(A large chapter is served, and it's finally over, hehe.) In one blow, Liu Feng only felt the huge force like a landslide and a crack in the ground, and poured straight into his body along the silver spear. The extremely powerful impact was like countless water-stained leather whips, whipping his internal organs unscrupulously.

The blood is tumbling, and the five intestines are broken.

Originally, he thought that Guan Yu was already at the end of the strong crossbow, but under this move, Liu Feng was shocked to find that even Guan Yu at the end of the strong crossbow still had such incredible attack power.

With a move, the two horses passed sideways, and when Liu Feng turned back, he secretly lucked himself and tried his best to calm down the tumbling qi and blood, and after only a moment, his expression returned to normal.

originally thought that with all his might, even if Liu Feng was not cut off the horse, it would definitely cause him to suffer a heavy blow, but when he turned around, Guan Yu was shocked to find that Liu Feng looked calm.

At this moment, Guan Yu's jujube red face became white and hideous, his once extremely sharp eyes became hollow and godless, and there were countless sweat and blood stains on his cheeks.

It was a grim and horrified expression, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing: this young enemy in front of him had an incredible talent beyond himself, and in just a few years, his martial arts had grown to such an incredible level.

Is it really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves?

Guan Yu suddenly, a kind of desolation of the hero's end surged in his heart.

Seeing Guan Yu's expression, Liu Feng suddenly felt that he was very pitiful, but he was soon happy for his growth, and his martial arts had reached a point where Guan Yu was obsessed with it, which in itself was a very remarkable achievement.

With his legs between his legs, Lu Ma hissed out, and the heavy spear poked forward, this time, it was Liu Feng's turn to launch a counterattack.

The pathetic Guan Yu suddenly let out a sad roar, rode out, and instantly crossed Liu Feng's eyes like an iron tower, and the treasure knife in his hand turned into a crescent moon, carrying the fierce and incomparably powerful force, and swept over.

The blue and bright treasure knife, like a special magnet, gathered and absorbed the surrounding air, with Liu Feng as the center, forming a strange vortex, and the huge suction force firmly wrapped Liu Feng's body in it, making it unavoidable.

Liu Feng suddenly realized why Guan Yu was able to kill the enemy with one move, it turned out that he relied on such strange sword techniques to make the opponent unable to dodge, and then wiped out the opponent with the power to destroy everything.

This is a more terrible sword technique than Xu Chu, how many martial arts generals, it is precisely because of negligence, died under such a knife technique, at this moment, Guan Yu came out to Liu Feng, making him suddenly feel deceived.

Obviously, Guan Yu knew that Liu Feng would rely on the tactics of the sea of people until his physical strength was overwhelmed, so before that, he had never used such a trick, even when he fought just now, in order to paralyze Liu Feng and catch him off guard.

With such a gloomy method of fighting, where is there still that kind of contempt for the world.

It's just that the move in front of him has arrived, and Liu Feng knows the plan, but he has been deeply inhaled by Guan Yu's sword qi, and there is no other way than hard connection.

And the knife that swept was almost Guan Yu's last potential in life, and it was a knife that fought with his life, its strength and might, if Liu Feng took it hard, the consequences would be unimaginable.

There is no way back!

At the moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and suddenly, he remembered the scene of fighting with Sun Shangxiang.

The overlord marksmanship created by Sun Ce is very similar to Guan Yu's knife technique, both of which are domineering and fierce, so that the strength of the gang destroys the enemy's resistance.

But Zhao Yun once said that there is no difference between rigidity and softness, and the combination of rigidity and softness is the highest state of martial arts, and people who practice martial arts in the world, in order to achieve quick success, often specialize in all the way, especially those generals who make heavy weapons such as knives, often fall into the misunderstanding of pursuing rigidity.

However, rigidity and softness are mutually restrictive, which is the principle of heaven and earth, and even if the fierceness is extreme to the extreme, there are also flaws that are overcome by softness.

Suddenly, Liu Feng had an enlightenment-like enlightenment, and when he stared at it again, Guan Yu's seemingly impeccable style seemed to have a flaw that was almost impossible to see.

That flaw is where the blade itself lies.

