The true energy of the Shentu Ceremony surged, causing five-foot waves on the Huangsha River.

On the top of the waves, Zhao Jia held an iron gun in his hand and laughed loudly: "Shen Tu, my son, you have abandoned your home and joined the bandits! Even Shen Tu Xiu would not dare to be so arrogant to me! Since you are willing to die, don't blame me for being shot.

ruthless!"

Shentu Li was neither surprised nor angry, pointed his big gun at Zhao Jia, and responded proudly: "Old man, why do you need to use your words? Just come here! Shentu Li will take your title of King of Guns of Western Shanxi today and offer a gift to our king.

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"Arrogant! If that's the case, let's judge the winner or loser with a gun!"

Zhao Jia suddenly fluttered his sleeves, retreated to the big boat by the river, fired his gun and shouted: "Everyone, do you have the guts to follow me to meet this world's monster?"

The five hundred members of the Demon-Slaying Alliance immediately raised their weapons and shouted in unison, with high fighting spirit.

Zhao Jia looked around and was very satisfied. In fact, he knew that these five hundred people were members of the Demon-Slaying Alliance. They were simply loyal and brave men who had built such a great business with him.

But they didn't know that this was by no means a simple gambling battle, but... they were going to risk their lives. Regardless of victory or defeat, the Xiaoyao King would not let him return to Xia soil, and Xia State could not accept them alive.

return.

Looking back at the relatives and friends who came to bid farewell to the city, and at the homeland where he was born and raised, Zhao Jia turned around resolutely and moved his spear forward: "Set the ship!"

On top of the city, hundreds of Zhao family members kowtowed and bowed before saying goodbye silently.

On the north bank of the Huangsha River, Shentu Li gave him a shot, and five hundred cavalrymen were already waiting in full formation.

The big ship docked, and Jiang Fan stood atop the grandstand, where he saw for the first time the leader of the Four Heroes of the Central Plains, the head coach of Xia Guo's Spear and Stick, and the spear king of Xia Xi—Zhao Jia.

At first glance, one could not help but secretly admire him. Although this man was over sixty years old, he was energetic, his body was as straight as a spear, and his momentum was as sharp as a spear. He was worthy of being a hero of the Xia Kingdom.

To say that this person's cultivation level is actually far above that of Sima Linfeng, and Jiang Fan feels no less than Huang Sanqi. However, because of his half-official status, he has not served as one of the three leaders of the Demon-Slaying Alliance.

He just chose the position of leader of the Western branch.

Zhao Jia and his five hundred warriors abandoned the ship and landed ashore. They did not look at Jiang Fan or their opponent for the first time.

Instead, he turned around and suddenly raised his gun to shoot at the ship. With a loud bang, the ship shattered into pieces.

"Burn the cauldron..." Jiang Fan sighed slightly, this Zhao Jia is a character.

The five hundred warriors did not show any fear, but showed a calm and generous attitude.

Zhao Jia slowly turned around, looking past Shentu Li and looking directly at the high platform.

Although he had seen the portrait countless times, this was not the first time he saw this world-famous young king in person.

The other party's outstanding demeanor made him even more amazed.

"King Xiaoyao, Zhao Jia is visiting!"

Jiang Fan also had a certain respect for the old man. He stood up and stared at him, sighing softly: "Why bother?"

Zhao Jia laughed loudly: "For the family and the country, everyone has their own priorities. Since King Xiaoyao knows it well, there is no need to say more, and let Zhao enjoy the battle."

Jiang Fan nodded: "I'll let you do it. Jiang promises that as long as he doesn't provoke me, he will never harm your family."

Zhao Jia raised his spear and fisted heavily: "Today we know that the great demon is also a hero. Zhao Jia will die without any regrets."

After saying that, he looked at today's opponent, Shentu Li.

"Zhao doesn't remember you in Shentu's family."

Shentu Li's face was calm: "It's natural for a nobody to fall into the eyes of the King of Guns."

