Chapter Ninety-Eight: Don't You Want the Knife Too?
Guan Yu, who was in the chaos, suddenly sensed a fierce murderous aura, attacked wildly, and swept his eyes away, but saw that Xu Chu had rushed madly.
It's this nobody again!
Guan Yu Danfeng's eyes widened sharply, and he instantly rushed to the crown in anger.
I want him to be beautiful and bearded, warm wine, and kill Huaxiong, megatron the world, conceited martial arts, except for Lu Bu, no one in the world can be beaten.
But I don't want to, in the battle of Yingkou, it is a shame to draw with Xu Chu, an unknown person, how can I not be red-eyed when I see each other today.
In a fit of rage, Guan Yu shouted, slapped his horse and danced his knife to meet Xu Chu.
Guan Yu has hatred, and Xu Chu is not hot.
He Xu Chu is also powerful Huairu, even Sun Jian has to give him some face, and he doesn't dare to attack his Xu Jiabao, who would have thought that Guan Yu would dare to regard him as a native chicken and a dog, and blatantly ignore it.
Xu Chu is also a proud person, how can he tolerate being despised like Guan Yu.
Today is his time for revenge!
The peerless powerhouses of the two powerful martial arts rushed to kill each other, and everywhere they passed, all the lives that were blocked were swept away like fallen leaves.
Guan Yu was like lightning, swooping in, and in his hand, the Qinglong Knife was even more powerful in destroying everything, attacking wildly.
With the help of a knife at the speed of the horse, the strength was overwhelmingly pressed out, and almost the sky and the earth changed color.
The first knife is Guan Yu's nirvana.
Facing Guan Yuwei's unstoppable move, Xu Chu, who had fought once, had already prepared, his face was as calm as water, his ape arm danced, and the war knife in his hand calmly struck.
The power of the long river rolled out, and the powerful sword momentum was facing the attack.
Two knives, instantaneous impact.
Whoa--
The loud sound roared wildly, and the surrounding soldiers only felt that their eardrums were about to crack, and the leader was almost dizzy, and the screams made by the collision of the two knives shook the people on the left and right.
Guan Yu and Xu Chu, the moment they passed by by mistake, their bodies were slightly shocked.
Xu Chu, who had been prepared for a long time, calmly met this blow.
When he returned to the horse, Xu Chu pointed at Guan Yu with a long knife and sneered: "Guan Yu, you have all fallen for the clever plan of my general, if you don't get off the horse and surrender, Lao Tzu will cut you into slices." ”
Xu Chuhao's crazy sarcasm is like a sharp blade, ruthlessly sweeping Guan Yu's strong self-esteem.
He was furious, angry like never before, that red face, almost red with anger, almost turning purple.
Guan Yu, whose lungs were about to explode, shouted violently: "The nameless man of the local chicken and tile dog dares to insult my beautiful bearded father, accept your life!" ”
In the midst of the loud shouts, Guan Yu rode his horse and danced his sword, like a mad beast, and roared up again.
Xu Chu was not in a hurry or angry, roared, waved his sword, and calmly faced the battle.
The two fought again, two tower-like bodies, two swords that killed countless people, and fought fiercely together.
Guan Yu is like a beast that has lost its mind, sparing no effort to attack frantically.
And Xu Chu also did his best in life, and the knife was like a long river, and he steadily responded to Guan Yu's attack like a knife.
Guan Yu, who was crazy, completely ignored the situation left and right, ignoring that his army had been completely defeated, and only wanted to kill Xu Chu with all his heart to relieve the hatred in his heart.
It's a pity that although Guan Yu's martial arts are slightly better than Xu Chu, if you want to defeat Xu Chu, you have to at least have a thousand moves.
When Xu Chu made a move, he scolded loudly: "Monkey ass face, if you have the guts, you will keep fighting with me, and you will not run away until your subordinates die!" ”
The sentence "monkey ass face" almost made Guan Yu so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
Since he Guan Yu slashed Huaxiong with warm wine and became famous in the first battle, no matter what kind of enemy he encountered, he must not be given any respect.
However, Xu Chu was rude, and he even sarcastically said that his face was sarcastic, without any respect at all.
"Shameless horseman, I want your life!" Guan Yu, who was extremely angry, slashed wildly with the Qinglong knife like the wind, and the layers of knife shadows wrapped Xu Chu in it.
Xu Chu was calm, the war knife in his hand danced into an iron curtain, and he blocked Guan Yu's stormy attack as calmly as a mountain.
In the blink of an eye, more than 100 moves have passed.
