Xia Houen hurriedly thought about what was a good way to get out, and when he saw the materials that had been left behind by the enemy due to the battle, he immediately thought of a good way, and shouted to the cavalry behind him: "Brothers, have you seen the enemy's military supplies? ”

Hearing Xia Houen's loud shout, all the cavalry were excited, such a military feat was too cool, not only did they not have to fight, but they could also get a lot of loot, so they rushed towards the pile of materials desperately, hoping that they could all be moved.

Xia Houen saw that everyone didn't pay attention to him anymore, it was a good time to leave, so he quickly turned his horse's head and ran back, and soon rushed into the woods, so that no one would find out, what he needed to do now was to hide himself, and when the army and refugees were almost gone, he would steal back to Xuchang with the Qingyu Sword and hand it to Zhang Xiao, and then follow Zhang Xiao on the journey of cultivating immortals, and no longer care about the affairs of the world.

Thinking that he would be able to enter another world in another capacity soon, Xia Houen almost laughed excitedly, and at the same time felt afraid of the adventure just now, if one of the steps was wrong, he would definitely not be here now, and suddenly a mixture of joy and sorrow came to his heart.

Although he had gotten rid of everyone, Xia Houen's hands were full of sweat, and he felt a little prostration, so he lowered the speed of his mount to the slowest and slowly walked slowly through the forest, it didn't seem that anything thrilling had happened, but the pressure he was under was huge.

Xia Houen was still worried, not knowing if he had left any flaws, not knowing if his clansmen would believe that he had died on the battlefield, and also worried about Zhang Xiao's safety at this time, worried about whether his strength could survive in the cultivation world, and suddenly he was very confused about everything, and he couldn't predict the future at all.

Xia Houen carefully observed the terrain here, and felt that the woods were still a little unsafe, and there was a risk of being discovered, in case anyone escaped here, he would be discovered, so he marched towards the mountain, where no one should exist.

As soon as he reached the slope of the mountain, Xia Houen noticed that there was movement, and something was moving among the dense dwarf trees in the mountain, shaking the leaves loudly, but he didn't want to go up to check it, it seemed that it was a large beast, and it was better to wait for it to pass before going up the mountain.

But it was not a beast that came out of the dwarf tree, but a person, which made Xia Houen startled, it seemed that there was no way to hide, and he could still be found when he arrived here, and he immediately had the idea of escaping.

As soon as Xia Houen was about to turn around, he found that this person had seen it himself, wasn't it Zhao Yun who fought with Xiahou Jie not long ago, and suddenly the blood of the soldiers suddenly came out, and the person who could win or lose with Xia Houjie wanted to try it himself, so it was better to let him become the last battle of his mortal identity.

Zhao Yun was even more surprised when he saw Xia Houen, he had chosen the most secret place to escape, he couldn't imagine that he could still bump into the Han army, they were really everywhere, they had experienced rounds of battles, and their physical strength had long been exhausted, and now Liu Bei's two daughters were not only not found, but even the war horse was stabbed to death, if you want to catch up with Liu Bei, you have to pass through the Han army, the hope is really slim, and after seeing Xia Houen, she was immediately disheartened.

However, when Zhao Yun saw Xia Houen's mount, a glimmer of hope was ignited in his heart, this young general of the Han army was also a person, if he snatched his horse, he would have a great chance of crossing the Han army to catch up with Liu Bei.

So the two of them confronted each other with different purposes, both hoping to have a good fight and achieve their goals, Xia Houen saw that Zhao Yun was now embarrassed, and said: "Zhao Zilong, aren't you very brave in Dangyang? One person can ride dozens of tigers and leopards, and he can also deal with many generals, how can he make this appearance now, even the war horse has been lost, and it is a little inconsistent with your force." ”

Zhao Yun did not lose his rationality because of Xia Houen's ridicule, but asked: "Judging by your dress, you should be a high-ranking general in the Han army, I don't know what to call it?"

Seeing Zhao Yun asking for his name, Xiahou En told him majestically: "My name is Xiahou Enxiahou Ziyun, and I am now the guard of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty. ”

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment after listening to Xia Houen's self-report, he didn't expect him to be so prominent, not only in an important position, but also Cao Cao's clan, it seems that taking his life can get a lot of military exploits.

