"Bang!"

The ground was trampled to a sag, deep footprints in the dirt, trampled out of a deep pit. Along the perimeter of the pit, dense cracks spread along the perimeter.

"Bang!"

Guan Hai took a step back again, his steps were heavy and heavy, and he stepped on a deep depression again. He held his spear in both hands, and used the barrel of the spear to resist the slash of the halberd, and the muscles of his arm trembled incessantly, in order to alleviate the damage caused by the immense force.

Once, twice. Guan Hai's arm was already numb when he caught the second slash, and his face became extremely red, as if he was about to drip blood. Gritting his teeth, there is blood constantly oozing out between the teeth, which shows the strength of Guan Hai's force, and his teeth will be in danger of being shattered even in the next moment.

From the beginning when he decided to break off, Guan Hai imagined the current situation, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly. That arrow, and now the halberd, was a threat to his life.

What he faced was the impact of the Han army, but those Han soldiers who looked past and counted countless numbers brought him a sense of crisis, but they were not as good as the black-armored general in front of him. and the dark halberd in his hand.

Raised, the halberd was as light as nothing in Zhan Feng's hands, and behind him, there was also a large pit. It was when the battle blade jumped up from the back of the war horse and slashed down with the halberd in his hand, and his feet touched the ground. The ground was turned upside down, and the entire ground sank several feet, like a miniature earthquake confined to a small area.

Facing the wind, the wind is gentle, without any weight, you can only feel it carefully, and you can feel the trajectory of that trace of wind flow. But more often than not, it is felt and imperceptible, because the so-called breeze is actually a kind of wind that people can grasp. The wind is unpredictable, it comes and goes without a shadow, and no one can say that it can catch the breeze that is everywhere.

Whether it is or not, no one can know and make it clear.

In the same way, the wind has a powerful energy, even if it is just a trace, but it can be combined to become a powerful storm. Even a high mountain, even an ocean, can't stop it from turning clouds and rain.

Triple strike of the wind. It is the name of these three slashes of the battle front, with the halberd carrying the wind, using the halberd as the wind, walking through the strong wind, blending into it, and becoming it.

Therefore, Guan Hai did not have any chance of backhand, not at all. The first blow came like the wind, light and fast, even if you saw it, it still couldn't change the final result of its arrival. In addition to not being able to take it, die, or take it, and suffer this blow hard, there is no third result.

Being able to use the halberd in his hand like a fast sword, I have to say that this is the strength of Zhan Feng, and it is also one of the reasons why he can be valued by Huangfu Song. Being able to lead the cavalry he formed single-handedly, and allowing Huangfu Song to also bring most of the cavalry under his command into his hands, not only because Zhan Feng can command the cavalry, but also because his own strength is also a key part.

Second blow. The three blows of the wind will only be more fierce than the first time, and it can be said that the energy of the whole body is gathered in these three halberds. Therefore, when Guan Hai caught the second halberd, the blood between his teeth was actually not shed when he gritted his teeth. It was a mouthful of blood in the chest, a mouthful of blood in the throat, forcibly suppressed. It can't stop penetrating through the mouth and infiltrating between the teeth.

This is a life-fighting skill, under the three halberds, if you can't kill the enemy, then you may die yourself. Because even with the strength of the battle front, there will be chaos and lack of strength in the future, and on the battlefield, this is almost giving up your life to the enemy?

Raising the halberd, the halberd drew an invisible trajectory, fast, it was a light and shadow that could not be seen. Slow, even though it was so fast, the halberd seemed to be moving gently without any resistance.

The embodiment of the two extremes of fast and slow is intertwined in this halberd. It was also the most powerful of the three strikes, and after the first two blows, this blow was powerful enough to smash a rock to pieces.

A simple slashing action, with the momentum of ten thousand jun, made Guan Hai's eyelids jump at hand, and there was a look of despair in his eyes. The falling wind, which arrived earlier than the halberd, whistled and blew across his face, so sharp that his face felt a faint tingling sensation, and the robes above his armor flew backwards.

Guan Hai's palms had already lost his intuition, and they were even more cracked, and the blood flowing from the scars stained the barrel of the gun. All he had left now was a kind of persistence that would not give up, even if the tiger's mouth cracked and he lost his intuition, he still firmly held the barrel of the gun, and raised the barrel of the gun upwards for a few points.

It was the only thing he could do, all he could do was to raise the barrel of the gun in front of him a few points higher and tilt his body back to adjust the position of his legs. The corners of Guan Hai's mouth were extremely bitter, and he didn't have any doubts about death, and what he insisted on now was just a kind of tenacity from his bones.

Stupidity, perhaps?

Guan Hai wanted to laugh, and finally the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a curve before the halberd was about to end. Anyway, he just wants to laugh, even if he doesn't know why he laughs when he is about to die, but if he wants to laugh, he will laugh, he is dying anyway, and it is good to leave a smile before he can't laugh in the end.

I once heard someone say that when everyone smiles, it is probably the most brilliant and beautiful. Guan Hai felt that he was not beautiful, or he would not have been adrift until now, and he still did not have a wife. No, no, no, maybe it shouldn't be called beautiful, a man should be called handsome. But as long as he thinks about the appearance of the enemy he killed all the way after his death, the miserable death, Guan Hai always feels the need to laugh.

"Hello." Zhan Feng's deep voice sounded, mixed with the howling of the strong wind carried by the halberd, but it was clearly heard by Guan Hai.

In the mighty wind, the robe that hunted in the wind, the falling halberd, and a pair of eyes as deep as the sea.

There was no sadness or joy in Zhan Feng's eyes, and in the moment before he was about to kill Guan Hai, there was no extra emotion.

He opened his mouth and said slowly, "Goodbye." ”

As soon as he spoke, his halberd also fell, like smashing thousands of fireworks.

(End of chapter)