"You lost, Hua Xiong!"

Zhang Feng struggled to pick up the spear that fell far away and put away the heavy axe.

He limped to Hua Xiong's side and pointed the tip of his spear at the dying Hua Xiong.

Just now, Zhang Feng's body reached its limit, and the state of the two ghosts was automatically lifted.

At the same time, a sea of ​​exhaustion also penetrated Zhang Feng's body.

So tired, really tired...

So tired that he wanted to die...

However, fortunately, the outcome has been decided!

"Uh, cough, cough, cough, you kid, it was me... who got you wrong."

Hua Xiong clutched his chest, fell to the ground, and muttered weakly.

After returning to his human form, his body slowly overflowed with blood and turned into a human fountain in just a few seconds.

The remaining mucus on the surface of the skin is slowly falling off, like a dying old man.

Not only that, the slime he had previously spread on the ground quickly disappeared into the air.

After that, he reluctantly raised his head and looked at Zhang Feng, whose face was exhausted and dripping with sweat.

Hua Xiong laughed a few times.

"Ha ha ha ha ha."

"Oh, that's not the case. If you hadn't gotten older, I would have lost. If we fight again, I would win..."

"Winning would be...me?"

"No, it will definitely be me who wins..." because I have a reason why I absolutely cannot lose.

"You, you kid, are really annoying."

Hua Xiong lay on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing began to become weak.

"After all... I still can't see... what Zhong Ying said about the world... that's all... I'm just a little person, that's all."

Hua Xiong's voice gradually disappeared, and Zhang Feng witnessed his last scene with his own eyes.

Just a nobody...?

Zhang Feng muttered to himself, and at this point he finally couldn't hold on any longer, so he lay down on the ground and fell headlong into the blood under Hua Xiong's body.

In his hand, he still held the Longyuan Spear tightly.

And at the moment when he fell to the ground from exhaustion, Hua Xiong's lieutenant in the Xiliang army rode out without hesitation.

Wearing a mask and holding a spear, he pointed directly at Zhang Feng who was lying on the ground with the force of thunder.

The sound of horse hooves and the vibration hit his face, and Zhang Feng, who was still unconscious, could vaguely see the enemy rushing towards him.

"..." Damn it, are you going to have your head picked off?

At this moment, Zhang Feng desperately wanted to move, but his hands and feet felt like they had been poured into lead water, making them too heavy to move.

The tip of the lieutenant's spear cut through the air, and the sharp blade seemed to pierce Zhang Feng's head in the next moment to avenge him for killing Hua Xiong.

He's getting closer!

The eyes under the mask also showed madness.

If he can kill the man who killed Hua Xiong, he will be blessed by the Prime Minister and become the new Hua Xiong!

He can also be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!

At that time, you no longer have to look at other people's faces to act.

One step away, just one step away!

However......

As soon as he approached Zhang Feng, he heard a buzzing sound coming from his ears.

The man raised his head, and his eyes were wide open. What existed in his pupils was not Zhang Feng who could not move, but a man with a complexion as heavy as a jujube, and his eyebrows were full of death and plainness.

His extremely long beard was floating in the air, and the unique Guan Dao in his hand was shining with a cold light.

The Guandao flashing with a cold light was slashing towards him from right to left with the power to stop the rain!

Although the blade was still in mid-air, the cold air on the extremely sharp blade already made him feel the feeling of death coming.

The sharp blade struck his head horizontally, at an unusually slow speed.

Can't escape...

It was obviously an extremely slow blade but there was no way to dodge it.

He could only let the knife cut off the hair hanging in front of his face one by one, and break open the helmet and mask on his face... little drops of blood dripped onto the surface of the knife, and the skin and flesh were torn, and the blood

Beads splashing!

The expression behind the deputy general's mask had become ferocious.

He doesn't want to die... He doesn't want to die!

Unfortunately, his prayers did not work, and God would not give him another chance.

The lieutenant's head broke off immediately after the buzzing in his ears, and his body fell to the ground without warning.

Gurgling blood overflowed from the neat fracture, and the spear fell to the ground. The horse still moved forward, but the man was no longer on the horse.

Plop——!

Boom!

The sound of the body and head falling to the ground one after another reached Zhang Feng's ears. When he came back to his senses, the thin and sickly body and face had long disappeared.

This knife is too fast.

Even though Zhang Feng saw the whole process, he couldn't help but be amazed by it.

This sword, even if he exerted all his strength, could only barely block it... But this was just one sword.

In a real battle, how could the enemy only chop you once...

So terrible, so terrible.

It is simply not on the same level as Hua Xiong. If you have to compare, it is the difference between a wolf and a rabbit.

Hua Xiong's few moments were just a weak struggle after being anxious.

Is this...Guan Yu?

...

Guan Yu's speed was so fast that no soldier in the camp reacted when he took action.

What they saw was that after Zhang Feng beheaded Hua Xiong, a young general charged forward and was beheaded to the ground by Zhang Feng using unknown means!

The armies on both sides were shocked and fell silent for a moment.

It wasn't until a soldier who was delivering the order came back to his senses, stared, and confirmed that Hua Xiong, who was lying in a pool of blood, had been killed by Zhang Feng, did he raise the spear in his hand and roared loudly:

"The enemy general Hua Xiong has been killed by the generals under General Gongsun Zan!!!"

"The enemy general Hua Xiong has been killed by the generals under General Gongsun Zan!!!"

Two consecutive orders were sent, followed by the soldiers' loud shouts and unparalleled excitement.

"That man killed Hua Xiong! He also killed another general under Hua Xiong!"

"It was so dangerous. He was almost killed. I didn't expect that he could kill Hua Xiong or even kill another person!"

In fact, they didn't think Zhang Feng could win at all.

Because the combat power displayed by Hua Xiong was so high, after killing three generals of the Allied Forces, they were already shocked by Hua Xiong's strength.

So after Zhang Feng killed Hua Xiong, they let out a deafening shout.

Zhang Feng, who had recovered a little, staggered to his feet. Before he could stand firmly, he felt his collar being grabbed.

When he turned around, he saw that it was Guan Yu.

He casually chopped off Hua Xiong's head, took the head in his left hand, grabbed Zhang Feng and the Qinglong Dao with his right hand, and slowly dragged him towards the camp.

"Ah?" What's going on?

"Oh, it's so troublesome. Why do I have to do this kind of hard work? Oh, it's boring."

Guan Yu muttered, he was bent over and hunched over, still looking like he was in a state of ruin.

"Well, general, can you slow down a little bit? I wasn't killed by Hua Xiong. I want to be killed by you..."

"Huh? It's none of my business whether you die or not, really."

"..." Then why did you save me just now? Were you bored?

Zhang Feng looked down at his miserable state, and then felt the arm holding his collar, trying to strangle me to death with the clothes...
To be continued...