Zhao Yun brandished the silver spear and rolled up a cloud of cold light, like a nine-day waterfall, with one enemy and two, fighting Chang Mao and Hu Yanqing alone, and did not fall behind at all.
Chang Mao relied on his strength to outperform, and reverberated the Yuwang lance in his hand, slashing horizontally and vertically, which had both strength and change, so that Zhao Yun did not dare to underestimate it.
Hu Yanqing wielded a pair of tiger-headed purple gold hammers weighing eighty pounds each, like a pair of lanterns rotating back and forth, the momentum was heavy, and if he was not careful, he would be shot off the horse, which made Zhao Yun concentrate and use all his strength to fight with the two strong enemies.
The general of the hammer stick is invincible, and when it comes to the powerful general with the hammer, anyone will have a headache, because they dare not collide with weapons at all, and can only win by skill.
When the strength is so strong that it ignores all factors, it can reach the realm of "one force to ten meetings", and Huyanqing is far from reaching that level at present; But with Chang Mao, who was holding a horse lance, they complemented each other, attacking and defending in an orderly manner, and gradually suppressed Zhao Yun after twenty rounds.
But Changshan Zhao Zilong is not in vain, although he is in danger, he is not chaotic, he shouted, changed his tricks, took risks with guns, changed his moves, and used a change of a thousand catties to counter the opponent's one-strength reduction ten.
"Ding Dong Zhao Yun is in a disadvantageous realm, the special attribute of the desperate situation has exploded, the force is 5, and the current force value has risen to 112" was caught off guard by Zhao Yun's sudden change in playing style, and the advantage that Chang Mao and Hu Yanqing had just established together disappeared, and the situation turned into a situation of equal strength again.
The three generals walked in a row, fighting like a marquee, trampling on the dust, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner after 30 rounds.
Meng Ben has not made great achievements since he joined Liu Yu's command, seeing that Ju Wuba and Chang Mao have been in the limelight, and now he is holding a golden cooked copper stick and rushing out of the formation on foot, "Come on, come on, who dares to come and compete with me Meng Ben" If the fighting generals in front of the battle can win the victory in the open, they can greatly boost their morale and improve the fighting spirit of the soldiers.
Xu Huang has already lost a game, if he loses again, it will be extremely detrimental to the army's heart, and Yuwen Chengdu still has to stay to deal with Ju Wuba, Liu Wei turned his head and glanced around, and instructed Jiang Weidao: "Jiang Boyo, you go and compete with this Meng Ben."
He's just a step-by-step, you just have to be careful and you can win."
"Obey" Jiang Wei hugged the gun and agreed, and was about to urge the horse out of the battle, but found that a person had already gone out of the battle with a soft whip, only to see that the eyebrows in this life were clear, handsome, tall, and he could be regarded as a talent, but for a while, he couldn't remember who his surname was This person is none other than Yan Qing, the prodigal son who has silently protected Master Li for many years in Chengdu, and after being rejected by Master Li a few days ago, all thoughts were lost, and he held his breath in his heart to make contributions on the battlefield, which impressed Master Li.
But Yan Qing is good at wrestling hand-to-hand combat, not good at riding, facing the full armor, the enemy general who charges on a horse has no advantage, at this moment finally found a foot general called the formation, immediately rushed out of the camp as fast as possible, and pounced on Meng Ben.
"I am the big man Yan Qing, the thief will be rampant, let me accompany you to fight the male and female" With a shout, the seven-section soft whip in Yan Qing's hand swept towards Meng Ben's neck.
In order to protect Master Li, Yan Qing has been incognito and pretending to be a vendor, carrying a soft whip wrapped around her waist for self-defense.
At this moment, even on the battlefield, he still uses soft whips as weapons, instead of using blades such as knives and guns with more lethality.
Just now, a Cheng biting Jin was killed halfway, and now there is another Yan Qing volunteering, so that Jiang Wei can only rein in the reins, and shakes his head to Liu Wei to express his helplessness, he has not yet been out of the battle and was taken the first step, so he can't bully more and less But Liu Wei knew that there was a huge difference in the strength between Yan Qing and Meng Ben, and if Meng Ben still had hidden skills, he would be in danger of killing Yan Qing in seconds at any time, so he personally urged the horse to go out and take Meng Ben directly: "Yan Xiaoyi will give me a retreat" I only heard Meng Ben in the center of the battlefield laugh strangely: "Hmph, it looks like a jade tree in the wind, but you don't pay attention to the good of Longyang on the battlefield, it's a pity that you have a handsome skin."
When it was too late, the cooked copper stick in Meng Ben's hand stretched forward and picked it up against Yan Qing's soft whip. tried to entangle Yan Qing's soft whip, drag him into his arms, and then come to a hug and fall, so that he could taste the power of his wrestling king.
Regarding Meng Ben's performance, Yan Qing was also in the middle of it, and secretly rejoiced in her heart: "The thief will take the initiative to entangle my soft whip, and I am worried that I can't take him into my arms, and now I just want to throw him on all fours, and taste my Yan Qing's power."
Listening to the sound of "pop", the cooked copper stick in Meng Ben's hand and the seven-section whip in Yan Qing's hand were entangled, like lacquer and glue.
"Come over to me" Meng Ben used all his strength, clenched the cooked copper stick with both hands and pulled it into his arms.
"You come over to me" Yan Qing shouted at the same time, and pulled the soft whip into her arms, trying to pull Meng Ben in front of her, and then stopped her waist and hugged him to give him a throw.
As soon as the two competed, Yan Qing was suddenly taken aback, and the strength of the intuition of the other party was as continuous as a mountain and a sea, far from being able to compete with him, and his whole body was involuntarily pulled into the other party's arms.