Zhao Jia stared at him for a moment, then nodded and praised: "Good, good, far better than Shen Tu Hu Bao, Shen Tu Xiu is blind. Now that he has entered a famous family, he can show off his talents!"

Shentu Li took off the big gun and said: "The younger generation also uses guns and has admired the seniors for a long time. Today, on the battle formation, it is considered a happy life to decide life and death with a gun. Seniors, please go all out."

Zhao Jia admired his calmness and composure: "The younger generation is formidable. After practicing to this level in more than thirty years, you can be among the top ten gun users that Zhao has seen in his life."

Shen Tu saluted with his gun crossed and his fists clasped: "Thank you for your support, senior. It's disrespectful to fight in battle. Senior, please - die!"

Zhao Jia's momentum was piercing the clouds, and he pointed his big gun at his opponent: "Junior, let your horse come over here!"

Shentu Li suddenly shouted: "Charge!"

In an instant, 500 cavalrymen rushed towards Zhao Jia and others in unison, silently and at the same time. Although there were only 500 civilian cavalrymen, they rushed out with the momentum of thousands of troops.

Just from this start, Wu Qu's face moved slightly: "What a great ceremony!"

Jiang Fan also realized that without good training and hard work, he would never be able to train this kind of cavalry.

Zhao Jia obviously also discovered that this young man was not only outstanding in martial arts, but also had an amazingly powerful battle formation. He was definitely the only opponent he had ever seen in his life.

But he was not afraid. The Zhao family used guns, and the five hundred children were also warriors on horseback. They followed him in the north and south, and built such a great empire. How could he ever be afraid of anyone?

"kill!"

Zhao Jia's spear was like a dragon, and the men followed the spear. He and his five hundred disciples rushed towards the opponent without showing any signs of weakness.

This confrontation was a brutal fight.

The flash of swords, the violent collision of lightning and flint, just a meeting, the two sides changed places, and more than two hundred people left their lives forever. Both sides accounted for almost half.

And Shentu Li also had his first tit-for-tat match with Zhao Jia, with hundreds of blows in an instant, and they were indistinguishable.

Shentu Li turned around on his horse, raised his spear, and said, "Charge!"

The two sides rushed towards each other again. However, the moment they approached, Shentu Li shouted: "Point!"

The Shentu family's cavalry actually spread out on both wings at the same time, as neatly as if they were split in the middle with a knife.

The next moment, Shentu Li faced Zhao Jia and countless knights alone. The pressure on the general could be imagined. However, Shentu Li only paid the price of a scar on his face and resisted.

Almost in an instant, Shentu's cavalry suddenly turned back and charged into the opponent's formation from both wings.

Caught off guard, the Zhao cavalry suddenly went into chaos. At this moment, Shentu Li waved his big gun and tightly wrapped around Zhao Jia, leaving him no time to command.

Zhao Jia was surprised to find that Shentu Li did not brag, his marksmanship was as good as his own, and this unknown person from the Shentu clan was actually so amazing.

The two men's big guns rolled up the yellow sand all over the sky like a dragon, and for a moment they were indistinguishable.

But the Zhao family knights were at a disadvantage. Although they were brave, the 400 people on their side were actually very good at fighting formation coordination, and even surpassed them.

With the flexible cooperation of the opponent, the Zhao family's cavalry dropped sharply at the rate of killing two people with every breath.

Although the Zhao family's knights are also battle-hardened, they are obviously still far behind Shentu's team. In such a small-scale cavalry battle, it only takes a moment to decide the outcome.

The formation of the Zhao family's knights was in chaos, and they were unable to organize an effective counterattack under the charge of the Shentu knights.

Soon, the last knight was stabbed by three spears at the same time and fell off his horse.

There are still 300 Shentu Knights at this moment.

The three hundred people did not stop, running in and out, and soon formed a ring surrounding the two people.

As a knight raised his spear and shouted "Seal!"

Three hundred spears turned into a large net and hooded Zhao Jia.
Chapter completed!