I'm Liu Bei.

"What's wrong?" Li Fujun asked anxiously.

"There's someone up ahead!" Li Yaya's voice was a little shaky.

I hurriedly followed her gaze. I saw Zhang Fei striding over.

"Big brother!"

I was happy in my heart, with Zhang Fei here, I didn't believe that her martial arts could be rampant anymore! And the reason why Li Yaya stopped was because she felt Zhang Fei's murderous aura. This morning, she witnessed the fierce battle between the third brother and the Baili Sword with her bare hands.

"How? Yaya, give up now, I can still fulfill the promise I made just now! ”

"Don't talk nonsense with him, this black face is a draw with the Baili Sword, and naturally he is not your opponent." Li Fujun urged.

"What if the two of us join forces?" Baili Jian said expressionlessly. "Senior sister, are you confident that you can defeat two hundred miles of swords?"

"A girl, I Zhang Fei can clean it up alone!" Zhang Fei shouted. "Girl, let's do it, I have to go back to drinking!"

"Although you fight with the third brother, we will never take the opportunity to attack Li Fujun." For heads-up, I have confidence in Zhang Fei.

Li Fujun nodded to Li Yaya, who was looking at her, and she slowly took a few steps forward with her sword. When he was thirty steps away from Zhang Fei, his footsteps suddenly accelerated like a hurricane, and he swooped straight away with his sword. Zhang Fei did not slack off, his palms turned into fists, and he stepped forward with tiger steps.

Because Zhang Fei didn't have a weapon in his hand, Li Yaya's thin sword was where Zhang Fei dodged. In close combat, not having a weapon is a very disadvantaged thing. What's more, Li Yaya's swordsmanship is more than a hundred miles of swords, which is no longer an ordinary level.

The competition at this time reminded me of the cavalry battle between Zhang Fei and Zhou Cang under the city two months ago. In just one round, Zhang Fei was defeated by Zhou Cang's big knife. In that battle, Zhang Fei used a ring-headed knife. And he himself said before the war that he was not good at using swords and other weapons.

Will it end the same today? I can't help but become very worried.

Li Yaya's sword momentum rose higher and higher, and Zhang Fei, who had been forced to retreat, retreated again and again.

Li Yaya slashed out with a sword and stabbed Zhang Fei's left arm.

Zhang Fei didn't dare to slack off, retracted his left hand sharply, and kicked out with his right foot at the same time, wanting to kick Li Yaya's thin sword off.

Seeing that the matter was urgent, Li Yaya turned around and changed the thin sword in her right hand to her left hand, and at the same time reached forward with her left hand and stabbed the sword into Zhang Fei's right leg.

Zhang Fei's left leg was spread apart, reducing the height of his body, and his right leg swept the tip of the sword slightly, and the pulling force of his left leg drove his whole body to rotate to the left, and his body landed firmly in front of the left.

Li Yaya couldn't hit a blow, so she used a series of stabs to directly greet Zhang Fei's vital body. Zhang Fei didn't dare to fight with his body, so he had to dodge left and right and retreat to resolve the enemy's moves one by one. In this way, Zhang Fei defended everywhere and occasionally took advantage of the situation to counterattack. Li Yaya counterattacked again with a thin sword. After going back and forth, the two fought for more than 30 rounds, but they still couldn't tell the winner.

Hundreds of clansmen had already rushed up, armed with various weapons, and gathered behind Elder Baili.

In order to get a weapon for Zhang Fei, I hurried to them. When I saw a tall man holding a spear in his hand, I took it, and when I got it, I realized that it was not an iron spear, but a wooden spear. I thought that I didn't care, I still gave it to Zhang Fei first.

Even though it's wooden, it's a spear.

Historically, Zhang Fei's weapon was a steel spear. Among the generals who use spears, only Zhang Fei can be called a god. Although it is a wooden spear, but in the hands of the spear god, who can underestimate this wooden product?

"Third brother, take the spear!" I yelled and threw the wooden spear out.

Zhang Fei jumped backwards, took the wooden spear, played a few times in his hand, and then jumped up the spear and killed it: "Suffer death, girl!" ”

It seemed to see a black dragon leaping out of the abyss, surrounded by black clouds, and the sharp black claws accompanied by the whirring wind rushed straight to the sword enemy in front of him.

Li Yaya didn't dare to slack off, jumped up, and the thin sword flashed with a dazzling white light in the air, facing Zhang Fei.

The two weapons intersected and collided in the scorching sun. Looking up, the sun was dazzling, and I couldn't help but lower my head. When they looked at it again, the two of them had already stood still, and Zhang Fei's wooden spear was against Li Yaya's jaw.

The thin sword in the air spun and reflected the light at the same time, falling into the mountain stream on the right like a meteor in the daytime.

Zhang Fei won!

It's no wonder that Zhang Fei in Romance always stabbed the enemy to death with a spear. It turned out that he was not skilled in martial arts, but he had no weapons. If you build an iron spear for the third brother, won't the third brother become the real second strongest man alone?

"Stop!" I shouted to Li Fujun, who quietly retreated. "Are you going to leave her mother and son behind?"

"Brother Fujun, you go quickly! Leave me alone! Li Yaya roared.

"Take him!" I commanded. Baili Jian jumped in front of Li Fujun with an arrow and slashed his hands behind his back.

The tribesmen let out a cry of surprise.

"Didn't he jump into the holy river?"

"I'm not dead!"

"He faked his death!"

"Brother!" A child rushed to Li Fujun's side.

"He is Li Fujun's younger brother, his name is Sima Yi!" Bailiru explained.

What? Is he Sima Yi? Sima Yi, who dragged pigs to death, defrauded Cao Shuang, and sought the fruits of Wei's victory in history? Wasn't Sima Yi in history from a scholar family? How did it come to be here?

"But his surname is Sima?" I asked, puzzled. "How is his brother?"

"Sima Yi's father is the eldest son of the Sima family outside, and because of family changes, he fled here with him. And his father died soon after he came here, and Li Fujun has been taking care of him. ”

In this way, this Sima Yi is the famous Sima Yi in history.

"Brother!"

I motioned for Baili Sword to let go of Li Fujun.

Li Fujun hugged Sima Yi and cried. Sima Yi cried fiercely, and Li Yaya was already in tears.

"He's not dead, he's just enforcing the clan law!" Several of the people shouted.

"Yes, enforce the clan law!"

"Enforce the clan law!" The shouts came and went like waves.

I raised my hand and motioned to be quiet.

After the scene was quiet, he said: "Li Yaya and Li Fujun conspired to kill the old patriarch, the crime is unforgivable, and they will be sentenced to death today." However, God has the virtue of a good life, Yaya is pregnant with Li Fujun's child, and the child is innocent. It is allowed to enforce the clan law after giving birth. What does Elder Baili think? ”

Fortunately, the third grandfather was not present, otherwise it would have been really difficult. Her only granddaughter killed her own son, a blow that no one could bear.

"The patriarch is merciful, and the old man agrees!" Elder Baili sighed.

As soon as these words came out, the people understood what was going on, and they all shouted that Li Yaya should be executed immediately.

"Into the Holy River!"

"Into the Holy River!"

"Into the Holy River!"

"All the people, Li Yaya is pregnant, although her sin is unforgivable, but the child is innocent. Thank you for your understanding! I shouted.

"No, she and Li Fujun's children are evil seeds! Can't stay. ”

"The seeds of evil can't stay, drown together!"

The people shouted, making people feel that the folk customs were not ancient, and at the same time, they made up their minds to change the folk customs. With such a disregard for life, there is a limit to the kindness of this group of people.

It seems that for them, democracy is not carrying out its own orders.