The Three Kingdoms have signed for 30 years, and I am in charge of the universe

Chapter 163
However, with the effort of Yizhuxiang, the number of Han soldiers who died under the singer's hands has exceeded a hundred. This is the real poisonous scorpion beauty who was killed by a hundred people.

The situation on the battlefield can be described as changing rapidly, but Diva, a big fish that slipped through the net, was able to blend in like a duck to water.

The pair of fish intestine swords in his hand flew up and down, piercing the throats of each Han army, and in the blink of an eye, they reaped one life after another.

Zhao Yun and Wang Yue faced each other again, it can be said that the enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and all the old and new grudges were settled at the same time.

Wang Yue was seriously injured and had just recovered [-]% to [-]% of his combat strength. Zhao Yun had just experienced a series of battles, and it was not his prime.

The two fought together, and even fought back and forth.

Wang Yue is the sword master, but Zhao Yun is the spear master and his favorite student.

The long sword in Wang Yue's hand was sharp and fierce, and the sword blossoms in the dance, dazzled the people watching.

Zhao Yun used his sword as a spear. From hundreds of birds facing the phoenix to seven snakes, he deployed them one after another. The sword's moves were weird and eccentric.

The two of them fought together, the sword energy flying straight from the blow, the strong wind howling, and the Han troops fighting around them all hid far away. In a battle of this level, even the strong wind in the aftermath was enough to kill them.

"Hundred birds facing the phoenix!"

Zhao Yun let out a low growl, and the long sword in his hand turned into hundreds of sword qi, stabbing towards Wang Yue overwhelmingly.

Facing Zhao Yun's attack, Wang Yue didn't dare to be careless. He swung the long sword in his hand one after another. The thick spiritual power in his body poured into the sword, smashing the attacking sword energy one by one.

With the cover of overwhelming sword energy, Zhao Yun took the opportunity to approach Wang Yue with his sword, and pierced Wang Yue's chest with a long sword.

Wang Yue was always paying attention to Zhao Yun's movements. Seeing Zhao Yun approaching him under the cover of sword energy, he snorted coldly, waved the long sword in his hand, and threw a sword energy more than ten meters long towards Zhao Yun.

Faced with Wang Yue's sudden sword aura, Zhao Yun was startled. He quickly put the sword in his hand, stepped back, and dodged to avoid Wang Yue's sword aura. Ben Wang Yue's ribs.

Wang Yue waved the long sword in his hand, which happened to block the long sword thrust by Zhao Yun. With a flick of his wrist, he swung Zhao Yun's sword away with a flick of his wrist. With another flick of his wrist, the long sword in his hand stabbed Zhao Yun's chest.

Zhao Yun knew that Wang Yue was difficult to deal with, but he did not expect that Wang Yue, who was seriously injured, would be so difficult to deal with.

Zhao Yun turned around to avoid Wang Yue's sword, and the sword in his hand attacked Wang Yue again.

At this time, the two have completely abandoned fancy moves, and only fight with the most basic swordsmanship. Every move is a compulsory course for beginners, but it has a different charm in it from the hands of the two.

Every sword contains the Tao that the two of them have comprehended about swordsmanship along the way.

Wang Yue's way of sword is extremely domineering, and his posture as the king of ten thousand swords is undoubtedly displayed.

Zhao Yun's way of sword is as swift as the wind between opening and closing, light and agile without losing iron blood, quite like a general.

It is obviously the most basic sword technique, but it makes the two dance with a different sense of advanced.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, Wang Yue has already started to retreat. It was not for assassination, but for running away in silence. If he keeps entangled with Zhao Yun, even if he wins in the end, he will be besieged by thousands of troops. Wings cannot escape.

Thinking of this, Wang Yue began to attack Zhao Yun by force. He attacked Zhao Yun several times with the sword in his hand, disrupting Zhao Yun's rhythm and forcing Zhao Yun to concentrate on defending.

Wang Yue was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He kept slashing with the sword in his hand, one sword faster than the other, as if he was going to kill Zhao Yun under the sword.

But in fact, in Wang Yue's heart, he was calculating how to get rid of Zhao Yun's entanglement, and take advantage of the chaos to break out of the siege of Tao Zhiyao.

Wang Yue attacked all the way, Zhao Yun retreated all the way, and soon the two rushed into the chaos.

Wang Yue wanted to use the cover of the rebel army and Zhao Yun's entanglement to escape.

Zhao Yun was so focused on fighting the enemy that he didn't realize Wang Yue's intentions.

At this time, Zhao Yun was still immersed in the mystery of swordsmanship.

The extreme swordsmanship confrontation just now allowed Zhao Yun to experience another realm of swordsmanship. At this time, Zhao Yun was completely immersed in it, and did not notice that Wang Yue deliberately led him into the chaos.

Successfully mixed into the chaos army, Wang Yue smiled, the chance to escape came.

Wang Yue also saw Zhao Yun's state at this time, and secretly said in his heart that God is helping me, even God is helping him.

Wang Yue suddenly pulled a Han army over to stand in front of him, taking advantage of Zhao Yun's stupefied effort, he pushed the Han army in his hand towards Zhao Yun, while he dodged into the chaotic army.

Wang Yue, who rushed into the chaotic army, quickly slashed a few swords, beheading the Han army standing in front of him, and disappeared into the chaotic army in a few turns, and he was nowhere to be found.

It wasn't until Wang Yue disappeared among the chaotic army that Zhao Yun came back to his senses, and hurriedly raised his sword and chased after him, but he couldn't see Wang Yue anywhere.

Zhao Yun sighed in annoyance, secretly thinking that he was incompetent, and because he was obsessed with swordsmanship, he let Wang Yue's dog thief escape.

Wang Yue mixed in with the thousands of troops, dodging from left to right, with a long sword in his hand, and he blocked the throats of all the Han troops who tried to block his footsteps.

The elite of the White Tiger Legion are all wearing heavy armor, which covers the vital parts of the whole body. Only the neck is exposed, and the limbs are exposed. There is no heavy armor protection. If you want to kill the elite of the White Tiger Legion, you can only wipe your neck.

With Wang Yue's bravery, there was no one in the Han army who could stop him except those generals, even if ordinary soldiers were elite, no one was his single enemy.

But in an instant, hundreds of Han soldiers died under Wang Yue's sword.

Wang Yue quickly broke through the siege and came to the edge of the battlefield.

Wang Yue's pupils shrank when he saw the cavalry on the street and the Jin Yiwei on the roof waiting in formation, holding powerful crossbows. He was not afraid of cavalry, but the overwhelming crossbow was a deadly thing.

Even with his strength, if he wanted to escape from so many crossbows, he would still have to work hard on his luck.

Wang Yue casually stripped off the battle armor from a corpse, and put it on himself indiscriminately. With the help of the elite heavy armor of the White Tiger Legion, he protected his vitals.

Having prepared everything, Wang Yue threw out two corpses to attract fire. He leaped out and rushed out. In the moment when the eyes of the royal guards and cavalry were attracted, he had already rushed out of the battlefield.

Jin Yiwei soon discovered that there was a corpse in the air, and hurriedly looked around, and soon found Wang Yue's figure.

"Fire arrows!"

The commander of Jin Yiwei shouted and pulled the trigger first, and shot the arrows of Zhuge Liannu at Wang Yue.

After receiving the order to release the arrows, the Jinyi guards on the roofs on both sides immediately locked on Wang Yue, and thousands of featherless arrows poured down on Wang Yue overwhelmingly. The dense arrows enveloped Wang Yue's body, like a big Elephants can be shot into hedgehogs.

But what kind of person is Wang Yue?

(End of this chapter)