"Guan Yu, don't you like to call others the first to be inserted and sold, today I will let you also taste the taste of inserting and selling heads!"

The pottery merchant sneered, and the war horse shot out wildly, and the golden tower-like body suddenly crossed Guan Yu's eyes, and the green dragon knife in his hand rolled up the madness of the doomsday, and struck out again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Critical Strike Talent, Retrigger!

Force value, 107!

It was another powerful blow from a junior martial saint, the speed of the move, and the strength on the blade had surpassed the previous sword.

"It's even stronger than Fang Cai, this traitor-" Guan Yu changed color again in shock.

He thought that the knife of the potter was already the limit of martial arts, but he never expected that this second knife would be one point stronger than the previous move.

The blade rolled up with a surging force and hit overwhelmingly, Guan Yu had no way to avoid it, so he had to block it with all his might.

Throat!

The earth-shattering roar of hunting resounded, and the shock wave that exploded sharply actually knocked out the ground under the war horse and sank an inch.

The sparks of the flying star scorched Guan Yu's face, overshadowing the golden glow of the east, and stabbing everyone's eyes.

In the second move, the potter stood still like Mount Tai, and his breath did not make a wave.

Guan Yu's body shook violently, and he felt that the internal organs in his chest were bombarded by countless hammers, almost cracking, and his qi and blood were tumbling and stirring, all of which reached his throat and eyes.

Before he could catch his breath, the sound of the dragon's roar sounded in his ears, and the potter who passed by by by mistake, the green dragon knife had already swept out with the power of the collapse of the sky and the earth, and slashed straight at his neck.

Guan Yu didn't have time to breathe, gritting his teeth to suppress the qi and blood in his chest, while trying his best to raise his knife to resist.

Boom!

The roar of hunting, like two meteorites colliding in mid-air, and the loud roar of metal swallowed up all the sounds between heaven and earth.

Under the third blow, Guan Yu's arm was bent sharply, and the potter's blade slashed at the face, just a fraction of a fraction before it hit Guan Yu's head.

Even, the blade wind that squeezed the air pierced through the protective qi wall of Guan Yu's head, directly smashing his blindfold.

The blindfold shattered, and Guan Yu's left eye, which was filled with flesh scars, was revealed, the scars were shattered, and wisps of purple-red blood flowed out.

Guan Yu's so-called blitzkrieg talent, under the oppression of the potter's half-step martial saint's power and critical strike talent, was useless and useless.

With only three knives, the proud Guan Yu was killed by the potter to the point of embarrassment.

Guan Yu fell into an unprecedented state of shame.

Once upon a time, how many times did he fight, even if he was surprised by the erratic martial arts of the potter, but he still had the upper hand after all.

Even if he was defeated in the end, he had to be defeated because of various external factors, and he was not a potter.

Today, the strength of the offensive has been completely reversed, and he is completely suppressed by the potters for the first time.

How embarrassing it is!

"I don't believe it, I don't believe that you, a traitor, can be stronger than me, I don't believe it-"

Guan Yu, who was deeply stimulated, fell into a state of madness, his arms suddenly burst with green tendons, his bones swelled inch by inch, and his chest cavity also burst rapidly.

Berserk state.

He did not hesitate to forcibly stimulate the potential of his life at the cost of damaging his body and sacrificing his yang longevity, and forcibly promoted the martial arts to the state of a junior martial saint!

In this desperate situation, Guan Yu has no way to escape, and his death is decided, since his life is not guaranteed, what is the use of those yang longevity.

He's going to do a game to the death!

Under the effect of the berserk state, Guan Yu's force value soared to a high of 105 points in an instant, and he rushed to the strength of the junior martial saint in a short period of time.

With the beast's roar, Guan Yu's thick arms flicked violently, and he forcibly swept away the blade that had been forced in front of his face.

Immediately after, Guan Yu was like a mad beast, and the furious blade slashed at the potter.

"Did you stir up the berserk again, hmph, do you think it will be useful, naïve!" The potter sneered, not in a hurry, the Qinglong knife was calmly handed out, and the majestic move was facing Guan Yu's madness.

In an instant, the two of them were in a mess.

If the potter's force value did not break through the limit and reached the half-step martial saint realm of 100, today's battle against Guan Yu in a violent state would indeed be extremely dangerous.

Unfortunately, this is no longer the case.

Now that the potter is already a half-step martial saint, even in the face of Guan Yu's 105-point martial saint attack, at most he will only be suppressed by Guan Yu for a few moves, and after a few moves, he can trigger the critical attack talent, and he will be tied with Guan Yu, and even have a slight upper hand.

Therefore, in this confrontation between the two, on the surface, Guan Yu seemed to have the upper hand, but the potter did not feel how much he had eaten.

The confrontation between the two of them, the mighty one, set off a storm of dust that covered the sky, as terrifying as the end of the world.

The shockwave burst out in all directions, turning all the areas within a radius of ten zhang into invisible meat grinders, and all living beings who approached were torn apart.

The Wei soldiers around instinctively stepped back, not daring to approach slightly, looking at such a thrilling confrontation, they were all terrified.

"Your Majesty's martial arts, you have quietly stepped into the realm of a half-step martial saint, this kind of martial arts talent is really embarrassing to me......" Yue Fei, who was watching the battle next to him, was already full of amazement in his eyes.

In the dust and blood mist, thirty-five moves have passed in the blink of an eye.

The potter didn't need to urge the berserk state, he only relied on the 100 base force value, plus the critical strike talent triggered from time to time, and steadily took Guan Yu's berserk moves.

After thirty-five moves, Guan Yu's violent state gradually declined, and the internal organs, muscles, and meridians all began to suffer sharply, and each move became weaker than the other.

