Zhang Fei was indeed shaken.
It's a pity that the shaking was only for a moment, and then Zhang Fei's body shook violently, and a black face swelled with endless shame and anger.
That expression, like a person who wants to save face, after the truth is exposed, in order to save his so-called face, he would rather choose to be like an ostrich and bury his head in the sand than accept this cruel truth.
"My eldest brother is a benevolent and righteous king, he is like a brother and sister to my second brother, and it is impossible to abandon him, you traitor will not slander my eldest brother" Zhang Fei angrily reprimanded the pottery merchant, slammed the snake spear horizontally, and said sharply: "The surname Tao, you don't have to waste any more efforts, I, Zhang Fei, will never descend to you, and have the courage to come and fight to the death with me."
The blood-stained snake spear arrogantly struck at the potter and took an extremely provocative posture.
"Zhang Fei, do you really want to learn from that Guan Yu, do you want to insist on going to the black on one road" The potter's eagle eyes condensed slightly, and the fire of murderous anger in his eyes suddenly ignited.
Before he had an attack, the generals of the Wei army on the left and right were enraged by Zhang Fei's wild words, and they were furious in an instant.
"Your Majesty, this guy is so arrogant, let me go out and cut off the head of this eggless eunuch."
The second fool Luo Shixin shouted angrily with a big gun.
Yang Zaixing also said angrily: "Your Majesty, this surnamed Zhang doesn't know what to do, so he let the minister go out and kill him." ” "Your Majesty, please also go to war and kill this stubborn thief" Wu Song, who didn't have much of a proud record, couldn't wait to stand up and ask for battle.
Wei Chigong waved his big iron whip and said disdainfully: "What kind of excitement are you all about, he is alone, do you still need to make a move, just Your Majesty gave an order, let's go up with thousands of troops and horses, and drown that dog day with a mouthful of spittle." ” Yang Zaixing, Wu Song and Luo Shixin, all three of them are talented, once the talent is triggered, the martial arts will surpass Zhang Fei in a certain period of time, and the three of them will come out, and anyone will have a chance to kill Zhang Fei.
Zhang Fei, who is the general of the Han Dynasty, is second only to Guan Yu in status, if he can kill Zhang Fei, it will be tantamount to making an immortal achievement.
Immortal merits will naturally be rewarded with unprecedented heaviness, which is also one of the reasons why the generals bravely ask for battle.
Of course, Wei Chigong also wanted to get such a great credit, but unfortunately his "door god" talent was purely defensive talent, and he could carry it hard with Zhang Fei, but it was impossible to kill Zhang Fei, so this credit naturally did not have his share.
Wei Chigong pondered in his heart, I can't get this miracle man, and I can't get you cheaply, so let's just rush up and destroy Zhang Fei, and no one wants to catch it.
Looking at Zhang Fei, who was not in a hurry, the pottery merchant Qinglong knife was horizontal, and he shouted proudly: "You and others have retreated, I will personally surrender him" As soon as these words came out, all the generals immediately fell silent and consciously stepped aside, ready to enjoy the performance of the Son of Heaven.
They all knew that the Son of Heaven's martial arts had miraculously rushed to the strength of a half-step martial saint, and they all had deep curiosity, wanting to see the Son of Heaven's brave demeanor.
That Zhang Fei heard that the pottery merchant was going to fight him in person, and he was even more stimulated to the point of madness, and shouted: "Pottery thief, I, Zhang Fei, are waiting for you here, dare to fight with me."
The pottery merchant Qinglong knife slowly raised, pointed at Zhang Fei from afar, and said disdainfully: "Zhang Fei, today I will defeat you with my own hands and kill you to the point of convincing."
Before the words fell, I saw a golden streamer burst out of the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it traveled a distance of more than a dozen steps, and shot towards him.
The potter made a move Zhang Fei frowned, and before he could reply to a cruel word, the potter's man and his rider had already crashed into his eyes like a mortal god.
Under the morning light, the golden armor reflects the golden light of hunting, dazzling as the sun, the golden light is magnificent, and it is extremely domineering.
The golden figure was as majestic as a mountain, and the green attack knife in his hand rolled up the hunting wind, carrying the power of the overwhelming waves, and slashed towards Zhang Fei.
When the blade was still a few feet away, the wild force was like an invisible mountain, and it was violently pressed down, pressing the vacuum and making a whining explosion, piercing Zhang Fei's eardrums and wanting to shatter.
Critical talent triggers Force value, 101 The potter with the triple destiny in his body, how strong his luck is, as soon as he kills with a knife, he triggers the critical hit talent.
The sky-breaking sword, carrying the madness of the junior martial saint, slashed with lightning.
"When did this kid of the junior martial saint actually rush to the martial arts of the junior martial saint, it is really incredible" Zhang Fei's heart was horrified, his eyes almost burst out, and his unbelievable distorted expression obviously couldn't believe that the gentleman in Xuzhou had miraculously cultivated the strong martial arts of a junior martial saint.
This martial arts is extremely strange, and it is simply beyond the absolute saint Zhang Fei, who was stunned, had no time to be frightened, tried his best to suppress his tumbling thoughts, took a breath, danced with both arms, and swung out the snake spear with all his strength, blocking it head-on.
The snake spear danced out, carrying the madness of the half-step martial saint, setting off a bloody storm and slashing upward. rumble There was a loud bang when the sky cracked.
The huge crashing sound, as if the sky had been pierced, and the sound of the metal stabbing of the hunt pierced everyone's eardrums to shatter.
