The veteran Lian Po, who was in the wild killing, keenly sensed a fierce murderous aura. He looked up and swept his head and suddenly saw a figure like an iron tower, pushing towards Zhengji.

Before the fight was reached, the murderous aura had already arrived first.

It's Guan Yu.

When meeting his old opponent again, Lian Po was not afraid at all.

When the battle of Yishui was in the beginning, Lian Po was not very clear about Guan Yu's martial arts. After experiencing that battle, Lian Po knew Guan Yu well and naturally his confidence increased.

"A proud young man, I will accompany you for a few more moves." Lian Po let out a long roar, danced his sword to kill the riots, and left Guan Yu.

Two streams of lights passed through the blood mist in the sky and collided with a loud bang.

A deafening metal sound came out of the air, deafening, overwhelming the sound of shouting and killing that had passed the battlefield.

The two riders made a flash of lightning move and then passed by.

Lian Po's blood and blood only swayed slightly, and he fell down in a blink of an eye. When he returned to his horse, he was hitting Guan Yu's shocked expression.

In the battle of Yishui, Guan Yu's first three swords, although he failed to kill Lian Po, had great oppression on Lian Po. However, after several months of fighting, he tried his best and took the sword of a storm, but Lian Po was so calmly taken over by Lian Po.

Lian Po's calm expression and steady breathing all shocked Guan Yu deeply.

In the distance, the pottery merchant who had been sweating for Lian Po secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Liang Po is indeed getting stronger. After more than half a year of experience, his martial arts has improved a lot. I don't need to use the system to scan it. Just look at his momentum of taking Guan Yu's sword, his martial arts value will reach at least 95."

When Tao Shang secretly praised her, his eyes turned and shouted, "Guan Yu, your martial arts are getting back to the point of being trained. Why not just dismount and surrender. I will ask General Lian to spare your life."

When Guan Yu heard this, his red face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and his anger erupted like a volcano.

Looking at the world of the Han Dynasty, several people dared to make the beautiful-bearded man dismount and surrender. Tao Shang's contemptuous words were simply the greatest humiliation to Guan Yu.

"Tao Thief, I want your dog's head!" With such unprecedented stimulation, how could Guan Yu swallow his anger? He shouted like a muffled thunder and rushed towards the pottery merchant.

Tao Shang was sneering. His humiliating words were of course intentionally angering Guan Yu. He knew that Guan Yu was arrogant and whenever his opponent was disrespectful to him, he was easily aroused by anger and lost control.

"Who dares to hurt my lord?" Facing Guan Yu who was rushing towards him like a tiger and wolf, Lian Po did not give him a chance, shouted loudly, and slapped his horse and intercepted him.

In an instant, Lian Po came in a slanted direction, blocking in front of Guan Yu, and swept out with the force of falling mountains and swept out, radially slashing Guan Yu in half.

Guan Yu had to give up killing Tao Shang, shouted softly, and the Qinglong Sword also swept out diagonally with blood mist.

Bang!

Another loud metal clash, sparks splattered in the blood mist, and Lian Po and Guan Yu's figures shook slightly at the same time.

After taking Guan Yu's second heavy sword, Lian Po's qi and blood swayed slightly, he took a breath and forced himself to calm down, and then swept out with another sword.

The two warriors whose martial power values ​​reached the highest level in the world showed their strengths. The two swords danced like the wind and fought together.

When layers of iron curtains covered the radius of about a meter, the swords that were accidentally approached were all unlucky to become unfair ghosts under the knife.

In the film of lightning, thirty moves passed by, Lian Po exudes his heroic spirit, and his sword style is like waves, stacked and rolling out, fighting with Guan Yu to a evenly match.

With the strength of the two of them, how could they decide the outcome without killing five hundred moves?

At this time, Liu Bei, who was in charge of the formation, had already woken up from his initial shock.

Like Guan Yu, he did not expect that the pottery merchant would even arm a heavy cavalry, and with just these hundred cavalry, he easily defeated Guan Yu's front army.

Seeing that Guan Yu and Lian Po could not fight, Tao Shang's army was pressing forward, and the front army was in danger of collapse, Liu Bei finally couldn't sit still.

Before long, Liu Bei shouted anxiously: "Yide, take two thousand central troops forward to help your second brother."

Zhang Fei received the order and rushed forward with two thousand soldiers and horses. A large shield was in front of him, and a long halberd was poked out in the gap. In a moment, a tight iron wall was made of.

The momentum of these two thousand people was completely different from Guan Yu's three thousand front troops. They were solemn and dead, with expressionless faces, and a momentum that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing color.

