Cao Zihuan, are you still drinking horse urine?
Liu Mang's voice was so loud that Cao Pi gritted his teeth.
Today I wanted to give Liu Mang a showdown at the reception banquet.
Unexpectedly, Liu Mang pushed Hua Xin, Wang Lang, Gu Yong and others to the ground and rubbed them.
Regardless of whether you are mocking openly or implicitly, Liu Mang can retaliate in the same way!
When three parties come together, two will be injured!
This made Cao Pi and Sun Quan very depressed. They could only relieve their mood by drinking.
"This poetry contest hasn't started yet, so it's inevitable that people will feel a little bored."
"We might as well let Zhong Kang come forward and dance with his sword to entertain us."
After Cao Pi finished speaking, Xu Chu, the personal guard, had already stepped forward. The blade in his hand was obviously much wider than a normal sword.
After all, ordinary swords looked more like toys in Xu Chu's hands.
"Xu Chu, dance the sword for you all!"
"That sick cat! There is no beauty in your sword dance at all!"
Before Xu Chu finished speaking, he heard Zhang Fei take the initiative to speak, "It's better to dance alone than in two! I, Zhang, will accompany you!"
Zhang Fei's provocative eyes undoubtedly stimulated Xu Chu.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
"Okay! I'll wait for you to come over!"
Zhang Fei stepped forward with his sword in hand. The two just exchanged glances and were already fighting together!
"The Jianming Juque is specially designed to kill Shu thieves!"
The giant sword in Xu Chu's hand was far beyond ordinary swords in terms of width and thickness.
There was only a "click" sound, and the sword in Zhang Fei's hand was broken!
"good!"
Cao Pi clapped his hands and said, "My sword of Wei is indeed extremely sharp and invincible!"
Seeing that Cao Pi had something to say, all the Han generals looked angry.
Everyone could see that Zhang Fei suffered a loss with the sword.
"Third uncle, nephew, there is a weapon prepared for you, but it is a knife rather than a sword."
Before Liu Mang finished speaking, Zhang Fei couldn't wait to reach out his hand.
"My eldest nephew! It doesn't matter if it's a knife or a sword, as long as it can kill this sick cat, even if it's a fire stick, bring it to me!"
Everyone can see that this kind of sword dance is more like a life and death fight.
However, with the skills of Zhang Fei and Xu Chu, neither side could kill their opponent.
"Fan Jiang, Zhang Da! Send the knife to Third Uncle!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
As Zhang Fei's generals, the two respectfully presented the sword to Zhang Fei.
"Good knife!"
Zhang Fei's hair fell on the blade, but he saw that the blade blew the hair and broke the hair, it was very sharp!
"My nephew, does this sword have a name?"
"Back to Third Uncle, this sword is called Xintinghou!"
Xintinghou?
Zhang Fei was overjoyed, that was the title Liu Bei bestowed upon him!
Doesn't this mean that this sword was carefully forged by Liu Mang for him?
"This sword is made of iron from the Chizhu Mountain. Third uncle, let's take a look at the blade!"
When Zhang Fei heard this, he looked over and saw several large characters engraved on the blade: "General Xinting Hou Han"!
"What a good knife! It's really a good knife!"
"Not only did my hair get cut off, but my identity was also marked!"
"I, Lao Zhang, really like this gift!"
Uh-huh!
Zhang Fei held Xintinghou in his hand, looked at Xu Chu, and laughed loudly: "Sick cat, if I see blood on the blade, I will chop off your dog's head!"
Xu Chu was not afraid at all, the giant tower in his hand was his confidence!
Although it was not cast by Ou Yezi, it was still the hard work of Cao Wei craftsmen.
The two magic weapons collided together, and only a roar was heard, which deafened everyone present.
Whether it was Zhang Fei or Xu Chu, there was a hint of murderous intent in their eyes!
The two slashed several times in succession, and Xintinghou's blade shone with a cold light, as happy as its master!
