At this time, Liu Bei was already so excited that his face turned red, his forehead was steaming hot, he rolled up his sleeves, opened his arms, and exposed his chest covered with chest hair. He stepped on the stone bench, waved his arms, and debated with the unscrupulous intelligent brain in an intense manner. He could not care about them. Anyway, as long as Zhao Yun is still in this yard, he would have the opportunity to subdue him, first express his ideals and ambitions in his heart, and refute this little monster thing before talking about it!

During the martial arts performance, Zhao Yun rode a white horse, held the silver spear tightly, and silently looked at the handsome and unparalleled peerless general opposite, with his eyes full of admiration.

I have heard of his name for a long time, and when I heard that he killed Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu alone, I felt shocked and terrified that I was not in Luoyang and could not witness his style with my own eyes. I always thought that if one day I could compete with him, my wish would be enough.

Now that he is really facing him, Zhao Yun is so excited that he can't help himself.

Seeing him smiling and looking at him happily, his eyes full of sincerity. It was obvious that he was relieved to see him, which made Zhao Yun feel moved.

Seeing King Wuwei holding his halberd and his horse, a powerful aura erupted out, as vast as the sea and as deep as the sky, there was no flaw in his body, which made Zhao Yun almost unable to start. He held the silver spear in a daze, but didn't know where to stab him.

Feng Sha looked at him with a stronger smile. This Zhao Yun was indeed a top-notch brave general in the world. Before the momentum he deliberately stimulated, he could concentrate and calm down without any disadvantage. Such skills were already the best among the generals he had ever seen.

Looking at the smile in his eyes, Zhao Yun suddenly woke up, took a deep breath, snorted, and shot forward.

The tip of the spear pierced out obliquely, but it was not towards Fengsha's body. The spear was upward and very polite, but it contained endless tricks. Just when Fengsha moved, he wanted to change his tricks and take advantage of the situation to fight back.

Feng Sha saw that the gun was very mysterious. Although the tip of the gun did not point to his body, the gun had already covered his man with one horse. He was even more happy. As he moved, he held the halberd forward with his hands, but he did not intersect with the silver gun, and stabbed in the air from afar.

Seeing the battle halberd piercing into the air, Zhao Yun was suddenly frightened. He felt that the Fangtian painting halberd seemed to be moving and still, but the halberd had already forced his gun to block all his back moves. The intention of counterattack was very obvious. The sound of the battle halberd breaking through the air seemed to be in his heart, and his mind was shocked.

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth lightly, his silver spear was slightly oblique, and the tip of the spear stabbed in the other direction, pointing directly at Feng Sha's right shoulder. This move was also a false move, only looking at Feng Sha's reaction.

Feng Sha raised his eyebrows and saw that this move seemed to be weak and solid, stabbed towards his shoulder. However, he did not stop the fight, but just stabbed in front of the halberd. The speed of the halberd instantly went from slow to fast, and pierced directly to Zhao Yun's chest.

Seeing that it was an empty and ethereal halberd, it suddenly became as fast as lightning and stabbed straight towards him. He couldn't help but be shocked. He used both hands to quickly withdraw his spear and blocked him to the sting of the battle halberd.

Feng Sha suddenly withdrew his strength again, and Fang Tian's painting halberd waved all over the sky, as if it turned into dozens of battle halberds, slashing towards Zhao Yun from different directions.

Seeing that this move was so exquisite, Zhao Yun did not dare to neglect it, so he hurriedly raised his gun to greet him. The swaying point of the gun seemed to turn into dozens of silver spears, facing the slashing battle halberd.

Seeing that he was able to deal with it, Feng Sha was happy and held his halberd with both hands. He heard a scattered sound. The two of them fought dozens of moves in an instant, their arms were shaking violently, and they each pulled back their horses, with shock in their eyes.

Feng Sha was more happy than surprised and sighed: "Zilong is indeed a true hero. Today's battle will comfort me in my life!"

Seeing that his smile was full of sincerity, Zhao Yun couldn't help but feel relieved and praised: "The hero of the king is so great, but Yun is not as good as Yun!"

Feng Sha laughed and said, "Why should Zilong be too humble? It's rare to see him today. No matter how Zilong chooses, let's fight happily today before talking about it!"

Zhao Yun couldn't help but smile, and simply put down his thoughts and fought with him. Seeing that Fengsha's tricks were extremely exquisite, he also used all he had learned in his life. He only heard the sound of the wind, and the halberd shadows and spears were spread all over the sky. The more he fought, he became more excited, and he couldn't help laughing happily.

On the side, Wuliang Zhinao and Liu Bei were already having a debate with a red face and thick neck, rolled up their sleeves and opened their arms, slapped the table and hit the bench, and didn't bother to look at them anymore. Guan Yu and Zhang Fei also guarded the side, glaring at the little fairy boy who dared to be rude to their elder brother. Only the peerless beauty looked up at the two of them on the side of the martial arts court, her eyes full of amazement and admiration.

On the martial arts field, the two heroic men each wore long halberds and silver spears, fighting in the same place. Their free and easy movements made her amazed.

The spring breeze blew by, surrounding the two young generals, blowing their battle robes flutteringly, and the two fierce generals in the battle seemed like gods.

