Chapter 173 Guan Yu vs Zhang Fei

Wen Han took off his coat and ** his upper body had more than a dozen long or short earthworm-like scars on his body. Most of these scars were left by him when he was wandering in Qianghu. At that time, he was wearing 20 catties of weight-bearing inner armor, and Qianghu people were famous for being brave and good at fighting. In order to break through martial arts, these scars are the price paid by Wen Han.

These ferocious scars can't help but make some soldiers next to him respect Wen Han more. From these scars, it can be seen that Wen Han is a general who can lead the charge, not a command behind the army. These generals are especially respected by soldiers.

"Dong~!"

Wen Han held a drum stick in his hand, carried it in mid-air, knocked down the drum surface, and the drum surface made a loud noise.

With the first sound of the drum, Guan Yu moved, leaped, danced a big knife, and split to Zhang Fei's right shoulder. Zhang Feihuan stared and shouted like thunder. The eight snake spear in his hand was like the wind and fire, which was amazingly fast. The spear broke through the void and did not block Guan Yu's knife, but went straight to his heart.

If the two people don't change their moves, they will fight for both sides. Of course, Guan Yu split Zhang Fei's right shoulder, and Zhang Fei stabbed Guan Yu's heart. Even if Guan Yu's knife fell from his shoulder and cut him in half, it would take time.

And Zhang Fei's spear was extremely fast and took the key point. Of course, Guan Yu would not fight with him. He immediately turned back and suddenly fell on the spear handle of the eight snake spears.

Zhang Fei shouted, and the muscle grave of his right arm soared. In a moment, the right sleeve of the black robe in his hand was broken by his muscles. Zhang Fei tried his best to lift the eight-foot snake spear and wanted to throw Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue knife away. Guan Yu could not make him arrogant. He also shouted loudly, with a thousand pounds of strength in his arms, and he went straight down to fight with Zhang Fei.

"Dong~! Dong~! Dong~!"

The battle outside the city was fierce, and Wen Han's strength to beat the drum surface was getting stronger and stronger. Everyone on the gate couldn't help but raise their throats, which was thrilling and unable to move his eyes.

"This black-faced ghost (red-faced man) has a lot of strength!"

Almost at the same time, the same idea came to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's mind. The Qinglong Yanyue knife and the Zhangba snake spear held each other in mid-air, and their strength continued to increase rapidly, and the weapons on both sides were buzzing. Zhang Fei's leopard's blue veins trembled, his blood surged up, and his whole face turned red.

Zhang Fei knew that in terms of strength, he could not tell the winner for a while. Suddenly, he pulled back the eight-foot snake spear and swept Guan Yu's upper body. Guan Yu knew that he would be like this. When the knife fell, he quickly opened the Zhangba snake spear, then pulled back and swept Zhang Fei in turn.

"Dong~! Dong~! Dong~! Dong~! Dong~!"

Seeing this, Wen Han immediately beat the drum and cheered, which made everyone's hearts jump with it! My heart is constantly tlonging. Liu Bei, who was at the corner of the city gate, was also sweating coldly. He was about to ask Zhang Fei to be careful.

But Zhang Fei heard it, pulling his loud voice.

"Good luck!"

Zhang Fei suddenly hit the horse and rushed over. Just as Guan Yu was about to touch his body with the Qinglong Yanyue knife, although Zhang Fei was as strong as a tiger, he was vigorous and leaned back. The knife surface of the Qinglong Yanyue knife was almost close to Zhang Fei's nose, which was extremely thrilling.

Zhang Fei avoided this dangerous move. When there was a back, Guan Yu, as a top martial artist, was born with an inexplicable premonition of the crisis. He felt that Zhang Fei would make a killing move, immediately gathered his spirit, and his eyes were shining and holding his breath.

Sure enough, Zhang Fei's momentum suddenly rose, and there seemed to be black gas all over his body, if there was a huge black tiger roaring. Zhang Fei took the horse and came to Guan Yu. The two were very close.

"The red-faced man should not be arrogant. Look at your grandpa Zhang's awesome!!!"

Zhang Fei's magnificent momentum gathered to the extreme. At a very close distance, he used his killing moves. He seemed to have endless strength. Under his wave, the eight snake spears were endless, stabbing horrible gun flowers in an instant, which was more powerful and fierce and faster!

Although Guan Yu had been prepared for a long time, he was also shocked by it. He quickly blocked it with a knife. The blade of Qinglong Yanyue's knife was splashed by sparks. If it hadn't been for Guan Yu's natural great power, he would have been stabbed by Zhang Fei's weapon.

Say it slowly. In fact, it's just a momentary thing. Zhang Fei stabbed dozens of shots in a row, and the shadow of the gun was impossible to see clearly. Xu Huang at the gate was sweating profusely and could hardly resist the impulse to go down to the city to save Guan Yu.

Bum!

