Lu Bu and Zhao Yun are both well-deserved masters, so the fight between the two must be earth-shattering. The two of you, you shoot me with a halberd, it's not lively. Lu Bu's offensive was powerful and heavy, and each blow contained an unbearable force. And Zhao Yun is a dexterous and strange act, Lu Bu has been fighting with him for so long, and he can't guess that Zhao Yun's next shot will attack from that direction.

The silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand was like a living thing, and the speed and strangeness of the spear made Lu Bu, a peerless master, feel dazzled, and made Lu Bu cry bitterly.

But Zhao Yun is also uncomfortable, Lu Bu's strength is really amazing, that is, Dian Wei and Lu Bu around Zhao Fei must be a little worse. And unlike Dian Wei, he is now fighting for his life with Lu Bu, so the desire to survive makes the strength of both of them beyond usual, so this makes Zhao Yun a little unbearable. Although Zhao Yun can unload his strength, the power imposed on his body is also not small, it is not that Zhao Yun's skills are inferior to others, but it is really that Lu Bu's strength is beyond ordinary people.

Whoosh, Zhao Yun poked out four shots at a fast speed, and Lu Bu's speed was not slow, waving the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand to block the three shots, and the last shot Lu Bu was a beat slower, but Lu Bu could only tilt his head in a panic to dodge Zhao Yun's murderous shot.

When the silver-white spear head swept through his right side with a penetrating cold light, Lu Bu only felt a chill spread throughout his body. Since the first time he went to the battlefield, it was the first time that Lu Bu felt that the threat of death was so close to him. Vigorously waved the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand and smashed it towards Zhao Yun's silver spear, ready to smash the silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand in one fell swoop, but how could Zhao Yun make Lu Bu get his wish, he hurriedly withdrew his silver spear after failing to strike.

Lu Bu couldn't hit a single blow, and he almost killed himself with a shot just now, which suddenly made his heart angry. At this time, Lu Bu was like a powder keg that had been ignited, and the raging anger had already made him lose his mind a little, only to see him waving the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and headed towards Zhao Yun with a halberd, as if what he had in his hand was not a halberd, but a copper hammer.

Zhao Yun was secretly bitter in his heart, Lu Bu had a lot of strength, and his crazy attack had made Zhao Yun a little unbearable. No matter how strong his strength is, but as the so-called one force drops ten, as soon as Lu Bu exerts his strength, no matter how exquisite his moves are, it is useless, except for defending with all his strength, he can't do anything else.

It was okay just now, but now Lu Bu has obviously fallen into madness, and if he continues like this, I'm afraid that he really won't have the strength to hold a gun.

I realized that I couldn't continue like this, and I knew that if I continued like this, I would definitely have an accident. It's not just a matter of saying that you will lose if you keep it for a long time, so if you don't want to find a way to solve the situation in front of you, you will definitely be killed by Lu Bu's halberd.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Yun knew it was time for him to retreat. His arms had begun to tremble a little, and the tiger's mouths on his hands gradually cracked to reveal a trace of blood, according to this situation, I am afraid that if I come a few more times, I will die in the hands of Lu Bu.

Taking advantage of the moment when Lu Bu raised his halberd, Zhao Yun shook a shot. Because the shot just now made Lu Bu feel scared, so for Zhao Yun's shot, Lu Bu subconsciously shrank back, and because of this, Zhao Yun hurriedly seized the opportunity to withdraw and then ran towards the camp of Bai Ma Yicong.

How could Lu Bu give up on Zhao Yun, seeing Zhao Yun fleeing, he naturally chased after Zhao Yun. Chitu is really a magic horse, even if it starts slowly, but it still slowly catches up with Zhao Yun. And at this time, a rain of arrows shot down from the sky, so that Lu Bu had to stop to resist the rain of arrows, and after the rain of arrows, Zhao Yun had already ridden back to the camp of the White Horse Yicong, and all the soldiers of the White Horse Yicong bent their bows towards Lu Bu, so that he did not dare to act rashly.

"Come down and fight me for a few hundred more rounds, what kind of hero is it to run away like this." Lu Bu held Fang Tian's halberd in one hand, pointed at Zhao Yun and shouted loudly.

But Zhao Yun ignored this, because his arms were still trembling faintly. Zhao Yun is self-aware, if he continues to kill like this, he will definitely have his fate. Zhao Yun is not stupid, how can he do such a thing.

Lu Bu shouted a few more words, and found that Zhao Yun was indifferent, and finally had to give up. And looking at the white horse righteous servants who were waiting for the battle, Lu Bu knew that even if he rushed forward, there was nothing he could do, so in the end he could only retreat on his horse. But the situation behind him has been very different, and he has fallen into the encirclement of the group.

Just when Lu Bu and Zhao Yun were fighting alone, the wolf pack soldiers had completely wiped out the Lu Bu army in the entire valley. After the Lu Bu army surrendered one after another, Zeng Pei made a decision that he couldn't bear to lead the painting style, that is, to kill the Lu Bu army that surrendered one by one.

