Li Su saw the opportunity early, but the war horse was hit by two arrows, and secretly shouted luck in his heart, just withdrew from the trail, but saw an enemy general standing in front of him, his hands were empty, and he only had a long sword on his shoulder. Behind him, hundreds of sword and shield soldiers all stood up in a phalanx, and the archers behind the phalanx also began to fire.

"Rush rush, rush over."

Li Su saw that this posture was no longer good, so he had to rush towards the phalanx with the remnants of the cavalry.

"Look for death!"

That night, Wang Yue of Chongde Hall fought with Lu Bu at the peak, Li Su, a small captain, did not see it with his own eyes, and Li Su, who felt despised by him, grabbed a big knife and slashed at Wang Yue.

Wang Yue didn't take out the sword for the first time, his body turned on horseback, and his body slid in mid-air, Li Su only felt a chill on the top of his head, and the man's long sword had already cut off his helmet at some point.

When Li Su was panicking, he was kicked by Wang Yue's right foot, and the whole person couldn't help but fall off the horse.

……

Hua Xiong looked at the enemy army who was already about to catch up with the enemy in the trail, but saw that the enemy army was going to both sides as if it had been split by a blade, revealing a young man in a green robe and mask in the middle.

"Who's coming?"

Hua Xiong waved his big knife, it was the first time he had seen someone wearing a mask on the battlefield, he couldn't help but be curious, couldn't help but stop his horse, and asked in a loud voice.

"Before Lord Yama, you will report to He Feng."

As soon as Liu Wei saw Hua Xiong, he reached out and took off the double hammer on his horse, and his eyes burned with fiery battle intent.

Hua Xiong should be regarded as a first-class general in the Three Kingdoms, and the master will try how strong the people in the Three Kingdoms era are today.

"Huh."

Liu Wei clamped the horse's belly, and rushed towards Huaxiong with a double hammer.

Liu Wei was less than seven feet short, while Hua Xiong was more than nine feet, and as soon as the two approached, they were like adults and children, and the soldiers on Liu Wei's side couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat.

"Split Huashan."

"Ssangyong fetches water."

The two sides came to a hard collision without any fancy.

Passing by by mistake, Liu Wei's palms were slightly numb, and the strength of the two was evenly matched.

After Liu Wei's move, the battle intent in his chest suddenly rose, and his aura was fully opened, and his strength was no less than that of Hua Xiong!

As long as the strength is not lost, in terms of agility, Hua Xiong, you will wait to be beaten by the master.

In ancient times, the battle on the battlefield was nothing more than a competition of strength, agility, moves, archery, war horses, weapons, and fighting spirit.

Liu Wei had a bottom in his heart, and when he hedged for the second time, because he was short, he didn't raise a hammer to smash the top of Huaxiong's head, but the hammer with his right hand protected himself, and the hammer with his left hand only floated around Huaxiong's war horse.

Hua Xiong was tall, and it was very inconvenient to use a knife to block the hammer under his waist, and both of them lowered their horses at a low speed, and the hammer came and went to fight together.

Huaxiong's knife was like a splash of wind, chopping the air ghost crying wolf, Liu Wei crotched the white dragon, thunder in his palm, and attacked Huaxiong's next three roads, and the two fought in this battle, and Bao Xin's thousands of soldiers were stunned.

For the first time in his life, he always has a long aftertaste, Liu Wei has a fierce general like Hua Xiong to feed himself a hammer, the more he fights, the more brave he becomes, and he has no experience in battle formations, and he slowly becomes proficient in the use of the eighteen styles of ground thunder.

"Double Dragon Playing with Pearls."

"Twin dragons lead to phoenixes."

At the beginning, Liu Wei would only use the eighteen styles in order, but after the battle of seventy or eighty combinations, the moves became proficient, the hammer moved at will, and the body was led by the gods, and the hammer method in his hand gradually became imaginative, and the trajectory of the operation became more and more mysterious, hanging out a series of curves, covering Hua Xiong in it.

"Happy!"

Wang Yue, who had already killed the enemy, stood on the side of the horse and carefully watched Liu Wei's hammer method, and the appreciation in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Hua Xiong was more and more frightened, the pride became less and less, watching the double hammer battle on the lily not only did not slow down, the wind hanging out became tighter and tighter, and his arms already had a sore feeling, more and more frightened, and gradually began to retreat.

"It turns out that the benefits of aura are here, as long as the aura is not extinguished, one's fatigue will be reduced a lot, which means that one's lasting combat power should be the strongest in the world.

Thinking of the excitement, Liu Wei let out a long roar, and the double hammer move changed again, trapping Hua Xiong tightly, and he was not in a hurry to use dangerous and killing moves, so he slowly grinded with Hua Xiong.

Hua Xiong only felt that the arc of the double hammer trapped him, and he had the intention to leave the battlefield, but it was difficult to break free from these more and more mysterious arcs.

When there was no way to retreat, Hua Xiong shouted loudly and showed his wind-splashing knife technique at the bottom of the box.

"It's going to be over."

Wang Yue, a master of martial arts, moved his war horse a few steps in the direction of the battle circle, ready to help at a critical moment.

Seeing Hua Xiong's desperate efforts, Liu Wei changed his hammers, only defended but did not attack, and began to collide with Hua Xiong, interrupting his combo.

The two fought to more than 100 times, Hua Xiong's strength was already at a disadvantage, Liu Wei was hard to fight, Hua Xiong's knife technique was incoherent, and the knife technique gradually became scattered.

Wang Yue looked relaxed and happy, only felt that he watched the battle up close, and he also had a lot of feelings about swordsmanship, seeing that this battle was about to end, the long sword led to the sky, making the soldiers cheer for Liu Wei.

Only then did Hua Xiong notice that there was the enemy general standing next to him, wasn't it the assassin who had killed himself and Li Dao with a long sword in the Chongde Palace! Seeing him sweeping the battle for this iron-masked young man next to him, he was shocked and frightened in his heart, and he no longer had a trace of fighting spirit.

"Double Dragons swing the sky!"

Liu Wei, who became more and more brave in the war, saw that Hua Xiong's sword technique was in chaos, so he used the killing move in the last of the eighteen styles of thunder.

Guan Yunchang, you are destined not to be famous in Tiger Prison!

"Ahh

A miserable scream sounded, Liu Wei hammered Hua Xiong's big knife with his right hand, and stabbed straight with his left hand, hitting Hua Xiong's right flank.

"Mighty!"

The three armies were all happy, and everyone looked at the iron-masked young man with respect in their eyes.

Without him, we would have been defeated.

Without him, it's hard to say whether he would have survived.

Without him, even if he could escape with his life, he would never be able to raise his head again.

Hua Xiong has the arrogance of a general, and after being hit by a hammer, he only felt that half of his body was numb, roared wildly, and slashed the big knife with all his strength.

Liu Wei did not retreat or evade, and the double hammer was lifted in the head, shaking the wind splashing knife into the air.

"Mighty!"

In the cheers of the three armies, Liu Wei slapped Hua Xiong's head with a double hammer, only to see the huge head burst out like a ripe watermelon, bursting out of a burst of red and white blood rain.

"Roaring ......"

Liu Wei, who won the first battle, led his excitement to the sky, which was the first contribution of the son of the Han family to Luoyang!

The soldiers looked at the young man who raised his hammer to the sky on the white horse and roared, and combined the blades in his hands with his whistling sound, and played a song of general orders in unison.

The Han Dynasty is immortal, and look at me Liu Bianli's determination of the world, and return the world to a peaceful world!