Chapter 162: One shot shocks two generals

One of these two people is a black-faced black horse, black iron halberd, and the other is a white-faced white horse, bright silver spear, black and white intertwined, the gun and halberd collided, and the sound of clanging was endless. Mars burst into pieces, hitting the world and making the world cry and the gods frightened.

Horses wrestled, and people fought against each other. The two fought from the entrance of the village to the entrance of the village, and then from the entrance of the village. The entire mountain village became their battlefield. The two horses kept hovering, and the guns and halberds kept hitting each other. A hundred rounds passed in a blink of an eye, but the two still failed to decide the outcome.

Zhao Yunliang's silver spear shook away, guarding it without any wind and rain, attacking it with a storm, and killing it with a storm. The spear passed, and the spear light suddenly appeared, captivating people's hearts.

Dian Wei's man was tall and big, holding two large iron halberds, like a human-shaped beast, and was unstoppable. The two large iron halberds blocked left and right, and he would roar with each halberd, with a powerful and loud sound, and the area covered by the two halberds dimmed.

Dian Wei was just fighting and had no grudges and grudges with Zhao Yun. At the beginning, he just had a competitive attitude. Although the fight was fierce and fierce, he did not act seriously. But Zhao Yun was different. He regarded Dian Wei as the murderer of massacre of the villagers. He was as frightened as the sky, and he was killing his life. He kept his guns away from Dian Wei's vital points, wishing he could penetrate Dian Wei with one shot.

The masters fought, and the only difference was that half of the move. Dian Wei was careless and a little gap appeared on his back. Zhao Yun's birds and spears took advantage of the momentum and left a deep blood mark on his back, and the blood was flowing like a stream. Although Dian Wei was born with thick skin and thick flesh, it was not considered a major injury, but it also made him tremble in pain.

"You little face, you're really fucking!" Dian Wei was in pain, his tiger eyes glared at Zhao Yun and roared.

"I wish I could shoot you!" Zhao Yun also looked ruthless, and the attack became even faster.

Now, Dian Wei, a fierce man, stopped doing it, and was also shot out of real fire. He waved his halberd sharply with his hands, and used those killer moves. The two of them were originally half a catty, and no one could do anything to each other. This anger seemed to be a ignited volcano and completely erupted.

The rapture was roaring, and the spears were spearing out. Most of the trees around Zhaojia Village were destroyed by them, and large and small earth pits were blasted out on the ground. This battle was so shocking that it was completely a battle between life and death. If there was a slight rudeness, someone would die here.

When the villagers of Zhaojia Village saw the Yellow Turban Army fleeing, they also returned to the village.

Huangfu Jian also brought Diao Chan and his servant into the village. Seeing that Zhao Yun and Dian Wei started fighting, Huangfu Jian didn't care at first, and he also wanted to see how martial arts of these two legendary fierce men were.

But after seeing the two of them fighting desperately, Huangfu Jian couldn't sit still. If they continued to fight like this, both sides were injured. Huangfu Jian didn't want these two people to be really hurt!

"Long Yi, the gun is coming!" Huangfu Jian looked at the two ferocious people who were entangled with each other, his face wrinkled slightly, and he reached out to Long Yi and said.

"No!" Long Yi agreed, took off the war god gun that was broken into two pieces from the horse's back and handed it to Huangfu Jian.

Huangfu Jian held a gun in his hand, and the two guns were united, driving the horse toward the place where the two were fighting.

Just when Huangfu Jian arrived at the place where the two of them fought, the war between Zhao Yun and Dian Wei had reached a heightened level.

"Hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix!"

Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and thousands of gun shadows were shook in his hand. In an instant, the sky was filled with gun lights, and there were bright lights everywhere, surpassing the sun in the sky. Among these thousands of gun shadows, the true body of the silver gun came to Dian Wei and hit Dian Wei's throat.

"Tiger roars and lions!"

Almost at the same time, Dian Wei also roared, and his tall tiger body jumped up, jumped onto the horse's back, and two large iron halberds were swung high, hitting Zhao Yun's head regardless of order. If this time it was smashed, not to mention that Zhao Yun's head was made of flesh, even granite would be smashed to pieces.

The bright silver spear was as fast as lightning, and its momentum was as fast as thunder, stabbing Dian Wei's throat. A pair of large iron halberds hit Zhao Yun's head with the force of Mount Tai. If nothing unexpected happens, these two will lose their lives under the opponent's tricks and will never be spared!

"Ah..." The people watching the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

It was a long time to say it, and then it was soon! At this critical moment, Huangfu Jian shook the War God Spear, and the airflow around the War God Spear rolled, and each air circle was formed. The War God Spear inserted two magic weapons straight at a strange angle, twisting up and down.

