"......I said it was too early. Yan Liang's courage is indeed amazing. It is probably difficult for someone to fight in the war... Dian Wei, under Gongsun Zhi, should be able to defeat him. Well, the battle on the battlefield is about planning, and the use of soldiers. How can he argue with a reckless man..."

On the mound, Cao Cao said something to the generals around him so softly, but his hand holding the reins tightly, his eyes kept staring at the General Yuan who was showing off his might, "Well, I'll give me the order, the left and right wings..."

"Prime Minister!"

A voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Cao Cao's words. Everyone turned to see a cavalry with a green robe and a big knife slowly approaching from behind.

"Chang Yun, what's the matter?" Cao Cao frowned and looked at the other party.

Beneath the horse's neck, the bell rang lightly, and the horse's hooves took a few more steps before stopping. The tall and majestic figure on the horse's back was inserted into the ground, and he raised his hand: "Brother, my third brother will follow General Xiahou to attack Liyang. Guan has nothing to do, so he might as well meet this person."

Under the banner, Cao Cao sat quietly on the horse's back. He looked at Guan Yu opposite him, and then looked at the battlefield in the distance. Under the sky, the battle was in full swing. The Yan Liang general Zhang Liao and Xu Huang suppressed him tightly, looking very dazzling. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is Yun Chang confident that he will defeat him?"

The wind blew over, and the long beard gently stroked. Guan Yu slightly opened his phoenix eyes, stretched out his arms and pulled up the heavy Qinglong Yanyue Sword. The tip of the knife was facing down, with a murderous aura and a majesty looking down on all directions: "Kill him is like killing a chicken or a dog. Can the Prime Minister dare to let Guan try it?"

"Okay!" Cao Cao did not hesitate and raised his hand: "He was holding a drum to cheer for General Guan." Then, he said: "If you want to say anything else in Yun Chang."

The green dragon sword was hanging, Guan Yu moved, and his eyes looked at the claw Huang Feidian under Cao Cao's seat, "Can the Prime Minister borrow Guan's use of his love horse?"

"What's wrong!"

Cao Cao was not a stingy person. He always had a big belly for the talent he loved. BMW often rewarded the generals and counselors below him. Guan Yu looked different from ordinary people and had a strong figure. He had already made him love talent. Now the other party spoke, so he naturally refused. He turned over and dismounted and handed the claw Huang Fei to Guan Yu: "I'm asking Yun Chang. If you can't win, don't force it."

The next moment, Guan Yu turned over the horse and bowed to Cao Cao: "Prime Minister, wait, Guan will come!" After holding the Yanyue Knife and pinched it tightly, the war drum sounded. The war horse under his crotch shook his hooves, took a step down, and slowly continued to run. After a moment, the horse's hooves churned faster and faster, stirring up the mud, and headed forward towards the figure in the battlefield.

There were fighting figures everywhere on the battlefield. Occasionally, someone saw the lone riding rushing here, shouting hideously and holding a knife to meet him. Then he flew backwards in the sword light, turning into two pieces in the air, with sticky blood, and the internal organs emitted from heat poured on the faces of the soldiers in Jizhou around him.

These were all elite Jizhou soldiers, covered in blood and were not scared to leave. Instead, they killed the man even more furiously. When they faced, the sound of horse hooves approached quickly. Guan Yu, wearing a green soap robe, rode his horse from the side of the spear forest that was stabbed. The green dragon sword lit up and hung from the underside of the gun array, and scarlet blood poured out from the abdomen of several people.

Cao soldiers rushed around to help block the enemy, and Guan Yu then escaped. Even so, half of his body was stained with blood, and the white BMW was stained with spots of blood. However, Huang Feidian still stepped on his hooves and rushed towards the chaotic crowd.

"........ In this battle, Guan Mou wanted to keep his name in history!"

The long beard moved, raised, and the green dragon sword swung across. A rushing Yuan army commander was split in half with his shoulders and fell down. The apricot yellow horse hooves passed over the corpse. In the distance that Guan Yu's eyes reached, Yuan generals who were fighting against two generals Cao were already close.

