The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

On the ground next to him, unexpectedly there appeared a knife mark several feet long, two fingers deep, which was astonishing.

"General Xiahou, I have already reminded you, come on, use your appearance, let us fight with our best!"

Zhang Liao looked at Xiahou Dun who was still in a daze not far away, and couldn't help shaking his head, and then he swung the sword with his right hand, and his momentum surged.

On the void behind him, the churning gusts began to gather.

Gradually condense the image of a ferocious beast, with a head like a lark, a beak like a bird's beak, and a body like an elk, with three pairs of horns on its head, a leopard print on its body, and a snake-like tail.

The ancient fierce beast--Fei Lian!

Almost at the same time, Xiahoudun felt the light of the sword released by Zhang Liao in front of him, like an irresistible mountain, pressing hard on his head.

Xiahou Dun didn't dare to be careless about this kind of trick that he clearly couldn't follow easily, and decisively chose to avoid its sharpness.

"Come and kill again!" Xiahou Dun, who turned around, was not to be outdone, and focused all his energy on the tip of the spear.

The fast horse arrived in a blink of an eye, only to hear a loud "clang", a spear collided head-on with the broadsword in Zhang Liao's hand, but hearing the neighing of the two horses, the two immediately fought hard, and they were evenly matched.

"Clang Clang"

After a short pause for a few breaths, the two staggered and fought together again.

The broadsword in Zhang Liao's hand raised waves of cyan light to resist the red-glowing spearhead that healed the mountain.

"Boy, get ready, so-and-so, I have to exert my strength!"

Xiahou Dun stared at Zhang Liao's eyes, his pupils loosened and shrank, as if they were faintly stained with a layer of blood red, just like the eyes of a wolf who had found its prey.

As he said that, an extremely strong killing intent erupted from his body, full of violence and killing.

Xiahou Dun's eyes showed a bit of dignity, a bit of fighting spirit, and a bit of praise, as Zhang Liao's previous praise for daring to answer his provocation and go out to fight him.

As the current opponent, Zhang Liao was able to explode with such a strong strength, Xiahou Dun showed relative respect.

And the best respect for an opponent is to go all out and defeat him!

He took a deep breath, his body was full of energy, and in the void behind him, a phantom of a tiger-shaped monster appeared faintly.

The ancient fierce beast--the Netherland Tiger!

At the moment of appearance, Xiahoudun could clearly feel that his strength had been greatly improved again.

But for some reason, in terms of psychology, he gradually became impulsive and irritable, especially when the anger reached the extreme, there seemed to be an unknown flame burning in his heart, clamoring to vent something.

He once met a passer-by who insulted his teacher on the street, and in a fit of rage, he beheaded him on the street, so that this guy was almost synonymous with the word violent in Chenliu.

In the final analysis, the fundamental reason lies in the problem of integration.

Especially the phantom body of the appearance is a beast, and the instinct of bloodthirsty is very strong. It is not advisable to follow this instinct to do whatever you want, but how to suppress it, calm it down, and resolve it.

As for how to suppress it, it is actually very simple, that is to forcibly suppress this bloodthirsty instinct by relying on one's own will.

Of course, this can only be suppressed. Once the strength is used, when the limit is exceeded, the suppression will naturally disappear.

After all, there are too many cases to prove that once a warrior is out of anxiety and anger, the animal instinct in his body will erupt especially significantly.

However, at this moment, Xiahou Dun didn't want to suppress it.

"Let's have a good fight! Zhang Liao!"

As he said that, seeing that he had no effect, the ground under his feet suddenly showed signs of a large piece of shattering.

With his left hand clenched slightly in front of his fist and his right hand holding his spear upside down, he set his posture. At the same time, Xiahou Dun's aura also surged, accompanied by an aura like a tide.

"Then, it's better to obey than to be respectful!"

Letting out a breath quietly, Zhang Liao muttered something, and couldn't help but clenched the purple gold sword in his hand.

"Bang~!" Amidst the roaring explosion, the two collided again. This time, they did not separate, but began to compete with each other nearby.

From their respective exposed muscles, one could see the muscles slowly trembling and expanding.

Just looking at the veins on the arms of the two of them bursting, one can imagine how terrifying the force was in this blow.

110 Eight Xia Hou Chengwei

"Ahhhh~drink~!"

With two long roars, ferocious and winding veins burst out on the necks of Xiahou Dun and Zhang Liao at the same time.

The muscles on the arms are knotted, and the masculine atmosphere propped up by tendons is especially strong at this time.

One left and one right, the two sides staggered past.Anyone with a discerning eye can see who took advantage of the collision just now.

"Huchi...huchi..." Zhang Liao is still young after all, and his control of physical strength is inferior to that of Xiahou Dun, who has begun to grow gradually. After the reckless duel just now, he is also a little out of breath at this time.

However, on the battlefield, the situation is myriad, and being temporarily at a disadvantage does not mean losing.

Facing the pressure brought by Xiahou Dun, Zhang Liao's aura also rose rapidly, and the two looked at each other, with a strong fighting spirit constantly rising.

This battle is far from over!

"Hahaha, good boy, I didn't expect to meet someone like you in this alliance before facing Lu Bu. It's really a blessing in martial arts!"

Xiahou Dun raised his head and screamed, the armor on his body was completely reddened by his Qi gang.

An incomparable violent aura continued to rise from him, and the oppressive force that erupted was becoming stronger and stronger.

Xia Houyuan in the back knew that his cousin was really serious!

The two shouted loudly at the same time, and at the same time, charged at the opponent again.

Xiahou Dun's gun speed became slower and slower, but the oppressive feeling attached to it became more and more intense.

Under the swipe of the red qi gang, the originally blooming spear flowers also turned into dots of cold light.

With a long hiss of "Herod", Zhang Liao relied on his superb horse skills to avoid the attack, and at the same time drove his horse to start a guerrilla attack around Xiahoudun.

The sword flashed, and the harsh light of the sword swept towards Xiahou Dun like a violent storm.

The edge of the blade flickering with cold light, you can feel the unparalleled sharpness of the blade just by looking at it.

clang~!

The two competed again, the two horses turned around, and the battle began.

The power transmitted from the tip of Xiahou Dun's spear surged like a wave, layer upon layer.