The two thousand soldiers led by Zhang Fei were not ordinary soldiers, but the famous Qingzhou soldiers.

The Qingzhou soldiers were originally Qingxu Yellow Turbans. After Cao Cao pacified Yanzhou, he subdued millions of Yellow Turbans and selected their elite troops to form a powerful elite soldier, named Qingzhou soldiers.

The Qingzhou soldiers were born in the Yellow Turbans and were all life-threatening bandits. They were extremely brave. When Cao Cao was attacked by Lu Bu, only a few cities were left. It was thanks to the Qingzhou soldiers that they recaptured Yanzhou.

After Liu Bei defected to Cao Cao, in order to let him control Lu Bu and Tao Shang, Cao Cao allocated two thousand Qingzhou soldiers to him, allowing him to seize Xiaopei and act according to the opportunity.

Therefore, these two thousand Qingzhou soldiers are the elites that Liu Bei relied on.

It was precisely because of this Qingzhou army that Liu Bei dared to retreat as usual when Guan Yu's former army was defeated and the situation was not favorable to him. He wanted Zhang Fei to lead the Qingzhou army to kill and fight.

"With my elite Qingzhou soldiers, even if you have a hundred cavalry, you can't defeat me. Pottery merchant, do you think I, Liu Bei, is the Liu Bei of the past? This time, I am prepared..." Liu Bei looked at his elite Qingzhou from afar, stroked his beard with his hand, and a confident look reappeared in his face.

Just as Liu Bei was just proud, the sound of a long and distant horn suddenly sounded in the southwest direction, as if it was from another world.

Liu Bei instinctively looked up. In his vision, he saw many dust rising. In the flying dust, there seemed to be countless cavalrymen, just like ghosts emerging from the underworld, coming towards him.

Five hundred light cavalry, led by Fan Kuai, came wildly.

"The Tao thief, in addition to the heavy cavalry, he also brought light cavalry?"

Liu Bei's expression turned pale in an instant, and he was shocked. He obviously did not expect that this battle was not just as simple as pursuing Zhang Liao. The main purpose was to deal with him. Not only did he bring one hundred heavy cavalry, but also five hundred light cavalry.

"Liu Bei, I didn't expect that I would value you so much and taste the feeling of being crushed by my Iron Cavalry again..."

When the Tao merchant sneered, Fan Kuai had already led 500 light cavalry toward Zhang Fei's Qingzhou military formation and rushed toward the side and backward.

The iron cavalry rolled, splashing the dust in the sky, and the pig-killing knife in Fan Kuai's hand was flowing with cold light, like a black lightning that crashed into the enemy formation first.

Although the Qingzhou soldiers were elite, they were like all infantry in the world. When facing the cavalry's surprise attack, their biggest weakness was their weak flank protection.

Now Fan Kuai's iron cavalry unexpectedly came from the side and back. Before Zhang Yi could change the formation, the iron cavalry rushed to the scene.

The big sword swept out like a wheel, carrying the overwhelming force. Wherever the blade passed, fog and rain splashed, and broken limbs and broken halberds flew out from all directions.

Amid the tragic roar, Fan Kuai easily tore a hole in the enemy formation like the sharpest spear. The iron cavalry behind him surged out, like a hungry tiger and wolf, smashing the enemy into pieces in a moment.

When the battle broke out in the wilderness, the formation was lost and the advantage was gone. Two thousand Qingzhou soldiers were instantly in chaos and were killed back and forth by the Tao army's cavalry who rushed forward.

Zhang Fei knew that the defeat was decided, but he couldn't swallow this and still fought to the death with his own strength.

But when he saw the snake spear in his hand, he waved out the wind, and the infinite shadow of the spear shot out. As the blade passed, more than ten cavalrymen were stabbed and dropped from their horses in a blink of an eye.

Fan Kuai soon discovered Zhang Fei's shadow.

The black-bearded enemy general had great martial arts skills, and his killing was as easy as slaughtering a dog or a chicken. Among Liu Bei's army, the only one who could have such ability was Guan Yu.

Fan Kuai was also as brave as a tiger. He had experienced Guan Yu's power, but he didn't know how great Zhang Fei was. He grabbed the horse's belly with his legs, and rode his horse and danced his sword and looked at Zhang Fei to kill him.

"Hei Charcoal Head, your Grandpa Fan is here, try the ecstasy of your pig-killing knife--"

Fan Kuai, who was roaring wildly, swept across the blade, cutting the small soldiers blocking the way like a broken catkin, and pounced on Zhang Fei like the wind.
Chapter completed!