The giant sword in Xu Chu's hand is mainly defensive. Like its owner, it is eager to protect the owner.
"Second brother! Look at third brother and Xu Chu..."
Liu Bei was worried about Zhang Fei. As the elder brother, even though he knew that his brother was highly skilled in martial arts, he still couldn't help but worry.
"Don't worry, brother! The third brother has obtained a treasured sword, which is really enviable!"
"Mang'er, why didn't you get a sword for your second uncle?"
"You are favoring one over the other!"
Seeing that Guan Yu was unhappy, Liu Mang looked up at the sky forty-five times, pretending that he didn't hear anything.
"snort!"
"Second uncle, are you angry?"
Zhang Fei and Xu Chu were fighting fiercely on the side, but Guan Yu got into a little temper.
After all, a sword is very important to a general.
Not only can he kill enemies on the battlefield, but he is also a status symbol in daily life and can brag with his colleagues.
Guan Yu knew very well how good Zhang Fei was at Xintinghou.
"Zilong has Qingzhi, Yide has Xintinghou, Xingba has Bahai!"
"It's really pitiful that Guan is alone!"
Seeing Guan Yu use the bitter meat tactic, Pang Tong snickered in his heart. Why did General Guan use the bitter meat tactic and still look arrogant?
"Yes, yes! Send the knife to my second uncle quickly!"
Liu Mang waved his hand, and Fu Wei understood immediately when he saw this.
"General Guan, Your Highness has already prepared your sword."
"This sword is made from the fine iron of Dushan, and is called the enemy of ten thousand men!"
"Ten thousand troops will take the enemy general's head from it! Demonstrate the courage of General Guan to kill Yan Liang on his white horse!"
Fu Xu presented ten thousand enemies to him, and Guan Yu's face became happy.
"What a great sword! This sword is no less than that of Yide's Xintinghou!"
Guan Yu couldn't put it down, so he immediately drew his sword and shouted: "Does anyone dare to try the sword?"
Guan Yu pointed his sword at Zhang Liao, but the latter did not want to be his enemy and pretended not to hear.
Zhang Fei and Xu Chu were fighting fiercely over there, but Xintinghou was the real master, and the giant sword was from the northwest.
In the end, after successive collisions, a gap suddenly appeared in the giant sword!
"Sick cat, give me a head!"
Zhang Fei shouted angrily, and Xintinghou cut the giant sword in two. Xu Chu was panicked at this time.
With such a sharp blade, if it is really hit, the body will be dismembered.
Xu Chu made a lazy donkey roll. Although he looked embarrassed and ridiculous, he escaped the fatal move.
"Wait a minute! Since it's a sword dance, naturally it's over!"
Hua Xin spoke quickly, fearing that Zhang Fei would kill Xu Chu.
"Fuck your motherfucker! If I had failed just now, what would you have said to end it?"
Hua Xin was scolded bloody, as Zhang Fei said, if Xu Chu had the upper hand, they would like Zhang Fei to die.
"I...I was defeated by the weapon!"
"If I had such a precious sword, I wouldn't necessarily lose to a ring-eyed thief like you!"
Xu Chu was furious, but saw Zhang Fei laughing.
"Why is Wei's sword so sharp and indestructible? It's still not as good as the swords of our great men!"
"You sick cat, if you lose, you lose. Why do you find so many excuses?"
Just when Zhang Fei was about to attack, he heard his elder brother Liu Bei speak.
"Yide, you are all here to participate in the Poetry Competition, please don't kill people recklessly."
"I will kill them on the battlefield in the future to make them convinced."
"My second brother, I haven't tried the sword yet, who dares to step forward?"
Liu Bei was very proud when he saw the bravery of the two tiger brothers. He started from scratch, and his greatest wealth was his brothers.
"To be honest, I, Liu Xuande, can become emperor only by relying on three things!"
"Brother! Brother! Still his brother!"
