One hundred and seventeen Earth Tiger Fighting Flying Scythe
"It's... Fierce! ”
Zhang Liao drove the war horse, reluctantly staggered his position with Xiahoudun, and his whole body erupted with cyan vigor, and the shot that Xiahoudun stabbed just now was really extraordinary.
If he didn't guess wrong, in the shot just now, Xiahoudun definitely had a special ability to manifest.
He could clearly feel a dull aura from it.
It was a very dignified and ferocious aura.
Even at the moment when that aura erupted, it was suppressed by the murderous aura that suddenly erupted from Xiahou Xuan, and even the cyan aura on Zhang Liao's body gradually retracted, and finally wrapped around his body, condensing a translucent cyan armor.
At this time, Xiahoudun showed more and more bravery, and with his ape arms stretched, he almost danced the spear in his hand into a circle, as if a dark red python surrounded him and swallowed snake letters.
Tremendous force, with a strong explosion, pierced the air again and again.
It was too ferocious, and the red qi burst out, and under Xiahou Xuan's crazy attack, the surging huge energy was almost condensed into substance.
Therefore, even Zhang Liao, who has always been expressionless, couldn't help but be a little moved at this moment, when facing Xiahoudun's attack.
However, although the attack was too aggressive, he Zhang Wenyuan was not without the means to deal with it!
Facing the red glow from the pavement, Zhang Liao was not flustered, and pulled the reins of the horse with his left hand, and the strong wrist force actually pulled up the war horse that stepped down, and the front hooves were off the ground, and at the same time, Zhang Liao's legs clamped the horse's belly and his body turned.
While being able to avoid the stabbing of Xiahoudun's spear, Zhang Liao found the right time and slashed out the big knife in his right hand.
The dazzling blue light erupted in his hand, although Xiahou Xuan's body also released the Qi Gang protective body, but under the impact of this blue light, his body shook slightly and withdrew half a step.
"Be careful, I'm going to do my best!" Zhang Liao let out a loud shout and reminded Xiahou to say.
Next, Zhang Liao's momentum went to a new level.
Even the hair hanging on both sides of the helmet fluttered in all directions, stirring with the wind, and suddenly burst out with a very strong air pressure, like a strong wind, blowing on the ground Zhang Liao's clothes and armor.
Along with the blade of the knife that fell from the ground in his hand, the dense air flow that gathered in the sky above also suddenly hit the ground at an extremely fast speed, and for a while, the strong wind pressure seemed to weigh thousands of catties.
When Xiahoudun was still surprised by Zhang Liao's words, suddenly, a very strong gust of wind passed by his side, taking away a few strands of Xiahoudun's hair.
How can it be?
Xiahoudun's eyes widened, a little stunned, he looked at the few strands of hair floating in front of his eyes in surprise, slowly turned his head, looked at the ground, his pupils dilated.
I saw that on the ground beside him, there was a knife mark several feet long, as deep as two fingers, which was shocking.
"General Xiahou, I have already reminded you, come, use your appearance, let's do our best to fight!"
Zhang Liao looked at Xiahou Xuan, who was still a little fā lèng not far away, and couldn't help but shake his head, and then raised the big knife in his right hand, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed.
Above the void behind him, the churning wind began to gather.
Gradually condensed the image of a fierce beast, the head is like a lark, the beak is like a bird's beak, the body is like an elk, the head has three pairs of horns, the body has a leopard print, the tail is snake-shaped, and the end is imposing.
Ancient Beast - Fei Lian!
Almost at the same time, Xiahoudun felt that the sword released by Zhang Liao in front of him was like an irresistible mountain, pressing fiercely on his head.
For this kind of trick that it was clear that it could not be easily followed, Xiahoudun did not dare to be a little careless, and decisively chose to avoid its sharpness.
"Kill again!" Xiahoudun, who came over reflexively, was not to be outdone, and focused on the tip of the gun with all his energy.
The fast horse arrived in a blink of an eye, only to hear a loud "bang", and a spear collided head-on with the big knife in Zhang Liao's hand, but listening to the neighing of the two war horses, the two of them immediately fought hard, and they were even up and down.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang"
After a few moments of pause, the two staggered again and fought together.
The big knife in Zhang Liao's hand raised a ** cyan knife light to resist the red light and healed the mountain's spear edge.
"Boy, get ready, so-and-so, it's time to exert your strength!"
Xiahoudun stared at Zhang Liao's eyes, his pupils loosened and shrunk, as if faintly dyed with a layer of blood red, just like the eyes of a vicious wolf who had found its prey.
As he spoke, an extremely strong killing intent erupted from his body, full of violence and killing.
Xiahoudun's eyes showed a bit of solemnity, a bit of fighting spirit, and a little praise, as a compliment for Zhang Liao for daring to respond to his own provocation and go out of the camp to fight with him.
As the current opponent, Zhang Liao was able to burst out with such a strong strength, and Xiahoudun showed relative respect.
And the best respect for the opponent is to go all out and defeat him!
He took a deep breath, his body was full of qi, and in the void behind him, a tiger-shaped demon beast phantom faintly appeared.
Ancient Beast - Nether Tiger!
At the moment of appearance, Xiahoudun could clearly feel that his strength had improved tremendously.
But for some reason, in the psychological aspect, he gradually became impulsive and irritable, especially when he was angry to the extreme, as if there was a nameless flame burning in his heart, shouting and wanting to vent something.
He once met a passer-by on the street who insulted his teacher, and in a fit of rage, he beheaded him on the street, so that this guy was almost equivalent to the word violence in Chenliu.
In the final analysis, the fundamental reason lies in the problem of integration.
In particular, the manifestation of the phantom body is that of a fierce beast, and the instinct to kill is very strong, and it is naturally not advisable to follow this instinct and do whatever you want, but how to suppress it, calm it, and resolve it.
As for how to suppress it, it is actually very simple, that is, to rely on your own will to forcibly suppress this instinct to kill.
Of course, this can only be suppressed, and once the strength is used, when that amount is exceeded, the suppression will naturally disappear.
After all, there are too many examples to prove that once a warrior is in a mood of anxiety and anger, the shòu xìng instinct in his body explodes especially significantly.
However, at this moment, Xiahoudun does not want to be suppressed.
"Let's have a good fight! Zhang Liao! ”
As he spoke, he didn't see any effect, and the ground under his feet suddenly showed signs of shattering.
With his left hand slightly clenched into a fist in front and his right hand holding a spear in the back, he set up a posture, and at the same time, the momentum on Xiahoudun's body also skyrocketed, accompanied by a momentum like a tide.
"Then, it's better to be respectful!"
Quietly exhaling a breath, Zhang Liao muttered a word, and couldn't help but clench the purple gold big knife in his hand.
"Bang~!" In the roaring bào zhà, the two collided again, and this time, they did not separate, but began to compete nearby.
From the muscles that each of them came out, they could see that the muscles were slowly shaking and expanding.
Just looking at the green tendons on the arms of the two of them, one can imagine how terrifying the power of this blow is.