"If I don't see Zhuge Kongming's corpse with my own eyes, I will never give up!!"
Ma Dai¡¯s eyes were cracked and he looked like he was crazy. Wen Shun and Deng Ai were afraid that Ma Dai would act rashly, so they reined in their horses and rushed over to offer persuasion. Ma Dai kept roaring and still refused to give up. When Pang De saw this, he became furious and shouted loudly.
"If by any chance, the Ma family has no successor, how can you face the Ma family's ancestors!! Now you are fortunate to be appreciated by the king of the Western Tang Dynasty. You should do your best to help restore the Ma family's lintel!! Meng When I find out in the future, I will rest in peace. ?br />
What Pang De said was like a wake-up call, and Ma Dai looked up to the sky and roared. After drinking, Ma Dai's body swayed, as if all his strength had suddenly been drained away, but he was no longer crazy. Zhao Yun's face was solemn and he stared silently. Then he turned his eyes and looked at Zhang Fei, as if he didn't want to be entangled in this matter anymore, and said slowly.
"That's how it is. Mr. Zhang, please dismount together with the Marquis of Hanzhong and accept the surrender!"
After hearing this, Zhang Fei closed his eyes and said coldly.
"You go ahead."
When Liu Chan heard this, he looked happy and quickly dismounted his horse. He was afraid that Zhang Fei would regret it, so he quickly fled towards Zhao Yun's formation. The Tang soldiers all around were about to capture him. Zhao Yun said.
"Don't be presumptuous. Liu Adou is the prince of the Western Tang Dynasty who personally conferred the title of Marquis of Hanzhong!"
When all the soldiers heard this, their expressions changed and they all retreated. After hearing this, Liu Chan became more courageous, most of the shyness on his face faded, and his back straightened, as if he was proud of it.
"I wonder what Mr. Zhang means by this?"
Zhao Yun's eyes were dazzling, as if he could see through people's hearts. Although Liu Chan surrendered, his aura only increased, making the soldiers on the left and right frightened. Suddenly, Zhang Feihuan opened his eyes, two fierce lights flashed across his face, he stared at Zhao Yun and said coldly.
"Zhang has been in the world for decades, fighting on the battlefield, and has met countless heroes in his life, but he has only admired three people. One of them is my second brother, 'Wushuang General' Pan Wushuang! The second is 'Wu Shuang' Saint Guan Yunchang, and the third one is Zhao Zilong, who is known as the brave man!"
In an instant, Zhang Fei was filled with murderous intent. Zhao Yun seemed to have understood Zhang Fei's determination, and his momentum burst out, with the divine light of the dragon's eyes lingering. Zhang Fei's momentum increased, rushing towards him like a stormy sea. Pang De, Wen Shun, Deng Ai and other generals all felt their hearts tightening, and their whole body nerves became tense unconsciously. The officers and soldiers around were even more unbearable. They were either trembling with fear, or were so scared that their faces were blank.
"Zhao Zilong, do you dare to fight me to the death!?"
Zhang Fei reined in the horse and roared loudly, like thunder. When he sat down, the bruised BMW jumped with its front hooves and neighed loudly. Zhao Yun did not accept the challenge for the time being, but said in a solemn voice.
"The king of the Western Tang Dynasty appreciated Zhang Gong so much that he did not hesitate to use the Bazhong County as a gift and make Zhang Gong the Marquis of Bazhong. Why did Zhang Gong abandon his wealth and seek death!?"
"Hahaha!! I have only obeyed the Liu family all my life. If Wen Bufan wants me to obey him, it is absolutely impossible!! No need to talk nonsense, let's fight!!"
Zhang Fei laughed loudly and held a snake spear eight feet long in his hand. Although Zhao Yun had known that Zhang Fei would answer like this, he put aside his regrets and made a determined decision. With one move of his spear, he ordered the generals to retreat ten feet away. The generals obeyed the order and withdrew one after another.
After a while, I saw wind and dust billowing in front of the rocks under the sky. Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun stood opposite each other, their aura rising continuously, as if they were seeing a giant sky-devouring beast roaring up to the sky, and a silver dragon rushing and roaring with constant roar. All the officers and soldiers of the Tang Army looked around. Pang De, Wen Shun and others were concentrated. The two people's life-and-death struggle will definitely be a peerless battle that will shake the world and make the gods cry. Pang De's heart was racing, his eyes narrowed into two thin lines, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. Wen Shun, Deng Ai and other young soldiers held their breaths in silence, fearing that they might miss even half of the details.
