Eight hundred and ninetieth IX Eight Treasure Swimming Dragon Spear
Li Zhong and Zhou Tong were shocked. Yang Zhi suddenly went crazy. Zhao Yun is a top historical star in the god level. Even the coach Lin, who is ranked third among the five tiger generals, can only go through fifty rounds.
Injured.
Now I am looking forward to the death god leaving soon. I didn’t expect that Yang Zhi, who is usually confused and decadent and sloppy, is so brave at this time. Isn’t Yang Zhi seeking death?
Li Zhong and Zhou Tong were about to persuade each other, but Yang Zhi was like a different person at this time, his eyes were as sharp as a battle gun, and the terrifying power rolled up around him made the two of them sway.
"Very good! You are qualified to fight me now!" Zhao Yun rode his horse to the school ground in front of Juyi Hall. At this time, thunder rolled in the sky, and Zhao Yun stood on the school ground like a god.
Yang Zhi rushed out of the Juyi Hall with his eight-treasure dragon spear and stood on the school ground and let the heavy rain hit him.
Yang Zhi had no distracting thoughts in his heart at this time. His past depression, depression and unsuccessful emotions were wiped out. Holding the eight-treasure dragon spear in his hand, he seemed to have regained the glory of his ancestors who had been on the battlefield and made a name on the battlefield. He wanted to
Bet on the name of the Yang family and make the name of the Yang family gun!
"The Overlord Breaks the Formation!" With Yang Zhi's roar, the real force in his body was activated, and in an instant the heavy rain was like being dispersed by an invisible huge force.
I saw Yang Zhizhan's gun dancing, and countless heavy rainstorms were condensed into a little by a terrifying force.
With a roar, Yang Zhiwu rushed towards Zhao Yun with his battle gun. Each of Yang Zhi's shots drove a terrifying gun wind, and strongly rolled up heavy rain to form a huge overlord breaking formation.
With each step, the granite under his feet was shattered. As the battle guns danced, one shot was as powerful as the other, just like Xiang Yu, the king of Western Chu, rushing to the formation, with the momentum of breaking through thousands of troops.
Yang Zhi's gun came straight to Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun looked calm and sat firmly on the horse, waving the Sun-Sheng Gun casually. The gun that Yang Zhi attacked was easily blocked.
Seeing Zhao Yun's expressionless face, his casual posture made Yang Zhi even more angry. He roared, and the battle gun danced around Zhao Yun, and the battle gun stabbed Zhao Yun one after another, with one shot more powerful than the other.
Strong, but Zhao Yun is like an insurmountable natural barrier.
"Ah!" When Yang Zhi stabbed the seventh shot, Zhao Yun was still relaxed and freehand.
However, the domineering energy emitted from the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear directly reversed, and the battle gun in Yang Zhi flew out of his hand.
Yang Zhi's internal organs were also subjected to a fierce recoil, and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose, but he saw the gun coming out of his hand.
Yang Zhi was frightened and roared in anger, and the Yang Family Gun, whom he had always regarded as glory, flew away.
Yang Zhi was also knocked away by the violent countershock force, and lay weakly in the heavy rain, shame and regret swallowing his heart.
Yang Zhi was like a desperate beast roaring, smashing the granite on the school ground hard, with a stream of water flowing down his eyes, I don’t know if it was rain or tears.
Zhao Yun turned around and was about to take the horse away. He no longer had to fight a warrior who couldn't even hold a gun.
Li Zhong, Zhou Tong and others in the Juyi Hall saw Zhao Yun so terrifying. They thought Yang Zhi's earth-shaking overlord breaking formation could fight him, but they didn't expect that in front of Zhao Yun, Yang Zhi was as weak as if he was
Baby.
Zhao Yun could just take him down with no intention of fighting.
The Liangshan bandit leaders were shocked and mixed together. Zhao Yunru-sacred's strength made them suffocate and desperate. Now I just want this evil star to leave as soon as possible.
"Stop!" Yang Zhi got up from the rain. At this time, he saw his whole body expanding violently, and a pair of giant horns grew on his head, turning into a monster with half-human, half-beast, and green-faced and fangs.
This is Yang Zhi's Tiangang Demon Star, a ancient ferocious beast, blue-faced beast, which is combined with Yang Zhi.
Yang Zhi, who turned into a blue-faced beast, roared to the sky and erupted from his body, and the marble bricks in the entire martial arts field flew with the evil wind.
Yang Zhi lifted the battle gun from the ground and roared: "The King of Qin moulded the flag!"
Yang Zhi's gun quickly danced the gun flowers, rolling countless storms twisted into a dancing black dragon in the sky. The black dragon swam and the entire earth was torn into deep pits several feet long.
Because of his shame for his identity, Yang Zhi has always regarded the Green-faced Beast as a shame. Not only did he give him an ugly appearance, but also because the Green-faced Beast is the Tiananxing, he eventually fell into the bandit nest of Liangshan.
Now Yang Zhi wants to defeat this impossible peak in front of him, so he took the initiative to merge with the Green-faced Beast in his life. He wants to defeat Zhao Yun with the power of the Green-faced Beast.
Yang Zhi fused this style of Qin King's flag with the green-faced beast, and condensed all internal strength in the form of a gun flower. The power was no less than that of the Gangzheng, and it had the power of a divine general.
