Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Trick

"Zhao Zilong ......"

Guan Yu gritted his teeth, he really even had the heart to kill.

Originally, in Guan Yu's heart, it would not be a glorious thing to kill the two sisters-in-law, so hurry up and finish it quickly.

But Zhao Yun had to jump out and extend the time of this matter indefinitely, which not only made Guan Yu's heart continue to suffer, but also made these guards around him see jokes!

Losing some face in private, Guan Yu may be able to grit his teeth and endure it.

But in front of so many people, being laughed at, this is definitely something Guan Yu can't bear.

"Since you are so ignorant of current affairs, then don't blame me for not being emotional!"

Guan Yu's face sank like water, he waved the big knife in his hand, kicked with both feet, the horse rushed forward, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand was like a dark cloud covering the top, and went straight to Zhao Yun's face door to split.

Zhao Yun's face was completely fearless, he didn't move while riding on the horse, and seeing that the big knife was about to slash closer, he suddenly raised the gun and carried the knife alive.

Click!

Guan Yu's knife, also known as Leng Yan Saw, weighed eighty-two catties, Guan Yu came angrily, took advantage of the situation, from top to bottom, one catty through ten catties, enough to have thousands of catties of strength, and smashed heavily on Zhao Yun's gun.

Zhao Yun's gun instantly bent slightly.

"Humph! Well done! Open it for me! ”

Although Zhao Yun said this, his face sank slightly, and his expression became serious.

Seeing Zhao Yun's arms fighting, the gun was violently raised, and Guan Yu's big knife was directly raised high.

But Guan Yu didn't seem to be affected in any way, the big knife followed Zhao Yun's strength, drew half a circle around his body, and slashed at Zhao Yun's waist, leaving no respite at all.

"Sister......" Seeing this, Mi Zhen's face looked a little pale, "Can this General Zhao's martial arts be comparable to Guan Yu?" Why does it look like he was suppressed by Guan Yu! ”

"Sister, don't panic......" Gan Mei put her arm around Mi Zhen's shoulders and comforted softly, "Although I am not very familiar with this General Zhao, I listen to my husband...... I heard Liu Xuande mention it many times, saying that it was General Zhao's bravery, which was still above Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. ”

"can make Liu Xuande unforgettable for a long time, this general's martial arts must not be underestimated." Although Ganmei comforted Mi Zhen on her lips, she also began to drum a little in her heart.

No matter what Zhao Yun is, it only lives in Liu Bei's mouth.

But along the way, Guan Yu's bravery is really in his eyes.

In addition, Zhao Yun in front of him was completely shrouded by Guan Yu's blade, only had the power to parry, and had no ability to fight back, and it looked like he could be defeated at any time.

Gan Mei really couldn't put her mind at ease.

"Zilong! Step aside! I don't want to hurt you! ”

Guan Yu's green dragon knife continued to slash, opening and closing, as heavy as a thousand pounds, and in the shadow of the sword in the sky, it was as if a green dragon was setting off a monstrous wave in the water, constantly surging towards Zhao Yun's boat from all directions.

Zhao Yun clenched the bright silver spear in his hand, the head of the spear kept turning the direction, and the big knife was turned back one by one, it seemed that it was in a storm, and it could overturn at any time, but it stood tall.

"Cloud Chief! With that, you want to repel me, it's too early! ”

Zhao Yun shouted violently, the silver spear in his hand was like a dragon coming out of water, and at the moment when Guan Yu retracted the knife, he suddenly popped forward, directly taking Guan Yu's throat.

Guan Yu withdrew the knife, and just wanted to take advantage of the situation, but when he saw Zhao Yun suddenly counterattack, his expression suddenly became calm, and he quickly received the defense, and the handle of the knife was against the tip of Zhao Yun's gun.

Bite!

Hearing only a crisp sound, Guan Yu's intuitive arms trembled, and the Qinglong Knife almost couldn't hold it.

Underestimated the enemy......

Guan Yu really didn't expect that with a small body like Zhao Yun, he could burst out with such a powerful force, and he almost caught Zhao Yun's way in a hurry.

"Guan Yunchang! Just a few knives back and forth, are you skilled? ”

Zhao Yun sneered again and again, leaving no respite, urging the horse to take the lead, the tip of the spear shook, picking out seven spear flowers, and the finished glyph attacked Guan Yu.

This marksmanship has a particular attention, called the snake pan seven probe gun, which is Zhao Yun's own spearmanship, with a total of seven kinds of killing moves, seven kinds of royal styles, seven kinds of starting styles, seven kinds of closing styles, true and false, unpredictable, and difficult to parry.

Since Zhao Yun was born, I don't know how many masters have fallen in front of this set of marksmanship.

No matter how big a hero you are, you can't tell what is real and what is false with the naked eye, and you can't figure out who is the real killer under the shadow of these seven guns.

The offensive and defensive momentum was reversed in an instant, and Guan Yu was a little late to react for a while, so he could only hold a knife to protect himself in a hurry, protect his body on the top, protect his horse on the bottom, and avoid the vital points.

Seeing this, Guan Yu's personal guards on the side couldn't help but become nervous, and turned their heads to Jian Yong on the side and said, "Mr. Xianhe, in the past, the general faced the enemy, and he would definitely be able to kill him within three rounds!" ”

"Now that dozens of rounds have passed, how does the general seem to have lost the upper hand? The general isn't going to be defeated, is he? ”

"This ......" Jian Yong frowned, looking a little dazed, "The lord often says that Zhao Zilong's courage is by no means under Lu Bu!" But I don't know if it's powerful. ”

"But the general also has a stunt to press the bottom of the box, if this trick can't be made, the general knows it, don't worry about you and me!"

"The general is so brave, there are other stunts?" The avant-garde's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe Jian Yong's words.

"Hmph...... Look at it......" Jian Yong looked mysterious, and smiled without saying a word.

"Zhao Zilong! I haven't seen you for many years, but your marksmanship has really improved a lot! Guan Yu took the knife in his hand, flew up and down, protected himself, and protected the horse, allowing the tip of Zhao Yun's spear to be unpredictable, and it was difficult to break through the encirclement.

"Yun Chang doesn't have to be modest, you can hold on to my gun for so long, you can be regarded as the only one!" The gun in Zhao Yun's hand was like the Milky Way leaking to the ground, and it was like the rising moon of the bright moon, covering the cyan on the blade with a silver light in the sky, "If you continue like this, you will definitely be defeated, and you will still be obsessed!" ”

"The two daughters will not die, and the brother will never have peace! Today I vow to kill him! Guan Yu gritted his teeth, with a reluctant look on his face, "If you think of the old love, retreat immediately!" ”

"You make me miss my old love? Have you ever thought about the old love? Zhao Yun's face sank instantly, and the attack of the silver spear was fierce by three points, which was hidden between Guan Yu's throat and chest.

Guan Yu's knife technique was in a mess for a moment, and seeing that he was about to be broken through by Zhao Yun, Guan Yu hurriedly knocked Zhao Yun's spear head with his knife and rode his horse forward.

The two horses were so wrong that Guan Yu didn't turn the horse back, if he continued to run forward.

"Where to go!"

Zhao Yun's anger rose in his heart, and he didn't have time to think too much for a while, so he rushed up to urge the horse to sway, "Yun Changxiu left, let go of the two sisters-in-law first!" ”