The weapon of the left bearded shohachi is very strange. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

A rod looks like a half-melted fire-burning stick with only a rough shape.

Ferric.

It is not at all smooth and flat, on the contrary, the uneven surface seems to be very prickly in the eyes of others.

However, as if he were caressing the softest silk in the world, he wrapped and lifted the stick with his rough hand.

……

"Left Beard Shohachi:

The leader of the Montenegrin Army, one of the thirty-six commanders.

Force – 86 (86)

Command—71(73)

Intelligence – 20 (22)

Politics – 18 (20)

※ Strange power - 95 (95)

Note: Strange Powers are only available to certain characters. 】

"There is a special talent...... Zhang Yu looked at the giant in the field who was two sizes older than Zhao Yun, and thought of Hu Zhao who had a special talent before.

【Hu Zhao...... Politics - 78 (86), ※ Talent - 94 (97)]

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu looked at Cai Yong not far away-

【Cai Yong...... Politics - 82 (84), ※ Talent - 99 (99)]

"Hmm...... That's exactly how it should be. ”

After watching Cai Yong, Zhang Yu turned his head again and was with those bright eyes.

"This man, who just saw my father, and now comes to see me again, does he want to propose marriage to my father...... It's really breathless. ”

Cai Yanqiao's face flushed, and then she waited with white eyes.

"Shhh...... The woman's heart is full of needles, she just successfully held hands with the master and returned that sweet energy, and in a blink of an eye, she turned her face and didn't recognize her husband! ”

……

The iron rod was held high, and the giant's shoulders were like iron arms, and the bulging biceps were like two black iron bumps.

The seemingly heavy iron rod seemed to be not much heavier than an embroidery needle in his hand, and under the full swing of the iron rod, he danced the iron rod into the shape of a long knife and chopping.

If he faces Zhang Fei, Zuo Zhangba may be able to vent his strength arbitrarily in the contest with him;

If you face Guan Yu, you only need to bear the unparalleled wind and rain of the second master, and it is not impossible to fight the lily.

It's a pity that he is neither Zhang Fei nor Guan Yu, but Zhao Yun.

Changshan Zhao Zilong, who likes to deal with people like him who are born with divine powers.

The spear shook, like a spirit snake spitting out letters, and the iron rod around the left beard and then bullied up, the two were intertwined, like silk, without the slightest sense of fierceness.

With Zhao Yun's wrist shaking, the silver-white gun instantly exploded with huge power, smashing into the iron rod of the left beard.

This blow, if it is a person with insufficient strength, the blade will fly away nine times out of ten. However, Zuo Zhangba was not an ordinary person, Zhao Yun's secret attack did not affect him, but made him accumulate the huge force of his arms along the raised iron rod, and slashed down at the spear.

"Boom!"

The dust of this blow was flying, and even the aftermath of the collision of weapons was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Third brother, his strength is not as good as yours."

"It's okay, Zilong won him, I'll go and win Zilong again, it's too much to save this move."

……

Zhao Yun's strength lies not only in the dexterity and swiftness of his marksmanship, but also in the fact that he is a military general who combines strength and technology to the extreme.

is as strong as Lu Bu, unparalleled in the world, and his skills have reached the realm of transformation, but his strength is always slightly higher.

Only Zhao Yun, among almost all the generals in the world, those who are more powerful than him are not as skilled as him, and those who are more skilled than him are not as powerful as him. Dealing with a person with extremely high skill points like Zuo Shohachi, but also extremely single, the slightest hole is as huge as a stone on a siege trebuchet, and he can take it without too much effort.

Tentatively stabbed three shots from the bottom road, and when the tip of the spear slashed through the half-moon-shaped arc, leading the iron rod to a high place, Zhao Yun pulled another spear flower at his side.

Zuo Zhanghachi was already a little impatient, and with annoyance, he knocked out Gangfeng, but he could only hit the phantom left by the rapid gun, and his strength was surging, and he still felt like he was going to explode in his huge body, and he never found the opportunity to release it like Fang Cai.

In the eyes of everyone, Zuo Zhangba is like a clumsy old man, being played by a flexible and experienced old hunter, and when he meets Zhao Yun, it is also unlucky for this man.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Although Zhao Yun didn't make a few moves with him, every time he swung it, it was really hard work, and Rao is innate divine power couldn't help such consumption, and after a long time, Zuo Zhangba finally got a little tired.

Panting, he tugged at the other chicken nest on his head, looked at Zhao Yun, who didn't seem to be tired, and said:

"Do you dare to fight with me?"

"Oh, what is righteousness and brightness? You want to use your strength to break through skill, and I intend to win with skill, and you happen to be restrained by me, which can only show that your skills are not as good as others, and how can there be light and not brightness. ”

"Don't give me a quick tongue! Let me ask you, as I said earlier, can you still count together? ”

"Count."

The audience who guessed what Zuo Zhanghachi was going to do suddenly burst into boos.

"Originally, the wheel battle was shameless enough to be four against one, but now the four of them are going to go together, could it be that Zhang Yan and this Black Mountain Army are like this?"

"What do you think! What is the difference between those moth thieves and them, it will only bring disaster to our people. ”

"The old man has never seen such a brazen person."

Zhang Yan's face was very ugly.

"Bang!"

Xia Houlan rang the gong in the field.

"Zhao Yun, what do you think of Zuo Zhangba's request?"

"Yes."

"Left Mustache Zhangba, the martial artists who have been defeated in the same game do not have the right to step into the ring again, so now only the golden warriors of the Ping Nan Zhonglang General can appear."

"Good, Gold!"

The focus of the audience was on the "golden warrior" in the seat.

It was only now that someone suddenly discovered that this golden warrior had been sitting there all along, without the slightest movement.

At this moment, he heard the call of Zuo Shohachi, slowly got up from his chair, and then walked into the ring.

Instead of standing at an angle with his teammates, he stood directly in front of Zuo Zhangpachi, stretched out his hand, opened the joint in a rattling sound, and looked at Zhao Yun with a pair of lifeless eyes.

……

"There's weirdness." Zhang He muttered in a low voice.

"It's not weird." Gao Ran laughed angrily, "This thing, I've seen it before, they're called-"

"Iron Clothed Warrior......" Zhang Yu gritted his teeth, "Dad, you really have a connection with the Black Mountain Thief." ”

Flipping through all the news in my mind about this, it seems to be obvious.

"The iron-clad wrestler is the Yellow Turban Lux! My father undoubtedly has a great friendship with Zhang Yan, and even has an inseparable relationship with the Yellow Turban, and even the means to make the strongest soldiers in the Yellow Turban can be mastered.

And Zhang Yan, a shameless person, where is he specifically begging for wine? I'm afraid it's just a matter of trying to get a calf out of me! ”

When Zhang Yu was thinking about how to take revenge on Zhang Yan and his father for a showdown, the golden warrior in the field had already made a move.

A punch, an unstoppable punch that was like a bamboo, roared and slammed at Zhao Yun.

"Boom!"

Zhao Yun kept his hand for a while, just wanting to push his long arm away, but as soon as he touched it, it was the voice of Jin Ge!

Immediately afterward, the invincible Gentian Bright Silver Spear was held in the hand of gold in this way.

"Hah!"

The eight iron rods of the left beard danced and smashed towards the restrained Zhao Yun like a crack in the air.