Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

Yan Xing was the most trusted general under Han Sui.

But the claustrophobic environment in Xiliang inevitably makes some people get used to sitting in a well and watching the sky.

When Hua Xiong first went to Luoyang, in front of Sishui Pass, he thought he was invincible.

Although Yan Xing is not that arrogant, he doesn't really think that he is much weaker than Lu Bu.

And now that his opponent is Zhao Yun, he is even more confident.

He immediately stepped forward with his gun drawn, intending to kill the general and perform a meritorious service.

Yan Xing took it for granted.

he thinks,

Ma Chao, who was almost beaten to death by himself several times, still managed to do well in Bingzhou. Yan Xing felt a little elated by vertical comparison, but he had never made a horizontal comparison.

Not to mention whether Ma Chao is still the same Ma Chao as before.

Who is Zhao Yun? Apart from the cheating Zhang Wu, he is one of the three super warriors in the world who has exceeded 100 in strength with his own talent. Even Lu Bu dare not say that he can defeat Zhao Yun every time, not to mention that one of them is not even unparalleled. Yan Xing among them.

Name: Yan Xing

Force: 95

Commander: 80

Resourcefulness: 75

Politics: 52

Skill: Bravery: Temporary force +2 when fighting in front of the formation.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is here and will die!"

A bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun shot out like a dragon.

From the moment Zhao Yun launched the charge, with the bonus of soul courage, his force value had reached 105, which was a full 97 points higher than Yan Xing's force value of 8 with the blessing of courage.

What eight points of force value represents is a natural chasm that is absolutely difficult to defeat.

The moment the two war guns came into contact, dazzling metal sparks erupted from the metal friction.

The bright silver gun wrapped around the iron gun in Yan Xing's hand like it was alive. Before the spark, the gun tip was three inches away from Yan Xing's face.

If Yan Xing hadn't reacted quickly and turned his head at the last moment, Zhao Yun would have stabbed him off his horse as soon as they met.

Yan Xing's heart skipped a beat, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat. He mustered up 120% of his energy to fight again.

But then, that amazing feeling seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Zhao Yun's gun seems to be just very fast, not powerful, and even the momentum of the gun is not smooth.

If Zhang Wu were here, he would definitely tell Yan Xing a new term.

——The character of the gun.

Weapons are dead objects and naturally do not have their own character, but the person who uses the weapon is alive.

Lu Bu is brave and brave, Huang Zhong is steady, but Zhao Yun's guns are simple in most cases.

Achieve maximum victory at minimum cost.

When Zhao Yun fights with others, he never cares about the number of rounds. He seems to be able to fight dozens of rounds against anyone.

It's not that he doesn't have the ability to break the situation with force,

In fact, it's just a casual study, and you can use the opponent's merits to make up for the shortcomings in your own spear skills.

The same moves can be practiced very differently by different people, not to mention that Zhao Yun's Seven Detective Coiled Dragon Spear is a self-created combat skill, which is more youthful than blue and better than blue.

At Lu Bu's side, the messenger came to report.

"General, there is movement on Ma Teng's side. General Hua Xiong is delaying it for a while by using suspicion as agreed."

Since Ma Teng made a move, he should retreat, otherwise he would easily get dumped.

It's a pity that we can't push forward a few miles. If we can directly find Han Sui and stab him to death with a halberd, all the problems will be easily solved.

Lu Bu came to his senses and shouted: "Zilong, stop playing around and prepare to retreat."

Zhao Yun did not look back, his handsome face was filled with coldness.

Lu Bu's cry became the entry point to end the fight: "I have the order!"

After the bright silver gun and Yan Xing's iron gun fought hard, Zhao Yun changed his hand and held the gun. When the two horses crossed each other, he twisted his waist 180 degrees and hit Yan Xing's waist.

That horrible feeling of dying is back!

Yan Xing's scalp was numb, and it was obviously too late to raise his gun to block it now.

He did not dare to hesitate at all, and quickly threw away the war gun in his hand, grabbing Zhao Yun's gun head with both hands.

This is already one of the few ways that Yan Xing can think of to survive. In his mind, Zhao Yun has average strength, or he might be able to directly grab the head of the gun.

But the Zhao Yun he knew was just what Zhao Yun wanted him to know.

Zhao Yun's strength is not strong. This has always been a false proposition. At least among the top unparalleled ones, no one would think that Zhao Yun's gun is just fancy and beautiful. How could a real killing gun be lacking in strength?

laugh! ~

A huge force penetrated Yan Xing's palm, the gun kept moving, and the gun tip sank directly into Yan Xing's lower back and came out through his body.

ah! ! ~~

Yan Xing screamed, tears and runny nose streaming from the huge pain,

In his stunned and surprised eyes, Zhao Yun's face remained unchanged.

The gun tip was raised, knocking Yan Xing off his horse. The moment the barb of the gun tip was retracted, Yan Xing's belly was opened. The blood quickly flows out with the intestines.

The wound will not be fatal immediately, but it is absolutely impossible to survive!

"Zhao Yun! Kill me, kill me!"

The feeling of being left on the battlefield to die almost drove the man crazy. Yan Xing wanted to hold on to his last honor and didn't want others to see his miserable state of desperate survival.

If he could die in Zhao Yun's hands, it would be a good destination.

But Zhao Yun always kills people with just one shot. If he is stabbed to death, he is stabbed to death. If he is not stabbed to death, he will not look twice.

In fact, someone else, Zhao Yun, wouldn't be so bad.

It's just that he is now affiliated with Cao Ying, and he has a good relationship with Ma Chao on weekdays. Ma Chao often complains in his ears about how Yan Xing humiliated him in his early years.

Although Zhao Yun now has no way to hand over Yan Xing to Ma Chao for personal revenge, the general who offended his brother must not want to die like a hero.

After overthrowing dozens of enemy troops with his bright silver spear, the jade lion raised its hooves lightly at night and passed by Yan Xing, who was on the ground seeking death.

From beginning to end, Yan Xing never waited for the last shot to preserve his honor.

He can only die crying in endless resentment and curses.

Lu Bu glanced at Yan Xing, came to his senses, smiled and cursed: "Why is Zilong so bad? What was the name of that man just now?"

"Yan Xing."

"Yes, Yan Xing, what's the big deal if you stab him with one more shot?"

"It's not necessary. He is dead. Don't forget to take credit for someone."

Lu Bu laughed: "That's easy to say."

The two broke through while talking and laughing.

Han Sui's army did not dare to pursue him, so he hurriedly lifted Yan Xing and went to Han Sui to return his life.