Fang Hui looked up, the sun was dazzling, and he couldn't see Shiyun's face clearly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he seemed to be familiar with this scene, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

Shiyun didn't intend to give him a chance to think about it, and swept it directly on horseback. This time, he didn't use his spiritual power as before, he wanted to duel with Fang Hui in a dignified and honest manner, and win him openly.

Fang didn't have time to think about resisting with the long sword, only to hear a loud noise, the sword scattered at the touch of a button, and a huge force passed along the sword, shaking the two of them to tear their mouths, and blood splattered out.

The Pony under the cloud seat looked uneasy under the blow just now, and snorted. Shi Yun didn't expect Fang Hui's combat power to be so strong, he could only fight with him without using his spiritual power now, and Fang Hui was also frightened, at a stage like him, he only needed to make one move with someone, and he would be able to know how this person's combat power was. He didn't expect that such a young man would not only be able to break his Xuanfeng Arrow, but also fight with him in close quarters.

The two had their own thoughts, and there was a brief silence on the battlefield.

The soldiers gathered around to form a circle, so that Shiyun could not leave.

Fang Hui grabbed a soldier and walked into the circle, and glanced up and down at Shiyun, who was sitting on the horse, his eyes were cold, and his angular facial features were stained with blood, shining a little in the scorching sun at noon.

This time, Fang Hui saw his appearance completely clearly, it was this look, which was exactly the same as the one three years ago.

"It's you!" Fang Hui said in disbelief.

"I didn't expect General Fang to have a good memory, and he still remembers me. ”

The scorching sun fell on Shiyun's body, making his body hot, just as his blood was boiling, and it was time for the former teenager to return from growing up, and it was time to fulfill his promise.

With a smile on his face as he held his long knife, he faced the prestigious Fang Hui who was standing opposite him. This general, who licked blood for a living in the shadow of swords and swords, his surprise was so obvious.

On the battlefield, the quiet atmosphere in this open space became particularly conspicuous, so that the entire battlefield was quiet after a while, and thousands of soldiers were attracted, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a sea of people on the three inner and outer three floors.

Fang Hui picked a good horse and flipped up, stood at the same height as Shiyun, looked at him at him and said, "I am really surprised that you can still attain martial arts when I give you an arrow, but from tonight onwards you will end here." ”

After saying that, he drove his horse to take away the glaive sword of a soldier, and swung the sword against Shiyun. He only thought that Shiyun was profoundly accomplished in martial arts, but he didn't know that Shiyun was already a well-established monk, and he was often in the military camp and was not well-informed.

When the soldiers of the Great Yan Xuan Army saw their general raise his sword and get on the horse, they let out a burst of cheers, and then it was a discussion of how long Shi Yun could hold out enough to be defeated, in their eyes, Fang Hui had not tasted defeat in a hundred battles, and a young man was an opponent who could never compete with their generals.

In the distance, Ji Xi frowned, he knew everything about Shiyun, even so, he was still a little worried in his heart, he was outnumbered and afraid that something would happen to Shiyun.

Shiyun didn't avoid Fang Hui's gaze, and the hot blood in his body was pounding into his heart: "You're right, after today, I'll really stop here, because I will break the dust today and find another way." Thank you for remembering that one-shot feud. ”

Fang Hui, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, had countless people, and soon he had discovered that Shiyun was not just a boast, but a pair of eyes that were full of self-confidence.

I don't know when, the onlookers began to beat their shields rhythmically, and their mouths kept shouting in unison, with a certain special rhythm that made people can't help but be passionate and excited.

Shiyun took a deep breath, he had to win this battle, and the black halberd reflected the black light in his hand.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The two of them rushed forward with their knives in their hands, and the black shadow of the knife grew bigger and bigger in the eyes of the two of them. Shiyun is not a little timid at this moment, deep in his heart, he has always had such a desire, waiting for this day to come.

The shouting of killing completely ignited the blood in his heart, endless power filled his body, and the knife in his hand rushed towards Fang Hui with the momentum of splitting mountains and splitting seas, and Fang Hui did not show weakness, and the Glaive Knife, which was about eight feet long, also immediately met it.

The two staggered, and the war horse stopped in response. The wounds on the two of them split open almost at the same time, spurting blood, and one move failed to distinguish the winner from the loser, and each was injured.

For a while, the Great Yan Xuanjun all cried out, they had never seen anyone who could hurt their general with one move.

Fang Hui drove the horse around, facing Shiyun, his gaze getting colder.

The weapon is the so-called one inch long and one inch strong, the glaive knife in his hand weighs more than seventy catties, eight feet long, and the halberd knife used by Shiyun is only more than forty catties in weight, no more than six feet long, whether it is in strength or attack range, there is a slight gap with the long knife in his hand, maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the hands of the strong, this gap should not be underestimated.

In this way, it seems that he lost half of the blow just now. Three years ago, he was just an outlaw boy, and three years later, he was able to fight with him. How is this how the world has changed?

Shi Yun looked down at the long wound in his abdomen, the flesh turned out, and the blood stained the placket of his clothes. He withdrew his gaze and looked directly at Fang Hui, a look of excitement on his face.

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, Shiyun once again rode his horse and charged, this time his long knife pointed directly at Fang Hui, simple and violent.

At this moment, Fang Hui stood still, and when Shiyun was about to arrive, he violently lifted the Glaive Knife in his hand, copied it into Shiyun's horse's belly, and the blade flipped over, splitting Shiyun's war horse in half from the bottom to the top.

If it weren't for Shiyun's quick response, I'm afraid it would have been split in half like that war horse.

Fang Hui was so powerful, not only the soldiers of the Great Yan Xuan Army but even Shi Yun were taken aback, he really deserved to be a horseback general living under the golden sword and iron horse. In the first half of his life, he had only seen one such person, and that was his father, the commander of the Shi family army, Shi Chu, but now that the past is gone, he should inherit the will of his ancestors.

After the first blow was successful, Fang Hui did not hesitate to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the Glaive Knife slashed towards Shiyun mercilessly, and without the war horse, he was overstretched and fell into a disadvantageous place.

Fang Hui rode his horse and galloped quickly, the glaive knife dragged and swept over, and Shiyun resisted with a halberd knife. The power of the war horse pressed against the glaive knife and slashed hard. Shiyun seemed to be vulnerable, as if he had been hit hard, the whole person flew backwards, and the halberd knife was broken in two.

Shiyun hit the soldier's shield behind his back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, and his body turned over and over, and his hands hurt hotly.

Fang Hui drove the horse and pointed at Shiyundao: "How is it?

Shi Yun's face was as cold as ice, his eyes were a little red, and there was a rebellious aura in his bones.