This battle condensed the peak strength of both sides, Huang Zu deserved to be a famous general in Jingzhou, with one enemy and three, although he was a little embarrassed, he never suffered much.

The heritage of the Huang family can be glimpsed from the various subtle moves that Huang Zu brought at will.

On the other hand, Zhou Cang Rongyu and Chen Sheng's faces were very gloomy, and they were dodged by Huang Zu several times, fighting again and again, and the momentum was not small, but it was like a heavy punch in the air, which repeatedly allowed Huang Zu to escape, which really made the three of them very angry in their hearts.

"I don't believe it, you dog thief has nine lives." Rong Yu's arm was bruised, the smoke and dust were billowing out, and he roared angrily, Chen Sheng was still silent, and the spear burst out, and the cold light of the flowers was aggressive, shaking down towards Huang Zu's eyes like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

"Drink~"

Zhou Cang as the finale, the internal strength of the whole body suddenly burst out, pouring into the handle of the knife in his hand, blooming with a majestic light, the knife, the soldier of the tyrant, Zhou Cang held a knife with both hands, such as the momentum of the coiling dragon into the sea and suddenly split, the name 'Broken Wave', the sharp knife is enough to cut off the oncoming waves.

"A blow to the void can break the waves."

This is when Zhou Cang was fifteen years old, Yuan Shang didn't know where Lu Dao found him the knife technique, the knife spectrum was already a remnant, and the only thing that was still complete was this trick 'Breaking the Waves', Zhou Cang was fond of knives, although he could not estimate the value of this knife book, but he also knew that Lu Dao could make Yuan Shang work hard to find it, and it would definitely not be a second-rate knife technique.

Zhou Cang loves knives and loves knives and is obsessed with knives, immersed in the study of 'broken waves' for five years, and since Dacheng, he has only swung it five times, and this is the sixth time. Every time I swing out, I have a determination not to give up without setting off stormy waves. The knife is sharp, and the broken gold is not in the word. This Huang Zu is indeed good, and he should be proud of being able to make Zhou Cang do his best to use the 'Broken Waves'.

The slightly dark face of Huang Zu, who was like a flat boat rocking and falling but always hanging with a glimmer of life, instantly turned pale, and the sense of crisis in his heart far exceeded any time since his debut.

"If you want to take my life, don't think about it." Huang Zu's face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and he let out a scream, and the stacked guns bent slightly, as if they were overwhelmed by a mountain peak. The sense of extreme crisis that surged into his heart made Huang Zu's already very pale face instantly become hideous, and his eyes were dyed red, like a demon ghost who crawled out of the Shura Hell.

Rong Yu and Chen Sheng, their faces were also much paler, like flowers and plants that had been absorbed in an instant, their armor was cracked, and their ears were red with blood.

Zhou Cang's face changed between pain and solemnity, and the knife light tore the airflow, and the knife was around the back of the knife. The visible air flow surged, like tofu cut by a sharp blade, seemingly slow, but in fact the speed had reached its peak. The moment it was seen with the naked eye, the next second the knife dissipated instantly, and the feeling of a layman looking at an insider and an insider looking at an insider was completely different. In the eyes of the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting in the narrow aisle, Zhou Cang's knife was too slow. It was so slow that even some pawns from farmers had a hint of disdain at the corners of their mouths, only Gan Ning's pupils, who were slowly waiting for an opportunity, shrank slightly. His body froze, and an inexplicable chill flashed in his heart.

Huang Zu lost all his courage, and the ruthlessness that had just surged into his heart dissipated instantly, and the pores of his exposed skin were angry, like a cat that met a hungry wolf, and instantly opened his hair to look hostile, but it was just a bluff, Zhou Cang didn't give him a chance to spit out his fangs and stretch out his claws, and the extremely majestic sword had already rushed.

This knife, unlike any knife that Zhou Cang wielded and chopped before, the momentum of the knife was majestic and dusty, and the momentum was unusually huge, but when it really fell, the majestic momentum was inexplicably closed, and the tip of the knife bloomed with a pitch-black light, no deafening sound, no dazzling and gorgeous scene, the pitch-black light, only the size of a palm, but exuded a breath of destruction of the sky, and fell with a bang.

