There is still a certain gap between Gongming's strength and Wen Chou, but it is not easy for Wen Chou to kill him......

Mu Shan saw everything in his eyes, but he was still slowly instigating the war horse under his crotch, slowly approaching the battlefield with a roar that shook the sky, without the slightest intention of stepping forward to rescue Xu Huang.

It's not yet time, and we need to be patient, patient......

If you want to take it, you must give it first, if you want Wen Chou's head, you must first paralyze him carelessly, let him have a kind of invincible in the world, no one can help his arrogance and arrogance, and at the moment, Gongming's defeat is not miserable enough......

"Wen Chou, Hugh is rampant!" Seeing that Xu Huang was deflated, Zhang Liao immediately rode his horse to go, dragging the halberd behind him, Lei Mang flickered and roared, like a giant dragon about to soar into the sky, and the power was so great that the enemy and the soldiers who had the road ahead retreated.

"Hmph, it's another nobody, I'm crazy if I want to be famous, since I found Lao Tzu with a hot brain!" Wen Chou held down the silver spear, picked up the big bow, and put on three Yanling iron arrows, the arrows in his hands were covered with gloomy black gas, like the whimper of the undead, screaming and shooting towards Zhang Liao.

"His......sing" in a hurry, Zhang Liao pulled the reins of the horse, the war horse man stood up, the horse's neck, the horse's legs, and the horse's belly were pierced by Wen Chou's arrows in an instant, and in the terrible neighing of the war horse, the remnants of the momentum galloped backwards inexhaustibly, until the flesh and blood of the three soldiers who were more than ten zhang away behind the war horse turned into a piece of flying ash, and then stopped.

"Suffer death!" Zhang Liao stood on Wen Chou's buttocks like a ghost, and the halberd in his hand emitted infinite thunder light, stabbing straight at the back of Wen Chou's head.

"Ants who don't measure themselves, don't dirty Lao Tzu's war horse!" Wen Chou just glanced behind him obliquely, and shook the tail of the gun back without looking back, and the black light of the gun body gradually dimmed with the rapid shaking of his arm, turning into thousands of dim tassels, exuding an extremely cold atmosphere, like the water of the yellow spring in the capital of the prefecture, surging towards Zhang Liao's halberd rod.

"Bell ......" Zhang Liao's halberd blade, under the impact of Wen Chou, deviated from the original target, and slashed over Wen Chou's bright silver helmet, but before Zhang Liao could react, Wen Chou even hit with a shot, and the tail of the gun was like a bamboo, which had already reached his chest, if he couldn't dodge, I was afraid that he could only explain here.

Wen Chou stared at Zhang Liao, who turned into a blue thunder light and disappeared on his horse's buttocks, and sneered disdainfully at the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, the two Lei Mo Sect's jumping clowns, now they finally know the world of difference between themselves and Lao Tzu!" Even if you dare to stop Lao Tzu, it shouldn't be that your head was kicked by a donkey! ”

"However, since you dare to hit Lao Tzu with the idea, you should be prepared to die!"

Wen Chou, this guy is finally going to get serious!

Is that...... Thoughts of resentment......

Mu Shan's eyes widened suddenly, staring in surprise at the wisps of black gas emanating from the wounded soldiers on the ground, under the imperial envoy of Wen Chou, it was like a hundred streams returning to the sea towards his body, and with the entry of those black gases, the momentum and strength displayed by Wen Chou were also constantly climbing and climbing, as if it was endless, making people feel fearful and desperate!

"Oh no, Dark Moon Soul Hook!" Seeing that Wen Chou had raised his momentum and strength to a terrifying realm, he suddenly shot an arrow towards Zhang Liao, the arrow hidden in the rough black air, and a crescent-shaped cold light could be vaguely seen......

That is exactly the killing move that Dian Wei used to deal with the ghost king outside Chen Liucheng at the beginning, and he was able to use arrows as a medium to pull out the three souls and seven souls of people alive from the flesh!

