Call of the Deer

Chapter 211 Unparalleled Gentian, General of the Bear and Tiger

"No, Ruzhen!"

"Hehe, general, you are fine, the last general can rest assured, the last general..."

At this critical moment, Li Ruzhen, Zhao Yun's fierce general, rushed over regardless of his own safety, and received Guan Yu's sudden and decisive blow for Zhao Yun. Guan Yu's whole body was chopped off diagonally from his left shoulder, bleeding profusely, and died. No body.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife was covered with crimson blood, flowing and falling drop by drop.

The color of blood and white frost are intertwined, forming a cold and frightening picture. Guan Yu is like a god of war, lying on his horse with a horizontal knife, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife stands bathed in blood...

Guan Yu's dark green battle armor on the left side was also dyed red by the blood donation. Danfeng's eyes were squinted, and his eyebrows were raised upright. He stared at Zhao Yun in front of him as if he was facing an enemy. Apart from the twitching of the muscles beside his face, his red face did not change color at all.

"Hmph, Zhao Zilong, you are nothing more than that. If this man hadn't set the Guan Qinglong Saber for you, I'm afraid you would be a cold corpse at this moment..."

"Guan Yunchang, you should die..."

Zhao Yun, who is unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness, now has an incomparably livid face, with purple in the blue, and his eyes are wide open with anger, staring at Guan Yu, his momentum changes again and again, and he only jumps to the top!

call!call!call!
The biting cold wind lifted the azure blue cloak behind Zhao Yun, and the bangs on his forehead danced with the wind, incomparably elegant. The Silver Dragon Splitting Heavenly Halberd roared continuously, as if feeling the master's anger, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky...

"Ah, the silver dragon's sky-cracking spear must-kill style, Kanglong has no regrets, drink!"

Zhao Yun rode his horse across, Zhaoye Jade Lion, speed increased to the extreme, and Zhao Yun's blue veins bulged, his eyebrows stood horizontally, his eyes burst into fierce light, and with all his strength, the Silver Dragon Spear came through the air, roaring continuously in the air , like a thunderbolt.

The silver dragon gun whipped up an astonishing whirlwind, the snow and the breeze fluttered, and the silver dragon and the aurora soared into the sky!

"Hmph, Qinglong Yanyue Saber Extermination Style, Qinglong Soul Breaking Slash!"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

All of a sudden, the sky was full of yellow sand, guns groaned continuously, the sword light flickered, silver light shot, and green light flew across.

After a burst of roaring, the sand and dust in the sky gradually receded, and the place ten meters away from Zhao Yun and Guan Yu seemed to have become a vacuum, crushed into slag, and the flying snow in the sky turned into flowing water in an instant, and the splashing blood drip fusion…

"Cough cough cough, Changshan Zhao Zilong is nothing more than that!"

Guan Yu's Qinglong Saber was inserted horizontally in front of him, supporting his crumbling body. The donated blood flowed from his shoulder blades, and his feet were already blood red, but his iron bones did not move at all. Huang Puma lay on the ground in a daze, blood gushing out...

On the other hand, Zhao Yun pointed the Silver Dragon Spear obliquely at Guan Yu, leaving only half of the cloak fluttering in the wind behind him, and on the silver armor, there were very obvious knife marks, standing staggered horizontally.

The unyielding fighting spirit, and the bloody fighting spirit gushed out from the two of them, constantly confronting each other, but they still did not give in, and did not retreat because of the injury...

"Pfft!" "Gulu!"

In a moment, Guan Yu, who was seriously injured, finally couldn't hold back anymore, a mouthful of bright red blood gushed out, and his face turned pale in an instant; but Zhao Yun swallowed the mouthful of blood forcefully, without letting the blood flow. The whole body's fighting spirit and soaring aura collapsed.

"Hehe, Zhao Yun, you...won this time, and Guan is so convincing, I will definitely defeat you next time, with Xue's shame today, hmph..."

Guan Yu's red phoenix eyes looked straight at Zhao Yun. After a long time, a lonely smile appeared on his pale face, but the unyielding fighting spirit in his eyes was not seen at all, and even improved a lot. Expectations are still very proud, and Not depressed by this defeat.

