"I've never seen it before, get out of here!" Huerle yelled.
The boy from Shiqiao blinked his eyes and said nothing, but he did not get angry either.
"Hey, hey." Cheng Dalei ran back from the circle again, panting: "I am the handsome young man with picturesque features and dashing grace that you are looking for."
The young man looked at Cheng Dalei, pursed his lips, smiled, and gave Cheng Dalei an encouraging look.
Your sister!
This kind of look that clearly knows the other person is a fool, but tries hard not to reveal it, and still expresses encouragement, is it to prove your accomplishment, or to express my stupidity?
While the young man was sizing up Cheng Dalei, Cheng Dalei was also sizing him up. He saw that the young man was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure, a powdered face, and a white washed linen robe. His brows were smiling, and the sun was shining brightly, as if there was cold snow everywhere.
Also melted under his sunny smile.
"Could it be that you are that handsome young man with picturesque features and elegant demeanor?" Cheng Dalei asked tentatively.
The young man smiled but said nothing.
"Zhao Yun?"
The young man laughed and shook his head this time.
"Then who are you?"
"My name is ordinary. I guess you may not have heard of it." The young man smiled humbly and said in a normal way: "I am Changshan Zhao Zilong."
hiss!
Cheng Dalei took a breath, it was indeed ordinary!
There was the sound of horse hooves, and Xu Shenji and his party rushed to the scene. Several people shouted in unison: "Master, don't panic, we are here to save you!"
The young man's eyes lit up, he waved to the other side and started to walk over.
"Boy, go to hell."
Huerle rode on the horse and struck with an axe.
"Sorry, you're in the way."
The young man raised his eyebrows and stared closely at the approaching axe. He ducked to avoid it and grabbed a handful in the snow on the bridge.
The snow powder rippled, as if the world of glass had been shattered and scattered jade, and a bright silver gun was snatched out of the snow. The gun body was flicked, like a snow python wrapped in thunder.
The horse dismantles and fights three combinations, with no distinction between victory and defeat.
"Zilong, mount your horse!"
Cheng Dalei got off the horse and slapped the horse hard on the butt.
The young man took a step forward and stood on the horse with a leap, his feet on the saddle and his spear like a dragon.
Cheng Dalei breathed a long sigh of relief and yelled: "Zilong, kill someone!"
The young man ignored him.
Liu Bei shouted: "Zilong, kill!"
The young man's starry eyes were filled with coldness. With these words, he seemed to have changed into a different person. The gun was in the palm of his hand, spiraling, holding the horse's reins with one hand, and stabbing the vital part of Huerle's throat with the other hand.
"I accept your head."
Huh!
If Cheng Dalei is not that handsome young man with picturesque features and elegant demeanor, Cheng Dalei is not dissatisfied... Anyway, it's not much different. But if Liu Bei is... look at his miserable expression, how blind is he?
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hiss!
Cheng Dalei gasped, his back molars hurt a little.
The two of them were fighting like chariots, spinning around and fighting, with powdery snow and jade scattered everywhere.
At this moment, Qin Man and Lin Shaoyu had joined the battle group and fought with Chi Hu, Ye De and others, and within a short period of time, they regained their weapons.
The spear swept across, and the plum blossoms bloomed.
Qin Man was very angry, so he started to use it at this moment. Surrounded by more than ten cavalry, he did not fall behind. With the combined efforts of Lin Shaoyu, he knocked a man off his horse.
But the most exciting battle was still between the boy and Huerle. Huerle gradually showed his defeat. He did not expect that this young boy could have such excellent marksmanship, and his riding skills were definitely not inferior to his.
Name: Zhao Zilong (a fledgling top warrior)
Age:15
Skill: Hundred Birds Chaotic Phoenix Spear
Hidden attribute:gentian
Tsk tsk!
Cheng Dalei repeatedly praised him. He was only fifteen years old and he was already a top talent. It would take a few years for him to become a top talent.
In this way, the outcome is decided.
Zhao Zilong controlled the horse with both legs, holding the handle of the gun with one hand and the barrel with the other, throwing it around and piercing it with one shot. Although it was only one shot, it was like thousands of guns blooming at the same time, and thousands of guns merged into one shot.
Lightning struck like thunder.
Huerle's right shoulder was pierced and he fell off his horse.
But he was still strong. He held the ax in his left hand and swung it around in circles.
Cheng Dalei now took a deep breath and regained some strength. He pulled out his sword, looked for an opening, and stabbed Huerle in the calf with the sword.
Hurle fell to the ground, stared at Cheng Dalei, and endured severe pain, swinging his ax at him.
"Go to hell, thief!"
Cheng Dalei kicked him down into the snow, and his blood soaked the snow on the ground. He gasped and gasped, holding the ax in his hand tightly.
Cheng Dalei pierced his wrist, and after pulling it out, a bloody hole appeared on his forearm.
"Dog thief..."
A sword penetrated his lung.
"Dog..." Looking at the bright sword tip above his head, he swallowed the rest of the words in his mouth.
"Hey, do you believe in justice?" Cheng Dalei asked.
Hey, what the hell is this!
"Do you believe in justice?" Cheng Dalei asked again.
Hurle opened his mouth wide, gasping for breath, and blood foam spurted out from his mouth.
"Have you not heard a legend since you have been in the city for so long?" Cheng Dalei held the sword in both hands, and his face seemed to have a holy luster.
"Blessed are those who have good faith. The most violent evil in the world should be understood by the most violent good. When the day of righteous judgment comes, you should die and live. There will be no hiding place for all sins."
"so……"
Cheng Dalei paused for a moment: "Do you believe in justice?"
Huerle gritted his teeth and tried to regain his breath. He suddenly grabbed the ax and swung it towards Cheng Dalei.
Cheng Dalei cut off his right hand with a sword.
The battle between Qin Man and Lin Shaoyu was about to decide the winner. After Zhao Zilong joined the battle, the situation became more obvious. One by one, people were knocked off their horses. Qin Man's attacks were extremely heavy, and the people under him were seriously injured even if they died.
Seeing that the situation in Hurle was dangerous, Chi Hu and others charged desperately, but they could not break through the iron wall set up by the Qin Man trio.
"little Prince!"
"little Prince!"
Chihu and the others' eyes were about to burst and they screamed desperately.
Cheng Dalei turned a deaf ear and pointed his sword at Huerle's eyes. Huerle's eyes were still filled with anger and he wanted to eat Cheng Dalei's flesh alive.
"Look at the sky..." Cheng Dalei pointed his sword at the sky and sighed: "How high the sky is."
"Look at this land..." Cheng Dalei pointed at the ground with his sword: "The snow on this ground is so white."
"Look at this ax again..." Cheng Dalei returned the sword to its sheath and grabbed the ax from the ground.
Huerle was speechless and could only say in a very weak voice: "Axe, my ax...my storm axe..."
Cheng Dalei held the ax handle with both hands, and blood flowed along the ax blade to the ground and fell into the snow.
"This is my fucking axe!"
Cheng Dalei shouted this line loudly, swung the ax fiercely, and chopped off Huerle's head while he was still staring at death.
Blood spurted out from the cavity, falling on both the snow-capped mountains and Cheng Dalei's clothes.
The sky is high, the snow is white, and this ax is mine.