Cheng Yuanzhi, who was lying on the ground, let go of a pair of hammers in his hand, and at the last moment of death, he secretly clenched his fists.

"Do it all over again, do it all over again. Rewind, rewind for ten seconds! ”

Cheng Yuanzhi watched Zhang Fei's war horse being hammered into a soft-footed shrimp by his own double hammer, and fell to the ground, without any waves in his heart, but began to warn himself:

"Saving your life, saving your life is the most important thing."

Cheng Yuanzhi swept the corner of his eyes and found that Guan Yu was really riding a horse and wanted to rescue Zhang Fei, but the Qinglong Glaive Knife was dragged by Guan Yu with one hand, and bursts of sparks were sparked on the ground.

Hum!

"Zhang Fei, the defeated general, look at the hammer." Cheng Yuanzhi shouted at Zhang Fei and slammed the double hammer in his hand.

is just a double hammer, and it is not a hidden weapon, and it can't hurt Zhang Fei, which is also the reason why Cheng Yuanzhi said it loudly, trying to be bright and fair, and cheering for popularity and prestige.

lost the double hammer, Cheng Yuanzhi did not panic at all. If you run for your life, you have to travel light. Running for his life is not running away, Cheng Yuanzhi did not run away, as the main general of the Yellow Turban, it is impossible to escape, and he will not run away for the rest of his life.

Cheng Yuanzhi let go of Zhang Fei, tightened the reins, turned the horse's head, and rushed towards Guan Yu.

Charge to charge.

Guan Yu also held a Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, while Cheng Yuanzhi had empty hands and a contemptuous smile on his face.

Knowing that Guan Yu's knife would be split, without the weight of the double hammer, Cheng Yuanzhi was fully confident that he would avoid Guan Yu's blow, since he could avoid it and keep it from dying, it was not allowed to be rampant to the sky, there were still five steps away, Cheng Yuanzhi opened his throat and shouted:

"It's a brother, come and cut me."

In a hurry, Cheng Yuanzhi's cruel words didn't call right, so he hurriedly changed his words and shouted:

"It's a thief, come and cut me."

Guan Yu half-squinted his phoenix eyes, saw the third brother Zhang Fei fall off the horse, and decided to use fifty percent of his strength to split this knife, when he heard Cheng Yuanzhi say the word brother, Guan Yu's heart was cold, his face was cold, the hand holding the knife tightened, and secretly changed to eighty percent of his strength.

God's fucking brother, who will call you a brother and a brother to the Yellow Turban thief, the Yellow Turban Army is a rebel against the country and a thief, and everyone will be punished. Guan Yu believes that even if he is not a regular Han army, he is still a righteous and righteous township army.

How can you be brothers with the Yellow Turban thieves? It's unreasonable, let's split it.

It wasn't until Cheng Yuanzhi shouted out the word thief that Guan Yu was even more furious, narrowing his eyes into a straight line, the big knife in his hand was already unbearable hunger and thirst, and he planned to strike Cheng Yuanzhi with all his might.

10% strength!

Chop it!

"This-loving thief general, who is dying but doesn't know it, dares to slander our brothers." Guan Yu secretly said in his heart, a cold murderous aura permeated him, and Cheng Yuanzhi in his eyes was nothing more than a person who sold his head.

Raise the knife, cut out, and do it in one go!

Guan Yu thinks he is a literati, but he was born at the wrong time, and he was nosy, and he was involved in some trivial murders, so he had to join the army and become a soldier, but he couldn't bear to look at killing people, mainly because he didn't want to see human blood.

Guan Yu is no better than the butcher Zhang Fei, killing pigs every day, watching the blood flowing all over the ground, there is no fluctuation in his heart, and he lacks even the blink of an eye.

Guan Yu, who makes a living by beating jujubes, is red with jujubes, and human blood is also red, but Guan Yu is still not used to the crimson of blood, so he can't help but close his eyes.

Squinting is only a fine line away from closing your eyes.