Guan Yu attached the strength of his whole body to the knife, and the strength of the knife was scattered, arousing the vortex energy, in a vain attempt to destroy the enemy with a huge impact surface, so that the power on the blade itself became the weakest point.

The seemingly unstoppable real body is more vulnerable than the invisible energy, and no one can imagine that it is the key to cracking the enemy's style.

Liu Feng didn't have time to think about it, it was originally a silver spear that stabbed at Guan Yu's face, but it suddenly changed its trajectory halfway, and the unstoppable tip of the spear stabbed straight towards the blade of the Qinglong Knife.

Boom~~~ In the wild current, sparks splashed everywhere, and the tip of the gun was impartial, as if it had been measured, and it was in the middle of the thin blade.

The moment the knives and guns collided, the two of them were shocked.

The jet of air scraped like a knife, and the gelatin-like vortex pressed towards Liu Feng in all directions, like countless invisible hammers, mercilessly hitting every inch of Liu Feng's skin.

Under the pressure of the huge force, Liu Feng held his breath and concentrated, and the power in his hand continued to pass, pouring directly into the heavy gun, and he saw that the tip of the spear slid towards the handle along the arc of the white knife edge, dragging the harsh metal grinding sound.

At the place where the knife and the handle are combined, it is the weakest place of the strength, Liu Feng suddenly let out a low roar, the muscles of the ape's arm burst out, and the heavy spear pushed forward again like a rainbow.

I thought that the blade would score three more points, but when I saw that I was about to hit the opponent, Guan Yu felt an unprecedented force poured into the blade, although the force was not majestic, but it was just right to concentrate on a subtle point, as if a seemingly slender carrying rod had unbelievably prying the heavy knife with the power of a thousand catties in his hand.

The momentum of the broadsword stopped sharply, and then it was bounced out and swung outward.

Guan Yu was shocked, the two horses turned sideways again, Liu Feng's silver gun was horizontal, and the end of the gun handle was used by horsepower, and a smothering blow was made in Guan Yu's chest in an instant.

In a low snort, Guan Yu opened his mouth to see a puff of blood arrows.

What is the fear of the pain in his chest, what really makes Guan Yu painful and shocked is that Liu Feng, this kid, miraculously cracked his own formula.

Once upon a time, Hua Xiong, Yan Liang, and many famous generals were all killed by their own tricks, but now, they were cracked by such a nameless "rat generation" not long ago.

Not only was the move broken, but he was even injured by it.

In an instant, an unprecedented horror swept through his body, and for the first time in Guan Yu's life, he felt what it meant to be afraid, that kind of strange feeling, even when he was fighting against Lu Bu.

Being able to escape death under the stunner of the bearded man, and also counterattacking and injuring the opponent, the excitement and joy in Liu Feng's heart are self-evident.

However, Liu Feng didn't dare to be complacent, he knew very well that if Guan Yu hadn't been exhausted by his own crowd tactics before, and issued this lore in peak condition, even if he could see the flaws of overcoming rigidity with softness, he didn't have the strength to crack it.

Seeing Guan Yu's internal injuries and vomiting blood, Liu Feng didn't dare to give him the slightest chance to breathe, for fear that one of this person's tendons would twitch and go berserk again.

Where the ape's arm moved, thousands of gun shadows came out heavily, and they counterattacked towards Guan Yu with a fierce murderous aura.

Injured both inside and outside, bleeding non-stop, panting, two critical hits and a few remaining strength exhausted, Guan Yu at this time had already lived up to the courage of his life, and in the face of Liu Feng's stormy attack, all he could do was to parry.

The two of them fought fiercely, the strong wind swept in all directions, and the blade was soaring into the sky, only scraping out the grooves on the ground around them, and the energy kicked up the dust in the sky, and the oppressive force that was scattered could be felt within seven or eight zhang, and the soldiers around were afraid of being injured by this energy, so they only instinctively retreated outward.

It was rare to see such a thrilling master move in his life, and those ordinary soldiers were all stunned.

Seeing that Liu Feng was able to fight with the unparalleled bearded prince in the world, the soldiers' heartfelt awe for this young lord became deeper and deeper.

