As Dong Zhuo gave the order, the striker hurriedly ran to the warehouse that Dong Zhuo said and took out the Huangquan sword.

As time passed, it didn't take long for the striker to arrive with the box containing the Huangquan Sword.

At this moment, a trace of heat flashed in the woman's eyes, but it was still well hidden, so almost no one saw it.

Dong Zhuo stood up and touched the box, the box was not exquisite, it was just carved from ordinary green wood, and it did not have any gorgeous feeling.

"This is the Huangquan Sword that a few people wanted." Dong Zhuo said.

The woman said: "Then I don't know if you can get the Huangquan Sword after killing him or before killing him?" The woman said.

Dong Zhuo's face shook slightly, although this Huangquan Sword is not valuable, it can't be handed over to you before the task is done, right?

"That's after the mission is completed, of course." Dong Zhuo said with a smile.

"In that case, then we can set out to kill that Liu Bei, but... I have to see if this Huangquan Sword is real or fake first. The woman said.

"Of course." Dong Zhuo said.

The woman hinted at Qingfeng, and then Qingfeng walked to Dong Zhuo's side, Dong Zhuo didn't care, anyway, this Huangquan Sword was not too precious to him.

Qingfeng opened the box and took out the Huangquan Sword, the whole body of the Huangquan Sword was black and red, and there were many incomprehensible stripes on the sword.

However, the sword body is as wide as seven or eight swords, and it is also as thick as seven or eight swords, giving people a feeling of being wide and heavy, and this sword still seems to be oppressive in momentum. But this is a sword, and it doesn't seem to be appropriate.

Qingfeng held the sword, gently stroked it with his hand, and clicked quietly on those stripes, and slowly stopped after a while.

Qingfeng stopped, looked at the woman, and nodded slightly.

The woman also showed a look of agreement, "Since that's the case, then take your leave." The woman said goodbye to Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo nodded, showing a joyful smile, as if he had seen Liu Bei's appearance in a different place...

Liu Bei's courtyard...

The duel between Guan Yu and Zhao Yun was nearing the end, and at this moment, the two of them were no longer as fierce as they had been at the beginning, both of them had a little scar on their bodies, and their clothes were also tattered.

At this moment, the two looked at each other, Zhao Yun held the silver spear tightly, and Guan Yu vigorously held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife. And it looks like it's accumulating energy.

Liu Qian also knew at this moment that the energy of the two had reached the edge, and it was definitely a move to determine the outcome at this moment.

"Which of them do you think will win?" Liu Qian suddenly turned his head and asked Zhang Fei.

"Uhh I don't know. Zhang Fei said. After all, at first, Zhang Fei thought that Guan Yu would definitely win, but the facts told him otherwise.

Guan Yu has used a lot of hole cards, but in the end he still failed to win Zhao Yun, almost as soon as Guan Yu played the hole cards, Zhao Yun could resist them all.

Liu Qian also nodded in agreement, and asked casually, not to mention Zhang Fei, even now he didn't know who was better between Guan Yu and Zhao Yun.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a powerful dragon groan erupted from the stage.

Liu Qian and Zhang Fei hurriedly turned their heads, only to see a silver-white dragon soul shadow appear on Zhao Yun's silver spear, the head of the silver spear was facing the ground, Zhao Yun held the silver spear tightly with both hands, and a powerful dragon soul was slowly forming...

Looking at Guan Yu again, his momentum is also not weak, and a cyan dragon soul on the Qinglong Yanyue Knife is entrenched on the knife.

The spectators in the audience, except for Liu Qian and Zhang Fei, the rest of the people were all dumbfounded, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Liu Qian looked at the stage blankly, and thought helplessly, "Is this watching a martial arts drama or a science fiction movie?!! ”

"One move to decide the winner." Zhao Yun said calmly with the silver spear.

"As you wish." Guan Yu said.

As soon as the words fell, the momentum of the two of them rose rapidly, and there was a crackling explosion in the air.

But... Both of them haven't made a move yet, they are accumulating, they are still accumulating!

Zhao Yun's silver-white dragon soul had reached a height of more than twenty feet, pressing the nerves of this crowd.

Guan Yu's cyan dragon soul is also getting coarse and coarse, and the two of them are like dragon soul messengers.

Proud of the Nine Heavens!

Stand out from the crowd!

Stand out from the crowd!

Proud of everyone in the world!!

At this moment, it seems that there is only each other in the eyes of the two!

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, it seems that there are only two people left on the stage between heaven and earth!

"Whew!!" At this time, Zhao Yun made a move...

Zhao Yun's silver spear slashed forward, and the silver-colored dragon soul tore through the air and flew directly towards Guan Yu.

Guan Yu also let out a loud sigh, and the Green Dragon Glaive Knife flung in the direction of Zhao Yun, and the huge cyan transparent dragon soul slammed into Zhao Yun's dragon soul.

Two huge blue and white dragon souls collided together, and there was no expected huge cracking sound, only two giant dragons roaring in the air.

"Roar! Roar! "The two dragon souls are like the masters of heaven and earth, whistling, as if one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and two dragons cannot be lived in a day! is fighting for his sovereignty, declaring that he is the master of this heaven and earth, and roaring that he is the dragon emperor of the proud nine heavens!

"Bang!!" In a moment, a huge crackling sound resounded in this world, because the sound was so strong that many people in the audience held their ears. Because of this huge explosion, the masonry on the platform was blown up.

Because of the huge tragic storm, the figures of Guan Yu and Zhao Yun on the stage have been hidden in the storm.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! The huge popping sound still resounded between the world and the world, even if the appearance on the stage was no longer clear, but the huge energy was still tugging at everyone's heartstrings.

In the storm on the stage, Zhao Yun held the silver spear tightly with both hands, and Guan Yu's hand also tightly held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, both of them were controlling their dragon souls, holding on, this moment is a battle of brothers, a battle of recognition!

"Poof!" Suddenly, a mouthful of blood erupted from Zhao Yun's mouth, but then disappeared into the roar of the dragon soul.

"Poof!" Immediately after, Guan Yu also spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood sprayed on Guan Yu's green clothes and dissipated immediately. Both are still holding on...

"Bang! Boom! "The explosions on the stage are still ringing.

Liu Qian looked at the stage blankly, unable to speak at the moment, at this moment, this battle was no longer imaginable in his cognition.

"Boom!!" Suddenly, when Liu Qian was thinking a lot, an explosion that was louder than just now suddenly rang out.

"Poof!" Except for Liu Qian and Zhang Fei, the rest of the people were all lifted a few meters away by the aftermath of this huge energy! You can imagine the power of this power.

The two dragon souls burst open, and the huge dragon souls slowly dissipated between heaven and earth. At this moment, even if it is over...