There was a shock to the touch, and the rebound amplitude of the shock was a bit large.

Guan Yu opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Cheng Yuanzhi in shock, and said suspiciously:

"You.. You..."

The scene in front of him, Guan Yu couldn't make himself believe that the Qinglong Yanyue Knife was so fast and so fierce, but it actually split the air, and it couldn't cut the mid-range Yuanzhi.

The big knife slashed a piece of bluestone on the ground, and the bluestone was instantly cut into countless pieces, and Guan Yu was "divided into five horses".

"What are you, your knife skills are so poor, and you also learn to come out to fight?"

"Hurry up and roll up and go back, don't be embarrassed here."

"Don't say that Ben will bully you, come on, Ben will let you cut you ten more, if not, a hundred knives will do. As long as you get the general, the general will be counted as your victory. ”

......

Without a weapon in hand, Cheng Yuanzhi could only open his mouth cannon to attack, which made Guan Yu's ambition continue to decline and his combat power was damaged.

It turned out that Cheng Yuanzhi saw that Guan Yu's knife just now was a horizontal slash, and he only needed to dodge it by gently dodging the back of the knife.

Slimmer! (It's so easy.) ）

Cheng Yuanzhi's mouth was like a machine cannon smeared with oil, and he began to bombard Guan Yu incessantly, greeting Guan Yu again and again, and his words were very vulgar.

Guan Yu was so angry that his face turned black, and his red face instantly turned into the color of pig liver, but he couldn't learn from Cheng Yuanzhi, like a shrew scolding the street, so he had to stretch out his finger and face Cheng Yuanzhi's nose, and said coldly:

"Shameless thieves..."

"Murano Pifu!"

Guan Yu's sentence was not finished, Cheng Yuanzhi directly interrupted loudly, belittling Guan Yu very appropriately and confrontationally.

Guan Yu didn't have an official position in the first place, so it's not too much to say. But Guan Yu has a good name and seeks merit, how can he endure Cheng Yuanzhi's poisonous tongue.

Withdrawing back the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, Guan Yu swung out another knife with the six or seven percent of the strength that had just recovered in his body, and said angrily:

"Thief general, don't take advantage of your tongue, suffer death, accept your life."

This knife is not compared to the previous horizontal chop, but changed to a vertical chop.

It's a pity that after Guan Yu slashed the first knife, the routine has been broken by Cheng Yuanzhi. Every time Guan Yu raised the knife, his shoulders moved first, and which side of the shoulder he moved, indicating which side the Qinglong Yanyue Knife would come from.

For example, now with this vertical slash, Guan Yu's shoulders are raised, which is quite prominent.

Cheng Yuanzhi looked at Guan Yu's black face and the knife he slashed with all his might, not only was he not a little scared, but he even wanted to laugh.

Cheng Yuanzhi didn't have anything at hand, his body was as light as a swallow, his feet clamped the horse's belly, his whole body relaxed, and he fell to the side, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife just wiped his hair and avoided it. Avoiding the big knife, Cheng Yuanzhi even began to taunt Guan Yu and mocked:

"Piff, you have the power to be brutal, come and cut it, let you cut it ten times. Forgive you for not being able to cut it, the knife skills are too bad, not as good as the Yellow Turban soldiers of this general, and the knife skills of people cutting vegetables are at least better than yours, one knife is accurate. Ha ha! ”

"You, that big knife is fake, take a fruit knife, and gasp for breath. Look, the face is red, could it be a woman fake men's clothes, a bride who has just come out of the sedan chair? ”

Cheng Yuanzhi has no one in his eyes, and he looks at Guan Yu like a three-year-old child, with tolerance and regret on his face, but his mouth is super poisonous.

Guan Yu's hand holding the knife couldn't help but start trembling, not because he was shaking out of strength, but because he was trembling with anger, he couldn't vent his anger at all, his anger was extremely attacking, and his rhythm was chaotic.

Guan Yu didn't believe in evil, and as soon as the strength in his body recovered a little, he immediately slashed out the second knife.