In the rolling battle group, Liu Feng showed what he had learned in his life, Xu Chu, Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Wei Yan, and even Guan Yu in front of him, whether it was an enemy or a friend, everything Liu Feng learned from them was now played without reservation.

Guan Yu was only shocked at first, but gradually, he couldn't help but have a faint respect for Liu Feng, the kind of respect that even he felt surprised, not that he gave up hatred, but a kind of respect that came from the martial artist to the martial artist.

Twenty moves, thirty moves, forty moves...... I don't know how long it took, but there was a sharp sound of "bang" in the dust and fog in the sky, and the strength stopped, and the battle stopped.

A cyan cold light flew from the dust and mist, crossed a graceful arc, and slammed into the ground more than ten feet away.

Everyone's eyes tightened, and they suddenly found that the thing that was deeply embedded in the ground turned out to be Guan Yu's Qinglong Knife.

The dust and mist gradually dissipated, and one red and one white were separated by three zhang of opposites.

Liu Cover's eyes were hideous, panting like a cow, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down like beads with broken threads. He held a gun in one hand, but the other hand was clutching his shoulder, and the steaming blood was slowly flowing from between his fingers.

Obviously, Liu Feng's injuries are not light.

And opposite him, Guan Yu leaned over the back of the red rabbit horse, his body was trembling slightly, except for the incredible release of the Qinglong Knife, he didn't seem to be injured.

But then, when Guan Yu struggled to straighten up, everyone was stunned at that moment.

Guan Yu was holding the horse's back with one hand, and pressing his abdomen tightly with the other, blood also spilling from his fingers. What shocked the soldiers even more was that Guan Yu's back had a bowl-sized wound, and boiling blood gushed out like magma.

Liu Feng not only shocked Guan Yubing into the air, but also pierced his abdomen!

The winner is decided.

"Haha-ha-ha-"

The body was pierced, and the blood gushed like a spring, Guan Yu seemed to be completely unaware of these pains, and actually laughed, and in his mouth, wisps of blood slipped down the corners of his mouth, and the blood stained the red robe, forming a large area of purple-black turbidity.

Among the thousands of pairs of eyes, a bloody man, like a demon who has undergone the punishment of hell, laughs wildly in the wind, such a scene, how bleak.

"Guan Yu, I Liu Feng sincerely admires your martial arts, but after all, you have fallen into the West Mountain, and I won this battle." Liu Feng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, looked at Guan Yu coldly, and his words diffused with pride.

Defeating the dignified and beautiful bearded duke, no matter what the process is, is enough to make Liu Feng proud.

"You're an outlier, we've all mistaken you. Now I am defeated, so what, people will eventually die, you have lost your conscience, do you think you can escape the heavens? Haha, I, Guan Yu, are waiting for you on Huangquan Road, and then we will fight again. ”

Lost conscience? Heavenly send? Hum.

originally thought that a person would die, and his words were good, and Guan Yu would see through something, but his words suddenly made Liu Feng realize that from beginning to end, Guan Yu was just a naïve and strong man.

The horse stepped forward slowly, standing side by side with Guan Yu, the Qingyu Sword in his hand slowly went out, and the sound of the cold front humming, like bone-chilling ice, shivered at the surrounding soldiers.

"Any last words?"

Guan Yu was seriously injured, his strength was exhausted, and he had run out of oil, Liu Feng was not in the mood to show off too much to a defeated general, it was time to draw an end to this surprise attack.

Guan Yu's laughter stopped suddenly, and after several heavy coughs, the blood in his mouth spurted more urgently.

He no longer had the strength to support it, so he could only lean on the back of the red rabbit horse, and gasped silently: "Adou is still a child after all, even if you are unkind to General Zuo, I hope you can show mercy to this innocent child." ”

When he was dying, Guan Yu didn't think about his family at all, but thought about Liu Bei's Adou who stayed in Jingzhou.

He can be regarded as benevolent and righteous to Liu Bei.

Liu Feng nodded slightly, "It's not a disaster for the family, I, Liu Feng, can't be guilty of poisoning a yellow-mouthed child." ”

"And the red rabbit, although he is a beast, but more loyal than people, I see that you are also a horse lover, I hope you can take good care of it." As he spoke, Guan Yu gently stroked the red rabbit under his crotch, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was saying goodbye to an old friend who had been friends for many years.