After Zhang Fei's last shot was blocked by Guan Yu, Guan Yu found that he was sweating and his mouth had cracked. Zhang Fei was so powerful that he continued to launch a fierce attack at close range. Guan Yu made it a big knife and was not suitable for fighting at close range. He quickly patted the black dragon sta and distanced Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei laughed and played happily. The resentment accumulated in his heart seemed to be constantly venting, and he hurriedly chased after him. The two ran with knives and spears while running. I don't know how far they ran and how many rounds they played. The figures of the two people are shrinking more and more, which can be said to be hot and earth-shaking.

Every time I hear the sound of the handover of knives and spears, it will make the hearts of the people present beat.

Liu Bei saw that Zhang Fei was firmly in the upper hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise. The tension just now was swept away. He didn't want to look up at Wen Han, who was beating the drum outside the city gate, and see what he looked like at this moment.

What disappointed Liu Bei was that Wen Han's face was not worried at all. On the contrary, it was a kind of indifference, as if it was not Zhang Fei, but Guan Yu, who had the upper hand.

Liu Bei frowned unconsciously, and suddenly there was a trace of badness in his heart.

At this time, Pan Feng, who had been paying attention to the situation next to him, changed her face sharply. She suddenly shook the whip, put down a sentence in a hurry, and rushed to Zhang Fei and Guan Yu.

"It's not good! The third brother is in danger!"

The sentence left by Pan Feng made Liu Bei suddenly like petrified. Zhang Fei and Pan Feng, two brothers with different surnames, are the foundation of Liu Xuande's standing on his power, and there is no room for loss. No matter how much Liu Bei was, he immediately chased after him.

"Dong~! Dong-dong~! Dong-dong-dong~!"

Wen Han beats the drum face faster and faster. His hair has been wet with sweat, and his face is covered with sweat.

Guan Yu sat down and the black dragon foal used to be the mount of Keba Wuyan. Keba Wuyan is the patriarch of the Qianghu Keba clan. Qianghu is rich in famous horses. As one of the three powerful forces of Qianghu, the Keba Wuyan's mount will certainly not be much worse. It is a rare thousand-mile horse.

Guan Yu took advantage of the speed of the black dragon horse to leave a long distance from Zhang Fei. Zhang Feima has been unable to catch up with Guan Yu, and he is inevitably impatient.

"Red-faced man!! I thought you were an upright hero, but it turned out that you were just a bear with a leader!!!"

Zhang Fei pulled the thunderous loud voice and shouted behind. Guan Yu smiled coldly and suddenly slowed down, dragged the green dragon moon knife, and rubbed a bright firelight on the ground.

Seeing this, Zhang Fei thought that Guan Yu's horses were exhausted and hurriedly patted the horses and chased them.

Zhang Feihuan's eyes were murderous, and he was getting closer and closer to Guan Yu. The eight-foot snake spear in his hand kept tightening his strength, thinking about how to shoot Guan Yu off the horse with one shot.

Da Da Da Da Da Da.

The two of them flew fast, just as Zhang Fei sat down and the head of the horse was about to approach the black dragon horse tail. Guan Yu's momentum suddenly changed, and his whole body was full of blue light, like a green dragon roaring.

Zhang Fei was stunned, and his face turned blue in an instant. He actually had a feeling that his life was in danger, which Zhang Fei had never felt before.

Guan Yu is known as a martial saint and has never been defeated in his life. What's more, he killed Hua Xiong with warm wine and killed Yuan Shao's two confidants. Wen Chou Yan Liang's deeds are famous all over the world. Whether it is Hua Xiong or the later Wen Chou Yan Liang, he is a first-class tiger general in the world, and his martial arts skills are not inferior to Guan Yu at all.

Wen Chou and Yan Liang even sent Cao Cao, who had the first-class fierce generals of Zhang Liao, Xu Zhu and Xiahou brothers at that time, so they had to send Guan Yu out.

And why Guan Yu can win steadily, and it is extremely easy to win. He can see his self-confidence in himself by warming his wine and killing Hua Xiong.

All because, Guan Yu has an invincible killing move - drag knife style!

Guan Yu's momentum was fierce and majestic, and the dragging Qinglong Yanyue knife suddenly split towards Zhang Fei with earth-shocking power. Zhang Fei only felt that in front of him, it seemed that a huge green dragon grinned at him. The two were very close. Zhang Fei had no time to make any other reactions, so he had to lift the gun to block it.

Bang!!!!

Guan Yu's knife is really earth-shaking, with the power to pull out the mountains and break through the sea. Zhang Fei's whole body was chopped down. He sat down and his horse screamed painfully, but he was crushed to death by Guan Yu.

Zhang Fei spewed out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, his hands were full of blood, and his internal organs seemed to be about to rupture. The ring of his eyes was about to stare out of his eyes, staring at the cold blade less than two feet away from it.

Guan Yu saw that Zhang Fei did not kill Zhang Fei with one move, and his arms worked together. If it hadn't been for Zhang Fei's eight snake spears, which were made of the rare iron in the world, it would have been split at this time. If the spear handle was not blocked, Zhang Fei's skull would have been separated.

"Brother Yun! That's it! That's it! Don't kill people! My third brother lost! I lost!!!"

Liu Bei came in a hurry. When he saw this scene, he was so scared that his soul flew away. He didn't care about his face and hurriedly shouted.