Guan Yu only had the first three axes, which made Xu Chu feel a little difficult, and Xu Chu was able to deal with the subsequent moves calmly.
Guan Yu wanted to rely on that violent aura to take down Xu Chu in one go, which was simply wishful thinking.
Facing the calm Xu Chu, Guan Yu's violent knife style gradually weakened, and the power of the Qinglong knife decreased, and he couldn't gain the upper hand.
Guan Yu, who had been fighting for a long time, finally began to feel anxious.
He soon realized that if he continued to fight like this, he would not be able to take this Xu Chu without a thousand moves, but the soldiers on the left and right were getting fewer and fewer, and they were either killed by the enemy cavalry or fled in embarrassment.
On the battlefield, their Sun-Liu coalition army has been completely defeated, and the soldiers who have lost their fighting spirit are running away frantically.
At that time, even if he had a peerless martial arts, how could he withstand the siege of thousands of troops.
With this in mind, Guan Yu's momentum suddenly decreased, and the sword power in his hand quickly showed fatigue.
Twenty steps away, Diao Xiong, who was slaughtering wildly, keenly observed that Guan Yu had realized that the situation was unfavorable and had the idea of escaping.
"How can I let you go?"
Seeing that Guan Yu was about to slip, Mink Xiong had an idea, hung up the axe, took off the bow and arrow, bent the bow and arrow on the horse, and aimed at Guan Yu.
At this time, Guan Yu had already made a few strong moves, forced Xu Chu back, and turned his horse to escape.
Dozens of steps apart, both sides are in the bumps of the war horses, and the difficulty of shooting at the moment is far more difficult than when Fubo fought and Diao Xiong shot Han Dang on the ground.
"Smart chip, turn it on for me!" Mink Xiong thought about it all his life, and in his brain, the biological intelligence chip suddenly opened.
Guan Yu's image, through the optic nerve, was immediately transmitted to the smart chip and analyzed rapidly.
The trajectory of the target, the wind direction of the battlefield, the range of the arrow, and the gravity of the arrow...... All the factors that affect the accuracy of shooting are analyzed.
At a certain moment, Diao Xiong's sword eyebrows froze, his fingertips loosened slightly, and the sharp arrow came out of the string, turning into a streamer, and roared towards Guan Yu dozens of steps away.
At this time, Guan Yu had just turned around, and suddenly heard the sound of breaking the sky, knowing that a cold arrow was coming, and with his superb martial arts, he was in a hurry to return the knife to block it.
Although Diao Xiong turned on the smart chip, Guan Yu's martial arts were extremely strong, and the strength attached to the knife was not used to block the sharp arrow, but the strong qi blocked the sharp arrow from deviating from the trajectory.
An arrow hit Guan Yu's right arm.
Guan Yu, who was hit by the arrow, was in severe pain, snorted, the Qinglong knife in his hand couldn't hold it, his five fingers were loosened, and with a bang, the Qinglong knife fell out of his hand.
Guan Yu, who was in shock, suddenly looked back, but saw Diao Xiong holding a bow and arrow in his hand, rushing towards him.
That cold arrow was actually released by Mink Xiong.
In an instant, Guan Yu was so angry that his lungs exploded.
The dignified and beautiful bearded man, the warm wine slashed Huaxiong, the three heroes fought against Lu Bu, the power was in the world, today's battle, not to mention the defeat, even the Qinglong Treasure Knife was shot down by Mink Xiong.
The arrogant Guan Yu, who never thought that he would suffer such a great humiliation.
Frightened, Guan Yu wanted to turn the horse's head and pick up the green dragon treasure knife that he had landed.
Xu Chu gave him this opportunity, and he cut it with a knife.
Guan Yu had no choice but to give up his sword and turn his horse away.
Behind him, Diao Xiong had already chased after him, leaned over and picked up the Qinglong knife, and copied it in his hand.
Diao Xiong raised the Qinglong knife, pointed at Guan Yu, who was fleeing, and sneered: "Guan Yu, don't you want to kill me Diao Xiong, why don't you even want your own knife." ”
The young man's sarcastic voice, like a sharp blade, deeply pierced Guan Yujiao's self-esteem, and provoked him to want to fight back, but the remaining reason stopped Guan Yu alive.
The Qinglong Sword has been lost, how can you fight again, turn back because of anger, there is only one way to die.
"Diao Xiong, if he doesn't take your dog's head in the future, I Guan Yu will not be a man!"
Dropping a cruel word, Guan Yu gritted his teeth, abandoned the Qinglong Knife, desperately whipped his horsewhip, and fled with the defeated soldiers.