There was a killing spree between heaven and earth, and the entire battlefield was extremely silent. Under the scorching sun, a ball of red flames quickly rushed towards Zhao Yun.
The red-faced Guan Yu lay on the back of the red rabbit horse. The man and the horse were one, and he could only see the cold light of the sword.
When the red rabbit horse was about to gallop in front of Zhao Yun, it suddenly jumped into the air and passed over Zhao Yun's head. At this moment, Guan Yu, who was lying on the horse's back, also sat up straight, holding a knife in both hands, and said deeply
His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he shouted loudly at the same time, his beard and hair stretched backwards, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword suddenly slashed out, with an unstoppable "Strike Huashan Mountain" strike.
"This is Guan Yu's true strength!" Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yun's blood boiled, and he raised his energy to its peak state, preparing to fight with all his strength.
Guan Yu's sword light flew up with the wind, and the Qinglong Yanyue sword flashed with cold light and flew towards Zhao Yun's neck at high speed, flying a sad and beautiful arc in the air.
Zhao Yun took a breath of cold air, turned around, let the sword come over, and swerved the gun to stab Guan Yu's hands. He vaguely felt that Guan Yu's sword seemed to be a little slower...
"Click!"
In a confrontation, Zhao Yun's right shoulder guard was passed by a broadsword, and the steel armor was instantly chopped off by the Qinglong Sword.
"What a danger!" Zhao Yun secretly shouted in his heart.
Guan Yu's heart tightened. Judging from the power of the sword, he was sure to win with the sword just now, but Zhao Yun's reaction speed was too fast, faster than he imagined.
"Dang!" Guan Yu hurriedly raised his knife to block it, and at the same time his body began to fall with the red rabbit horse. The round ended without any danger.
"boom!"
The Red Rabbit Horse landed on the ground, and its four hooves made four holes in the ground. It slid for a long distance before turning around.
"Good sword skills! Brother Yun, this is your true strength, hahaha... come again!" The armor on Zhao Yun's shoulder was cut off by the Qinglong Sword. Although he was not injured, the sword just now made him appreciate Guan Yu's strength.
The strength also caused his body to boil all of a sudden, his blood was boiling, his true energy was flowing, and his whole body had reached the peak of his condition!
Guan Yu looked at Zhao Yun, who looked confident, and couldn't help but frowned. He raised his spirits, secretly accumulated strength, and thought in his heart: "Since I regard this battle as the last battle in this life, then I will fight with all my strength.
Let’s fight, I absolutely cannot lose!”
"drive!"
Guan Yu shouted loudly, and the red rabbit horse galloped out. He waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and pounced forward.
Zhao Yun did not show any weakness and used his own "Heavy Rain Soul-Destroying Spear" to face Guan Yu.
Swords and guns are raised simultaneously, the light is shining, the two horses are circling, the two generals are coming and going, the sound of "ding, clang, clang" is endless...
The figures passing by like the wind, the murderous intent of thousands of people, and the battle between Guan Yu and Zhao Yun shocked all the onlookers on the spot.
With swords and spears and shadows, red and white, the fiery red rabbit looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and the snow-white horses also let out a long neigh, as if they were each shouting for their masters.
At this time, the red rabbit horse jumped into the air again. Guan Yu on the horseback had gathered his fighting spirit and sword intent to the peak. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand pointed at the Beidou in the sky, and the sword's energy was shocking.
He slashed down the Qinglong Yanyue Sword again in mid-air. The difference was that this time he slashed five times in quick succession. The blade was shining brightly and the coldness was overwhelming. Even in such a hot weather, the onlookers couldn't see it.
Everyone also took a breath and couldn't help but worry about Zhao Yun.
"Five Mountains Huazhan!"
With a loud shout, the sky sounded thunderous, and the sword energy was everywhere. The sword intent that swallowed up the heaven and earth rushed towards Zhao Yun's face.
