Chapter 5 Men's Promise

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At the moment when the sword was broken, Liu Feng suddenly had the illusion that he was not holding a sword in his hand, but a bunch of unbreakable wheat stalks.

When shocked, the killing style of the enemy sword was still not offset. In the case of no way to avoid it at all, the sharp and frightening blade hit Liu Feng's back armor fiercely. The iron armor, which is so strong that even a strong bow and a hard crossbow can block it, is easily cut like tofu at this moment.

In an instant, Liu Feng felt a sharp pain on his back, which was the pain caused by the blade passing through the thick armor and cutting through his skin. And it was this pain that suddenly woke Liu Feng up from the shock. His body was almost instinctive and leaned forward at the same time with the splitting of the enemy's sword.

The sword finally stopped when he entered the meat. Fortunately, Liu Feng reacted very quickly. Otherwise, he would have been cut in two pieces at this moment.

Life and death happened at the moment of electric fire. Liu Feng, who dodged the fatal blow, was angry. The long gun he took back and swept out to avenge the sword. And just as his body twisted, A Dou in his arms flew out.

The sword not only cut off Liu Feng's sword, cut his armor, cut into his skin, but also cut off the cloak tied back!

The war horse was running, and A Dou fell back quickly. When Liu Feng turned around, he had fallen to the ground heavily. Behind the landing baby, dozens of tigers and leopards were rushing. Seeing countless heavy hooves, they could trampled the weak life into mud in a blink of an eye.

'Maybe, let the boy die in the chaos like this, and I can restore the identity of Liu Bei's only son. At least, the awkward identity bound to himself can disappear to the birth of Liu Bei's next son.'

At the moment when A Dou landed, Liu Feng's dark mind crossed such an idea like lightning.

The flying horses' hoofs, wrapped in flying grass and dust, ruthlessly went to the crying baby.

'No, he is not the real curse. Since I promised Mrs. Mi to save him, how can I go back on my word like this!'

The terrible idea flashed away like a meteor. Immediately, Liu Fengxing's eyes were like a knife, shouted loudly, held the handle of the gun in both hands, and waved the gun out with all his strength.

The shot was not stabbed at the enemy general holding the sword, but slammed down and wedged into the land under his feet. At the same time, his feet jumped hard, and his whole body rose from the saddle. With the help of the silver gun, the forward habitual momentum was turned into the force of rotation. Liu Fengnuo's big body actually made a 180-degree turn along the handle of the gun.

Bang!

Both feet fell to the ground, shaking a piece of dust, the left ape arm poked out, and quickly picked up the Adou on the ground.

Dozens of tigers and leopard riders stared at this incredible scene with wide eyes. They have been fighting on the battlefield for many years. It is the first time they have seen such a strange move.

And the enemy general holding the sword thought that he was trying to kill the enemy with the advantage of the sword, but he never expected that in an instant, the young enemy general miraculously appeared behind him.

When he was surprised, he suddenly turned around, and a red and white glow came to his face. The enemy only felt that his chest was cold. When Liu Feng picked up A Dou, a shot from his backhand had hit like an electric shock.

"You--"

Blood poured out of his mouth, and the enemy general spit out a word vaguely. The sword in his hand was unable to hold it again. He fell to the ground, holding the silver gun through his chest with both hands, and was dragged down by Liu Feng from the horse.

"Let you cut me!"

Liu Feng's hand exerted another force, and the silver gun entered three more points. The blade penetrated from the enemy's back, bringing out a water of meat foam.

"General Xiahou!"

The tigers and leopards in the rear rode the enemy in front of them, all of whom were sad and angry. Dozens of riders were stunned for a moment, and then rushed to Liu Feng again.

The enemy approached, and Liu Feng wanted to wait for the gun back to fight, but although the enemy surnamed Xiahou was dead, the two stiff corpse hands grabbed the handle of the gun. Liu Feng's arm increased his strength and dragged the corpse for several steps, but he still couldn't pull out the silver gun.

The weapons were bound, and the revengeful enemies came. Liu Feng couldn't think too much. He quickly reacted, gave up the silver gun inserted in the body decisively, jumped, and picked up the sword a few steps away.

The angrily shouted straight into the eardrums, and the earth was hit by the rumbling horses' hoofs, as if it was about to collapse. When they suddenly turned around, the two tigers and leopards had rushed to them, and the horses jumped high, like a towering iron tower, and the giant shadow almost covered the sun. In the murderous giant shadow, two bright cold lights broke through the air. Although he could not see what the weapon was, Liu Feng could already feel the oppression of doing his best.

The enemy's horse was condescending and attacked with heavy and long weapons. Although Liu Feng held a sword that cut iron like mud in his hand, after all, he was only a short weapon with a light weight and a short body. He was bound to be at a disadvantage when he fought head-on. Moreover, more enemies came one after another. Zhao Yun in front of him was still on the way back. He could not decomp the near fire. With a sword alone, how could he block dozens of times more enemy attacks?

'What should I do?'

At this moment, Liu Feng seemed to be on the edge of the cliff. He was about to fall into the abyss to break his bones. No one could save him. Life and death could only be on his own.

Suddenly, a trace of inspiration flashed in Liu Feng's mind, just like a rope suddenly hanging from the top of the cliff. He didn't hesitate to catch it.

He bent his knees, and his whole body was three points shorter, and his footsteps rubbed back at the same time. The horses' hooves of the enemy horses crashed down, and the giant blade split on the ground, cutting two ravines on the ground and raising a piece of dust.

Liu Feng, who dodged a blow, the cat rushed forward, and the sword in his hand swept left and right. In the sound of the sound, the two tall horses roared miserably, and the huge bodies fell forward. Their thick front hoofs were easily cut off by Liu Feng's swords hand.

The two enemy soldiers never expected that the teenager in front of them was so cunning. They screamed and fell down from the paralyzed remnant horse. Before landing, Liu Feng took a step back and swirled in place for a week, and the sword in his hand flashed like a flying wave.

Before the bodies of the two enemies fell to the ground, they were cut off in a piece of blade light, and the two amputated limbs fell to the ground one after another. The broken intestines flowed out of the fracture with the sticky hot blood. All kinds of disgusting filth spewed out of the broken intestines, wetting the ground around them, forming two pieces of disgusting mud.

The sword moves quickly and the blade is so sharp that after landing, the two enemy soldiers felt the severe pain of breaking their bodies. Looking back, they were shocked to find that their lower bodies had been separated. Only the remaining half of the enemy, howled sadly, like a earthworm whose body had been broken, crawled a few inches towards the lower half of his body with his hands, and soon lost his breath after leaving only a short bloody road.