However, with Tianma's blessing, Zhao Yun had the strength to fight Lu Bu, a mid-level saint-level war god, and there was a gap in strength between the two!
The storm of the King of Qin who rolled the flag of Yang Zhi winding like an evil dragon, Zhao Yun didn't even turn back, and the sun-dream gun was surging with thunder, and the battle gun directly faced Yang Zhi's eight-treasure dragon-dreaming spear, double
The guns intertwined quickly in the air.
With a scream, Yang Zhi was rushed away by a huge force, and the eight-treasure dragon spear in his hand was released again. The terrifying power of the wind and thunder directly shattered the power of the blue-faced beast demon star on Yang Zhi's body, and Yang Zhi recovered.
I fell heavily to the ground.
At this time, Yang Zhi was covered in wounds torn by the storm, and thunder swam through his internal organs. He had lost the power to fight again, and even the green-faced beast was dormant.
"The overlord breaks the formation! It represents the invincible overlord. How can a coward who retreats in case of trouble and escapes in case of trouble? The King of Qin has a domineering flag, which represents the benevolence and righteousness of the people in the world, and selfishness is just for his own future.
How can those who work hard and do their best to use the King's Spike? When encountering difficulties, use external forces, then the external forces you rely on are as vulnerable as you. A warrior who has no fighting spirit, no glory, and no responsibility is not qualified to go with me at all.
Try the gun!" Zhao Yun's words rolled in Yang Zhi's ears like thunder.
Yang Zhi looked up at the figure who was tall and like a god from his perspective. He could feel the omnipotent dominance in his mind, the kingly way of the world, and the martial arts that abandoned life and death!
"Seeking the Way of the Dragon Monument!" Yang Zhi suddenly realized in his heart. At this time, he activated all the true power in his body and performed the last move in the Yang family's gun, a move he had never used before.
This move is a move passed down when Yang Ye and Yang Lao Linggong was besieged by the enemy army and killed Li Ling's monument.
Yang Zhi's body, against the backdrop of true strength, soared into the sky like a flying dragon. The eight-treasure dragon spear inserted on the ground seemed to have some sense, and emitted a wave of dragon roars and was guided by Yang Zhi's energy to fly.
As Yang Zhi held the Eight Treasure Dragon Swift Spear, the energy in his body condensed into a sky-blue Dragon flying in the sky thunder.
Zhao Yun was still like a statue of a god, looking at Yang Zhi with a expressionless face as he used the Dragon Monument to seek the truth.
"Roar!" As Yang Zhi's impact came down, the terrifying momentum even the bluestone bricks in the schoolyard around Zhao Yun fell into a huge pit. The terrifying energy scattered and scattered a high-pitched and tragic dragon roar!
The dragon roar was blowing with a terrifying hurricane, and Li Zhong and Zhou Cang were watching the battle.
When Zhao Yun saw this move, a bright color appeared in his eyes. He held a gun and rushed forward and shouted: "Seven Snakes!"
Seven colorful dragons gusto guerrillas, and the silver dragon's head and tail directly dragged the dragon that was like a meteor hitting the ground.
However, at this moment, a cold light flashed, and the gun shot in Yang Zhi's arms stabbed out, and a sharp light flashed, and Yang Zhi's eyebrows directly hit Zhao Yun's spear.
Yang Zhi's eight-treasure dragon spear came towards Zhao Yun's eyebrows, which was a spear technique that killed each other.
Zhao Yun was shocked when he saw this. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhi broke through his seven-snake snake spear and used the same way to die, the battle spear was about to pierce his eyebrows.
Suddenly, the silver dragon flew around her. Yang Zhi was held back by the terrifying force that the silver dragon burst out. Zhao Yun swung his gun and pulled it into Yang Zhi's hands holding the gun.
Yang Zhi made a crisp sound of fractures in his hands, and his whole body flew out in response, and all his eight fingers were broken, but he held his only dignity tightly, the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear!
Looking at Yang Zhi lying in the mud, Zhao Yun turned his horse's head and rode his horse to him and said, "Since you have such a fearless heart, why are you bound by layers of shackles? What you just now
With momentum, what can’t be done in this world? You are a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief! You have regained the soul of a warrior, and only in the moment just now! You are considered a warrior!"
After saying that, Zhao Yun rode a horse away. At this time, the thunderstorm had passed and a bright moon emerged from the sky.
Yang Zhi watched the majestic figure gradually fade away under the moonlight, raised his hand to grab him, and a mouthful of black blood from his mouth spurted out and fainted.
Seeing Zhao Yun leaving completely, Li Zhong and Zhou Tong waited for a long time before daring to move. Finally, they walked down weakly.
Zhou Tong looked at Yang Zhi in a coma, raised and kicked him, "After the famous family, you dare to act arrogantly in front of my brother. In front of Zhao Yun, you would be a dead dog! If it weren't for Brother Song's sake
For face, I will cut you alive now!"
Li Zhong grabbed Zhou Tong and smiled bitterly: "The heroes in the world are probably almost 10 or more dead dogs in front of Zhao Yun. The force Yang Zhi showed just now is no less than that of the Five Tiger Generals. It turns out that he has been hiding his weaknesses!
Chapter completed!