Chapter 111 Start Kill

The one who scolded himself angrily was a young general beside Liu Bei, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a jujube-red face, ** a fiery red steed, quite heroic arrogance.

Liu Feng recognized this person. He was Guan Ping, Guan Yu's eldest son. Liu Bei has always taken him with him. This time, Liu Feng also came with the army.

"Heavenly send, haha--" Liu Feng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and his laughter was full of disdain. "Your uncle has done all kinds of benevolence and injustice, and even his son will be persecuted. He is not afraid of being sent by heaven, and I am afraid of anything. I'd like to see if a thunder falls from the sky now, whether to kill me first or him first!"

Liu Bei, who was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, couldn't stand it anymore and roared, "Enough, Liu Feng. For the sake of father and son, I will give you the last chance to look back. It's life or death. You can choose it yourself.

"Think about your sister!"

Liu Feng's silver robe was thrown, and a modern swear word blurted out. There was a steel-like determination surge in his blade-like eyes. He sneered at Liu Bei and said, "I, Liu Feng's seven-foot man, would rather stand up to the sky and die than live under the wings of a disloyal and unrighteous man like you. I want my head and have the ability. Come and get it yourself."

Liu Feng is not only a break, but also a naked provocation to Liu Bei. At this moment, he suddenly had an idea: Why not rush forward, kill Liu Bei in one fell swoop, and finish his achievements in one battle!

Liu Feng, who was emotionally agitated, soon realized that this idea was not mature enough. Not to mention the dialogue between the two generals in front of the battle, the sudden spread of the killer would greatly damage his reputation. In the process of the meeting, both sides only brought swords. Liu Bei was surrounded by the protection of equal and ordinary people, and ** was Lu, who was riding a famous horse. As a raid killer, there is little chance of success.

Just as this idea flashed through my mind, it suddenly changed. Guan Ping, who was beside Liu Bei, couldn't help but be angry by Liu Feng. He drew his sword and killed Liu Feng.

Guan Ping's behavior was beyond Liu Feng's expectation, and the boy was riding a good foal with red rabbit's blood. The speed was extremely fast. In an instant, one person had rushed to Liu Feng's front like a flowing fire. The cold blade tore the air and took Liu Feng's face straight.

"Be careful of the country!" Liu Bei behind him urgently warned.

It's too late.

After two life-and-death battles with Xu Chu, coupled with Zhao Yun's guidance, Liu Feng, who was already extremely talented, was very talented. At this time, his martial arts skills were very different from those a year ago.

Even if Guan Ping got his father's true biography, even if he relied on the speed of the fast horse, his 'potential' was completely suppressed by Liu Feng when the killing move was launched, and the lightning-fast sword, in Liu Feng's pupil, was like a movie picture in slow motion, with obvious advantages and flaws.

At the moment when the two horses intertwined, Liu Feng's body easily avoided the thorny cold blade. At the same time, the green sword on his waist was pulled out like thunder, turned into a crescent moon, and silently cut Guan Ping's neck.

Guan Ping is more than ten years old, and his father is also the best master in the world. If he is purely about martial arts, he is definitely above Liu Feng, but his defect is a serious lack of actual combat, not to mention Xu Chu, who is as famous as his father.

It is this defect that has become a fatal flaw at this time.

Seeing that the family's sword move was easily avoided, Guan Ping was not surprised. The opponent's sword light had swept over with a strong blade wind. Guan Ping didn't think much about it, and he was anxious to return the sword.

There was no splashing spark and no thunderous impact. What surprised Guan Ping was that Liu Feng cut it as if it was not a sword, but a beam of invisible air. Under one block, it was empty.

At the moment when he was distracted, the sword in front of him was incredibly split in two, and then a bright light came like a soaring blazing electricity. Then, Guan Ping felt cold on his neck, as if he had been swept by a thin silk.

'What's going on, is it an illusion? He...'

All the confusion and confusion were fixed at the incredible moment. The head of the man with open eyes came out of his neck and flew into the air with bloody blood. When he was about to land, Liu Feng's arm poked out and easily held it in his hand.

In one move, Guan Yu's son was killed under the sword!

Everything happened so fast. When the nerve signals of the two soldiers were still halfway to the brain, Liu Feng had raised the bloody head high and threw it back to the stunned Liu Bei.

Bang!

The head rolled down in front of the horse, and the splash of blood sprayed on his face. The warm blood stains, like extremely cold water, immediately woke Liu Bei up from the shock.

On the city behind Liu Feng, there were thunderous cheers, while the Jiangxia army after Liu Bei was a thrilling scratch.

Liu's cover was arrogant and sneered, "Liu Xuande, you and I agreed that it was just the host's face. I didn't expect you to call your men a sudden killer. You are too unkind."

Liu Bei's anger has been disintegrated by Guan Ping's death at this moment. At this time, he really saw the traitor in front of him. Whether it was wisdom or martial arts, it was already beyond his imagination.

In the face of Liu Feng's sarcasm, a smile flashed in Liu Bei's eyes. Guan Ping's death was nothing, and Liu Feng's rebellion was nothing. These sacrifices were not in vain, which made him recognize that there was such a terrible hidden danger around him.

In Liu Bei's heart, he was a little lucky that he forced Liu Feng in time. If this disaster continues to stay, I'm afraid that the future consequences will be more unimaginable.

The look of happiness flashed by, and in a blink of an eye, it was changed to sadness and indignation. He picked up Guan Ping's head, held it tightly in his arms, and said indignantly, "Ding Guoxian's nephew, it's uncle who is sorry for you. Raising this unfilial poison has killed you. Don't worry, your uncle will definitely cut off his head with his own hands to pay tribute to you in Tianying. Spirit."

Liu Bei is playing the card of sadness. Although he had announced that he had broken off the relationship between father and son with Liu Bei, in anger, Liu Bei still repeatedly talked about the "unfilial son" again and again, which was nothing more than deliberately emphasizing the fact that he "rebelated his father" and wanted to pass on the real reason for the rebellion.

'Well, I'm acting again. I won't be fooled by you.'

With this in mind, Liu Feng took a deep breath and said loudly, "Although you are an unkind and unrighteous person, I, Liu Feng, am not a ruthless and unjust person. The ancients said that I, Liu Feng, imitated the ancients. Now I can give up Yiyang. From then on, you and I do not owe each other. After this day, you and I are the enemy of life and death. Don't talk about your hypocritical kindness again.

Liu Feng did not give Liu Bei any chance to talk back. He turned around and shouted, "Retreate!"