Zhou Cang killed Ali Shan and won a blood for Liu Beijun. Liu Bei's army shouted loudly, because Zhou Cang's killing of Ali Shan in one fell swoop boosted morale! In the Wuhuan army, because of the defeat in the first battle, the morale suddenly plummeted.

Qiu Liju saw it in his eyes, and his face became more and more gloomy. At this time, there was a horse running out behind him and going straight to Zhou Cang to kill! This man was unusually strong, with only a piece of leather armor on his body, and a steel fork in his hand, and he struck like a fierce god. Zhou Cang was ready for battle at this time, and saw that this person rushed to Zhou Cang's body quickly, and the war horse did not stop and stabbed over with a steel fork with momentum. Zhou Cang waved his big knife to parry, and blocked the opponent's steel fork with one sword.

At this time, he only felt a strong force surging from the knife, and his arms felt unusually heavy, as if the other party's fork had a thousand catties of force, which made Zhou Cang feel overwhelmed! This week, Cang let out a loud shout, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and then he violently opened the steel fork! Then the knife swung in front of the man's chest.

At this time, the man withdrew the steel fork and blocked Zhou Cang's big knife. The two of you came and went, and they killed together. Han Fei was watching the battle from behind, and suddenly his brows furrowed and asked Zhao Yundao next to him, "Zilong, why do I think Zhou Cang doesn't seem to be good?" ”

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "What the military advisor said is true, General Zhou is about to lose!" Han Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Then what are you waiting for!" Go and get him back! Do you want to wait for someone to kill him? ”

After hearing this, Zhao Yun smiled bitterly and said, "These two are fighting, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me to go up rashly, right?" Han Fei turned his head and said with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "General Zilong, the people on the other side are of a different race, so you don't need to talk to them about benevolence, righteousness and morality!" Besides, I'm not asking you to attack him! What's wrong with just letting you go and replace Zhou Cang. ”

Zhao Yun nodded after hearing this: "Thank you for the teachings of the military master, I will immediately go to replace General Zhou next time!" After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he hit the horse and went straight to the two of them, at this time Zhou Cang was really defeated, and he was careless and was stabbed into his left shoulder by the opponent's steel fork! Zhou Cang was stimulated by a burst of pain, and a force surged out of his body, and the big knife rushed out to force this person back. Then Zhou Cang turned his horse back and was defeated. This person chases after the fork, and he is about to chase Zhou Cang! Even the steel fork had stabbed him in the back.

Just as he was about to start, Zhao Yun arrived! I saw Zhao Yun pick up the bright silver gun in his hand, and suddenly hit the opponent's steel fork. This person's attack suddenly slowed down, and at this time, Zhao Yun pulled back the bright silver spear in his hand suddenly, and then he shook the body of the gun, and the bright silver spear conjured seven spear heads and stabbed at this person. The person on the other side was startled, and he hurriedly waved the steel fork in his hand and desperately resisted in front of him. But it is destined to be in vain together, how can Zhao Yun's Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear be something that he, a Wuhuan person, can resist. Seeing his steel fork slash through six phantoms, only the shot that stabbed him in the throat could not be blocked. So he could only watch as Zhao Yun's bright silver spear stabbed into his throat. The mouth came out of "Ahh The man clutched his throat and fell off the horse, his eyes were wide and he didn't blink!

Zhao Yun killed this steel fork warrior in one move, and Liu Beijun's morale rose again! There was a shout in the army! Looking at the Wuhuan people's formation again, Qiu Liju's face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and shouted at the people beside him: "Whoever goes to kill this person with me, I will reward him with ten Han female slaves and a hundred sheep!" As soon as he finished speaking, one of them replied, "I'm coming!" Qiu Liju went to find prestige, and it was the people of the Qingyang tribe who spoke. This Qingyang tribe is also one of the five major tribes, and he is the closest to the Yellow Sheep tribe where Qiu Liju is located, and the relationship is also the best. The person who answered was none other than the first warrior of the Qingyang tribe, named Pangen! His weapon was a big stick, which weighed eighty-three pounds, and no matter who he was fighting against, he would be hit with a stick, and few people could catch his three sticks. Therefore, in the Qingyang tribe, he also has a nickname, called Pansan Stick!

Qiu Liju saw that it was him, but nodded and said, "You go, the reward will never be less!" Pangen cracked his mouth and laughed: "Then the big leader, I'm going!" After saying that, he hit a dozen war horses, and the war horses carried him out and ran out. With this big waist and round tiger back bear waist, plus the eighty-three pound stick, the average horse must not move, but the horse under his crotch is a BMW. This horse looks ugly, and the hair on its body is divided into several colors, black, white, brown and even reddish-brown, but although it does not grow fast and is not fast, its endurance is particularly outstanding, and it looks very easy to carry a man and a stick.

At this time, Pangen had already ridden to the opposite side of Zhao Yun, he reined in his horse and looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Hey! The Han people on the other side, my name is Pangen, I will tell you the name first, so that you can be a ghost! After hearing this, Zhao Yun sneered: "Whoever dies and who lives must live!" My name is Zhao Yun, and you remember it too! After speaking, the bright silver spear shook, and it was still a hundred birds towards the phoenix spear, and the seven spear heads stabbed at the roots.

He pushed the big stick in his hand forward, and then turned his hands like wheels, instantly forming a barrier in front of him. Dangdang...... With seven consecutive sounds, Zhao Yun failed to pierce his barrier, and all of them were blocked. Zhao Yun saw that it was not good, and immediately withdrew his gun and prepared to shoot again, at this time, Pangen's eyes lit up, and he stopped the big stick in his hand! Then he slammed the big stick and smashed it down on Zhao Yun's head. At the same time, he shouted, "You give me here!" ”

"Whew!" The big stick hung on the wind and smashed down on Zhao Yun's head. This stick is quite fast, so fast that it's too late for Zhao Yun to hide! There is no way for Zhao Yun to go up with both guns! When there was a bang! This stick was smashing on Zhao Yun's bright silver spear! Thanks to Zhao Yun, this gun is the treasure of his master Tong Yuan, and ordinary guns have to be broken. Rao was like this, Zhao Yun only felt that his ears hurt, like a muffled thunder exploding above his head. Immediately afterwards, his arms were numb for a while, and the hands holding the gun were oozing blood. "This man has a lot of strength!" Zhao Yun was secretly frightened, and at the same time lifted the big stick hard, and then rode his horse to distance himself from him. failed to kill Zhao Yun with one move, and he was suddenly a little surprised. He grinned and said, "You white-faced Han man, you still have some skills!" Well, you'll eat me again! After saying that, he stepped forward immediately, and the big stick smashed towards Zhao Yun again.

Zhao Yun has suffered a loss once, how can he take this trick again! So he took his horse aside, and then struck it with his silver spear, which was pointed diagonally at the great stick, and at once removed most of its strength. He smiled at this time, he could see that Zhao Yun didn't dare to touch him, so he swept the big stick over, and pulled it over to Zhao Yun's upper body, forcing Zhao Yun to take this trick!

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