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The north wind howled, the basil covered the ground, the withered grass was swept up by the wind, and the wilderness was desolate.

Although it is the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the spring flowers of this year are blooming, but in previous years, it was much later.

In the cold wind, Liu Feng looked at the direction of Xiangshui, and under his calm and cold face, he hid an uneasy heart.

Facing Guan Yu's challenge, Liu Feng waved his pen and replied that Guan Yu would go out of the city with 500 soldiers for a decisive battle.

Although the momentum is very heroic, Liu Feng has a little apprehension in his heart, you must know that it is Guan Yu, a character who can compete with the legendary god of war Lu Bu, a more terrifying and unfathomable enemy than Xu Chu.

Huang Zhong, who was standing on horseback, glanced back at the five hundred soldiers behind him, "Lord, only bring five hundred soldiers and horses to fight, will Guan Yunchang be successful?" ”

Liu Feng shook his shoulders, dispelled a little cold, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, old general, Guan Yu knows this person very well, although he hates me, but he looks down on me very much, he must feel that dealing with an unknown junior like me, he will win with a lot, and win without martial arts, so I am sure that he will only bring five hundred soldiers and horses to the decisive battle this time." ”

Liu Feng knows everything about the world-famous bearded man, but Guan Yu doesn't mean anything about "Liu Feng", maybe in Guan Yu's eyes, Liu Feng's impression is still that he is not angry "son of a moth". The Art of War: Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and not being defeated in a hundred battles, this is exactly the motivation for Liu Feng to dare to fight with Guan Yu.

In the field of vision, a thin black line slowly squirmed towards Linxiang City.

The ears are so quiet that only the sound of the wind remains, and the world is peaceful, this feeling is like the opposite calm before the arrival of the most terrifying scene of a ghost movie.

Liu Feng suddenly remembered the battle at Changbanpo, the short moment of silence before facing the tiger and leopard ride, but under the surface quiet, there was an unprecedented depression brewing. At this moment, although Liu Fengye has grown unprecedentedly, the sense of oppression brought to him by the enemy who has not yet shown up is still increasing.

The wind swept the sand and dust against the handle of the gun in his hand, and the cold wind was like a blade, and the face was like a knife.

Liu Feng took a deep breath and glanced at Huang Zhong beside him, a veteran with a white beard, holding a long knife in his arms, sitting upright with his eyes closed, his expression peaceful and calm.

Liu Feng's mood calmed down, what if the enemy was Guan Yu, now he is no longer alone, there are characters like Huang Hansheng fighting side by side with him, even if Lu Bu is resurrected, what is there to fear.

As the fighting spirit gradually emerged, the image of the incoming enemy had been clearly imprinted into the eye.

The slowly advancing infantry formation, the nine-foot male body came slowly, with a coal-like complexion, long black hair over the abdomen, Danfeng's eyes seemed to be unseen, half-open and half-closed, with a unique temperament of looking at the world.

The lower half of his body turned out to be a strange raging fire, and the fiery snake flowed and rolled, redder than blood, brighter than the light of the red sun. The dust and mist on the ground were rolling, and the figure was looming, and he was like a god of the heavenly palace, stepping on the fire and descending to the mortal world.

The one who came was Guan Yu.

At this moment, everyone was irresistibly shocked by Guan Yu's momentum, and even Huang Zhong couldn't help but take a cool breath.

Fifty steps away, Guan Yu stopped moving forward. Only then did people see that the raging flames on his lower body were actually a huge crimson war horse, with slender and vigorous limbs as if made of steel, bright and bright skin like blazing hellfire, and a red mane swaying in the cold wind like a snake flying like a thousand paths.

The legendary Red Rabbit Horse, like the other half of Guan Yu's soul, looks like a man and a horse at this moment.

The long knife that dragged diagonally reflected a strange cyan glow, like the grim reaper's hideous smile.

Leng eyes opened suddenly, and in an instant, a crazy murderous aura flowed between his eyebrows and eyes, and the moment he collided with his line of sight, Liu Feng suddenly had a strange illusion, as if the air around him was gradually solidifying, wrapping him tightly and almost suffocating.

Force! This is Guan Yu's potential!

Before the battle started, the spiritual blow that made heaven and earth kill made Liu Feng feel a strong pressure.

'Liu Feng, you can't be afraid, what about Guan Yu, he is also flesh and blood, he is not invincible, you must not lose your momentum, you can't! ’

In his ears, a voice kept reminding himself, Liu Feng recalled the "potential" in the "Three Techniques of Martial Arts" taught by Zhao Yun, took three deep breaths of cold air, and tried his best to calm down the panicked spirit.

In an instant, he raised his head, and his blade-like eyes looked at Guan Yu's murderous eyes fearlessly.

'He was able to resist my oppression, boy......

A hint of surprise flashed in Guan Yu's expression, and then, the surging murderous aura swept through his body, he raised the Qinglong Knife, pointed the blade at Liu Feng, and said coldly: "Liu Feng, I miss the love of my uncle and nephew, as long as you apologize on the spot, I will leave you a whole corpse." Otherwise, I will not only kill you without a whole body, but also raze this Linxiang city to the ground. ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole army was terrified.

In Guan Yu's eyes, only Liu Feng was the enemy, and he turned a blind eye to others.

Before Liu Feng could respond, Huang Zhong beside him was already angry, and snorted coldly: "What a beautiful bearded man, his tone is not small, if you want to raze Linxiang City to the ground, then you have to ask me if I agree to the knife in my hand." ”

"Who are you?"

Guan Yu glanced at Huang Zhong obliquely, as if it was air that was standing next to Liu Feng before, if it wasn't for Huang Zhong to speak, Guan Yu wouldn't have noticed such a bad old man at all.

"Guan Yunchang, you don't have to be arrogant, this is my Changsha General Huang Hansheng old general, today I will fight side by side with the old general, and you will be a self-righteous person for a while."

Liu Feng saw that Huang Zhong showed signs of being provoked, and decisively raised Huang Zhong's reputation, and by the way, he did not forget to lose a sentence of Guan Yu.

Guan Yu was suddenly furious, the green dragon knife was horizontal, and he disdainfully reprimanded: "A yellow-haired child, an old horseman who is about to die, dares to speak wildly in front of me Guan Yu, it is really unbelievable." ”

As Liu Feng expected, this Guan Yu looked down on Huang Zhong in his heart, and the immoral title of "old horseman" could also be exported, and even Liu Feng felt harsh when he heard it.

"Guan Yu, the old man will fight to the death with you!" Huang Zhong, who was enraged, was furious, clamped his legs between his crotch and got off the yellow horse, and slashed out with a knife.

"Whoever gets Guan Yu's head will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

Huang Zhong's fighting spirit has been aroused, Liu Feng seized the opportunity, a silver spear move, the five hundred army array roared, followed by Liu Feng and a horse when Huang Zhong pounced on the enemy formation.

"After all, it's just a kid who can't bear it, huh."

Coldly staring at the enemies who rushed in, Guan Yu's beautiful hair fluttered, and the corners of his mouth were still scornful.