Heavenly cycle, retribution is unpleasant. When Zhang Fei scolded Dian Wei's black charcoal head, he didn't expect that his face would be pumped so quickly, and Cao Ying's soldiers actually dared to call him a black man.

Zhang Fei was so angry that he couldn't wait to catch the oncoming Xiahou Yuan, Xu Zhu and others in front of him, knock them the head and break the bloodstream, and tell them by the way: Lao Tzu is a healthy color after bathing in the sun!

Unfortunately, no matter what he thinks, he has gone from being a hunter to a prey in the eyes of his prey.

"Zhang Fei dog thief, take your life!" The two angry shouts rang out in unison, Xiahou Yuan and Xu Zhu kicked on their horses, and they also rushed out of the mountains and forests like two fierce tigers, and the two big knives in their hands flew straight at each other, with a fierce momentum, like lightning.

What a reckless fly! Seeing Xiahou Yuan's two fierce tigers killed in front of him, Zhang Sanye didn't think to lead the soldiers to avoid the edge first, but was like a fly that saw a carrion corpse, and his heart was very happy, Zhang Eight Snake Spear waved, taking advantage of the gap between the two, a cold moon knife that swept away Xiahou Yuan rushed forward, and a cold light pierced Xu Zhu.

"Well done! When you come, don't think about leaving! Xu Zhu screamed, and he didn't take Zhang Fei's moves, his feet firmly held the horse's belly, leaned back, took out a handful of flying locust stones from his arms and smashed them towards Zhang Fei.

Falling rocks are like rain, snakes and spears are like electricity. The sound of ping-pong sounded, and Zhang Fei's nirvana had failed.

Zhang Fei was annoyed for a while, as if Xu Zhu was not a famous general in the world, but just a duck on his plate, but he slipped away from his mouth.

Looking at Zhang Fei's remorseful expression, Xu Zhu and Xiahou Yuan were angry, and pounced on them again with their weapons raised, and the three of them started a fight in the forest and fought together.

I only saw that Zhang Fei's soldiers Zhang Da, Fan Qiang and others were secretly frightened, lest Zhang Fei be careless, and the horse would lose his wisdom for a lifetime, and they also fell into blood mold and became Cao Jun's ghost.

Unfortunately, the good do not work with the bad spirit. They were still praying that Zhang Fei would be able to kill Cao Jun's sharp spirit, and then quickly leave this place with them, but in the dense forests on both sides, there were bursts of thrilling drums and horns again, and Xiahoudun, Cao Zhen, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Zang Ba and Le Jin and others each led a group of men and horses from behind the col and beside the road.

Countless war horses trampled on the dead branches and mud on the side of the road, and weeds and wild flowers snorted and soared into the air, looking at the road on both sides, and did not give everyone a straight look, blinking as if they were staring at them.

Zhang Da and Fan Qiang's hearts were cold, Xiahou Xuan, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Cao Zhen and Le Jin, so many peerless strongmen gathered here, seeing that Cao Cao had a tendency to dismantle them, and their main general Zhang Fei was still on the side and Xiahou Yuan and the two were inseparable and flying wantonly, how could he not panic in his heart?

"Array!" Zhang Liao snorted coldly, and didn't look at Zhang Da and the others, he was a famous five-son general in history, and he was the devil who scared the children of Dongwu into not daring to cry at night, how could tens of thousands of horses make Zhang Liao convinced?

As soon as the bright moon halberd flicked, Zhang Liao let out a long roar, and thousands of soldiers rushed to gather around Zhang Liao.

I saw that the sword and shield soldiers were lined up in front of the formation, the pikemen followed closely, and the crossbowmen stood at the end of the formation, standing in eight columns, and in the blink of an eye, a goose-shaped formation with both attack and defense had been arranged, covering the avenue in the forest tightly.

The shields reflected the faces of the visitors, the swords and spears reflected the light of the red sun, and the dense clusters of arrows and spears were cold of their own.

The soldiers under the tent had cold expressions, there was no fear in their eyes, only the blazing candle flame flickering in the endless murderous aura.

This is Zhang Liao's lineage, this is Zhang Liao's confidence!

"Arrows!"

"Spear!" Before Xiahoudun and the others rushed forward, two roars had already jumped out of Zhang Liao's chest, and more than a thousand sharp arrows and spears came out of their hands, overwhelmingly soaring in the air, instantly cutting the mottled sunlight in the forest into ten thousand fragments.

What's the deal, I dare to strike first! Xiahou Yuan's face changed, the cold iron spear in his hand knocked several cold arrows to the ground, and with a long roar, the horse jumped and landed thirty or twenty steps in front of Zhang Liao, and he was naturally accompanied by Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Le Jin and others.

"Zhang Wenyuan, don't you still think of yourself as a black guy? We've gathered so far, and you still dare to touch my tiger whiskers? Xiahoudun smiled coldly, but the rising tendons on his face showed that his anger had reached its peak.

Zhang Liao gently touched the Mingyue halberd, as gentle as touching a lover's face, and smiled faintly: "Since Lu Bu's escape from the Central Plains, my halberd has not drunk the blood of the deceased for many days. Yuan Rang, a few years ago, you and I used to be in a tiger prison side by side, and it can be regarded as a veritable old man, just enough to open my bright moon halberd. You draw a way, heads-up or group fighting, Zhang is with you! Zhang Liao's expression and words were extremely indifferent, and even a little provocative, as if he was not surrounded by wolves at the moment, but secretly competing with his old friends to compete for a superiority.

It is said that Xiahou Yuan is strong, but Xiahou Yuan did not let his cousin half a point, and he was furious when he heard this, and he didn't reply to the words, the cold iron gun suddenly shot, and a pear blossom suddenly bloomed in front of Zhang Liao's eyes, and the swaying pear blossoms splashed straight down.

"Haha, Xiahou Yuanrang, I haven't seen you for many years, and you're still that quick temper!" Zhang Liao laughed loudly, and flew out with a halberd in his arms, shaking the cold iron spear away from the original established track and retreating into the formation, two big men had already flown out from behind him, and a sword and a sword were set in front of the cold iron spear, making Xiahou Dun unable to advance or retreat for a while.

"Is that you?" Xiahou Xuan's eyes froze, and the power in his hand skyrocketed a few points again. It turned out that those two were not unknown people, but the leaders of the White Horse Yicong, Zhou Cang, and Wang Deyu's brother-in-law, who believed in the fake angel Emperor Fu Jianshou, who had a relationship.

"That's right, but unfortunately there is no prize!" Huangfu Jianshou kicked Zhou Cang lightly, and when Zhou Cang avoided the side, the long sword in his hand was handed forward, and a curtain of clean snow suddenly rose in his hand, white and snowy, and the sky was full of slaughter, and ten thousand white snowflakes shrouded Xiahoudun in an instant.

Viewed from a distance, Xiahoudun seems to be in a world of ice sculptures and snow. That's right, this is Huangfu Jianshou's Flying Snow Sword!

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