"Lu Bu Xiaoer, Hugh is arrogant, you can know Hebei Yan Liang!"

With the roar, the bearded man standing next to Yuan Shao's chariot finally couldn't hold it back, urged the horse under his crotch, and raised his knife to kill Lu Bu.

The clattering hooves trampled on the mud and dust on the ground, and among the rolling yellow sand, only one horse rushed forward, but it seemed that there were thousands of troops and horses, exuding a majestic and majestic momentum.

When Dong Zhuo, who was closed in the tiger prison, saw it, he couldn't help but praise: "What a tiger general!" ”

For the aura of danger, war horses are far more sensitive than humans.

Before Yan Liang could get closer, Chi Su had already begun to stir his front hooves violently, his snort was like a scorching wind, and his clear eyes gradually became red as blood.

The man who rushed at him made it very uncomfortable.

"Yan Liang? Hebei Siting Pillar? ”

The smile on the corner of Lu Bu's mouth grew, and finally a slightly decent opponent came.

He reached out and patted the neck of Chi Su under his crotch, then bent his five fingers and combed the supple and slender mane back along the nape of his neck. Seeing Chi Su's irritating emotions precipitating, especially the comfortable and enjoyable look on his face, Lu Bu smiled gently, after so many years, he still looks like a child.

How dare this guy ignore me!

Yan Liang, who was riding on horseback, frowned angrily, Lu Bu not only did not urge the horse to fight, but even the weapon was inserted on the ground intact.

The two generals are fighting, the impact of the war horse is particularly important, the powerful generals can be one with the war horse in terms of breath, and part of the strength of the war horse will be transferred into their own body, so as to burst out with strong force at the moment of the confrontation, and kill the enemy general with one blow.

Yan Liang had just watched the battle, and Lu Bu's strength was not weak, so it was impossible for him not to know this. Then he is still in the same place, is he so arrogant that he can fight me without relying on war horses?

Joke!

Yan Liang's heart became more and more annoyed, he was also a famous general, and now he was despised by Lu Bu like this, if he didn't kill him today, what face would he have in the future to report the name of 'Hebei Yan Liang'.

Thinking of this, Yan Liang drove the speed of the war horse under his crotch like flying, and the distance between the two was constantly narrowing and narrowing.

Twenty steps!

Ten steps!

Five steps!

Lu Bu still didn't move.

Arrogance!

Yan Liang was so angry that his eyes erupted with fire, and his face was hideous: "Look for death!" The broad-bladed knife in his hand was wrapped in endless power, and he slashed down sharply, like a fierce beast with open fangs, swallowing Lu Bu's head.

If you dare to underestimate me, then use your life to repay your ignorance! This knife goes down, don't say it's you Lu Bu, even if the spear prodigy Yuan is here, I can also cut him in two with one knife!

"Kill him!"

The princes sitting on horseback leaned forward, craned their necks, clenched their fists involuntarily, roared in their hearts, and their expressions were moved. Just wait for that knife to go down, and you can completely eliminate this heart disease.

The soldiers on the city pass also tensed their nerves, the god of war who was still cheering just now, is it going to die under the sword like this?

Unless there is a miracle, it will be too late in such a short time!

"Who said it was too late?"

Lu Bu seemed to hear everyone's voices, and whispered a sentence, and at the moment when Yan Liang slashed in, his right hand held the halberd rod, and struggled to lift it up at lightning speed, and the soil brought up by the halberd splashed Yan Liang's face.

The huge blade slammed into the halberd's fangs, making a 'creaking~, sharp and piercing sound.

Only in an instant, electric flint.

A series of sputtered sparks turned into monstrous battle intent in Yan Liang's eyes.

The war horse under the crotch galloped past, which also meant that the first slash of Shen Qianjun was completely resisted by Lu Bu.

"Damn!"

Yan Liang failed to kill, Yuan Shao, who was in the Chinese army, gritted his teeth and resented, and his clenched fist slammed into the armrest on the right side of the chariot, making a muffled sound of 'bang', his face was full of disappointment and unwillingness, and it was just a little bit clear.

It's just a little bit close, and he can cut down the strongest minions under Dong Zhuo's command!

The rest of the princes also sighed in their hearts in frustration, and sure enough, they were still overjoyed.

Dong Zhuo, who was watching the battle, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, stroked his chest, and smoothed down the heart that had been mentioned in his throat.

He almost thought just now that Lu Bu would die on the battlefield like this.

Dong Zhuo was born in a martial arts, he could understand the fierceness of Yan Liang's knife, but if it was him, he would never dare to take it hard. And Lu Bu, who was closed, only used the blink of an eye to harden from the front, unscathed.

Saliva~

Yan Liang, who turned his back, spit out the dirt in his mouth, just now he used one hundred and two percent of his strength, even Wen Chou, who is as famous as him, needs to avoid his edge.

Unexpectedly, this guy in front of him could not only react in such a short time, but even counterattacked, and fought with him in close combat.

This kid is really stronger than he imagined!

In close combat, I may not be able to defeat him. But this kid is conceited, and I can use his strength to find a flaw before killing him.

Don't look at Yan Liang's recklessness, in terms of competition, he has absolute self-knowledge, just like he will never provoke Wen Chou.

After thinking about it, Yan Liang shook his slightly numb arm twice, held a knife in his right hand, and drove the horse to charge again.

Boom!

The clashing of swords and halberds resounded, but only for a moment, and then it fell silent again.

Yan Liang, who was charging over, turned around and galloped again from the other side.

Lu Bu stood in the center and stood still, Yan Liang continued to gallop and charge from all directions, and every time there was only a moment of confrontation, he rode past Lu Bu, and he was never tired of it.

Before they knew it, the two had already fought for more than 20 times.

"Yan Liang, what is he doing, why is he just running around there, grinding and grinding, and he can't kill the killer for a long time?" Not to mention the mentality of the two people on the battlefield, anyway, Yuan Shao was in a hurry, running around like this, and he couldn't hurt Lu Bu's muscles and bones for ten thousand years.

"Don't worry, lord, Lu Bu is a strong thief. Yan Liang probably knew that he couldn't win against this thief, and he was afraid of being stuck with him, so he attacked and spied from everywhere, looking for his weaknesses, and waiting for the opportunity to kill him with one blow. ”

I have to say that Wen Chou's eyes are quite vicious, and he saw Yan Liang's intentions early on.

Charging again, Yan Liang turned his horse back, turned around and rushed at Lu Bu again.

At this time, Lu Bu seemed to be quite tired, and his reaction to the halberd was much slower. The people watching the battle may not feel it, but Yan Liang, who has repeatedly fought with him, really feels it.

He rushed forward, his broad-bladed knife slashing at Lu Bu's shoulder.

When he saw Lu Bu handing out the painting halberd to block it, Yan Liangxin laughed out loud completely: Ignorant child, Zhongwu's plan!

His knife was just a false slash, in order to lure Lu Bu out of the halberd to block, and then took advantage of the gap to turn the blade in his hand and directly take Lu Bu's head.

"Die for me!" Yan Liang, who was full of confidence, roared angrily.

The sharp blade came to an abrupt halt only two inches from his neck.

A hand that suddenly came out grabbed the knife shaft in Yan Liang's hand.

The young enemy general who was 'in the middle of the plan' looked at him with cold eyes, but the voice that came out of his mouth was particularly playful.

"Is it fun?"