"Kill!" Cao Ang roared angrily, then picked up a long sword from the soldier beside him and slashed at Wei Yan again.

This time, Cao Ang learned wisely and knew that Wei Yan was good at using whips, so he attacked first, and the long sword was pointed directly at Wei Yan's throat.

Wei Yan's pupils shrank, and he found that Cao Ang's target this time was actually his throat.

"Despicable." Wei Yan scolded secretly, and he hurriedly retreated.

But it was still a step too late, and Cao Ang's long sword cut through Wei Yan's clothes, leaving a shallow mark on his neck.

Wei Yan touched his neck, and then found a trace of scarlet, obviously bleeding.

"Boy, it's vicious enough." Wei Yan sneered.

Cao Ang ignored Wei Yan and continued to raise his sword to kill Wei Yan, vowing to behead the other party under his horse.

"Humph!" Wei Yan's face turned cold, and he greeted him with a steel whip in his hand.

"Bell!" The two swords collided continuously, sputtering sparks.

The two sides are constantly entangled and becoming more and more intense.

"Bang!" The two of them clapped each other and took five or six steps back.

The two looked at each other, then continued to pounce on each other.

Wei Yan and Cao Ang deserved to be peerless fierce generals, their battle was very exciting, and they fought in a short time to hit a real fire, allowing both of them to use all their strength.

"Poof!" Finally, Cao Ang seized the opportunity to pierce Wei Yan's shoulder, and blood spurted out.

"Sss Wei Yan gasped, his right hand was cut by Cao Ang's long sword, and the wound was deep and bone-deep.

Wei Yan was injured, but Cao Ang did not give up, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, and the long sword in his hand turned into a dense sword rain enveloping Wei Yan.

Cao Ang's swordsmanship was very fierce and domineering, and his moves were fatal, forcing Wei Yan to retreat again and again, embarrassed.

"Ding, ding, ding."

The two sides kept fighting, Cao Ang's swordsmanship was too strong, and Wei Yan only had defensive skills, without any chance to fight back.

Soon, Wei Yan's body was covered with sword wounds, and blood stained his robe.

"Hehe, you're just like that, a certain family will take your head today." Cao Ang sneered, and the long sword turned into a streamer and slashed towards Wei Yan.

Looking at the attacking long sword, Wei Yan's eyes shrank, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart, he knew that he couldn't hide this time.

Wei Yan gritted his teeth and was ready to fight to the death.

He originally underestimated Cao Ang's strength, so he fell into the disadvantage, resulting in a lot of color on his body, if he had been vigilant, there would have been no such thing at all.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine sold in the world.

"Look at the move!" Cao Ang roared angrily, and the long sword came in an instant, and Wei Yan had no choice but to raise his hand to block.

"Bang dang!" Cao Ang slashed at Wei Yan's weapon, and the powerful force directly made him snort, and slashed the steel whip in Wei Yan's hand.

Shocked, Wei Yan hurriedly stepped back, and drew a dagger and stabbed Cao Ang in the chest, trying to kill him.

Cao Ang's face changed, he didn't expect Wei Yan's reaction speed to be so fast, and he could actually launch a counterattack.

Cao Ang's body moved sideways, avoiding the fatal blow.

And Wei Yan took advantage of this gap and quickly pulled out the treasure knife on his waist, after all, the dagger could only be used as a sneak attack.

Wei Yan grabbed the treasure knife and slashed at Cao Ang's arm with all his might.

Cao Ang's face sank when he saw this, and he hurriedly hid to the side.

Although Cao Ang's reaction was already extremely fast, it was still half a beat slower, and there was a sharp pain in his arm, and there was a burst of numbness.

"Hey, boy, you're dead." Wei Yan smiled evilly, and rushed towards Cao Ang with a long knife.

He knew that as long as Cao Ang could be killed, the crisis outside Xiangyang City would be completely resolved.

Cao Ang gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain in his arm, and raised his sword to block Wei Yan's attack.

"Phew!" Wei Yan's sword collided with Cao Ang's sword.

Wei Yan had joy on his face, as long as he could hold on for a while, reinforcements would arrive, and he would be safe by then.

Wei Yan clenched the long knife and was about to push it hard.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance entered the tip of his nose, and Wei Yan's face suddenly changed, and he felt weak.

This strange fragrance made Wei Yan want to vomit, but he couldn't spit it out, and it became more and more difficult.

"Hehe, this is my newly concocted smoke, those who smell it will faint, and those who see it will get drunk." Cao Ang smiled.

He likes to use these shady things in battle, especially against those who are highly skilled generals.

Sure enough, Wei Yan, who was brave just now, is now swaying as if he was drunk.

Cao Ang's eyes lit up, and now he could finally kill Wei Yan with confidence.

"Haha, go die." Cao Ang roared excitedly, and then raised his sword and stabbed at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan deserved to be a top general, and at this critical moment, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely.

Then he regained a trace of consciousness, and used his last strength to wield his long knife to fend off Cao Ang's attack.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

Wei Yan and Cao Ang were at an impasse again, and no one could help anyone.

The more Cao Ang fought, the more excited he became, this was his dream all along, and he hoped to have a hearty battle with Wei Yan.

"Bell!" Wei Yan suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked Cao Ang in the abdomen, this was his only chance, and he hoped that this kick would hit Cao Ang and create a chance for him to escape.

Cao Ang's face changed, and he immediately blocked Wei Yan's kick with his long sword, but blocking this move also made him a little embarrassed.

"Damn bastards." Cao Ang cursed.

He originally wanted to take advantage of Wei Yan's inattention to sneak attack, but he thought that Wei Yan could still send out such a powerful force, and he almost seriously injured himself.

"Whew." Wei Yan gasped, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were oozing with blood, and that leg just now had consumed too much of his strength.

"Hehe, see how many times you can hold on?" Cao Ang sneered, raised his sword and stabbed at Wei Yan again.

Wei Yan's eyes showed a look of determination, and he decided to fight to the death.

Cao Ang sensed that Wei Yan's gaze was wrong, his face changed, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and wanted to withdraw his sword, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Bell!" Wei Yan slashed at Cao Ang's long sword, and the huge force shook Cao Ang back again and again.

"Poof!" Wei Yan spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Die!"

Wei Yan's eyes were red, and he raised his knife and frantically killed Cao Ang.

Wei Yan was completely out of the way now, and he had only one thought, and that was to kill Cao Ang.

"Bell!"

Wei Yan attacked frantically, looking for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to stab the long knife in his hand.

Wei Yan slashed at Cao Ang's shoulder, leaving a deep scar on the knife.

Cao Ang was in pain and angry, and a sword swept out and slashed at Wei Yan's thigh, leaving a deep wound.

"Ahh Wei Yan screamed miserably, his face distorted, and it was obvious that the pain level was far beyond ordinary people.

But Wei Yan was undaunted and continued to move forward, he knew that this was his last chance, otherwise when the Cao soldiers reacted, he would die without a place to be buried. (End of chapter)