For this decision, the style of painting is not at all hands. Although he is belligerent, he will never attack an unarmed army. And Zeng Pei's decision is definitely a violation of his bottom line. So when the painting style learned the news, he immediately found Zeng Pei.

"Fenyong, what do you mean by this, since Lu Bu's soldiers have surrendered, why did you order these captives to be killed." The painting style roared and said to Zeng Pei. And Zeng Pei hurriedly stepped forward to cover the most of the painting style, and then whispered in the ear of the painting style: "I am also helpless, don't forget, this is in Xuzhou, in Lu Bu's governance, if we don't kill them all, they will still be used by Lu Bu sooner or later." These are all the elites under Lu Bu's command, killing them is like cutting off Lu Bu's arm, and an ambush without killing them is useless. ”

After listening to Zeng Pei, the painting style stopped his struggle. Zeng Pei's words were not false at all, he was in Lu Buzhi, and it was absolutely impossible to escort these prisoners back to Yanzhou. Since they can't be escorted back to Yanzhou, there is only one way to kill them. However, the killing of prisoners, the style of painting is still a little difficult to accept.

Seeing that Huafeng was not struggling, Zeng Pei let go of his hand, and at this moment he heard Huafeng speak: "Since you want to kill them, why do you want them to surrender?" ”

"I'm afraid that the wolf pack will be damaged." Zeng Pei stared at the painting style and said in a deep tone. Then, he patted the shoulder of the painting style and whispered: "Since you can't bear it, then don't look at it, I will take care of this matter." ”

Although the painting style wanted to say something, he could only shake his head helplessly in the end. It's not that I didn't take on it in particular, but I really couldn't do it myself. Closing his eyes slightly, Zeng Pei patted the shoulder of the painting style again, and then left alone. And the style of painting is standing there, which looks a little lonely.

With the sound of knives entering the flesh, with an unwilling roar, the body of the painting style trembled slightly. After the whole valley was quiet, Zeng Pei began to order people to clean up the battlefield, and he returned to the side of the painting style and whispered: "Okay, old man, everything has been understood, if you still can't bear it, go up the mountain now." ”

Instead of speaking, he turned around and walked towards the top of the valley. Looking at the back of the painting style, Zeng Pei shook his head helplessly. However, he also knew that it was somewhat difficult for the painting style to accept. But he doesn't object, it's pretty good.

Not long after the painting style stayed in the valley, Zeng Pei rushed to the wolf pack. And the painting style glanced at Zeng Pei and didn't speak, and Zeng Pei didn't know what to say to the painting style. The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, and then led the wolf soldiers down the mountain.

As soon as they arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Zeng Pei and the painting style saw the last picture of Lu Bu and Zhao Yun fighting, that is, Zhao Yun was "hunted down" by Lu Bu. Seeing this scene, the painting style's eyes widened. In his understanding, Zhao Yun was already invincible in the world, but Lu Bu was able to defeat Zhao Yun, which made the painting style a little unacceptable. If someone can defeat Zhao Yun, it proves that that person can easily defeat himself. There is no doubt that this person is definitely Lu Bu.

Although Lu Bu's painting style has not been seen, he has heard of his name, especially the Battle of Tiger Prison Pass. Sometimes I want to have a time when the style of painting is also there, but obviously it is a bit wishful thinking. Although he didn't see how Lu Bu defeated Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun's character painting style was still known, and Zhao Yun would never give up lightly unless it was necessary. Especially the perfect time to take Lu Bu, how could Zhao Yun give up easily.

But with Zhao Yun's character, he was chased and killed by Lu Bu, and it was obvious that Lu Bu's strength was beyond doubt. But no matter how powerful Lu Bu is, he is still his own prisoner today. In addition to the wolves, there are also two thousand soldiers from Bai Ma Yicong, and Lu Bu has only a hundred people around him, and he has done nothing at all. Even if it is dragged, Lu Bu can be dragged to death.

Lu Bu also realized that the situation was not good, and he had fallen into the encirclement of Tuantuan. Through observation, the soldiers in the valley have definitely been killed and wounded, and the hundreds of people around him are not enough to shoot in vain. And even if he is strong in martial arts, but just now the general with the white horse and silver spear held him for a while, and the front and back attacks could destroy his hundreds of people.

And in his own opinion, the soldiers in the back are obviously not necessarily necessarily. The nearly 1,000 people in the back, everyone was murderous, exuding a bloody aura. And to be able to cooperate with the White Horse Yicong, it is obvious that the background is not simple.

Suddenly, Lu Bu remembered Cao Jun's other ace wolf pack. The force behind them was clearly in line with the wolves. After carefully looking at the wolves behind him, Lu Bu deliberately compared the wolves with the soldiers trapped in the camp. However, after comparison, Lu Bu found that the wolves and the trapping camp were absolutely indistinguishable.

Although he didn't know the wolves, he knew that he was trapped. can be compared to the camp, and the wolf pack definitely lives up to its name.

There were tigers in front and wolves in the back, and Lu Bu knew that he was really not good. Although Lu Bu asked himself that he could tear apart the tigers and leopards, even if one person encountered two thousand tigers and leopards, he could only drown in the herd, and at this time Lu Bu was the concept.