I am the Crown Prince of the Three Kingdoms

This time it was the fifth warrior, Da Tu, who wielded a big axe.He lasted fifteen rounds.

"superior."

Another roar.

This time it was the third warrior, Dalang, who used the golden hammer.This time, Zhao Yun used twenty rounds.

"bump."

When Dalang's golden hammer fell to the ground, there was a dull and loud noise.All the Xianbei warriors present closed their eyes in pain.

This is their fourth warrior, and only one of their five warriors is left.If it is defeated in the next battle, then.

Thinking of this, they didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Hahaha."

But at this moment, the leader suddenly let out a loud laugh, the laughter was full of viciousness, but also had a kind of unparalleled pleasure.

Kuitou's hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, but his face was filled with a smile, a crazy smile.

It's dead, Zhao Yun is dead.

Although heartbroken by the death and injury of the warriors, the leader could see clearly.Zhao Yun is getting worse and worse, the first ten rounds, the last twenty rounds.

Moreover, the people at the beginning used long knives at a faster speed, while the last big wave used a golden hammer and their speed was slower.The two sides fought, but it took twenty rounds.

This proves that Zhao Yun is dead.

Next, it was Zhao Yun's death.

He was simply irresistible, he was better than any of the previous four warriors, the Dire Wolf was countless times better, and Dire Wolf still used guns.

The speed of the gun is fast, maybe it can kill Zhao Yun in one round.That way, everything is covered up.

One victory conceals one hundred ugliness.The Han army was defeated again, and the battle was won.Their Da Xianbei is still invincible, and it is still the Da Xianbei that is rich in warriors.

But the Han people are still weak and unbearable.Thinking about it, the joy in Kui Tou's eyes became more and more high.

"let's go."

The leader yelled at the wolf.

"promise."

With a promise, the mad wolf walked to the side.Over there, some warriors have already prepared their horses and spears.

This war horse is a yellow puma, yellow all over, the horse neighs like a bull's roar, it is very handsome.The long spear is eight feet long, the whole body is black, and it looks mysterious and abnormal.

"drive."

Turning on his horse and holding a spear, the wolf roared and urged his horse to kill Zhao Yun.For a while, the sound of horseshoes continued like waves.

"Kill, kill, kill him, First Warrior."

"It's up to you to protect the name of Great Xianbei. Great Xianbei warrior."

"Dire wolf, mad wolf."

At this moment, the pride of the Xianbei warriors was concentrated on the wolf, their eyes were bloodshot, and they shouted with emotion.

"Come on, kill him, kill Zhao Yun."

Kui Tou also had red eyes and shouted loudly.

"Kill it."

Budugen, Kirby also roared.

"You must die."

Yan Zhong clenched his fist tightly and roared in his heart.

But Ma Chao, Dong Gai, Zhang Liao, Zhang Jai, Pang De, Yan Xing and other generals became more and more worried about Zhao Yun.They clenched their fists tightly and watched nervously.

I can't wait to go up immediately and replace Zhao Yun.

So despicable, so shameless.

"kill."

At this moment, almost everyone in the Han army was worried about Zhao Yun.There is only one person who still persists, and that is Liu Feng.

At this moment, Liu Feng's arms were already sore, and his voice was almost hoarse.It was relatively easy for Zhao Yun to kill someone.

He roared loudly and hammered the snare drum fiercely.

Already exhausted.But at this moment, Liu Feng still let out a loud roar, and then waved his hands violently.

Enduring the pain, he moved happily.

"Dong dong dong."

The sound of beating the drum suddenly sounded, and the roar continued.

Right now, when both parties are either worried or confident.Zhao Yun in the arena was a little strange.

I saw that Zhao Yun's face was still like this, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a strange smile.This is like sarcasm, like the odds are determined.

Zhao Yun is a calm person, he is not frivolous.Such an expression rarely appeared on Zhao Yun's face.Once there, there is no way to go wrong.

"Die."

At this moment, the number one warrior under the drum of Xianbei, the wild wolf, rode his horse and approached Zhao Yun.A roar sounded, and his long spear stabbed at Zhao Yun like a black lightning bolt.

A loud roar, like thunder on the ground, resounded in all directions.

As for Zhao Yun, his expression was the same, but his arms were suddenly tense, and then he let them go.That's right, it's simply sending the spear out.

At this moment, Zhao Yun seemed like an old man, without any momentum.But his long spear is very fast, unbelievably fast, it seems to be faster than lightning, and even sharper.

First come first.

Killed the mad wolf.

At that moment, Dire Wolf showed an incredulous expression.This, hasn't this Zhao Yun experienced a wheel war?How could he still have such explosive power? Isn't he tired?

What a powerful shot it was.