"Who else?"

Zhang Fei's handsome little face is very hideous, and that kind of bravery is not quite consistent with his appearance.

He raised his Zhangba snake spear high and swung it at Cheng Zhiyuan on the opposite side, the guy who pretended to be calm and relaxed, he was angry when he saw it.

In fact, according to Zhang Fei's habits, he usually fights with people out of respect for his opponent, and asks the other party to report his name and fight again.

But it's really the two guys who are the leaders of the Yellow Turban Army on this road are too badly beaten.

He thought how strong these two guys were, but he didn't expect to stab one directly to death with too much force, he Zhang Fei could swear to the sky, he didn't really want to kill Deng Mao, in fact, because there were not many generals around the eldest brother, he still wanted to help the eldest brother subdue one or two generals.

Just now Deng Mao took the gun out of the horse, Zhang Fei just habitually handed the spear forward, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even dodge Zhang Fei's ordinary flat A, and was directly stabbed in the heart by a spear, fell off the horse, and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhang Fei didn't dare to look back at his eldest brother, he felt embarrassed, so he could only shout at Cheng Zhiyuan.

Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Deng Mao, who was picked off the horse with some consternation, his life and death unknown, he knew his strength, why was he picked off the horse in the blink of an eye in a round?

Although there were huge waves in his heart, in order to maintain his character, Cheng Zhiyuan still calmly looked at Zhang Fei who was calling the formation, and slowly drew his spear.

"Poof!"

Blue class badge: [Pikeman].

Cheng Zhiyuan's professional card color is the same as Deng Mao's, but the professional card class is one level higher than Deng Mao, but it is only one level higher, but Cheng Zhiyuan's skills are much better, which is why he was accepted as a disciple by Zhang Jiao.

Although Cheng Zhiyuan is proud, he will not underestimate the enemy when he really faces the enemy himself, he is fully prepared, even if that handsome young man can kill Deng Mao with one blow, Cheng Zhiyuan is also confident that he can fight with him for a while, and he is calm and calm when he comes out.

Guan Yu tucked his book into his arms and narrowed his eyes.

Did all the generals of the Yellow Turban Army participate in the spearman training class? Why are they all blue spearmen?

The third brother of his own family has already killed an enemy general, and it is estimated that the growth value of the professional card has risen again, and he can't fall too far behind, and this guy who rode out of the horse should be the main general on the opposite side, right? The eldest brother has already explained just now, and his skills must be aimed at.

Then this guy who rode out on a horse, please pick up my skills!

"Poof!"

The dazzling purple job card was suspended above Guan Yu's head, and the purple job card shone with a strange light, which seemed to be filled with a strange power.

[Sword] (Highest level class skill activated)

Blade Advanced Class Effect: Increases armor-piercing damage by 50%, which deals true damage.

Guan Yu raised his own Qinglong Glaive Knife, drove the horse under him and began to walk forward slowly, and then changed from a small walk to a small step, gradually, the speed of the horse gradually accelerated, Guan Yu will hang behind him The Qinglong Glaive Knife swayed loosely with the gallop of the horse.

Well?

An outsider here?

Cheng Zhiyuan originally set the target on Zhang Fei, but Guan Yu's oblique intervention made him have to adjust the target, from the handsome little brother who could kill Deng Mao in one move to this big red jujube who was still squinting and didn't wake up when he went to the battlefield to fight.

Since it can go together, it seems that this big red date should not be a simple product.

Cheng Zhiyuan clenched the spear in his hand, and had already figured out how to block Guan Yu's attack, turn defense into offense, and take his head directly.

"Come on!"

"Remember! Whoever kills you, Guan Yunchang! ”

Guan Yu stared at Cheng Zhiyuan's movements tightly, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife that had been loosely dragging in his hand suddenly tightened, as if the previous small broken steps were gradually accelerating, all in order to accumulate his own momentum, and the loose and loose dragging knife was to accumulate strength and remain in this knife.

Drag the knife and slash, this is Guan Yu's active skill.

"Drag Knife Slash: Active skill, through a distance of acceleration and running, attach your own strength and mental power to the blade, and quickly cut out at the moment when you are close to the enemy, when the target is in the attack range, the drag knife slash has the effect of locking the target. This skill doubles your Critical Hit Chance and triggers a one-hit kill when both Critical Hit and Armor Piercing are present. ”

Cheng Zhiyuan had a confident smile on his face.

He knew that the loose drag knife of the big red date in front of him was to let his guard down so that he could take himself by surprise, but he would never have imagined that he was ready to block his slash.

And when he and his senior brother were practicing, they didn't know how many slashes they had blocked, and he was already familiar with this kind of move, and he already had his own complete and effective counterattack plan.

His face was full of calmness and confidence.

He is Cheng Zhiyuan, calm and calm, invincible in the world.

Guan Yu squinted his eyes and clenched the knife in his hand.

"Take your life!"

Cheng Zhiyuan shouted in high spirits, there was a layer of light attached to the barrel of his gun, this is one of his skills, he can improve the texture of his weapon, he will always use this trick, using the barrel of the gun as a shield, to resist the attack of the broadsword, and then, he will draw back his spear, and when the two horses are wrong, rely on his excellent waist strength, turn the direction, and return the carbine.

One shot is the answer!

The name of his sharpshooter Cheng Zhiyuan will definitely spread throughout Kyushu with his strength!

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

Between the lightning and flint, the two horses staggered by, and only a crisp sound could be heard, but the power and light generated at the moment of the fight were too dazzling, so that everyone could not see what was happening.

Cheng Zhiyuan was still carrying his gun, smiling calmly, and the horse under his crotch took a few steps towards Liu Beijun and stopped.

Guan Yu, on the other hand, was sweating profusely, looking like he had lost a lot of physical strength, and it seemed that his physical strength had been exhausted in just one round.

Liu Bei looked at Cheng Zhiyuan, who was not very far away from him, and sighed.

He could see the calm look on the face of this young general of the Yellow Turban Army, and his unfazed will, which was really admirable, but it was a pity......

Cheng Zhiyuan wanted to ride his horse back to the battle, but he found that it seemed that his body did not obey the instructions of his brain.

What happened?

"Poof! Bang! Poof! ”

He found that his world was spinning and he felt as if he had fallen to the ground, but why could he see that his lower body was still sitting on a horse?

Unbeknownst to him, he could only hear the sound of half of his gun falling to the ground.

He....... I want to be a god who is sung by others......