Zhao Yun, who has been in battle for a long time, is not afraid of danger and does not dodge or dodge. He shook his moon-watching spear and fired seven spears instantly, meeting Guan Yu's Wuyue Huazhan. At the same time, he jumped up from his horse and immediately fired seven spears just now.
On the basis of that, he used the most essential move of the Heavy Rain Soul-Destroying Gun. For a moment, the sky was filled with bullets and bullets, and the silver light was shining. He could actually use the spear to use a move that could only be used with hidden weapons, and the goddess scattered flowers was nothing more than that.
!
"Heavy rain destroys souls!"
In the peak showdown, Guan Yu and Zhao Yun used the most powerful moves in their lives, hoping to win or lose with just one move!
The Qinglong Yanyue Sword cut through the wind and fell, Guan Yu's long beard fluttered, and his deep phoenix eyes showed his determination to win!
Zhao Yun let out a long roar, turned over sideways, and showed a confident smile on his face, lamenting that his opponent was hard to find!
"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang..."
The collision of weapons sounded quickly in an instant, and the two people were completely covered by the light of swords and shadows of guns, making the onlookers unable to see clearly...
Suddenly, Zhao Yun's steel helmet fell to the ground and was split into two by Guan Yu's sword energy. His hair was picked up by the sword wind and fluttered backwards...
Immediately afterwards, a red light glowed, and blood splashed from the air...
"Zheng!"
The final sound of the collision of weapons resounded throughout the world. The two people's weapons flew towards the high school at the same time, then fell down and were deeply embedded in the ground, and the two people were separated instantly.
First, Guan Yu fell to the ground on the back of the red rabbit horse, making a big hole in the ground. Then, Zhao Yun fell heavily from the air with his hair scattered and a few drops of blood hanging on his forehead.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, Zhao Yun fell to the ground, and knife marks of varying degrees appeared on the steel armor.
Such a scene made Gao Fei a little surprised. Why did Zhao Yun fall from the sky, and there was blood on Zhao Yun's forehead.
Without saying a word, he hurriedly rode his horse and ran over. The horse quickly galloped to Zhao Yun's side. Gao Fei immediately got off the horse and stretched out his arms to hug Zhao Yun. Seeing Zhao Yun's face,
He was tired, his eyes seemed to be open and closed, the blood on his forehead was blurred, and the armor was covered with knife marks, which immediately caused great pain in his heart. He shook Zhao Yun vigorously and shouted heartbreakingly, "Zilong! Zilong!
Zilong..."
"Cough cough cough..." Zhao Yun coughed suddenly, a glimmer of glory appeared on his face, and said softly, "Lord, Zilong has lived up to his high expectations, and finally..."
At this moment, Red Rabbit Horse suddenly let out a mournful cry. The sound was extremely miserable and resounded throughout the world, and at the same time it overshadowed Zhao Yun's weak voice.
Gao Fei didn't hear what Zhao Yun said, so he stretched out his palm to wipe away the blood on Zhao Yun's forehead. After this wipe, he was stunned. There was no scar on Zhao Yun's head, and there was no bleeding anywhere on his body.
There were only some minor scratches on the palm of my hand, just abraded skin.
"Zilong is not injured, so this blood is..." Gao Fei was secretly shocked and quickly turned his head to look to the other side.
But I saw blood dripping from the belly of Red Rabbit Horse, and Guan Yu had slowly sat up straight. He was bleeding through his heavy armor, and there was a hole in his shoulder socket, and blood was gushing out.
The injured arm was also covered in blood, and the entire arm was numb. His long beard was no longer elegant, his expression was no longer arrogant, there was blood on the corner of his mouth, and there was a sense of loss in his eyes.
"Guan Yu... was defeated?" When Gao Fei saw this scene, he suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.
(ps: Sorry, this chapter is a bit short. I spent a lot of time and two and a half hours writing this chapter. After all, Guan Yu is my favorite character, but so is Zhao Yun. Who wins between the two?
I was really confused about who would lose. I don’t think I ever wrote about Lu Bu so carefully.)