Suddenly, a hurricane struck violently, like the wrath of the sky, the wind and sand covered the sky, and the sound was unnoticeable. Almost at the same time, Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei charged forward with their horses and flew toward each other. Zhao Yun sat down and looked at the jade lion at night, galloping on all fours, as fast as lightning, and suddenly rushed in front of Zhang Fei's horse. Zhao Yun shouted sternly, and the silver gentian gun suddenly moved. The gun came out like a dragon roar, and suddenly stabbed Zhang Fei's face. Zhang Fei roared loudly, angrily waved his snake spear, and swiped it towards Zhao Yun's spear. Zhao Yun twisted the spear and shook it, like a divine dragon swinging around. When the snake spear missed the target, he stabbed Zhang Fei in the chest. Zhang Fei felt his blood boiling all over, and the crisis of his life hanging by a thread made him feel particularly happy.
"Ouch! Kill!!"
Zhang Fei roared loudly, and the appearance of the giant sky-devouring beast suddenly appeared. The silver gentian spear was like light, and he was about to stab him. However, at the critical moment, Zhang Fei's body flashed, and the spear stabbed into the air. . Zhang Feihuan's eyes widened and he stretched out his hand to grab it. Zhao Yun quickly put away his gun. At the same time, Zhang Fei also withdrew the snake spear. The eyes of the two people collided for a moment, and their spears and spears came out, flying into each other like a thunderbolt, and there were violent collisions that could not be heard. Zhang Fei fights his way out of the wildernessThe divine spear technique is so fast and violent that it can break the sky and earth. Zhao Yun also showed no sign of weakness, and used the Wandering Dragon's Wuji spear technique. The spear style was like a wandering dragon turning, forming the momentum of Tai Chi Liang Yi. It was exquisite. He neutralized Zhang Fei's attacks one by one and kept looking for opportunities to attack. Seeing that Zhang Fei was attacking like a tidal wave and had the upper hand, Zhao Yun not only defended his position airtight, but also made frequent surprise attacks, killing Zhang Fei in a dangerous situation. Wen Shun and Deng Ai's expressions changed rapidly as they watched. Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun's actions were all of unparalleled martial arts. Among them, Zhao Yun's Youlong Wuji Spearmanship combines the essence of Youlong Fantian Spearmanship and Tai Chi. It can be said to be the best skill in the world. The more Wen Shun and Deng Ai watched, the more they felt that they were deeply moved and wished they could ride out and fight.
Gradually, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun fought for nearly dozens of rounds. At this moment, the wind and dust swept through the sky and the earth, making it even more hazy. The two of them almost fought under the cover of wind and dust. Most of the Tang soldiers around him could no longer see anything, and they could only feel the excitement of the two men fighting through the loud noises.
In the wind and dust, Zhang Fei's snake spear stabbed and attacked violently, rising up one after another with terrifying momentum. The giant sky-devouring beast behind him opened its bloody mouth, as if it wanted to swallow the silver dragon that appeared behind Zhao Yun alive. However, Zhao Yun defended his position impregnably without any flaws. Suddenly, Zhao Yun fired a spear. It seemed like an insignificant attack, but it was extremely powerful and flew towards Zhang Fei's eyebrows. Zhang Fei's eyes were wide open. He knew it was powerful and didn't want to confront him head-on. His strong and burly body fell back and narrowly avoided it. The moment Zhao Yun stabbed the air, he twisted his gun and was about to attack again. Unexpectedly, Zhang Fei shouted loudly, turned over, and stabbed Zhao Yun with a snake spear eight feet tall, hoping to kill both the jade and the stone. Zhao Yunlong's eyes shot out with divine light and he moved to dodge. Zhang Fei immediately took advantage of the victory and pursued him. Each move of the snake spear was faster and fiercer than the last, and he shot towards Zhao Yun like a thunderbolt. Zhao Yun switched from offense to defense. Under the exquisite defense of You Long Wuji, Zhang Fei's offensive was fierce, but he still couldn't take any advantage. What's more, what makes Zhang Fei frightened is that the two men are fighting so fiercely, but Zhao Yun is not exhausted at all. Instead, he becomes more courageous as he fights. His moves seem to have the ability to use force to fight. If this continues, even a peerless general like Zhang Fei will be exhausted by Zhao Yun and hate his spear. Not to mention, whenever Zhao Yun counterattacked, the power of that moment was unparalleled, repeatedly killing Zhang Fei in danger.
