Chapter 483: Phoenix Seven nodded
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If it weren't for Liu Bei's hint on the side, the reckless Zhang Fei would definitely be angry at the first time and ask questions. Since ancient times, there has been no first, and there is no second.
As a martial artist, his heart is sincere. Although the title of the first in the world is illusory, for the warriors, it is like the throne for the heroes.
The first in the world, that is the ultimate glory!
Zhang Fei has just won the championship this year, and it is the time when he is young and frivolous and energetic. Although he knew that Lu Bu was strong and was really unparalleled in the world, he couldn't help but feel a little resentful in his heart.
Especially Cao Cao's outspoken words in front of so many people suddenly made Zhang Fei's violent temper uncontrollable.
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Not to mention Zhang Fei's resentment, Liu Bei's eyes looked at the battlefield at this time, and he looked a little apprehensive with meticulousness. Liu Bei is an extremely forgiving guy, and he knows the good and bad of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei at the same time.
Once he became famous, he would become a hot figure because of this, and thus become the guest of the princes of the Eighteenth Road. At the same time, the ambition in his heart will also have a chance to sprout.
As soon as he thought of this, Liu Bei's heart became more and more solemn, and he was clear about his own conditions. If you want to stand out in Kyushu, which is full of princes, you must endure humiliation and make full use of the advantages around you.
At that time, Gaozu Liu Bang had Xiao He, Zhang Liang, Chen Ping and others, and he only had two people, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. Therefore, this battle can only be won and not defeated, because once lost, this God-given opportunity will be buried.
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"Second brother, you must win!"
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"Drive."
Stepping off the yellow horse and staggering, he galloped forward, Guan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole person seemed to be asleep. It's just that when his horse galloped wildly, an earth-shattering murderous aura rushed into the sky.
The murderous spirit is like a human slaughter stained with monstrous blood. With a kind of madness that dominates the world and slaughters all things, he slashes towards Zhao Yun.
"Hmph."
The murderous machine rushed to the face, which made Zhao Yun furious. The disgruntled color on Qingxiu's face gradually thickened, Zhao Yun's tiger eyes were raised, and a strong killing force skyrocketed in an instant.
Guan Yu is absolutely the master of the sword, and Zhao Yun is agile with the gun.
This murderous aura was like two people, and they clashed. Before people arrive, murderous will meet.
"Boom."
The murderous aura hedged, and the galloping figures of the two people were stunned, and in an instant, their eyes became extremely solemn.
"Rival!"
At this moment, this word invariably appeared in the hearts of the two people. This is the first sense of a warrior to an evenly matched person, which is known as the sixth sense.
"Kill."
The tiger roared, and the white horse under Zhao Yun's crotch neighed in the sky, and suddenly accelerated.
"Kill."
At the same time, Guan Yu has also been killed. The war horse roared, the war general roared, and the tiger bold silver spear pierced the sky at a speed that pierced the sky, stabbing Guan Yu.
"When."
The Qinglong Glaive didn't change its moves at all, and Guan Yu pushed down sideways with this simple and rough vertical split. Guan Yu knew in his heart that he was facing a gun user at the level of Zhao Yun. Only with the greatest strength, one force to reduce ten will, with the force to break the skill.
As the saying goes, the moon stick knife is a lifelong gun. Although this sentence is a bit exaggerated, it also proves from the side that marksmanship is difficult to practice. Every marksmanship master must be good at dexterity, supplemented by move changes.
And every person who learns guns must have a heritage, and there must be a master behind him. Otherwise, with the strength of one person, it is simply not enough to practice marksmanship to the stage of combining rigidity and softness.
As soon as he thought of this, Guan Yu couldn't help but be more careful in his heart. A martial artist with a heritage means that his moves are complex, and his people must have the ultimate killer moves!
"Huh."
The huge force rebounded back, and the two of them couldn't help but retreat. Zhao Yunhu was stunned, his legs clamped hard, and the white horse couldn't help but be stunned.
"Drive."
As soon as he urged the war horse, the silver spear shot directly under Guan Yu's armpit at a strange angle.
"Look for death!"
Sensing that the evil wind under his armpits was not good, Guan Yu's half-squinted eyes opened in vain, and a terrifying murderous aura filled the nine heavens.
"Drive."
The yellow horse turned around, and Guan Yu leaned forward slightly.
"Sting."
The spear blade crossed and pierced Guan Yu's robe. If it weren't for Guan Yu's urgency, he was afraid that the spear had entered at this time, and the dead could not die again.
Suddenly encountering a killing move, Guan Yu's face became extremely embarrassed. If Fang Cai hadn't been alert, I'm afraid he would have become a corpse.
At this thought, Guan Yu was furious.
"Roar."
Yang Tian let out a long snort, the spear and the blade intersected, Guan Yu did not retreat but advanced, and the blade was close to the barrel of the gun and cut Zhao Yun's hand holding the gun.
"When."
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"Wow."
The left hand was released, and Zhao Yun held the gun in his right hand, and the spear blade reversed and blocked the attacking Qinglong Yanyue Knife.
"When."
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"When."
"When."
"When."
The two of them fought close to each other, and the sound of Jin Ge hitting each other resounded on the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, thirty rounds of fighting. In this way, every move is a pinnacle blow, and it is extremely physically demanding.
Therefore, at this moment, whether it is Zhao Yun or Guan Yu, the physical strength is no longer bearable.
"Whew."
After a few deep breaths, Zhao Yun abandoned his horse and landed on the ground. His tiger eyes widened, looked at Guan Yu who was close at hand, and said, "What is the decisive decision with one move?"
"Fight."
In continuous high-intensity fighting, the two of them have reached the critical point of physical strength. At this time, the two of them could only perform a peak blow at most.
"For the sake of victory, it seems that the only way to disobey Master's orders is to disobey them!"
muttering in his heart, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes. At this time, the hundred birds and phoenix marksmanship were exhausted, and they could not defeat Guan Yu at all.
The matter has come to this, if you want to win, you can only use the ultimate trick in the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Marksmanship, Phoenix Seven nodded, only in this way will there be a possibility of killing Guan Yu with one blow.
Zhao Yun's thoughts turned, his eyes froze, and the tiger courage silver spear in his hand began to dance extremely fast. The speed of the gun is getting faster and faster, so fast that ordinary people can't tell the difference at all.
"Wow!"
A cry appeared out of thin air, shaking the entire battlefield. This voice was grand and majestic, domineering and awe-inspiring. As the cry appeared, everyone found that a huge silver phoenix appeared in the air, hovering at the tip of Zhao Yun's spear.
"This is a phoenix?"
Cao Cao's little eyes turned, looking at this shocking scene, and a touch of horror was born in his heart.
"Oh my God, that's a phoenix!"
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As soon as the phoenix crowed, the coalition army of the Kwantung princes was suddenly in chaos. In this era, the phoenix is a divine beast, a supreme existence.
This scene made by Zhao Yun was really visually shocking and shocking.
"Sss
Taking a breath, Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and she said in a deep voice, "Could this be Phoenix Seven nodding?" Zhao Yun, Ben Jiang really underestimated you! ”
As soon as Ying Fei's words fell, Lu Bu's face became solemn, he looked at the battlefield and said, "It's still gathering momentum, what a domineering blow!"