Liu Yu just stood there, motionless. A trace of pity suddenly flashed through his eyes when he looked at Huan Zhen, as if he was looking at a dying person. He even shook his head, facing this like a meteorite hitting the earth.
With such a powerful thrust, this slave, who is known as the best warrior in the world, can actually be so calm!
A trace of surprise suddenly arose in Huan Zhen's heart, which turned into anger. Ever since he was a child, this was the first time someone looked down on his bravery like this. I don't know how many powerful enemies were frightened in front of his thrust.
How many brave generals were so pissed off that before they died suddenly like this, the last look in their eyes was the kind of deep fear that they would never forget even in their next life, the kind of deep fear that was engraved in their souls and bone marrow.
However, this Liu Yu, who was more than ten steps away from him, was so confident. Not only did he show no fear, but he also looked down upon himself. This was even more uncomfortable for him than killing Huan Zhen. The arrow on his shoulder was so painful.
The pain caused by it has disappeared. Huan Zhen held the pole fiercely and shouted: "Go to hell!"
Liu Yu finally took action, and the round shield in his left hand suddenly came out of his hand, like a flying fireball, spinning directly in the air at high speed, and flew towards Huan Zhen's head.
Huan Zhen was fully focused, and every cell in his body seemed to be beating all of a sudden. His reaction speed was faster than that of a hunting tiger. He only tilted his head and did not even change his thrusting posture.
A shield was passed, and from beginning to end, his eyes never left Liu Yu's hands, especially the long sword in his right hand. Although it was only a wooden sword now, the dragon-slaying sword had killed all over the country, inside and outside the Great Wall, even the most ordinary wood.
, in the hands of a top master like Liu Yu, it is still possible to kill without blood. The flying shield is just a feint attack. The real killing move must be on the wooden sword in Liu Yu's hand.
Sure enough, as soon as Liu Yu took out the flying shield in his left hand, the wooden long-handled sword in his right hand came out. He did not avoid the attack at all, but directly pierced Huan Zhen's chest. This time, it seemed silent, but
Wherever the broadsword passes, the air seems to be torn, and time and space seem to be shattered. Only a true master can see the power of this sword. It is not an air-breaking blow that humans can block with strength, even if it is as strong as Huan
Even Zhen can’t!
Huan Zhen laughed: "Well done!"
The tip of his sword suddenly deviated, and the sword that was originally pointed at Liu Yu suddenly changed from a stab to a sweep, piercing the big knife that attacked him. At the same time, his right hand suddenly released, and the scorching sun and lightning sword was castrated.
Before he was done, he collided with the big knife flying towards him in the air, and there was a "bang" sound, like a thunder in the air, which shocked the eardrums of everyone in the stands and began to beat violently, and their scalps were numb, thinking
He opened his mouth to shout but no sound came out.
This earth-shattering collision was the result of two unparalleled masters in the world fighting with their greatest strength. They were so majestic that the ghosts and gods changed their colors. However, Huan Zhen's sprinting speed did not slow down at all. His right hand flew away.
In an instant, a short spear pole slipped from his arm armor and was magically placed in his right hand. Pressing the spring, a spear tip of more than five inches long popped out. It was sharp and sharp.
The spear pole, which was less than a foot long, was more like a sharp sword than a short spear. The blade flashed with murderous intent and cold light, and came straight towards Liu Yu's head, on his left side.
, the two weapons that had just collided fell heavily, sinking into the ground, but Huan Zhen's thrusting movement remained unchanged at all, and the short spear pointed directly at Liu Yu, less than three steps away!
Liu Yu stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and after a pause, his whole body rose into the air, as fast as a tiger, and as powerful as a dragon. Everyone in the stands felt their eyes dazzled, that dragon-tiger-like figure
, it had been pulled up five feet from the ground, almost level with Huan Zhen. The life-threatening short spear that originally pierced his head had already pierced his waist and abdomen. It was still a fatal blow, but Liu Yu
But he turned a deaf ear and still did not dodge. He flipped his left wrist and the wooden short knife, a copycat version of the old iron that stabbed the heart, was already clasped in his hand. No, it should be said that it was the old wooden knife that pierced the heart.
, less than three steps away, holding the sword on his left arm, he slashed towards Huan Zhen's neck. This sword seemed to come from the sky, and it was definitely not from this world!
Everyone stood up in shock and was speechless. Even Liu Laozhi opened his eyes wide, looked at the knife, and exclaimed: "So that's it!"
Sun Wuzhu said in a trembling voice: "The slave has no need to live, shall we die together?!"
Liu Yu's voice, accompanied by the roar of a tiger, reached everyone's ears, and they could hear clearly: "I'm not afraid of death, what about you?!"
In the stands on the other side, Huan Xuan stared at Huan Zhen and kept chanting: "Die together, die together, kill him, kill him!"
But there was a flash of fear in Huan Zhen's fierce eyes. In a duel between warriors, the difference can only be distinguished when the final line between life and death is reached. Liu Yu's attack is not as powerful as his, and not as powerful as his.
Fierce and domineering, but there is only one word to describe his violent outburst, that is, he put his life and death at risk. It was his determination and courage to kill the enemy with one strike regardless of his life that made him act like this.
I used a real blade with this sword. Although it could stab Liu Yu to the guts and kill him, the stabbing wood that hit my throat could also cut off my head. Will we die together or not?
To save his life, at this moment, Huan Zhen made a choice.
Huan Zhen's short sword was raised like lightning, and hit Liu Yu's wooden sword in the middle. With a "bang" sound, the blade of the wooden sword was shattered into pieces, and the hundred-refined blade was also hit by the force of the blow.
The shock caused the blade to bend. The two of them passed each other in the air. Huan Zhen suddenly grinned. He almost shouted: "Liu Yu, Liu Yu, you can't kill me!"
But a smile also bloomed in Liu Yu's eyes. Compared with Huan Zhen's rejoicing for the rest of his life, this smile was extremely confident and firm. If he looked at Huan Zhen before the battle,
In addition to a kind of incomparable contempt, this look now is a kind of sympathy of a victor for his defeated generals. Huan Zhen's face changed, and he suddenly discovered that Liu Yu's wrist was actually tied with a thin thread.
It was difficult to tell with the naked eye, but the other end of the filament was connected to the back of his head. When he just realized something, he only heard a loud bang behind his head, and something hit his neck hard.
His eyes went dark, he felt like the world was spinning, and he didn't know anything anymore!
This chapter has been completed!