At this moment, Guan Yu's anger seemed to be dissipated with the passing life, and there was no hostility in his words, as if he was a bad old man who was about to die, chattering about the future.

Liu Feng's steely and resolute heart was also faintly moved at this moment.

He nodded silently.

Guan Yu didn't have many years, and slowly closed his eyes.

After being silent for a moment, Liu Feng took a deep breath, his wrist flicked, and the cold light passed, and Guan Yu's head was already in his hand.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and everyone had an expression of disbelief on their faces, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

Guan Yu, who was still majestic a moment ago, is already in a different place at this moment.

"Hooray!"

An exuberant scream broke the silence first.

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

…… Everyone woke up from a dream, and the cheers from the heart shook the four fields.

A day later, Liu Feng returned to the Chengxiang camp with Guan Yu's head.

When Liu Feng carried Guan Yu's head and strode into the gate, the entire camp instantly turned into a sea of cheers.

These soldiers in the battalion are many veterans of the Battle of Linxiang back then, and the nightmarish experience of Shuiwei Linxiang still has lingering palpitations when I think of it. And Liu Feng's killing of Guan Yu was like a breath of relief for all of them, and all the soldiers were extremely excited.

On the same day, Liu Feng took Guan Yu's head and approached Chengxiang City with an imposing infantry army.

Liu Feng carried Guan Yu's head, led the red rabbit horse, and arrived at the place in front of the city, raised Guan Yu's head high, and shouted: "Guan Yu's head is here, the general trend has gone, and the guards in the city are not ready to open the city and surrender." ”

Liu Feng knew that there were still two generals in Chengxiang City, Zhao Lei and Liao Hua, although these two were not the world's famous generals who could stand alone, but at the moment Liu Feng was employing people, these two people were also experienced generals, and it would be good if they could be used for themselves.

After hearing the news of the enemy's advance, Zhao Lei and Liao Hua immediately led hundreds of weak and weak remnants to the city, ready to put up desperate resistance.

When these remnants heard Liu Feng's shouting, they all changed color in shock.

In their eyes, Guan Yu was almost like a god, even when they were dreaming, they never thought that one day, Guan Yu would die at someone's hands.

But when they saw the head like a heavy jujube and the unique red rabbit horse, everyone had to accept this cruel truth.

The god-like General Guan Yunchang has fallen!

In an instant, everyone's remaining will to resist collapsed, and hundreds of weak soldiers hugged their heads and cried.

"General Guan, General Guan, I, Zhao Leisheng, am your general, and I will follow you in death!"

Zhao Lei, who was full of tears, screamed sadly, jumped from the city, only to hear a bang, his head hit the hard ground, and his brain burst immediately, and he stopped moving after a few convulsions.

"Brother Gongxian—"

Liao Huawan didn't expect that Zhao Lei would die for Guan Yu's martyrdom, and when he saw him climb up to the city, he rushed over to arrest him, but when he ran over, he was still a step too late after all. Liao Hua was anxious and painful, and could only pound the wall with regret.

Zhao Lei's suicide was not unexpected by Liu Feng, but when he saw Zhao Lei commit suicide by falling into the city, he couldn't help but feel a deep shock in his heart, thinking that although Guan Yu had all kinds of problems, he could have such loyal subordinates, and death would be a blind eye.

"General Liao, you and your subordinates can resist to this point, they are already loyal to Guan Yu, these soldiers are all family people, now that Guan Yu is dead, can you bear to let these young sons and daughters abandon their families and accompany Guan Yu to Huangquan together?"

Liu Feng played the emotional card again at this time. He knew that although Liao Hua in history was a loyal minister, when the Shu Kingdom was destroyed by the Sima clan, Liao Hua did not choose to die and die for the country.

If this is the case, then Liao Hua today may not die for Guan Yu.

At the head of the city, the sad Liao Hua looked at the soldiers who were crying left and right, looked at the miserable death of Zhao Lei under the city, and after hesitating for a long time, he sighed and said gloomily: "That's it, that's it, let's surrender the city." ”

(To be continued)