Three Kingdoms: The ghost plotter taught Liu Bei to seize Jingzhou first

Just when Zhao Yun was immersed in the joy of killing Wei soldiers.

A thunderous roar suddenly broke through the air and sounded behind him.

He turned around suddenly and saw Ma Chao, like a god of war, galloping towards him, aiming directly at him.

"Ma Chao, I have been looking forward to fighting with you for a long time, and you are here just in time--"

Zhao Yun's laughter resounded through the sky.

Not only was he not afraid at all, but he was even more eager to fight.

So, he took a breath, tightly grasped the dragon gall spear in his hand, galloped on his horse, and met Ma Chao, who was "seven seven three" with great momentum.

A blood-soaked spear, dragging a long blood-colored trajectory, seemed to be carrying the power to destroy the world, and suddenly slashed out.

In an instant, the spears collided with each other.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar, like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth.

Accompanied by the splashing blood and air waves, it instantly swept around.

The ground under his feet seemed unable to withstand this force and was knocked out of the pit.

The two men trembled slightly under this shocking blow.

Following this, the blood in Ma Chao and Zhao Yun's bodies surged like rivers and seas, and the veins on their arms bulged and almost broke.

It was hard to tell who was better after a fight.

"Ma Chao, you are indeed as brave as Lu Bu. Let me fight you happily today!"

Zhao Yun's eyes were bloodshot due to excitement, and the dragon gall bladder spear in his hand seemed to turn into a violent storm, attacking Ma Chao all over the sky.

However,

Ma Chao was even more arrogant, and snorted coldly:

"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of fighting me?"

"Look at the gun!"

His words were full of contempt and disdain for Zhao Yun.

At the same time, he waved his war gun, weaving layers of gun nets, and confronted Zhao Yun's offensive head-on.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The gun shadows intertwined, and every collision burst out dazzling light and strong shock waves.

The rolling impact airflow enveloped everything around, so that any soldier who tried to get close was torn into pieces by this force.

Both of them were top martial artists in the world. If they wanted to determine the winner, it would be impossible without more than 300 moves.

"Meng Qi, I'll help you!"

At this critical moment, a thunderous roar came from the flank.

Zhao Yun looked sideways when he heard the voice, and saw a young general holding a long sword and breaking through the enemy formation. (To read the exciting novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

Wang Shuang.

A newly rising general of Wei State, he is braver than ten thousand men.

At this moment, Wang Shuang rushed into the battlefield like a thunder, which made Zhao Yun's heart tighten and his brows furrowed.

He had heard that Wang Shuang's martial arts were unparalleled, not inferior to the two heroes of Hebei in those days.

Although his martial arts were strong, he could not resist the combination of Ma Chao and Wang Shuang.

Just when Zhao Yun was uneasy, a roar that shook the mountains and rivers resounded in the sky again:

"How dare the dog thieves of Wei State be so rampant!"

"Zilong, I'll help you!"

Zhao Yun was overjoyed when he heard this. He looked back suddenly and saw Huang Zhong riding a horse with a spear in hand, rushing straight towards Wang Shuang like a storm through the sea of ​​blood...

Huang Zhong, the first veteran of the Han Dynasty, came at the critical moment.

Huang Zhong stepped on the road paved with blood, like a killing god, and instantly stood in front of Wang Shuang.

His arms were bulging with muscles, and the long sword in his hand was like a dragon, wrapped in rolling blood waves, and he chopped Wang Shuang's head.

Wang Shuang's eyes were wide open, and the long sword was like black lightning, slashing out from the front.

"Boom! ”

The two forces collided violently like a torrent.[]

The deafening roar made everyone's scalp numb.

The air wave swept around, and once again shook countless soldiers and horses.

Huang Zhong and Wang Shuang were both shocked. After the blood mist dissipated, the two weapons were close together, and it was difficult to tell which one was better.

"Old man, I want your life!"

Wang Shuang shouted angrily, his tiger body shook, and his long sword turned into a sky-high sword curtain, with a sharp whistling sound, and attacked Huang Zhong overwhelmingly.

"You little boy, let me show you my strength!"

Huang Zhong snorted disdainfully, and the long sword in his hand turned into countless sword shadows, facing Wang Shuang's attack.

The two fought in a group.