed to the front of Nangong Jian, holding the silver spear and pointing at the throat of Nangong Jian , The cold voice said: "Brother, you surrender." Although Zhao Yun said this with helplessness, the chill in the words made everyone believe that the tip of the gun could pierce the throat of Nangongjian at any time. .
Looking at Zhao Yun in front of him, Nangongjian smiled miserably, but said nothing, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come. He didn't say anything, but it was more obvious than what he said, and he refused to surrender if he made it clear. Zhao Yun's cheeks twitched, but the silver gun in his hand was as solid as a rock.
After a while, Zhao Yun heard a sigh, and finally retracted the silver spear, turned the horse's head, and went back. And Nangong Jian slowly opened his eyes, stood up without saying a word, and swayed back to the formation of the British Xuan Army. This time, Nangong He immediately stepped forward to hold Nangong Jian with concern. Asked: "Jian'er. How? Are you okay?"