Zhou Cang's strength was as if he had been sucked dry by the range hood, his face turned blue and white, switching back and forth, this move, Yuan Shang once said, he wanted him not to use it easily, worried that this seemingly complete but incomplete supreme sword technique would backfire on it.

When the immortal ancestor of the Yuan family handed over this incomplete ancient sword book to Yuan Shang, he once sighed: "This trick is not complete, this book is not round, if you cultivate it, you will be counterattacked, if you abandon it, you will be unwilling, what can you do." ”

The cultivation of the old monster of the Yuan family, which is extremely high, is still like this, not to mention Zhou Cang.

If it weren't for Zhou Cang's strong body, he had laid a good foundation since he was a child, thinking about it, even if he was a slightly weaker cultivator, I am afraid that he would not even have the qualifications to use this trick and his veins would have dried up and his body would have died.

"Die." Zhou Cangqiang held back the internal strength of the tumbling in his body and shouted angrily.

In order for Murong Ping to avenge the thousand sons and daughters who died in the war, this Huang Zu must die, and if he does not die, he will not be able to pay tribute to the group of good sons who are brave and refuse to retreat.

The big knife fell, Huang Zu's body seemed to be stuck in a mud pond and couldn't extricate himself, a trace of blood red appeared in the eyes of Rong Yu and Chen Sheng on the left and right, obviously the potential of the whole body has been promoted to the extreme, and Zhou Cang who jumped high complemented each other, and the momentum of the triangular horn suddenly locked Huang Zu, with the previous few examples of Huang Zu being able to escape, Rong Yu Chen Sheng and the two will definitely not give Huang Zu a chance to escape, and they will trap Huang Zu desperately if their bodies are injured, it is conceivable that these three people have the firmness of their hearts to kill Huang Zu.

"I'm unwilling." Huang Zu Xu was raised, his cheeks bulged, and he roared, and the internal strength of his body was promoted to the extreme, and a faint white gas film condensed outside his body, and his feet touched the bottom, like a coiled root, and in an instant, a wisp of black light tore through the sky and suddenly slammed down on his chest.

"Poof~" Huang Zu's short but extremely thick body was like being struck by lightning, and he trembled suddenly, and instantly flew upside down, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out.

The blood was as if it was dying, Huang Zu only felt that the bones all over his body were shattered, especially in his chest, the armor pieces fell, and a hideous wound opened, and the muscles and flesh were deeply visible, and the blood kept gushing out.

The not very tall but burly body swept through the dust and mud, flew upside down more than ten meters away, overwhelming a large number of soldiers along the way, the crowd was in chaos, and the soldiers of the Huang Biao battalion, who were slightly sluggish, were stunned at first, and then instantly in an uproar, and hurriedly rushed over.

"Roar~"

Although the Black Armor Battalion only has 2,000 people, and the fighting experience is not very rich, it is better than the training time is long enough, and it can stand out among the 50,000 service soldiers, which can definitely be called elite soldiers.

However, this comparison is only compared with the world's strong army, although the Huang Biao battalion is a relatively high elite soldier under Liu Biao, but compared to the Jiangdong Sun Family Army, Cao Jun and some other northern princes' soldiers and horses, they can barely be regarded as second-rate soldiers.

Seeing Huang Zu's body rolling to the ground like a dead fish, the nearly two thousand young people present instantly let out an excited roar, and a group of tiger cubs looked happy, and their momentum became more and more magnificent.

"Kill." A trace of blood red flowed from the corner of Zhou Cang's mouth, grabbed a spear, stood upright on the ground, and the big knife in his hand fell, pointing at Huang Zu, and ordered.

Although Rong Yu and Chen Sheng are also bloodless, they are much better than Zhou Cang, the two of them glanced at each other, not caring about Zhou Cang's injury, two figures burst out, the spear in Chen Sheng's hand has been broken by Huang Zu, Rong Yu's meteor hammer does not know where the road was shocked and flew away, these two pillars of the black armor battalion clenched their fists with both hands, like a warrior catching a bull, his footsteps were like thunder, and he was shocked.

"Die."

Two light drinks, Rong Yu and Chen Sheng did not hesitate, although they did not have weapons in hand, they still burst out with an unusually chilling momentum, the fist wind surged, and the soldiers of the Huang Biao battalion who blocked the two of them were suddenly injured and fell to the ground like sheep and tigers. (To be continued......)