"Oh? What does this little general want to promise from a certain family? But it doesn't hurt to say it! ”

Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Yun with interest, he was very curious about what Zhao Yun wanted to do.

"General Zhang, what I ask for is nothing, I just want General Zhang to promise that if I win by luck, if anyone under General Zhang's command is willing to go to the land of Qingzhou in the future, don't stop it!"

Zhao Yun looked at Zhang Yan with a straight face, his eyes were like torches.

"Oh? A certain family promises you, no matter if you win or lose, if anyone is willing to go to Qingzhou, I will not stop you! ”

Zhang Yan looked at Zhao Yun and said lightly, although he was a little confused about why Zhao Yun made this promise, he still agreed disapprovingly.

After all, Zhang Yan believed that the people of the Montenegrin Army, although he could not be said to be loyal to himself, it was impossible for him to go all the way to Qingzhou to join Guan Hai.

"The Black Mountain Army is handsome in poison, and I ask the general for advice!"

A man wearing battle armor and holding an eight-sided Han sword stood up, his blade came out of its sheath and the cold light shone brightly, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Zhao Yun.

Yu Poison is the strongest person in the Black Mountain Army except for Zhang Yan, his strength has reached the peak of innateness, and there are few people who can match him with a spear in one hand.

"Red Blood Army, Flying Cavalry Army, Protector General Zhao Zilong!"

Zhao Yun slapped the ground with one hand, the whole person rose into the air, and after landing on one knee with a forward flip, he stood up and pulled out the sword at his waist, and waved it at Yu Poison.

"Offended!"

Yu Poison's battle intent was full of intent, and the long sword swung towards Zhao Yun, directly taking Zhao Yun's head.

"It's good to come!"

Although Zhao Yun's swordsmanship is not as good as Xie Xiaofeng's, how can he say that when he was learning art, he also received Wang Yue's guidance many times, and he counted half of Wang Yue's apprentices, plus in Qingzhou, he often learned swordsmanship with Xie Xiaofeng, and his swordsmanship even had Xie Xiaofeng's seventy percent of his skills.

Zhao Yun's swordsmanship is different from ordinary people, swordsmanship is like a spearmanship, and it is like a spirit snake, and he takes a light route.

In an instant, more than ten afterimages appeared at the same time, making people dazzled and unable to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"Break it for me!"

Yu Poison's swordsmanship is obviously the public level, he has not been instructed by a famous teacher, he is just a wild road, and if he can't tell the truth from the false, he doesn't have to distinguish it, Yu Poison is like a circle trying to directly break all the afterimages with a sword.

It's a pity that there is no distinction between truth and falsehood in this afterimage, all of them are true!

It's just that Zhao Yun's depth is extremely fast, and he clicked more than ten swords in a row, Yu Poison almost flew out of his hand at once, and the continuous impact directly caused Yu Poison to spurt out a mouthful of blood, if he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been directly defeated by Zhao Yun's sword just now, swept into his chest.

"Good sword, such fast swordsmanship, dare to ask where the general is taught?"

It is easy for the long sword to dance with an afterimage, but it is not so easy to click more than ten times in a row, after all, if the stab is withdrawn at the moment, there will be a slight pause under the impact force.

And Zhao Yun actually did it without a pause, stabbing more than ten swords in an instant, this person Yu Poison understood that Zhao Yun's swordsmanship was far superior to his own, and his teacher must be extraordinary.

"My teacher Tong Yuan, my teacher's friend Wang Yue."

Zhao Yun's fluttering words as if he didn't care made Yu Yun feel deeply shocked, Zhao Yun said this, he naturally understood where Zhao Yun's swordsmanship came from.

The name of the sword master Wang Yue is not for fun, the one-handed swordsmanship is invincible in the swordsmanship world, and the swordsmanship is unrivaled.

"Come on, let me show you how superb the swordsmanship you have learned from the swordsman!"

Yu Poison perked up his spirits, and looked at Zhao Yun's fighting intent even stronger, the swordsmanship he learned from the sword master?