"Wenyuan, you can't pick it up!" Mu Shan lost his usual calmness, shouted loudly, and galloped away, but at this moment, Zhang Liao had just escaped the attack of Wen Chou's previous gun with his thunderous footwork.

"Wen Chou, what else are you going to do besides releasing cold arrows!" Xu Huang saw that Zhang Liao's situation was critical, so he hurriedly picked up the Xuanhua axe and killed Wen Chou again, but where the axe blade passed, Wen Chou's figure turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared with the wind, leaving the war horse under his crotch to be cut in two under Xu Huang's majestic force.

"Bell ......" Zhang Liao's halberd tip laboriously pushed away the arrows shot by Wen Chou, but the cold moon hidden outside the arrows quickly turned into a rough big hand, grabbed Zhang Liao's neck, and then suddenly shook him.

Zhang Liao's body seemed to have been pulled out of his backbone and slowly collapsed, but his almost transparent soul was forcefully pulled out of his body under the movement of Wen Chou's big hand, and was held high in the air under the dazzling sunlight.

"Hey, how does it feel!" Wen Chou's figure gradually emerged from the coldness, with a vicious sneer, and said, "It's a pity that Guan Yu ran away, so I can only avenge Yan Liang by killing you little minions." But don't worry, Lao Tzu won't let you go on the road alone, no matter how far you go, Lao Tzu will let Guan Yu go down to accompany you! ”

"Huangquan Road is not easy to walk, it is dark and cold, you can go by yourself, I will not accompany you!" Mu Shan's voice suddenly appeared behind Wen Chou, cloudy, cold, like the wind blowing out of the underworld, turning into a cold poisonous snake, sweeping Wen Chou's neck, and drilling into his ears.

"When did you ......, it is impossible, it is impossible for Lao Tzu not to notice ......"

"In an ordinary moment, I would not have been able to get close to you without you knowing, let alone attack you and take your life. It's just that Wen Yuan and Gongming are both famous brave generals under Cao Cao, and they are under you, but they don't have much power to fight back, which makes you inadvertently look down on Cao Cao's generals, thinking that the heroes of the world are nothing more than that, and then they have the arrogance to dominate the lives of others, and relax their vigilance against danger! ”

"Who are you......"

"You don't deserve to know my name!"

"It's useless, Lao Tzu is a member of the Yaksha clan, and he can borrow the resentment of the soldiers around him to constantly improve his own strength, or repair his ......"

"Stop fooling yourself!" Mu Shan interrupted Wen Chou's intermittent words and said, "Can't you still feel the sword intent that pierces your body!" Fish intestine sword qi, self-slaughtering gods and devouring demons, don't say that you are just a mere Yaksha clansman, even the reincarnation of Chiyou, after receiving my sword, you can only end up hating! ”

Mu Shan slowly pulled the cadre out of Wen Chou's body, pinched the law with his left hand, and used his spiritual power to wrap Zhang Liao's soul and beat him back into his body again.

Zhang Liao slowly stood up from the ground, moved his hands and feet, and said with a scared face: "Is this the demon clan?" What a strange method, almost caught his way! ”

"Despicable ......, you can't win the martial arts............ Lao Tzu doesn't accept it" Wen Chou covered the wound on his chest with both hands, slowly knelt on the ground, and constantly mobilized the resentful thoughts around him that were dense like water, just let him absorb it, the wounds on his body were still the same as before, and there was no sign of healing: "If you have the ability, you will fight with Lao Tzu with ......a knife and a gun, Lao Tzu is unwilling to ......, Lao Tzu will not die ......, die ......"

"Wen Chou, maybe you are a pure martial artist like Yan Liang, but the battlefield is not as good as the rivers and lakes, there is no difference between good and evil, only life and death. Soldiers, treacherous ways, remember, if there is an afterlife, don't let the warrior's blood and courage bury the general's strategy! Mu Shan kicked down Wen Chou, who had lost his vitality, and said: "Cut off his head and hand it over to Apu, my promise to him is now fulfilled!" ”