The potter rushed forward like this, and he already had the bonus of the power of inertia, as well as the weight of the Qinglong Knife, and the power of the junior martial saint of 101 points, how fierce the power was.
At the moment of impact, Zhang Fei's body suddenly shook, and he felt that the endless surging power poured into his body like a torrent, wantonly tearing his blood veins and muscles.
Under the shock, Zhang Fei's arms were pressed to the point of bending inch by inch, and the joint muscles on his arms were frantically torn, clicking, and almost cracking.
The surging force of the landslide easily penetrated his body-protecting qi wall, surging into his body, stirring his qi and blood turbulent, as if he had been beaten by an invisible whip.
"Qinglong Knife, this kid is actually suppressing me with the second brother's Qinglong Knife, hateful, hateful" Under the oppression, the anger in Zhang Fei's heart was ignited, and the rolling madness was surging.
With a beastly roar, Zhang Fei's arms burst out, and he rose to the limit to swing the potter's green dragon knife.
Immediately after, the snake spear in his hand stabbed out like lightning, wrapped in the raging anger that he wanted to avenge Guan Yu, and blasted towards the potter.
"Do you want to avenge Guan Yu, then today I will use Guan Yu's knife to cut you off the horse, look at the knife" The pottery merchant shouted proudly, and the green dragon knife in his hand broke through the wind, stirring off a bloody storm and slashing up.
The knife and the spear collided again in an instant syllable Splashing sparks overshadowed the morning light, and the metal roar of hunting resounded through the wilderness again.
Brawn, 100 The critical talent is really triggered randomly, even if the potter has multiple heavenly mandates, it will not trigger all the moves, and this move is attacked, and it will return to his full hundred force value.
At the moment of impact, the figures of the potter and Zhang Fei were shocked, and the qi and blood in their chests were rolling and rolling, and they were not as calm as Fang Cai's move.
"Why did this kid's martial arts suddenly become weaker again, could it be that Fang Cai was just accidental, he just rushed to the half-step Martial Saint, and did not break through to the junior Martial Saint."
Zhang Fei's eyes lit up, his fighting spirit burned wildly, and in the low roar, the snake spear in his hand splashed out of the air, and swept towards the potter.
"The martial arts of the Son of Heaven have always been erratic and unpredictable, but he is playing Zhang Fei again."
The generals who watched the formation also had the same guess in their minds.
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Originally, a half-step martial saint like Zhao Yun was strong, but when he saw the pottery merchant strike out with one move and exerted the combat power of the junior martial saint, he was still amazed at the wonder of the pottery merchant's talent, and in just a few days, he broke through again and reached the incredible junior martial saint realm.
Immediately afterwards, at the time of the second move, the potter's force recovered to a half-step martial saint, and he was on a par with Zhang Fei.
Zhao Yun and the others were surprised in their hearts, and couldn't help but think of the fluctuating picture of the potter's force when they fought with the pottery merchant, and thought that the Son of Heaven had absolute self-confidence, which was deliberately not showing his real skills, and wanted to play Zhang Fei and show off his martial arts.
"The Son of Heaven is really important" The generals secretly sighed in their hearts, and they were not worried, they only smiled and watched the performance of the Son of Heaven.
How could they know the secret of the potter?
If the potter really wanted to show off his strength, he would have done his best to defeat Zhang Fei within a few moves, which is called a real show-off.
Critical hit talents have a chance to trigger.
Even if he has multiple destiny in his body, it is impossible for him to be lucky enough to trigger it all the time, most of the moves are only the power of a half-step martial saint, how can he take Zhang Fei in a moment.
In the face of Zhang Fei's fierce attack, the potter was calm, and the green dragon knife in his hand danced wildly, receiving Zhang Fei's fierce attack.
The two of them fought together in an instant.
In the morning light, the dust danced wildly, and the shock wave from the explosion swelled out, splashing out one after another, cutting countless trenches into the ground.
The fierce wind burst the vacuum within a radius of eight zhang, oppressing those soldiers to the point of almost suffocation.
Twenty strokes passed.
Potters have the upper hand.
Although his basic martial arts value is the same as Zhang Fei's, he is a 100 half-step martial saint, but he has a talent for critical hits, and from time to time he bursts out the combat power of several junior martial saints, easily suppressing Zhang Fei, and even shocking Zhang Fei to the point that his internal organs are injured.
Force value, 107 A heavy knife as high as 107 points bombarded out, shocking Zhang Fei's body violently, the tiger's mouth cracked, blood seeped out from between his five fingers, and the agitated qi and blood even reached his throat.
The potter's breath did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he even laughed wildly: "Zhang Fei, with your little ability, you dare to shout and fight to the death with me, it's a joke."
Blatant humiliation, what disdain, simply regarded Zhang Fei as an ant.
Zhang Fei was instantly stimulated to a rage, roaring like a beast and shouting: "Tao thief, how dare you underestimate me Zhang Fei, I will make you pay the price, go to death" For the sake of the last dignity, Zhang Fei gritted his teeth fiercely, the muscles and bones of his arms exploded, the contours of his chest cavity also expanded sharply, and his whole body seemed to explode. rampage In order to kill the potter, Zhang Fei did not hesitate to compromise his yang life, stimulate the potential of his life, let his body enter a state of super-negative operation, and entered the realm of rage.
Force value 101 Force value 103 Force value 105 In an instant, Zhang Fei's martial arts soared, with a heaven-shattering beast roar, and the spear in his hand carried a force value of 105 points, setting off the wild dust that covered the sky, and the potters were slashed in all directions. isjgy: