One hundred and eighteen, Xiahou Chengwei
"Ahhhh
With two long roars, the necks of Xiahoudun and Zhang Liao burst out at the same time.
The muscles on the arms are knotted, and the masculine aura supported by the tendons is especially strong at this time.
One left and one right, the two sides staggered. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell who took advantage of the collision just now.
"Whew.. "Zhang Liao is still young in the end, and in terms of the control of physical strength, he is not as good as Xiahoudun, who has begun to grow gradually, and after the hard fight of Fang Cai, he is also a little out of breath at this time.
It's just that on the battlefield, the situation is myriad, and the temporary disadvantage does not mean that you lose.
In the face of the pressure brought by Xiahoudun, Zhang Liao's momentum also increased rapidly, and the two looked at each other, and their strong fighting spirit continued to rise.
This battle is far from over!
"Hahaha, good boy, I didn't expect this alliance, before the battle against Lu Bu, I could meet a character like you, it's really a martial arts luck!"
Xiahoudun raised his head and roared, and the armor on his body at this time had been completely rendered red by his qigang.
The incomparable furious aura continued to rise from him, and the oppressive force that erupted was becoming stronger and stronger.
Xiahou Yuan in the rear knew that this cousin of his was really serious!
The two of them burst into cheers at the same time, and they all launched a charge at the opponent again.
Xiahoudun's gun speed became slower and slower, but the sense of oppression attached to it became more and more intense.
Under the wave of the red qigang, the spear flowers that were originally blooming also turned into a little bit of coldness.
"Herod" was accompanied by a long neigh, and Zhang Liao, with the help of superb horse skills, dodged the attack at the same time, drove the war horse, and began a guerrilla attack around Xiahoudun.
The sword flashed, and the cold sword light in the sky swept towards Xiahoudun like a raging storm.
The edge of the blade flickering with cold light, you can feel the incomparable sharpness of the blade just by looking at it.
Clang~!
The two competed again, the two horses turned each other, and the mountains fought.
The power transmitted from the tip of Xiahoudun's spear was surging like a wave, layered layer by layer.
Zhang Liao did not show weakness, the long knife was horizontal, and it easily blocked Xiahou Xuan's swift blow, and Zhang Liao used his own qi to dissolve the momentum generated by the fierce collision in an instant.
However, in a short period of time, the two fought like lightning and thunder, and exchanged more than 100 moves.
"This guy is so good, after fighting for so long, not only is he not a little tired, but he is more and more energetic, so long, I am very likely to be... Lose! ”
Seemingly... Gotta find a way to get out!
While thinking, Zhang Liao waved the purple gold broadsword in a large circle, and the tip of the knife slammed on Xiahoudun's spear.
At the same time, a strong blue light instantly burst out from his blade.
Accompanied by Zhang Liao's purple gold broadsword, it crossed an arc in the air, like an eagle striking the sky, with both speed and strength, directly hitting Xiahoudun.
A solid cyan blade of light came out through the knife, turning into a blue light and slashing towards Xiahoudun.
"It's good to come!"
As soon as Xiahoudun's voice fell, an astonishing red light rose into the sky, turning into a circle of crimson aura in the air, and the red light recoiled, falling from the sky and falling on Xiahoudun, whose body had completely turned red.
Boom, the strong red qi suddenly erupted, and Xiahou Dun, who was sitting on the back of a war horse, was set off, like a god of war.
"Xiahoudun, pick me up with my strongest move!" Zhang Liao's eyes froze, and his momentum suddenly rose.
The next moment, a clear blue light shone on the ground in front of him, and nine cyan light streaks flashed and disappeared.
In Xiahoudun's eyes full of incredulity, he collided with the spear in his hand fiercely.
erupted with an infinite cyan power, a cyan slash flying in the sky, and came out of nowhere, heading straight for Xiahoudun to strangle him.
"Holy!"
Xiahoudun was frightened by Zhang Liao's sudden big move, and with a solemn face, he hurriedly converted his previous offensive into a defensive position in an instant.
Xiahoudun, who had just collected his gun and returned to defense, suddenly shook his whole body, and a frightened and inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and at this time, the deafening sound of the knife broke through the air.
The next moment, his whole person was instantly overwhelmed by the sword light, and the sword light swallowed several times in a row, and suddenly, countless dazzling lights burst out in the air and scattered in all directions.
The phantom behind Zhang Liao became more and more conspicuous, at this moment, the cyan and turquoise sword light in his hand rose and fell like a wave, sometimes feminine like an undercurrent surging, sometimes fierce like a storm crashing on the shore, and the sword light changed in no way.
Although Xiahoudun was huge, and every blow had the momentum of a landslide and a crack, there was a sense of pain that was powerful and difficult to apply to such a knife technique.
The wind hit the face, and the cold sword qi forced the body, and hundreds of snow-bright sword lights made it impossible to distinguish the war knives hidden in them.
Zhang Liao's state has completely changed, the sword light like the Yangtze River suddenly has a little more murderous and fierce, and a little less grandiose, and the sweeping sword light is like a raging flood, with an unparalleled power that destroys everything wherever it passes.
"How can this young general named Zhang Liao be so biàn tài?" While waving qiāng zhī, Xiahou Xuan secretly complained to himself.
He only felt that his spear, under the blow and blow of the strong wind on the opposite side, seemed to lose control, and was carried back and forth by the opponent's strength, completely losing its accuracy.
"Damn, endlessly? This guy has so much energy!? ”
Xiahoudun was secretly frightened, in the face of such a fierce attack, he mistakenly estimated Zhang Liao's strength by a large level.
Suddenly I had the idea of retreating.
Under the pressure of the knife qi that shrouded him, he couldn't even breathe, and once he got out of trouble at this moment, he was like a fish jumping back into the water from the shore, panting heavily.
"Ding" in the sound of the exchange of knives and guns, the knife momentum was stagnant like a storm, and the sword light in his eyes suddenly dispersed silently, revealing Xiahou Dun with a shocked face.
At this time, he had just retreated, but he suddenly felt that his sword light was not so difficult to deal with, and when he was puzzled, he saw that Zhang Liao was suddenly retreating, and his body shook and he had moved out five or six meters away.
Zhang Liao over there, but he didn't dare to linger longer, seeing that Xiahoudun didn't seem to react, without the slightest hesitation, he turned the horse's head, in his opinion, if he continued to fight, it was estimated that he would show defeat.
It was only at this time that Xiahoudun, who had already jumped out of his horse and was about to retreat, came back to his senses.
MD, fooled!
Looking at that Zhang Liao again, his face was pale and his breathing was disordered at this time.
Damn, it turns out that this Liao is not released to squander after the anger bar is full, but because he can't beat himself and wants to slip away?!!
"Ann dare to play with me?"
Xiahoudun's eyes were blood-red, and he roared wildly, and the arrogance on his body was connected.
"Boom!" There was a loud bang, followed by a huge wave of air, and dust flew up.
However, Zhang Liao did not stay in place for too long, the war horse under his crotch galloped to the side as fast as possible, and he wanted to widen the distance between him and Xiahoudun as much as possible.