Amid the low and solemn buzzing sound, the dazzling and blazing sword light roared and tore the air like a wild beast out of the cage. It almost condensed into a substantial evil aura that made him stiffen his body, who had few swords and weapons. He could only watch the light filled with the smell of death in his vision, and he became bigger and bigger...

Zheng!

In the sound of the thunderous attack of weapons, the dazzling Mars exploded directly in front of Huangfu Song's eyes, which made his shocked eyes slowly return to their original agility and calmness. In the field of vision, a thick ink spear stretched out obliquely, resisting the sword that almost took his life. Amid the harsh friction, a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Yi Zhen... retreat quickly, this person is handed over to Yu to deal with it."

As the sound of words, the gun blade trembled rapidly, and the cold gun flower blocked the dark golden sword that suddenly changed the sword path again. At the same time, the palm-sized hand slapped the gun hard. The ink-colored spear turned into several black shadows like a black dragon in the sea, and a strong attack. As soon as his feet slipped, Zhu Jun's majestic body was already blocking Huangfu Song. His copper bell-like eyes were staring at Chen Fei opposite him, with a violent energy wrapped around his body, and he said quickly: "Yizhen, drag this person, you can lead the army to leave here quickly. Otherwise, once the previous thief army returned, most of us and the 40,000 elite soldiers would be left here!"

"You..." Huangfu Song's eyes, who had returned to calmness, had a complex light flashed in his eyes. He took a breath, but he didn't say anything more. He bent down and held the long sword that had fallen before tightly, turned to the opposite direction, but suddenly stopped and said dryly: "Then, Jun... let's part here."

"Yeah!" The general named Zhu Jun waved his spear in his hand to smash the arc-shaped sword energy that broke through the air. The tiger's mouth kept trembling, but the sound was a very quiet thing that was rare in daily life: "Dai said to Xi's smoke, "I have broken the appointment."

"...Um."

"Drink!"

Two loud shouts with different tones sounded at the same time. The two generals from the great man suddenly crossed by. Huangfu Song held a long sword and rushed towards the other direction. The energy wrapped around him and dragged his afterimages behind him. If someone with enough eyesight could clearly see that his originally elegant and gentle face was full of ferociousness, like a lonely wolf who had lost everything. There seemed to be a faint light of water in his unwilling eyes.

..June, go well...

..In the future, I will destroy the Yellow Turban and take the head of the neck to pay tribute to you...

At the same time, Zhu Jun waved the black spear in his hand and rushed towards the young man covered with yellow turbans on his forehead. His strength was poured into the weapons in his hand without reservation. His powerful aura was mixed with the tragic aura of death and death, which made Chen Fei's eyes deeper and deeper-the level of strength in the main world's golden level! And his killing intention was far better than that.

Is it just a general who doesn’t know his name among the Three Kingdoms, so he already has such ability?

A Romance of the Three Kingdoms has buried many heroes!

The sharp blade in his hand cut through the sky, and intersected with the ink-colored spear several times in a flash. The scorching spark collided from the two clashes, but was blown away by the energy wrapped by the next strike. The huge metal sound like thunder seemed to come from the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, not just from the two people. The biting murderous aura, the harsh and burning flame, seemed to be intimidated by it, and did not dare to burn it at all.

Bang ~

A sudden explosion sounded, and the two men who were originally fighting in a group suddenly retreated. In the heavy breathing, the crisp sound of ticking was inexplicably harsh. A deep trace was drawn from Chen Fei's shoulder pads, but they were not injured. There was a deep hole in Zhu Jun's chest opposite, and black and red blood flowed out, dyeing the originally mighty battle armor into a deep red. The breath of life slowly disappeared from him unwillingly.

..Is it possible to achieve this level?..

A thick arm was pressed hard on his chest, and a thunderous energy wrapped around it, covering the wound that was constantly flowing blood. His eyes were bloody and looked at Chen Fei opposite him. A hideous smile appeared on his thick and bold face. He held the spear that had been with him for more than ten years in his right hand, stretching his already unstable body straightened with difficulty, and letting out a roar of rage.

"How can you do it! How can you do it!"

Amid the roar, the left hand that was originally covering his chest was held firmly on the gun. The light blue energy wrapped around his body turned into a black and red color as if stained by the hot blood in his chest. The momentum was far more violent and violent than before, causing Chen Fei's pupils to shrink slightly.

Under the reflection of the painted black pupils, the violent general rushed towards him in a crazy manner with the same violent spear, but he did not rush towards Chen Fei directly. He paused suddenly when he was still ten meters away. The deep uneasiness that emerged in his heart made Chen Fei change his previous preparations instantly. With force on his feet, he quickly retreated backwards, but the lightness skills that had always been Chen Fei's strongest were a little late at this time.

"The traitor, take the last...

"Wu Shuang Dancing!"

With the crazy shout, the spear in his hand disappeared instantly. The air turned into a viscous liquid, causing Chen Fei's retreating body to pause at a rapid speed. At the same time, countless cold spear lights appeared in the nearby space almost at the same time, exuding a bitter breath like stars in the sky. It paused clearly in the air, and it gathered in a place and shot towards Chen Fei. The layers of air waves were straight away, and countless sounds of breaking through the air sounded at the same time, as if they were as shocking as a dragon's roar, causing Chen Fei's pupils to shrink suddenly.

The long sword in his hand was almost subconsciously raised, and his energy and spirit were mixed with all his body's strength, and it was injected into it in a unique rhythm. The cold, which was so pure that there was no trace of impurities, instantly emerged on the sword body, and then slashed into the heavy rain-like gun light.

【Break】!

Amid the banging sound, the shattered sword and spear lights scattered everywhere, slashing deep marks on the earth. Zhu Jun, the general of the Han Dynasty who was unparalleled before, had closed his eyes, and the breath disappeared from his majestic body, but he stood upright, and the ink-colored spear was tightly held in his hand and refused to relax.

Chen Fei on the opposite side was also in a mess at this time. The armor on his body became ragged in the previous qi shooting, and red blood kept oozing out from his shoulders. However, the young man didn't care about these things at this time. A voice in his mind kept echoing, making his eyes a little dazed.

"Wu Shuang Dancing... Here is..."

“The Three Kingdoms are unparalleled!”
Chapter completed!