"As you wish!"

What Yu Poison said made Zhao Yun smile slightly, if he used internal force, Yu Poison would definitely lose without thirty moves, but now that Yu Poison said so, Zhao Yun naturally competed with swordsmanship.

Yu Poison and Zhao Yun both hid their internal strength, only fighting swordsmanship, you come and go, only to see the firelight but not the sword.

"Break it for me!"

Unknowingly, with more than 100 moves, even if Zhao Yun deliberately kept his subordinates, Yu Poison was still marked with four or five wounds, and the whole person looked bloody and pale.

Zhao Yun's long sword slashed, like a stick, slashed horizontally on Yu Poison's sword, and directly blasted Yu Poison away with a sword.

"You're defeated!"

Zhao Yun Jianfeng pointed at Yu Poison and said.

"In the heart of the mouth, the general's martial arts, a certain time."

Yu Xuan clutched his chest and stood up, he naturally understood that if it wasn't for Zhao Yun's mercy, he would definitely lose if he made fifty moves.

"General Yu laughed, the general is not specialized in swordsmanship, and it is normal to be slightly inferior in swordsmanship."

On other people's turf, Zhao Yun naturally accepts it when he sees it, and naturally he will not be too arrogant, and how much he wins will save some face for others.

"Hahaha, the Red Blood Army is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the little general is here to sit down, and it is fate that you and I meet today, and we must have a good drink!"

Zhang Yan frowned when she looked at Yu Poison's defeat, and then smiled with a smile on her face, and kindly pulled Zhao Yun into her seat, holding a large bowl of wine to drink with Zhao Yun.

"Hahaha, the little general is really extraordinary and my appetite, come and continue!"

Zhang Yan watched Zhao Yun dry a big bowl of wine in one gulp, and his impression of him changed slightly better, for Zhang Yan, only a strong person who can drink is a good man!

"Come, General Zhang, this bowl of dragon respects you, who doesn't know the name of General Zhang in the world? If it weren't for the general's millions of black mountains, I don't know how much would be left, the general cares about the people, he can be described as a hero, Zilong has admired the general for a long time, come to the general! ”

Zhao Yun raised the big bowl and touched Zhang Yan, and directly dried the bowl.

"Generals, come to Zilong to give you a cup, I have long heard that there are many heroes in the Black Mountain army, and today I saw that this is the case, the generals value love and righteousness, which is rare in the world, come to Zilong to give you a cup!"

After Zhao Yun and Zhang Yan finished drinking, they stood up and saluted everyone, and directly drank a large bowl of wine.

Even the three bowls of wine in the sea, others who saw it were dumbfounded, although it was said that martial artists could drink wine after all, but there were few people who drank like Zhao Yun.

Three sea bowls, one bowl is more than one catty, three bowls and three catties Although the alcohol degree of the Han Dynasty is almost equivalent to beer, have you ever seen someone blow three bottles of beer in one go?

Unknowingly, after three rounds of drinking, under Zhao Yun's offensive, even if he was quite prejudiced against Zhao Yun, he was affectionate to Zhao Yun at this moment, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, hooking his shoulders and back.

"Brothers, Zilong is not strong enough to drink, I want to retire first, how about you and I continue to drink another day?"

Zhao Yun looked at the generals of the Black Mountain Army, who had already laid down most of them, and got up directly and said.

"Hahaha, Zilong is scared? Manly man, how can you retreat from the battle, come and come and continue! ”

Zhang Yan, who was red-faced and red-eared when she drank it, already felt that Zhao Yun had become two of them, but she still pulled Zhao Yun excitedly and wanted to continue drinking.

"Haha, how can Brother Zhang invite Little Brother to retreat and continue!"

Zilong's eyes flashed, and he continued to drink directly with Zhang Yan, and after a while, all the people of the Black Mountain Army fell down, and Zhao Yun was already drunk as if he was in a daze.

After Zhang Song beckoned the two personal soldiers to carry Zhao Yun back to the room, Zhao Yun seemed to be awake the moment he closed the door.

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