There were a few willow trees planted in the courtyard. It was spring, and willow catkins fell all over the sky and sprinkled into the field, covering the entire martial arts field in the sky and rain. Fang Tian’s painting halberd and silver spear sounded and pierced through the air. It seemed that it was unhappy, but it blocked all the catkins in the sky outside the halberd circle and gun force, and no strand of catkins could fall on them.

She spread on the black hair and delicate body of the peerless beauty on the sidelines, but she suddenly didn't realize it. She just stared at the peerless heroic appearance of the two people in the field, her heart was shaking and unable to control herself.

I don’t know how many times he was standing on the sidelines, but Fan Susu was still standing there in a daze, looking at the two handsome men fighting in the sky, she felt that the scene was extremely beautiful, and she couldn’t help but shed tears.

Feng Sha had been fighting for so long, and he was extremely happy. He felt that since Lu Bu's death, he had never fought so happily. Seeing that Zhao Yun was indeed his opponent, his graceful posture was better than Lu Bu's, and his tricks were extremely exquisite. He couldn't help but feel very happy. He thought that he might be snatched away by Liu Bei, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad.

His eyes fell on Zhao Yun's laughing face. Knowing that only when he completely convinced him could he follow him wholeheartedly. He suddenly roared and shouted: "Zilong, I'm coming!"

A strong aura rose from his body, and Zhao Yun, who was obsessed with the battle, was slightly shocked. Seeing that his aura was not violent, nor was it as majestic as the mountain, but it was the clear and empty aura that penetrated all directions. He couldn't help but be surprised and shouted: "King, be careful, I'm going to use my ultimate move!"

In an instant, it seemed like wind and thunder were everywhere, and the field was filled with a silence and killing aura. Two powerful auras rushed straight into the sky, and the wind and clouds in the sky were also faded.

Outside the field, Liu Bei was open and showed his steaming red chest. He was red in his face when he was arguing with Wuliang Zhibu, and he was like two butchers drinking and rock-scissors. He suddenly felt the change in the field and stopped and turned his head to look at the martial arts venue with Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and four others.

Zhao Yun yelled loudly, and a silver spear made the gods elusive. In an instant, countless guns were stabbed forward. The guns were sharp and stabbed forward like heavy rain.

On the opposite side, the stern-holding general also swept the peerless magic weapon all over the sky, but his tricks were clear and elegant, without a trace of murderous aura, sweeping towards Zhao Yun like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were both powerful generals of the world. Seeing the exquisite tricks they used by the two, they were stunned and secretly amazement.

In the sky, the martial arts arena is like wind and rain. Two horses are galloping forward, and the warriors are swinging their guns and halberds, and they are slamming together. A crisp sound of Ding Dang resounds all over the world. The movements of the two powerful generals are almost as fast as lightning, which is simply invisible. Only the two momentums of rushing to the sky are firmly locked in everyone's hearts.

Two horses galloped and passed by, and the two generals immediately stopped each other and stood still. The handsome faces were filled with solemn feelings, and there was only a slight sense of praise and joy in their eyes.

Feng Sha turned his head, a smile appeared on his lips, looking at the hole pierced by a silver spear in the corner of his battle robe, and sighed: "It's indeed Zilong, his marksmanship is extraordinary. If he really fights against the enemy on the battlefield, I'm afraid I'll be injured."

Behind him, Zhao Yun turned his back to him, smiled slightly, and was about to speak, suddenly there was a light sound on his shoulders, and the silver armored shoulder armor had fallen off and fell to the ground, making a "clang" sound.

Zhao Yun hung up his silver spear, turned around, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your kindness. If this halberd is a little bit more, I am afraid I will die at the king's hands!"

Feng Sha shook his head and smiled, "It's not that easy. The long halberd in my hand is more than two points. Your gun is probably already stabbed on me. Zilong's reputation is worthy of his reputation!"

Liu Bei was shocked and saw that these two people were sympathetic. If this continued, how could he have a chance of winning?

Wuliangzhizhu was overjoyed and jumped and shouted: "Boss, you two are really amazing. If you join forces, not to mention conquering the continent, even conquering the entire universe, it would be a slight effort!"

Liu Bei fought with him for a long time and was a little tired. Seeing that his unscrupulous intelligence was still full of energy, he was shocked. He knew that he could not compete with this inhuman creature. He quickly waved his hand to stop his shouting and said in a deep voice: "It is useless to say too much, so I asked Zilong to decide whether to harm the people from this ambitious family, or to fight against the traitors with me, to pacify the world, so that my great man can have time to recuperate and achieve a great Han Dynasty dominated by the people?"

Wuliangzhiwang also took a breath, turned his head to look at him, with a sneer on his face, and said, "Zilong, you decide, should we, the great man, be the most powerful of the world, so that the Qiang people, Xianbei, Xiongnu and Western tribes will never dare to have any other intentions, or should we let these rebel traitors break the world into pieces, and the Han people will kill each other and lose their vitality?"

Feng Sha sat upright on the horse. Although he didn't say anything, he also stared at Zhao Yun with bright eyes, waiting for him to make a decision.
Chapter completed!