At this point, Zhang Fei has understood that Zhao Yun's spear technique is more powerful than his Eight Desolation God-Destroying Spear technique, and if he fights alone, he will definitely lose. As the move has been defeated, Zhang Fei will not sit still and wait for death. Suddenly, Zhang Fei's momentum surged like a huge raging wave, his eyes were filled with ferocious light, his roar suddenly rose, and the giant sky-devouring beast behind him started to swallow fiercely. In an instant, the snake spear in Zhang Fei's hand turned into a chaotic mess. His moves had no rules, but they were flowing and coherent, and they were powerful and shocking. Zhao Yun's expression changed, he didn't dare to neglect, and he quickly gathered his energy to fight. Under Zhang Fei's fierce attacks, Zhao Yun's defense gradually collapsed.
Not far away, Wen Shun's sword eyes were shining brightly, as if even the dust in the sky could not hide his gaze. His face was sometimes excited, sometimes horrified, and he secretly cursed in his heart.
"This Winged Virtue is so powerful that it is so powerful in the world. It is definitely not just for ordinary people. Under such a random attack, it has the potential to break through Longhou's spear technique!"
At the same time, Zhao Yun would not let Zhang Fei succeed. His random attacks would naturally be full of flaws. Zhao Yun suddenly retreated with his spear, Zhang Fei shouted loudly, and in an instant, the sky was covered with spear shadows. Zhao Yun moved to dodge, dodging under the shadows of the spears that were like lightning and thunder. Although he was surrounded by dangers, he was unscathed. Suddenly, it seemed as if he heard a roar of a dragon, Zhao Yun's dragon eyes were dazzling, and he flew his spear to kill Zhang Fei. His spear trembled continuously, like a dragon rising and falling, and it charged like a dragon with its teeth and claws. Zhang Fei was already prepared, as if he was waiting for this moment. In an instant, he retracted his spear and started to move, and he started fighting with Zhao Yun. After a frightening confrontation, Zhao Yun shot Zhang Fei in the right shoulder, and blood spurted out. And just in a moment, the eight-foot-long snake spear in Zhang Fei's hand, like lightning, wiped a blood mark on the side of Zhao Yun's neck. This time, it seems that Zhao Yun has taken a huge advantage, but this is not the case. If Zhao Yun hadn't avoided it in time, he would have been fatally injured by Zhang Fei's snake spear.
At the moment when both of them were defeated almost at the same time, Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei started to attack again. The two sharp swords of the magic weapon suddenly hit each other, making a loud noise, and then swung away from each other in an instant. The two of them fought with all their strength, but their strength was depleted very quickly. They reined in their horses and pulled away almost at the same time, taking a break. Zhang Fei stepped back more than ten feet, reined in his horse, and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha!! So happy! So happy!!!"
At this moment, for Zhang Fei, he no longer has any important national responsibilities. All he wants is a life and death battle. Zhao Yunlong's eyes are sharp and his face is calm and unhurried, like a mirror still water. Zhao Yun had to admit that the battle with Zhang Fei was the most thrilling and vicious battle in his life. Zhang Fei's martial arts skills are even better than those of Ma Chao in the past!
Zhang Fei meets Zhao YunHe didn't answer, and his face darkened. At this time, he felt severe pain in his right arm and shoulder, and he was also in pain in many places all over his body. His right arm was newly injured, having been shot by Deng Ai yesterday. The right shoulder was injured by Zhao Yun just now. There are many wounds all over his body, including new wounds from yesterday's fighting, and old wounds from the past few months of fighting in the Wu region.
Zhang Fei knew that if he continued to fight with Zhao Yun for a long time, he would be dragged down by his injuries and would be defeated. If he wanted to win this game, he had no choice but to fight hard! !
With the thought firmly in mind, Zhang Fei was full of momentum and climbed up again. The giant sky-devouring beast behind him opened its mouth and roared to the sky. It was lifelike, as if it had come to the world, and it seemed to merge with Zhang Fei. Zhao Yun only felt a huge and unparalleled oppression, rushing over like a stormy wave. His expression changed, and suddenly, waves of earth-shattering dragon roars could be heard vividly in his ears. Zhao Yun's momentum surged, and the silver dragon behind him kept swimming, and the silver light was bright, as if he had transformed into a yiti with Zhao Yun. Both of them seemed to want to decide the winner in the next round, so what they used immediately was bound to be a killer move.
The huge momentum that the two people burst out seemed to be nine days away. In an instant, the situation changed, strong winds rose, and lightning flashed. All the officers and soldiers of the Tang Army were frightened by this scene.