"open!"

Huangfu Jian let out a long roar, his arms competed, and a huge force burst out from the War God Spear. He turned around and shook the two magic weapons away.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

A huge force attacked the three people, and even the three cavalry could not help but retreated.

Huangfu Jian was at the same time with the power of two masters. Although he was a little tricky, he still had the greatest force, so he retreated the farthest until he stopped twenty steps away. Although the war horse under his seat was extremely majestic, he almost couldn't support it. After stopping, his legs still trembled.

Zhao Yun and Dian Wei were not much better, and their faces were red, glaring at each other like cockfighting.

The three of them had no worse than the stern stern of the "God of War" Lu Bu that day. If Huangfu Jian had not made great progress in martial arts recently, he might have suffered heavy damage again. Even so, Huangfu Jian's chest would have been churned and his arms were numb.

A loud "boom" sound formed a huge deep pit among the three, separating the three people from afar.

"Dian Wei hasn't retreated yet!" Huangfu Jian glared at Dian Wei and shouted.

"No!" Dian Wei was very reluctant, thinking that if I, Lao Dian, had someone beaten him, and would be scolded by the lord.

"I dare to ask who is the hero, why did you fight with me and kill me without asking me?" Huangfu Jian shouted Dianwei and turned to Zhao Yun and asked.

Although Huangfu Jian knew that the person in front of him was Changshan Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong, others didn't know! He still had to ask clearly.

Zhao Yun was shocked by Huangfu Jian's shot, and his heart was shocked. He knew that the person in front of him was unfathomable and far above the giant man he knew. Today, he met two peerless masters, which made Zhao Yun very shocked. When did so many masters suddenly appear in the world? Zhao Yun's somewhat proud heart was greatly stimulated.

"I'm Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong in Changshan! I don't know who you are, why do you want to massacre these innocent villagers?" Zhao Yun reported his name and asked Huangfu Jian again.

Until this time, Zhao Yun regarded Huangfu Jian, Dian Wei and others as the murderers who massacred the villagers.

"Zhao Zilong, Changshan, has good martial arts skills! But he is too reckless! Look carefully at whoever is dead on the ground, ask the people in your village, and then talk to me!" Huangfu Jian snorted coldly, his aura rising, making people irresistible.

After hearing what Huangfu Jian said, Zhao Yun carefully observed the corpse lying on the ground. However, he found that these people were wearing yellow turbans on their heads and did not recognize one of them, so he knew that he might have blamed the good person wrongly.

"Zhao Yun, you blamed these heroes for wrongly, they saved the lives of the whole village!" At this time, several older villagers also knew what had happened, so they hurried over and said to Zhao Yun.

When Zhao Yun saw that the old village chief, familiar villagers were all in front of him, and they all lived well, his face turned red. He turned over and got off the white dragon horse and first came to the front of the great Han Dianwei.

After coming to Dian Wei, Zhao Yun bowed and said, "Zhao Yun thanked the hero for saving the villagers. He was reckless and accidentally injured the hero. Please forgive him!"

"You little boy, you don't have to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank my lord! You have good martial arts skills, and I like it. I won't blame you for playing a few more games with me in the future!" The big boss Heidian Wei smiled, but didn't take it seriously.

Dian Wei said in his heart that it turned out to be a misunderstanding. It was not a big deal that this crazy guy tried his best to fight for him. He even shot him. It was really unlucky.

"I thank you, Zhao Yun, for your kindness. May I ask you, your kindness? " Of course, Zhao Yun also knew that Huangfu Jian was the head of this group of people. After Xiang Dianwei was guilty of him, he ran to Huangfu Jian.

"I am the general of the west of the city, Huangfu Jian, is also very good!" Huangfu Jian looked at Zhao Yun, liked him in his heart, and said calmly.

"My benefactor is the war god, Marquis Wu, General Zhenxi?" Zhao Yun was so surprised that his eyes almost fell off. After a long time, he was fighting with General Zhenxi, so it was not a big deal for these people to be so powerful.

The name of Huangfu Jian is well known to warriors and is regarded as a role model for warriors. Now that he sees his idol right in front of him, can Zhao Yun not be excited?

"The grass man Zhao Yun pays homage to the general!" Zhao Yun knelt respectfully and kowtowed.

"Get up! Zhao Yun, I think you have good martial arts skills. Are you willing to join the Zhenxi Army and follow me to whip the horse and gallop across the battlefield?" Huangfu Jian looked at Zhao Yun with a smile and asked in a deep voice.

"The villain is just thinking about this, but he is not able to visit the general!" Zhao Yun replied excitedly.

"So great! You are already the general under this general!" Huangfu Jian said with a slight joy.

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