Zhao Yun clenched the spear in his hand, put on a battle posture, and said to Xia Houen: "Ziyun, it seems that our names are quite similar, but I don't know which of the two of us is more powerful, you can just let the horse come." ”

Seeing that Zhao Yun was so unpolite, Xia Houen jumped down from his horse, took off the Qingyu Sword he was wearing, clenched his hands tightly, and first rushed towards Zhao Yun, suppressing Zhao Yun with one blow.

Zhao Yun was a little secretly happy when he saw Xia Houen holding a sword to attack him, the longer the weapon was naturally the better when he went into battle, but he attacked himself with a sword, how could he suppress himself, as a result, as soon as the two came into contact with Zhao Yun, they knew that they were wrong, although this sword was only a little larger than a normal sword, but the weight was indeed extremely large, and he was almost overwhelmed, no wonder Xia Houen needed both hands to hold the sword.

Zhao Yun didn't start well at this time, and Xia Houen's own martial arts skills were also good, so he was directly suppressed and forced to retreat again and again, and it won't take long to fail like this.

Xia Houen has been cultivating the aura for a while, although his strength has not increased much, but his recovery power has been greatly improved, even if he keeps wielding the Qingyu Sword, he will not feel hard, it is precisely this reason that makes Zhao Yun have no power to parry.

Zhao Yun wouldn't just let Xia Houen suppress himself all the time, although Xia Houen's strength and martial arts skills were very good, but Zhao Yun could still find his flaws and start to fight back step by step.

Xia Houen kept wielding the Qingyu Sword, feeling more and more happy, seeing that Zhao Yun had been passive, he was very excited, and would never give him a chance to resist, I didn't expect that Zhao Yun, who was not much different from Xia Houjie's strength, would be beaten by himself and always be at a disadvantage, doesn't this mean that his strength has surpassed Xia Houjie?

Xia Houen was on the rise at this time, and he didn't find that Zhao Yun's path had begun to change, and every swing would be blocked by Zhao Yun, resulting in a lot of effort but not much more advantage, and when he found out that something was wrong, Zhao Yun had gradually dominated the duel.

Xia Houen slowly sensed that the situation was wrong, and began to calmly deal with Zhao Yun's moves, but the situation still did not improve, Zhao Yun's gun danced faster and faster, and the more flexible he danced, he suppressed Xia Houen and was about to have no power to fight back.

Xia Houen looked at Zhao Yun's marksmanship, felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, thought for a while, and asked Zhao Yun: "Who taught you marksmanship, why is it so similar to Zhang Xiu's marksmanship?"

Zhao Yun saw that Xia Houen had questions, and replied: "Zhang Xiu's marksmanship is indeed good, and he deserves the title of the king of guns, otherwise why would I be so embarrassed and die of a war horse, but he has died under my gun, and the legend of the king of guns will end." ”

Hearing that Zhao Yun killed Zhang Xiu, Xia Houen was suddenly stunned, thinking that Zhang Xiu's marksmanship is unrivaled in the world, no one is invincible, even Xiahou Jie is not his opponent, but he didn't expect him to die under Zhao Yun's hands, but Xia Houen did not doubt what Zhao Yun said, judging from his marksmanship, he did have the momentum of a unique martial arts.

Although Xia Houen is still wielding the Qingyu Sword with the same speed now, it has no effect in front of Zhao Yun, and every move is restrained to death, so there is only one way to die.

Xia Houen couldn't sit still anymore, he had to come up with a way to suppress Zhao Yun again, and what he could use now was his unskilled aura, so he injected his own thin aura that he couldn't sense into the Qingyu Sword, and immediately felt that the Qingyun Sword was obviously much lighter than usual, and it could also affect the gun in Zhao Yun's hand, as long as the two weapons came into contact, Zhao Yun's movements immediately slowed down, constantly providing Xia Houen with opportunities to take advantage of.

Due to the help of aura, Xia Houen's sword swinging path has become a little elusive, in Zhao Yun's eyes, Xia Houen's wielding seems to have become no longer a sword, whenever he goes to block, he will see that the position where the Qingyu Sword falls is different from the actual position, and he feels very strange, just like when the gun and the sword are about to make contact, the Qingyu Sword instantly changes its position and attacks its own dead end, and the situation immediately changes again