His half-step martial saint realm was originally obtained by relying on crooked ways such as the "method of stabbing blood", and his foundation was unstable, so he was a parallel import.

Now that the violent state has passed, his physical condition has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and the true qi gathered in the sea of qi is passing rapidly, and he is about to be unable to support even the strength of a half-step martial saint.

Forty moves passed, and the berserk state was completely over.

At the end of the last struggle, the potter didn't give him a chance to breathe, and began to turn defense into offense, and the overwhelming knife curtain completely suppressed Guan Yu in a blink of an eye, pressing him to the point where he couldn't breathe.

Guan Yu's breathing was getting heavier and heavier, his moves were becoming more and more scattered, cold sweat was rolling on his forehead, and the blood flowing from his left eye had stained most of his face.

His physical strength, his pride, his remaining self-confidence, all of them were passing by as fast as his force value.

99……

98……

97……

After supporting ten more moves, Guan Yu's force value had fallen through the valley and dropped to a mere 97.

This bit of force value, how can it be shown in front of the potter.

"It's time to finish!" The potter suddenly let out a dragon roar, and the green dragon knife in his hand slashed out with a force as strong as the tide of the sea.

Critical strike talent with a force value of 108.

The blade that was as fast as lightning, wrapped in the earth-shattering force of the gods and ghosts retreating, slashed head-on.

Throat-

The last piercing metal roar sounded, and the war knife in Guan Yu's hand could no longer be grasped, and he flew away and fell ten steps away.

Guan Yu's five organs were even more cracked, spurting a mouthful of blood, and the huge remnant body rose into the air, soaring into the air like a kite with a broken string, and flew upside down eight steps away.

Bang!

The dull impact sound and Guan Yu's screams sounded almost at the same time, and the invincible Guan Yu fell heavily into the bloody mud, and his ribs were broken several times with a click.

When the dust settled, this thrilling confrontation finally ended.

At this time, the 5,000 Han army had been completely wiped out, and the entire battlefield was calm again.

Thousands of Wei soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at their son of heaven with admiration and admiration.

They knew that their Son of Heaven had prevailed.

Legend has it that the first general of the Han Kingdom, the beautiful and haired Gongguan Yu who was the mighty of the world, was defeated by their great and invincible Son of Heaven with such a humiliating fall.

Even Yue Fei couldn't help but exclaim in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, he ...... He actually shot Guan Yu down and dismounted!? ”

Those eyes of amazement, looking towards the ruined battlefield baptized by the end of the world, in the swamp of blood that sank everywhere and covered the trenches, they saw the majestic and heroic posture of their Son of Heaven, like a god.

And their Son of Heaven was slowly stepping forward at this moment, walking towards Guan Yu, who was lying on the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, struggling to get up.

At this time, Guan Yu was already covered with foul-smelling blood and sweat, sweat was raining down on his face, and blood was spitting out from the corners of his mouth, desperately trying to get up, but he fell again and again.

The potter Lerma was in front of Guan Yu, just like an iron tower, dragging a knife and standing like a tower, coldly looking down and admiring Guan Yu's embarrassment and misery.

Guan Yu struggled for a long time, and finally endured the severe pain, and finally got up, and when he was about to raise his proud head to the potter, his feet were weak, but he fell to the ground again.

Guan Yu, who used to be so invincible, is now so embarrassed and funny, which led to a burst of laughter among the Wei soldiers around him.

The sarcastic laughter, like a pair of invisible hands, made Guan Yu feel that his clothes had been stripped clean, and he was so shameless to let others watch and be humiliated.

"I want to stand, even if I Guan Yu die, I have to die standing, I can't lie on my stomach-"

Guan Yu, who was very embarrassed, had words in his mouth, struggling painfully again and again, but he still collapsed to the ground again and again.

He was on his knees and could no longer stand up.

The potter who was standing high on the horse was holding the long knife in his arms, admiring Guan Yu's struggle, and his heart was unprecedentedly happy.

The sworn enemy who has followed Liu Da'er since the Xuzhou era, who has been oppressing him endlessly, and who wants to kill him several times, just knelt down in front of him in embarrassment, how could he not be happy.

So happy that he laughed wildly.

After laughing wildly, the potter asked coldly: "Guan Yu, when I was in Xuzhou, I almost died in your hands, and today I was defeated by my knife and lying in front of me, how do you feel?" ”

This kind of straightforward humiliation made Guan Yu embarrassed and angry, and he wanted to pounce on it and bite the potter to death with a mouthful of steel teeth.

It's a pity that he couldn't even stand up, so he could only grit his teeth and scold with hatred: "Pottery thief, I only hate that when you were an ant, you couldn't directly run you to death, which caused today's evil results!" You have lost all your conscience and done all the bad things, even if I Guan Yu can't kill you today, sooner or later my eldest brother will do the right thing for heaven, destroy you, a traitor, and avenge my Guan Yu-"

In the face of Guan Yu's roar, the potter only sneered and said sarcastically: "Death is on the verge of death, you still think that your hypocrite brother will avenge you, if it wasn't for the big-eared thief who abandoned you, why would you have fallen to this point today, you are really a model of foolish loyalty." ”

Guan Yu was sarcastically ridiculed by the pottery merchant to the point that his face was red, and he roared hoarsely like a beast: "Pottery thief, how dare you humiliate my eldest brother, if you have the courage to kill me, even if I Guan Yu becomes a powerful ghost, I will never let you go." ”

"I didn't take you seriously when you were alive, and I was afraid that you would turn into a ghost and come to me after you died, if you have the courage, you can come, I will let your soul fly and be annihilated!" The potter laughed disdainfully, and the Qinglong Knife in his hand was raised high, ready to cut off Guan Yu's head.

"Your Majesty, be merciful under the knife!" Just before the blade was about to cut off, Guan Yinping's pleading voice sounded behind him.