Thousands of spear shadows skyrocketed like rainbows, shooting out in all directions, silver spears flashing everywhere, countless severed limbs and broken armor splattered out.

The Lu Shenju ran like the wind, and everywhere the four hooves passed, Shang Wen's blood stretched out, forming a crimson carpet.

That bloody path divided the enemy army in two, and the scattered enemy, like a lamb, was trapped in a cold meat grinder, and the flesh and blood were ruthlessly twisted into blurred pieces of flesh and blood.

With the howl of his enemies in his ears and the blood in the wind, the heavy spear in his hand did not hesitate to slay any enemy who stood in his way.

At this moment, Liu Feng is like a bloody killing god from Shura's hell, even if he follows his subordinates, they are all terrified when they see him so ruthlessly killing.

Kindness to the enemy is to be vicious to oneself, and Liu Feng's mind was completely filled with a huge word "kill" at this time. Red-eyed, he seemed to use the blood of his enemies to wash away the oppression he had suffered for months.

"General be careful!"

A warning, when Liu Feng turned around, he suddenly saw that seven steps away, a red light and shadow broke through, and before he could see the movements of the comer, the soldier who gave the warning was already in a different place.

Before the enemy cavalry arrived, the unprecedented murderous aura attacked like a storm.

It's Guan Yu!

Liu Feng saw through Guan Yu's plan to return to the horse pistol, but he didn't expect that the marshal who was supposed to be in command of the Chinese army would personally participate in this sneak attack battle.

When the enemies saw each other, their eyes were red, Guan Yu rushed like an angry wave, he came for revenge.

In an instant, Liu Feng realized that he was a little big this time, although this ambush battle was a complete victory, but because he personally participated in the ambush operation, he now met Guan Yu unexpectedly on the battlefield.

As a matter of the overall situation, if he fell into the hands of Guan Yu in this occasional mistake, everyone's efforts would be in vain.

In the Battle of Guandu that year, wasn't the Hebei Army, which had the advantage, just because the main general Yan Liang was beheaded by Guan Yu, and the whole army collapsed in an instant?

All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, Liu Feng didn't have time to think about it, taking advantage of the speed advantage of the red rabbit horse, Guan Yu was close in a blink of an eye, at this moment, he could only meet this blow stubbornly.

In the dimness, the Qinglong knife slashed horizontally, and the strange murderous aura like fish gelatin instantly expanded the entire space, with the blade as the center, forming a huge vortex, and in an instant, Liu Feng felt that he was tightly wrapped in it, and under the pressure of this fierce energy, his breathing seemed to become difficult.

potential, that is an unprecedented potential.

Both mentally and physically, it is almost the pinnacle of perfect stabbing.

Liu Feng knew that there was no way to avoid it, this sword full of momentum to reach the peak had sealed all his dodge paths, and the next attack would be like a river bursting the embankment, which was a desperate momentum for all his efforts.

took a long deep breath, his mind was retracted, and he tried his best to resolve the oppression of Guan Yu's "potential", and all his will was concentrated on the heavy gun in his hand. At that moment, Liu Feng only felt that there was nothing between heaven and earth, and only the divine weapon in his hand remained.

The strength of the whole body is poured into the arm, the tiger palm is holding the heavy gun, the cold blade qi is gathered in the front, the heavy spear rushes forward like a swimming dragon, and the power gathered by the spear is like a thousand catties of boulders, shooting towards the knife curtain that Guan Yu pushed flatly.

This shot, whether it is potential, strength or technique, the three tricks of martial arts, is already the culmination of Liu Feng's long-term diligent cultivation and hard practice, as well as the fusion of experience gained from battle, accumulating all his potential, and bursting out with the momentum of thunder.

At the moment when the heavy spear stabbed out, Liu Feng suddenly had an awareness that his martial arts had broken through the old realm and had reached a new level.

In the darkness, two bolts of lightning rushed to each other.

While!

With a loud bang that shook the four fields, the heavy spear hit the blade, as if a boulder was thrown into the tranquil lake, and a stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves.

The extremely murderous aura of the guns and knives suddenly disintegrated, and countless invisible and fragmented air currents, accompanied by a sharp cry like a ghost crying wolf, sputtered in all directions.

Wherever the diffused qi passed, the soldiers within a few steps were actually overturned by the strong force, and the dust that rose in the air was mixed with the bloody wind and blood, forming a terrible dust mist.

After a move, Liu Feng only felt like a lightning strike, and his internal organs seemed to be beaten fiercely by a whip stained with water, almost squirting out of his mouth.

Sure enough, it is worthy of Guan Yu.

Although this shot is already the highest level of Liu Feng's martial arts, it is still difficult to resist Guan Yu's knife, he is in sharp shape at the moment, the heavy spear rotates and moves, the blade wind protects his body, and with the tilt, it is difficult to dissolve the residual force of the collision of the knife and gun.

The two horses staggered, and when they turned around, Guan Yu was already ten steps away.

Liu Feng felt that viscous liquid seemed to be flowing from his nostrils, and when he reached out to wipe it, it was all warm blood, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries. It seems that he is still too young after all, although his martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds, there is still a huge gap compared to Guan Yu's unfathomable skills.

However, after withstanding this blow, Liu Feng knew that he had no worries about his life.

Guan Yu's momentum has disappeared, and the advantage of the first move is gone, even if he wants to use the speed of the red rabbit horse to attack himself again, but Liu Feng's crotch has Lu Shenju, in such a chaotic situation, it is enough to get rid of Guan Yu's pursuit.

Ten steps away, Guan Yu, who was stationed at Lerma, was not in a hurry to attack again, Guan Yu's eyes, which had always defied the world, were flashing with shock that they had never felt before.

In the past decades, countless generals have died in his hands, and now Guan Yu is confident that with his current strength, there are only a handful of people who can block his perfect knife today.

However, it was this enemy who was regarded by himself as inferior in martial arts more than a year ago and did not enter his eyes, but he miraculously took over his invincible sword.

This deep shock has reached the point where the strong are deterred.

In the city gate, more and more Changsha soldiers are rushing out, but the soldiers around them who have collapsed are fighting fewer and fewer.

Liu Feng, who was ten steps away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, struck a heavy gun, and sneered: "Guan Yunchang, your sword skills are really good, but it's not so easy to kill me, come on, let me see how much you can do." ”

Liu Feng wanted to provoke Guan Yu and force Guan Yu to make a wrong decision, and continue to entangle with him with brute force, so that when his army was all killed out of the city, he could take advantage of the advantage of numbers to besiege Guan Yu.

If Guan Yu can be captured, it will be a huge blow to Liu Bei.