In the eyes of the Southern Xiongnu, Zhao Zilong must be crazy. Yi Qulie's axe was not alive. After all, he was also a warrior named by the Huns. The power of this axe was great enough to cut off the horse's head and smash the stones.

Yiqiulie's big axe had arrived, and a smug smile appeared on his face. He shouted: "Die!"

boom

The power of this axe is beyond people's imagination. I feel a little shock on the ground. Maybe it's an illusion that I have to be too shocked.

"What! You..."

Yi Qulie's axe was blocked by Zhao Zilong. The two of them attacked and blocked each other. The scene was very grand. The spear slowly bent down. When it reached a certain level, it stopped there. Yi Qulie could no longer move. In this way, the two of them had equal strength.

Wow

Many Huns were uproared and they were very surprised. This person who didn't look very strong, at least in front of Yi Qulie, Zhao Zilong must have a beast hidden in his body, otherwise how could he resist Yi Qulie's full-strength attack?

At the same time, some people also noticed the sweat-blooded BMW under him, and he resisted it, but the sweat-blooded BMW under him was also under a lot of pressure.

"That horse is so magical!"

"It is rumored that Zhao Zilong is the number one warrior of the Chinese Army. It turns out to be the case when I saw it today."

"No wonder Qing Cang took him to fight. This Chinese Legion is too powerful."

"My king doesn't know if I can hit him."

"It must be possible."

...

This is the manifestation of the Southern Xiongnu, and the soldiers on the Chinese Legion were not that surprised, and everything seemed to be accustomed to. Zhao Zilong's strength is well known. However, they encouraged Zhao Zilong more.

"Captain Zhao, lie on the ground!"

"Yes! Don't let him get up!"

"Captain Zhao is mighty!"

...

Zhao Zilong smiled coldly: "Yiqiulie, is your strength like this? It's too weak. It's really a waste of time. You Huns warriors are just like this."

Faced with Zhao Zilong's contempt, Yiqu was so angry that his whole body was about to explode, and his face turned red. Zhao Zilong's strength was really strong, and he was also a little nervous. After all, he was almost out of all his strength just now, and he could not win with brute force.

"You're pretty good, but that's all!"

Yi Qulie no longer used force, but quickly retreated. He threw the axe on his hand to the ground. He pulled out a scimitar from his waist. The sword was golden all over, and there was a hint of cold light in the sunlight. Instead, the Huns began to cheer.

"My king is going to use a scimitar! Zhao Zilong must die."

"It's great. I haven't seen my king use a scimitar for a long time. Today I finally have a chance."

These people praised Yiqulie. They seemed to have seen Yiqulie's power, and they inevitably became more expectant.

Zhao Zilong didn't care. His spear was horizontal to his chest. This spear was too strengthened and its durability was absolutely excellent, so he could withstand the attack of the axe.

"It's just a broken knife. Come on, Yiqiulie, Zhao Zilong, is waiting for you to fight!"

"You will regret it!"

Yiqulie's scimitar made him equally superb. His speed was completely unequal to his physique. Judging from his body shape, this guy should not be a speed type, but in reality, he takes into account both speed and strength.

Zhao Zilong's spear is also not bad, but the spear is suitable for long attacks. Although it is not much different from Yiqulie in terms of strength, if Yiqulie keeps fighting closely, Zhao Zilong will be a little struggling. But it is also very easy to fight. It is only a matter of time for him to win.

In this way, the two sides fought fiercely for more than ten rounds, but there was still no victory or defeat. Everyone was stunned by the battle between the two. Zhao Zilong gradually gained the advantage, and he seemed to have endless power to fight Yi Qulie without any temper.

可

The more Yiqiulie fights, the more frustrated he becomes. Not only can he take advantage of his strength, but he is also in speed. This makes him doubt the level of his strength.

Zhao Zilong was not breathless and was so confident in his words.

"What? Are you going to give up?"

"Impossible! Death!"

Yi Qulie accelerated his speed and tried to reverse the situation, but he was faster and Zhao Zilong was faster, just like playing.

"Warrior? You dare to claim to be a warrior. Are you not a powerful person in the Huns?"

Humiliation, this is definitely humiliation. Zhao Zilong's words are not nice, but this is based on his strength. If he does not have strength, he should be despised.

"You dare to bully me!"

Yi Qulie was so angry that he slashed hard with a scimitar, while Zhao Zilong used a spear to catch it.

A bang

The scimitar was broken into two pieces.

The Huns on the field were all stunned. They could shatter the scimitar with just the gun body. How strong is this gun.

Zhao Zilong did not stop at all, and shot back and stabbed Yi Qulie. Yi Qulie was so scared that his face turned blue and he rode his horse back.

"Want to run?"

Yi Qulie had no face and was eager to return to the city. How could Zhao Zilong let him succeed?

A long spear pointed at him, which scared Yi Qulie so much that he clamped the horse, and the horses roared and left quickly. It has to be said that the horses under him are full of explosive power. In less than a second, he had left the attack range of the spear. Yi Qulie retreated this time, and was invincible. Before the battle, he was defeated and abandoned his troops and returned.

"Hmm? Where to run!"

Zhao Zilong wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Qing Cang.

"Captain Zhao, please stop chasing him!"

Because there may be dangers when moving forward, he will not let Zhao Zilong fall into danger. If the enemy shoots arrows, he will be injured even if he is not killed. For the Chinese Legion, it is really a loss.

"Yes, Commander!"

Zhao Zilong withdrew his spear and pulled his horse back, but did not chase after him.

Yi Qulie retreated to the army, his face turned pale. It was so thrilling just now that he was just a little bit away from explaining it here. A person who is so greedy and afraid of death doesn't know how he got such a big official position.

"Hahaha! Yiqiulie, you are just like this! Who else wants to fight me, Zhao Zilong?" Zhao Zilong said arrogantly. After hearing this, everyone had a look of shame on their faces. None of them dared to come out to fight Zhao Zilong.

It took Yiqulie a long time to recover from his blood color. At this time, someone had already presented a new scimitar and an axe.

Yi Qulie ordered: "Retreat and return to the city!"

He did not feel at all about the bet with Qing Cang just now. To put it bluntly, he wanted to cheat and refuse to admit the competition.

A large number of Huns quickly retreated to the city, and Yi Qulie then ordered: "Crossing machines, crossbows, and archers are all ready. Be sure to defend the city and don't let the Chinese army enter the city easily!"

"yes!"

Qing Cang looked at what Yi Qulie did, but smiled coldly, and he picked up the loudspeaker again.
Chapter completed!