Some of them were surprised by the toughness of Cao Cao and Guo Jia, and some were excited about the excitement of this fight, and they were often on the verge of life and death. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But there was one person at the scene who was very unhappy, and this was Yuan Shao.

He knows the strength of Yan Liang and Wen Chou the most, because their martial arts are superb and far superior to ordinary people, so Yuan Shaocai spent a great price to recruit them as his subordinates.

The most important thing is that the two of them are loyal, which is what Yuan Shao likes them the most, and even regards them as henchmen.

But what are Yan Liang and Wen Chou doing now?

Water!

Cao Cao won't talk about it, although Guo Jia is a bit forceful, how can he be Yan Liang's opponent?

Originally, according to Yuan Shao's idea, the battle was resolved within three moves, and the Qifeng Pavilion was quickly evacuated to avoid extraneous branches.

But according to Yan Liang's fight, it is estimated that there may not be a result until tomorrow morning!

Yuan Shao's eyes widened, his cheeks twitched unnaturally, and his upper and lower teeth were clenched together tightly, trembling.

Apparently he was angry, but he held back and didn't dare to show it.

Angry at what?

Of course, Yan Liang didn't listen to his own words, and he didn't work hard.

So why hold it back?

Of course, it's because he likes Yan Liang and Wen Chou too much.

In terms of ability, they are definitely the only generals in ten thousand, and the most important thing is that the two of them are the kind of people who do not have a high IQ but are stupid and loyal.

Such a person is the best to control, and it is the least likely to betray, and Yuan Shao is the most reassuring to use.

So even if Yuan Shao was angry, he was reluctant to scold them, after all, Yuan Shao regarded the two of them as an important help for his future.

"Ruyu, hideous, hurry up and solve the battle, and avoid long nights and dreams."

(PS: Yan Liang and Wen Chou did not have specific records.)

Ruyu, in this book is Yan Liang's words.

Compared with Wen Chou's appearance, it is not too much for Yan Liang to be called Yan Ruyu.

In ancient times, jade could be used as a metaphor for a gentleman, and it could also be used to praise good things, such as jade, which is almost "good".

Hideous, this book is an ugly word.

In ancient times, the meaning of the word "ugly" was different from that of today, and in addition to being used as a branch of the heavens and the earth, it could also mean disgust, thinness, anger, shame, and so on.

I simply didn't think much about it here, so I translated ugly as hideous, which not only conforms to the appearance and temperament of Wen Chou, but also is close to the ugly character. ）

Although Yuan Shao was angry in his heart, he still tried to maintain a gentle tone when he spoke, and the invisibility of joy and anger was also the first lesson for these future overlords to learn.

Although Yan Liang is not smart, he is not stupid either. Yuan Shao's words were unremarkable, but he could also know that he couldn't release water anymore.

The lord, who has always called only himself by his own name, called his own words, which is a hint.

"Guo Gongzi, I'm offended."

Yan Liang's lips moved slightly, and he apologized in a voice that only he and Guo Jia could hear, and then held the sword across his chest, slowly gaining momentum.

Suddenly, Yan Liang's eyes widened, blazing, and he kept stabbing out a cold cold light.

The gentlemen present were all in their hearts, it turned out that Yan Liang just now was not in the strongest state. Looking at it again, it seems that Yan Liang's already high bulging muscles are even more prominent.

This is the strength of a real first-class general, and the momentum alone can overwhelm most people.

"Be careful!"

Even Xun Yu, who had always been calm, and his face did not change when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, panicked. If it is a competition for wisdom, there are few people present who are stronger than him, but when it comes to competing for force, he really has no way at all.

"Don't worry!"

Guo Jia's tone was flat, and he didn't seem to be affected by Yan Liang's momentum at all.

Yes, Yan Liang's momentum is really strong, but it is not the first time that Guo Jia has seen such a strong momentum.

Dian Wei, Gao Shun, and Xu Huang all have almost such momentum, and Dian Wei's momentum is even stronger than Yan Liang.

In terms of martial arts, Dian Wei is absolutely not inferior to Yan Liang; In terms of size, Guo Jia has never seen anything taller than Dian Wei; In terms of appearance, even Wen Chou is at a terrifying level with Dian Wei; In terms of ferocity, Dian Wei is absolutely better than Yan Liang, he is a thug who likes to tear people alive!

What do generals like to do?

In addition to leading troops to fight is to study martial arts, Dian Wei, Gao Shun, and Xu Huang are fighting every day in the Hall of Fame, which makes the originally quiet shop restless.

Guo Jia is used to seeing the strength of this kind of first-class general, and he has long been accustomed to it!

Is this true?

Of course not, what you see and what you experience are not the same.

Only by standing in front of first-class generals and experiencing that momentum can you understand what it means to be a 10,000-strong enemy.

The air was getting thicker and heavier, and it seemed that it was about to freeze, and Guo Jia felt like he was tied to a sandbag all over his body, and his whole body was surprisingly heavy.

Not to mention moving your body, even standing there and breathing air is a little depressing.

The heart is beating faster and faster, but it is becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

Soon, a fine layer of sweat oozed from Guo Jia's forehead, wetting the ends of his hair, but Guo Jia didn't have time to wipe it clean.

"Roar!"

Guo Jia roared angrily, and actually shot in front of Yan Liang again.

The gentlemen present sighed one after another, and the masters made a move, often the first to strike was in a weak position, and the second to strike was able to strike later.

Guo Jia is so preemptive, isn't he asking for failure?

However, just a few steps away from Guo Jia and Yan Liang, Wen Chou, who was easily entanglement with Cao Cao, nodded inadvertently.

He believes that Guo Jia is not only not stupid in doing this, but the wisest move.

Because only Wen Chou knows how strong his brother-in-law is and how strong his momentum is. An ordinary person standing in front of him can't even mention the courage to resist.

Even if they have a little martial arts, they can withstand Yan Liang's momentum, but these people will be frightened by Yan Liang's momentum, and they can't take a step at all.

Guo Jia is wise, he knows that the gap between his martial arts and Yan Liang is too big, and the longer the confrontation, the less combat power and courage he can leave. So simply make a move before Yan Liang, so that you can save some strength.

When—

When—

When—

Relying on the advantage of striking first, Guo Jia actually attacked Yan Liang three times in a row, and also affected Yan Liang's momentum.

But everything is here, after three moves, Yan Qiang's momentum reached its peak, and he also regained the initiative from Guo Jia.

The fourth move, Yan Liang's strongest move, splits Huashan. This is also the most effective and easiest move since the advent of martial arts.

In Yan Liang's hand, the long sword instantly became an agarwood giant axe that split Huashan, like thunder, like a flood, and directly chopped down from above Guo Jia.

This sword is too fast, Guo Jia can't dodge it at all. So simply didn't hide, Guo Jia gritted his teeth, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and won.

Clicks–

With a crisp sound, countless sparks spurted out, and the sword in Yan Liang's hand was actually cut off.

The long sword in Guo Jia's hand was still intact, and there was not even a gap, but Guo Jia didn't have time to rejoice that Yuan Shu's sword was a genuine product.

Because he himself was slashed out by a three-product sword, and slammed into the small table behind him, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the green shirt in front of him red.

And Guo Jia's tiger's mouth also cracked, the long sword fell to the ground unconsciously, and his palms trembled, and it seemed that he couldn't hold the sword.