Crossing the Battle of the Three Kingdoms

General Yuan Jun, who was chasing Zhao Yun, saw that Zhao Yun fell into the trap, and raised their weapons to stab Zhao Yun in the pit.

"Bah!!!"

Just at the critical moment, the white horse rushed out of the pit suddenly, and at the same time Zhao Yun swept away the stabbing weapon with the silver spear in his hand.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was about to charge away again, Yan Liang took out the longbow on his back, and quickly shot an arrow, straight to Zhao Yun's back.

As soon as Zhao Yun escaped the danger, before he could rest his breath, he heard the sound of piercing the air behind him. He turned his head and saw an arrow approaching his back.

"Boom!"

Chapter 219 Seven in and seven out

Just at the critical moment, Yuan Junzhong suddenly rushed out, and a sword split the feather arrow that was about to hit Zhao Yun's back.

Seeing someone helping, Zhao Yun was about to say thank you, but when he saw who was coming, he had a look of disbelief on his face.

"It's you? Zhang Ning!"

"That's right! Be touched! A prostitute!"

Shocked for a moment, Zhao Yun came back to his senses and stabbed to death a general Yuan who had stepped forward. He quickly rushed forward with his horse, and said helplessly, "Why are you here?"

Zhang Ning followed closely behind, waving the long sword in his hand to fend off the stabbing weapons.

"Why can't Miss Ben be here? Do you think you can escape from Miss Ben's palm?"

Zhao Yun straightened his face, and kept sweeping away the weapons in front of him with his silver spear.

"This is a battlefield! It's not a child's play!"

Zhang Ning followed closely behind Zhao Yun, and said disdainfully: "Although I am a daughter, I have experienced more than a hundred battles, but you are a prostitute."

Opening his mouth to be a prostitute, and shutting his mouth to be a prostitute, Zhao Yun simply ignored him.

At this time, Yan Liang had already chased him, and swung his sword at Zhang Ning, who had ruined his good deed.

"die!"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Ning felt the sound of breaking through the air above his head quickly, and Zhang Ning quickly resisted with his sword.

"clang!"

One centimeter away from Zhang Ning's helmet, the broadsword was held by the long sword.

"what!"

Yan Liang exerted all his strength, pressing down on the long sword and slashing downwards.

"boom!"

Um?

"woman?"

"How can there be women in the army?"

Zhang Ning gritted his teeth tightly, beads of sweat appeared on his face, his helmet was split in two, flying to both sides, his hair fell down, and the big knife was being held by the silver gun at this time.

Resisting the trembling, Zhang Ning drew his sword and stabbed Yan Liang's chest.

Seeing this, Yan Liang quickly withdrew his knife and returned to defense.

Then Zhang Ning just swayed his sword in vain, and when he saw Yan Liang retreating to the defense, he flattered his horse and rushed forward.

Seeing that Yan Liang was about to chase, Zhao Yun quickly swung his gun to intercept him.

"Yan Liang, your opponent is me!"

"Hahaha! If that bitch hadn't blocked the arrow just now, you, Zhao Yun, would have been captured long ago, how dare you go crazy!"

Hearing the word "slut", Zhao Yun felt angry.

"Young man Yan Liang! Suffer death!"

"clang!"

In his rage, Zhao Yun no longer cared about other matters, he stabbed or stabbed with the silver spear, and quickly danced with spears, aiming at Yan Liang's vitals.

Twenty rounds later.

Yan Liang originally thought that he would be able to draw with Zhao Yun, but only now did he realize that it would be difficult for him to last fifty rounds under his hands.

Desperately brandishing the broadsword to resist the continuous stabbing of silver spears, some wounds began to appear on his body.

If it weren't for the occasional Yuan generals who came forward to entangle Zhao Yun, Yan Liang might have been defeated by now.

Just when Yan Liang was struggling to hold on, a shout came suddenly.

"Zhao Yun! Look back!"

Hearing the sound, Zhao Yun turned his head and took a look, startled.

Seeing that Zhao Yun was distracted, Yan Liang's face was filled with joy, and he slashed at Zhao Yun with his big knife desperately.

"clang!"

"clang!"

Zhao Yun blocked several knives and forced Yan Liang back with one shot, shouting: "You despicable villain, blackmail a woman, call him a general in vain!"

In the distance, Chunyu Qiong stabbed Ning's neck with a knife, with a smug smile on his face.

"Hahaha! There is only victory in the battlefield, so what kindness is there, put down your weapon quickly, or this little lady will fall head to head!"

Zhang Ning saw that Zhao Yun was distracted and his silver spear was out of control. At this time, Zhang Ning was frantically resisting, feeling extremely anxious, and suddenly spat at Chunyu Qiong.

"Bah!... Evil thief, do you know who my elder brother is?"

"you!"

Chunyu Qiong touched the drool on his face, and pressed the blade towards Zhang Ning's neck, and bright red blood slowly oozes from the white skin.

Feeling the pain from his neck, Zhang Ning panicked.

"The pervert, the pervert! Save me quickly, I won't bother you anymore!"

With a crying voice reaching his ears, Zhao Yun shouted loudly and made the last move.