....

In front of him, the figure shouted and ran away, Zhang Liao was breathing a lot of breath. Yan Liang on the other side was much better than him in martial arts, and his strength and speed were also excellent. If it weren't for Xu Huang's help, he would have only had the ability to escape after more than ten rounds.

In a trance, he was stunned for a moment. In his sight, Xu Huang could not resist the other party's rapid sword force. In the fierce sound of ping-pong, Yan Liang rode a war horse and pressed the general holding the axe back. Xu Huang, who was originally retreating, was almost unable to block the speed, and he was about to run away and retreat. He heard Yan Liang's "dead" shout on the opposite side, and the dragon bird suddenly slashed down.

The war horse was still flying back. The next second, he ran five or six steps. The running horse's body roared and blew. The horse's hips splashed with blood and fell to the ground. Xu Huang above was also thrown off the horse, rolling and climbing up to grab the nearby Xuanhua axe. Behind, Yan Liang followed closely with his horse and took a knife.

The dragon bird raised high.

....

The apricot yellow horse hooves ran wildly across the soil, and the dust particles were raised. The blue dragon sword in his hand shook... and then hung upside down.

....

On this side, the moment when the dragon bird knife shones down on Xu Huang who was standing up on the ground, Yan Liang's hair suddenly stood up, his scalp became numb and tightened, and the blade in his hand turned and waved horizontally to the side. Almost at this second, a yellow-hoofed horse in his trunk and long beards floated.

The sword light slashed out, and the cold light drew a horizontal line into the sight

Qinglong Yanyue was angrily killed.

With a loud bang, the moment Yan Liang's blade stumbled backward, what caught his eye was the figure of a green robe with a long beard, and the terrifying power of the other party's sword. The tiger's mouth was a little numb. After this shocking sword, the other party suddenly pushed hard, stretching half a step away, and the heavy sword fell directly from his face.

Yan Liang subconsciously raised his knife to block it, and the falling blade pressed against the long handle. He suddenly flipped it and stabbed it without any warning against the handle. Yan Liang leaned back directly. The Azure Dragon Sword passed through his chest and flipped up again, slashing down. He also lifted the knife to block the fatal knife. Then the war horses ran away. Yan Liang looked back at the man and was so shocked that he was sweating coldly.

In the nearby Zhang Liao, Xu Huang's eyes, all this seemed too fast. Yan Liang's sword was fast and heavy before, and Guan Yu's sword was faster and simpler and more violent. One sword could be followed by a trace, but it was an illusion that was hard to resist. If it were the two of them who took the two swords just now, they would not dare to say that they could take it easily...

While they were shocked, Guan Yu on the other side swung his sword to slash a cavalry who wanted to attack. He grabbed the horse's belly and rushed past the congested front of the army like a sharp arrow. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword was dragged beside him. The bright sky light shone, and the heavy weapons reflected the deep cold sword light.

The horse's hooves struggled to step on the ground, and the sounds were like bronze bells and the words resounded throughout the world.

"Yan Liang"

The figure of a horse dragging a knife came over, the war horse leaped, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword raised high: "I-Nai-Guan-Chang-"

"Red-faced thief! How could I be afraid of you?" Yan Liang roared hysterically, and waved his sword to meet the other party.

In the sunshine, one man and one horse fell down the Qinglong Yanyue like a dream. The horse that jumped down neighed and brushed through the wind. With a loud bang, the knife handle in the rushing person broke and flew. Yan Liang was stunned on the horse's back. Behind, Huang Feidian fell down the horse's hooves and took a few more steps before stopping. The Qinglong sword was also hanging on the side of the horse, buzzing faintly in the air.

Behind Guan Yu, Yan Liang's body suddenly made a crisp sound, his body was sitting upright, his head shaking, and suddenly fell off his shoulders and rolled on the ground.

Xu Huang and Zhang Liao swallowed, stunned.
Chapter completed!