Yan Qing didn't have time to think about it, threw away the soft whip in his hand, and hugged Meng Ben's waist with both hands, trying to use his wrestling skills to win by skill.
And Meng Ben was angry and dantian, squatting into a horse step with his feet on the ground, also wrapping his hands around Yan Qing's waist, picking it up hard, and throwing it behind his back.
"Ding Dong Meng Ben's special attribute wrestling king is launched, and the force is 5 when it is close to hand-to-hand combat, and it is randomly reduced by 13 points according to the opponent's strength.
Affected by the attributes of Meng Ben's wrestling king, Meng Ben's strength is 5, which rises to 101, and Yan Qing's strength is 1, which drops to 88 points."
"Hey-roar" Meng Ben's heavy drinking was full of anger, and in this confrontation of strength and skill, he achieved an overwhelming advantage, and suddenly threw Yan Qing over his head.
"Ahh Yan Qing was shocked, and she couldn't resist with all her strength, and was mercilessly thrown over her head by Meng Ben, wanting to stretch out her arm to support but it was too late.
I only heard the sound of "bang", and my head hit the granite ground solidly, and I lost consciousness when I landed, and my life and death were uncertain.
All this is just a blink of an eye, Liu Wei relied on chasing the wind and the white phoenix's four hooves to make the wind, holding the Variety Dragon Soul Gun, wanting to rescue with all his might, but he was also a step too late, and he could only watch Yan Qing being thrown over his head by Meng Ben, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
Seeing Meng Ben and his death to the enemy general, the morale of nearly 100,000 Western Han coalition troops was high, and they raised their swords and guns to cheer and cheer, "We will win, we will win", and the sound vibrated the world, like thunder and anger.
In the midst of the shouting and neighing, the bowstring of Yang Youjila, who had long been ready to go, was like a full moon, and it was an arrow running towards Meng Ben's head: "Give it to me" Listening to the sound of "whoosh", a powerful arrow broke through the air, rushing towards Meng Ben, who was enjoying the cheers, as fast as a meteor and as fast as lightning Meng Ben hadn't reacted yet, his ears heard the wind whistling, and he could only rely on his instinct to dodge with his face, whether Rao dodged fast enough, or was shot by an arrow in the ear, and grinned in pain, in pain.
Between the gaps between the white horses, Liu Wei had already urged the horse to kill, and the dragon soul spear in his hand was like a poisonous snake out of the hole, rushing to Meng Ben's throat with lightning speed and stabbing out of his ears, only to hear a "poof" sound, and suddenly slammed Meng Ben's thick neck into an egg-sized hole, from the front jaw into the back of the neck, after Liu Wei pulled out the spear, bright red blood suddenly spurted out.
"Hmm" Meng Ben covered his throat in pain, and before he could enjoy the cheers of victory, he immediately ushered in the end of death, which changed too quickly, which really caught him off guard, and he fell down unwillingly, dying.
"The Dingdong host assassinated Meng Ben with his own hands and obtained a resurrection fragment, and the total number of fragments currently owned has risen to 20, with 680 resurrection points, 35 pleasure points, and 50 hatred points."
Killing Meng Ben certainly made Liu Wei excited, but the system did not prompt Yan Qing to die, which made Liu Wei even more overjoyed.
Hurriedly turned over and dismounted to pick up Yan Qing, whose life and death were uncertain, and put it on the saddle, ready to turn the horse back to the battle, and hand it over to Li Shizhen, who went out with the army, for treatment, to see if he could be pulled back from the ghost gate.
Unexpectedly, the Son of Heaven personally went to battle, Yuwen Chengdu, Wen Yang, Jiang Wei and others were all taken aback, and they were about to go out to respond, but they found that Liu Wei had already killed Meng Ben in seconds and turned his horse back, and there was a cheer on board.
Behind him, the 80,000 Eastern Han soldiers all roared with joy, raised their weapons and shouted "Long live, long live, long live, long live" "Hugh is leaving, Liu Bian" I didn't expect Liu Wei to go out in person, and I didn't expect his martial arts to be even more different from what they used to be, although he took advantage of the light of cold arrows and fast horse sneak attacks, but he was able to stab Meng Ben to death with one shot, and his own martial arts were by no means idle.
Liu Yu shouted, personally urged the horse to chase, and reminded the giant to attack.
"Leave it to me, Liu Bianxiu go" With a thunderous shout, the tall giant Buba brandished the twisted scissors and rushed out of the formation, after the black tiger under the crotch was stabbed to death by Zhao Yun, with his ability to tame the beast, he captured a strong male bison near the Bison Ridge, and immediately stepped on a cloud of smoke and dust, and ran wildly to pursue.
"Big Mac Hugh is going to be rampant, I Yanren Zhang Yide is here, you and I will fight for another 300 rounds" A roar sounded in the distance, and the soldiers of the two armies who were shocked changed their colors, only to see a big banner with the word "Zhang" waving in the wind, Zhang Fei with a five-flowered horse under his crotch, and a spear of eight snakes in his hand galloped over.
Liu Wei knew that Ju Wu Ba was powerful, he didn't dare to fight, so he turned his horse and hurried away, but Ju Wu Ba chased after him, and was raised by Yang Youji to shoot three arrows in a row, blocking the momentum of the chase, and could only watch Liu Wei return to the formation.
Over there, Zhang Fei had already urged the horse to raise his spear, killed in front of him, and roared: "Hugh, surnamed Ju, is going to be rampant, come and fight me for 300 rounds." t1706231537: