Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Knife Drag

"Sister! Look! Guan Yu is defeated! ”

Mi Zhen always paid attention to the movement of the battle situation, and when she saw Guan Yu defeating her horse, Zhao Yun took advantage of the situation to catch up, and immediately shouted excitedly.

As long as Guan Yu can be solved, then the rest of these people are naturally not worried.

The safety of the two sisters was guaranteed.

"Sister! I see it! See! Gan Mei couldn't help but smile on her face, and tightened her grip on Mi Zhen, with a relieved look on her face.

Thanks to Han Gongzi's foresight and precautions, he arranged for this General Zhao to be by his side, otherwise today's situation would not know how to end.

If you insist on it that day, you will refuse Han Gongzi's arrangement, and you will ......

Gan Mei didn't dare to continue to think about it, so she could only cover her chest with her hands and try to calm down.

At this time, Zhao Yun was holding a bright silver spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear had already begun to cover the back of Guan Yu's heart, as long as he went further, he would be able to stab Guan Yu into the heart.

But the jade lion under Zhao Yun's crotch is certainly a good horse in the world, but there is a certain gap compared to the Chitu BMW after all.

Just one step, but like a moat.

"Guan Yunchang! If you don't fight with me, you just run away, can't you run all the way back to Xiangyang? Zhao Yun was anxious for a while, and couldn't help but shout.

It's just that Zhao Yun didn't notice that the Qinglong Knife, which was originally across the saddle bridge, had been unknowingly dragged to the ground by Guan Yu.

"Run?"

Guan Yu looked at the shadows on the ground, estimating the distance between the two horses, looking for the best time to strike.

But hearing Zhao Yun snatch the white like this, Guan Yu suddenly couldn't stand it.

I have been in a dignified Guan Yu, and I have been chasing others for 20 years, how can there ever be this word "escape" in the dictionary?

Even if it's you, Zhao Zilong, don't want to insult me with this!

Although I haven't found the perfect time to make a move, if you insult me like this, how can I tolerate you?

The red rabbit stopped suddenly, raised its front hooves high, and let out a loud scream.

Guan Yu turned around, and the Green Dragon Glaive Knife in his hand swung up, and the snowy blade drew a semicircle in the air, smashing heavily towards Zhao Yun.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, Zhao Yun was still in a posture of pursuit, he never expected that Guan Yu would be able to backhand a knife, the knife moves were extremely powerful, and some were lost, and he didn't want to do it suddenly at all.

Fortunately, Zhao Yun reacted quickly, and after being stunned for a moment, his body reflexively ducked back, and the whole person went down, and directly came to hide in the stirrups.

Guan Yu's knife almost slashed against Zhao Yun's shoulder.

And Zhao Yun hid in the stirrups with this move, which originally hung the whole person on the other side of the horse, and then got up and rode on the horse.

But in this hurry, Zhao Yun didn't grasp the saddle bridle of the horse, and was just about to get up and return to the horse, but his hand suddenly slipped, fell directly off the horse, and rolled on the ground several times, his body was covered with loess and dry grass, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Ah...... General Zhao ......"

Mi Zhen covered her mouth all of a sudden, and looked at Zhao Yun in disbelief.

General Zhao, who was still high-spirited and had the upper hand, why did he fall off his horse in a blink of an eye and become so embarrassed?

"Mr. Kenwa, is this the general's stunt?" The guards stood aside, looking at Guan Yu with admiration on their faces, their eyes full of little stars.

"Not bad! This is the general's trick! Drag the knife meter! Jian Yong stroked his beard and said with a smug expression, as if Zhao Yun's defeat was already a certainty.

"You're defeated!" Guan Yu turned the horse's head, holding a big knife in his hand, the blade pointed directly at Zhao Yun on the ground, and said arrogantly, "Zhao Zilong!" What else do you have to say? ”

"Hmph...... The method of dragging the knife is really extraordinary, and I learned it today! Zhao Yun held the gun in his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, "It's just that you want to defeat me, it's still early!" ”

As he spoke, Zhao Yun sprinted forward for a short distance with his feet, and then with two feet on the ground, the whole person rose into the air, and the gun in his hand was like a whistle stick, smashing straight towards Guan Yu's head.

"Look at the guns!" Zhao Yun came down from top to bottom and attacked straight towards Guan Yu's head.

"Humph! Trapped Fight! Guan Yu snorted contemptuously, and swung the knife in his hand against the silver spear.

For the horseman, the war horse is the second life.

Getting off the mount is like losing both legs, and death is not far from death on the battlefield.

As long as Zhao Yun's hard leap is stopped, the victory will be locked.

Click!

With a crisp sound of iron colliding, the Qinglong Knife was firmly placed on the silver spear, and Guan Yu's heart was completely relaxed.

Zhao Yun missed this blow, and it would be difficult to move again, so he could only admit defeat obediently.

But just when Guan Yu relaxed his vigilance a little, a sudden change occurred.

Zhao Yun took advantage of the momentum of the collision of weapons, his body jumped up slightly, his feet shrank back, and he kicked Guan Yu's chest.

Guan Yu held the big knife, his head was overhead, and the middle portal in front of his chest was wide open, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.

Poof!

Guan Yu was hit by a kick in the chest, his body suddenly lost his balance, and he fell directly under the horse, falling a dog gnawing mud.

It had just snowed, and when the snow melted, it melted into the soil, mixed with withered yellow hay, making Guan Yu's mouth all over his mouth.

"Phew! Bah! Bah! ”

Guan Yu hurriedly spit out a mouth full of sludge, and his face was completely covered with a layer of frost.

Guan Yu was really angry.

has been in the army for nearly 20 years, Guan Yu has always been vertical and horizontal on the battlefield, and he has appeared in front of everyone with a master's attitude, how could he have been so embarrassed?

If Guan Yu still had room to start before, thinking about the old love, now he is really murderous.

Looking at Zhao Yun who was standing in front of him with a smile on his face, Guan Yu was furious, got up directly from the ground, grabbed the Qinglong knife, and rushed straight towards Zhao Yun.

"Thief! Look at the knives! ”

Guan Yu rushed to the front, and the big knife was not fake, and he directly cut at the waist.

Both of them lost their war horses, and returned to the same running line, Zhao Yun's face was indifferent, and he was easily freehand with the silver spear in his hand, and he fought with Guan Yu.

The Qinglong Knife is extremely heavy, and it can swoop and slash while riding on a horse, which can exert its power to the maximum. But standing on the ground and waving, it is inevitable that there will be some difficulty in moving, and the knife will become quite slow.

The dexterity and lightness of the gun was also vividly reflected at this time.

Guan Yu took out the knife several times in anger, but not only was Zhao Yun easily dodged, but Zhao Yun poked several holes in his clothes.

"Zhao Zilong! I swear to kill you! ”

Guan Yu is such a proud person, where has he been wronged like this, his eyes are red, as if he is about to breathe fire.

Seeing that the tip of the spear was close to him, Guan Yu was like a demon, he didn't dodge or dodge, and grabbed the bright silver spear in his hand, with a crazy smile on his face.