The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"Really? Then come and try!"

Zhao Yun took a deep breath while riding the horse, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and wiped the blood stains on the tip of the gun with his fingers. He is a little excited now, and his fighting spirit is getting stronger.

At this moment, the spear seemed to have a spirituality.As Zhao Yun's finger slid across, a faint blue light flashed.

"Yun, you are ready to fight!"

While speaking, a strong murderous aura gushed out from Zhao Yun's body, and there was a faint chill in his eyes.

The evil spirit is pervasive, and the killing light is bright. The two sides have long been in a life-and-death confrontation, so how can there be any extra words to say at this moment?

Only kill the ear!

"Come on!"

The first to kill were a few cavalrymen. They raised their long sabers and formed a formation, slashing at Zhao Yun.

However, facing them, Zhao Yun just flicked his long spear, and accurately knocked on these long knives. With a few clicks, the long knives in the hands of several cavalry quickly fell to the ground.

hum!

At the same time, Zhao Yun handed his long spear forward and pierced a cavalryman's chest with a bang. The cavalryman's breastplate immediately shattered, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and slammed backwards, knocking down two or three rows of people behind him. The formations are a bit messy!

"drink!"

With another soft shout, Zhao Yun waved his spear left and right, and those Wen family cavalry were swept down one after another. The originally dense formation was extremely fragile in front of Zhao Yun.

It has to be said that when Zhao Yun really gave birth to a murderous intent and entered the killing mode, it was undoubtedly a terrifying monster level.

With a low growl, the marksmanship was swift and fierce. Those who besieged him only felt in a trance that the opponent's spears had countless incarnations, and they couldn't leave their vital parts!

"not good!"

At this moment, when Zhao Yun's aura was like a rainbow, these generals of Yuan Jun didn't care about other things, they slammed their horses under their crotches, and rushed towards Zhao Yun together with the generals beside them!

The horse under his crotch moved slightly sideways, and Zhao Yun had already avoided the full blow of General Yuan who was sneaking up next to him.

hum!

There was another piercing sound.

Zhao Yun's eyes lit up, and he swung the spear in his hand sideways, from bottom to top, and ruthlessly met the knife coming from the side!

scandium!

With a crisp sound, the sharp spear in Zhao Yun's hand collided fiercely with the broadsword in the opponent's hand.

The situation where the two were immediately bounced off by the anti-shock force did not appear, and the weapons of the two seemed to be sticky, and they were immediately stuck together.

The two blades rubbed against each other, making a piercing "chi chi" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

The four eyes meet, full of coldness.

Zhao Yun exerted force and pressed down on the opponent's head, and the sound of sympathy sounded.

With great difficulty, Yuan Jiang tilted his head, raised his gun to resist, his upper veins bulged, and raised Zhao Yun's gun a few inches away from his shoulder. With a loud cry, he threw off Zhao Yun, and the two of them passed by on the wrong horse.

Just by looking at his hanging arm, one can tell that he must be dislocated.

Zhao Yun was about to step forward to take another shot, but when he heard the crisp sound of horseshoes behind him, he stopped with a wry smile. The trajectory of the spear changed, and it swept behind him in a strange arc. With force, the horse suddenly increased its strength, the two passed by, and the cavalry died.

But Zhao Yun didn't stop, feeling the strong wind in front of him, his body followed the wind blowing in front of his chest, and he fell backwards on the horse's back. The silver-white gun shadow flashed across the void like a bolt of lightning.

He turned his hands without a trace, and turned the blade backwards. Hearing the sound of the spear on the right rubbing against the air, a sneer flashed, and the spear swung to the right quickly, and the sound of the armor being ripped open flashed in Zhao Yun's ears.

The spears were withdrawn, just as everyone was slashing at them with their blades.

scandium!

With a sudden force, several people's bodies shook in the next moment, and they suddenly separated.

The horses under their crotches roared, and they staggered back a few steps one after another.

After Zhao Yun swung his gun, he still maintained his charging posture, nodded his hands, turned the horse's head, and suddenly charged directly at the opponent.

His eyes suddenly retracted, and he turned upside down the weapon in his hand, the gentian silver spear, and shot it out with his backhand. Under the astonished eyes of the crowd, the spear turned into a bright light.

At this moment, simply killing for the sake of killing and fighting for the sake of fighting, the Zhaoye Yu Qilin under his crotch was also extremely excited. People borrowed horsepower, and horses borrowed power from others, and in just a moment, their momentum was like a rainbow.

Two crisp sounds resounded again, and under Zhao Yun's attack, two Yuan Jun generals staggered and fell off their horses. The horses also fell to the ground in disordered steps.

At this moment, Yuan Jun's officers and men changed their complexions slightly, they were sweating continuously, their scalps were numb, and their hands were trembling.

Fighting Zhao Yun was not like fighting a general at all, but as if he was under the siege of a pack of wolves, and if he was negligent, he would be torn to pieces by a fierce wolf.

At this time, it seemed that the enemy with few enemies was not Zhao Yun at all, but those soldiers who fought against Zhao Yun!

Zhao Yun's guns were like a torrential rain, extremely dense, watertight, and possessed the momentum to overwhelm everything.

With a sneer, Zhao Yun retreated, and at the same time, the spear in his hand kept moving, and with a few bangs, he clashed with Yuan Jun's generals, cavalry and others, and forced these Yuan Jun's generals and cavalry to retreat again. .

Under the attack of several people, Zhao Yun's marksmanship was not chaotic at all, and even did not show any signs of decline!

Spearmanship emphasizes the word dexterity, and the falsehood made everyone flustered. The long spear followed them like a shadow, and the key to sticking to them was not to go away.

The cheeks of a group of people trembled rapidly, their minds were numb, as if they were about to explode in the next moment!

Not to mention wanting to kill a general in this state, I am afraid that if the stalemate continues, they will all die!

scandium!scandium!scandium!scandium!

The sound of weapons clashing was like thunder, flashing in the ears of all the soldiers, forcing them to retreat step by step.

Zhao Yun and the several generals fought again for several rounds, and suddenly sold an opening to lure Yuan Jiang on one side to slash at him with a knife. , It turned around suddenly, swapped positions with the general in an instant, and completely escaped from the encirclement of more than a dozen Yuan Jun soldiers.

Turning around and sweeping, the whole body is extremely powerful and straight into the sky!

860 Four kills

Ding!Ding!

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!

The long spear in his hand flipped lightly, Zhao Yun didn't try his best, he only used the handle of the gun lightly, and the knives and guns that were attacking him in all directions were easily pushed away by Zhao Yun.

Turning to one side, separated from the besieged people, picked up the barrel of the gun, and stood upright.

However, after the two moves, Zhao Yun did not attack immediately, but retracted his spear, almost sticking to the horse's belly, and his aura was also sharply restrained.