"Hmph, this is just the beginning, your defeat today will be the beginning of the disastrous defeat of the coalition forces..."

Zhao Yun gave Guan Yu a cold look, but did not make another move. After a cold snort, he rushed towards the disorganized coalition soldiers, flying silver spears like a dragon entering the blue clouds, pouring silver light and blood flying down.

In an instant, there were a lot of casualties, and everyone at this moment showed horror, their livers were torn apart, and they kept retreating, avoiding this guy like a bloody Asura.

This silver-armored general fought against the coalition general Guan Yu, and he still had such fighting power, which made people desperate, and they all hurriedly avoided, so as not to die miserably under the gun of this man.

"He still has such fighting power..."

Guan Yu, who had breathed a sigh of relief in the distance, saw Zhao Yun rushing to kill in the enemy line as if nothing had happened, Dan Feng's eyes narrowed, and he looked very surprised, and then his fighting spirit rose again, and his fighting spirit was high.

The Qinglong Yanyue Knife slashed across again, blood spattered, and three or two heads rolled off...

Zhao Yun seemed to have sensed it. He turned his head and glanced at Guan Yu who had regained his fighting spirit. With a soft snort, dozens of blood-colored gun flowers were thrown out from the silver dragon gun and flint. They were extremely bright and seemed to be a demonstration...

"Oh, your grandpa Zhang is angry, he will die for me..."

At this moment, Zhang Fei, who had been unable to attack for a long time, finally entered a state of rage. The snake spear neighed, his face was as black as a probe, his breath was like a cow, and the eyes of Leopard Ring were full of sparks, and the flames turned white...

Killing God Bai Qi was stunned by relying on a heroic sword to stabilize his position, and forced Zhang Fei, who was as powerful as a cow, into a rage. It can be seen that he is not easy to deal with, but his peerless commander covered up his rage. Not weak force.

"White thief, take your life!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fei's giant eyes widened, and he shouted angrily. There was a loud noise like thunder, and his eardrums vibrated instantly. The roar continued, and he thought: What a roar!

The snake spear stabbed at Bai Qi's chest obliquely, before the spear arrived, the cold air came first, Bai Qi felt a trace of cold air curling up in front of his chest, which lasted for a long time, and the hero sword struck Zhang Fei's snake spear with all its strength.

"Bah!"

The snake spear passed along Bai Qi's shoulder, and the cold wind was biting, just a little bit, it was about to pierce through the shoulder blade and remove Bai Qi's arm. At this time, the protagonist's body was cold and his right arm was trembling.

After all, he is not a brave general who specializes in charging into battle. Whether it is skills or combat power, there is still a certain gap compared with Meng Zhang Fei, who has already broken through the bottleneck.

At this moment, although Zhang Fei, who was thick and thin, was angry, but his mind was not confused, he swung his horse back and swept, and the snake spear, carrying the wind of piercing the air, hit Bai Qi's left arm fiercely.

At this moment, Bai Qi couldn't dodge it, he could only turn his body around with all his strength, the sharp hero sword stood in front of him hurriedly, and at this moment, the snake spear finally hit the hero sword.

"Bah!"

There was only a crisp sound, and Bai Qi was sent flying by Zhang Fei with his sword, and landed hard on the ground not far away.

At this moment, Bai Qi felt like a flame was burning in his chest, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and couldn't get up for a while, and Zhang Fei naturally wouldn't kindly give Bai Qi time to breathe, the snake spear stabbed again, both accurate and ruthless, Only take Bai Qi's life.

"That black thief, don't hurt my boss, shoot me!"

Is he going to die after all?Bai Qi couldn't help but feel a little sad and regretful in his heart. He died before he left the school, which made the hero burst into tears...

Just when Bai Qi was in despair, a purple pass shot through the air and hit the snake spear fiercely. It turned out to be the dragon who was entangled with Xiong Kuo Hai. Kuo Hai repelled and rushed over.

Alas, in just one day, Bai Qibian had to rub shoulders with the God of Death twice. He never wanted to experience this feeling for the third time. He stood up slowly, picked up the fallen hero sword, and Bai Qibian With evil spirit all over his body, he didn't hide it, gushing out...

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(End of this chapter)