Suddenly, Fan Kuai let out a loud roar, and his strong body burst out with arrogance like a roaring wave. The bloodthirsty sea sword in his hand flew out like thunder. Zhang Churang was not afraid of danger, with a pair of piercing tiger eyes. The light flashed, and when the purple-gold vine gun in his hand danced, it was like a dragon and a phoenix singing together.
The two peerless weapons collided suddenly, setting off a violent hurricane, which suddenly rolled up at the intersection of the two weapons. Zhang Churang suddenly drew his gun and flew towards Fan Kuai's door. Sudden and fast, it is hard to guard against!
Fan Kuai was no ordinary person. When faced with Zhang Churang's sharp attack, he moved away as if he had a tacit understanding. When the gun passed by, he raised his sword and attacked fiercely.
Zhang Churang's momentum was calm and determined, and the Purple Vine Spear he held tightly in his hand was like his body, swinging, stabbing, and slashing at will, and when he thought of it, the spear style suddenly came out.
Although Fan Kuai's martial arts and state of mind are superior to others, under Zhang Churang's violent attack, the sword style gradually became chaotic!
"Shu General Fan Kuai, is it possible that you only have this little strength?"
The two men fought more and more fiercely. Gradually, the soldiers of both armies could only see the flying of swords and guns. No one could see clearly when the two men took action or when they changed their moves.
The yellow sand filled the sky, and the majestic murderous aura gradually condensed into an air current, shrouding the two people in it, making the two people who were fighting desperately unable to distinguish whether it was day or night.
Zhang Churang and Fan Kuai have been fighting for nearly seventy rounds. Fan Kuai's disadvantage is gradually becoming apparent, but he has no intention of admitting defeat. The loud sound of the two magic weapons colliding is more heart-shaking than the thunder falling from the sky.
After an unknown amount of time, the sky became extremely dark, and the barrier formed by the murderous aura made the figures of the two people inside become more and more blurred. The soldiers of the two armies could no longer see clearly what the battle was like, and could only rely on the sound of weapons clashing. It was learned that the fierce battle between the two was still going on.
In the darkness, Zhang Churang's pair of domineering eyes shone like stars, and the purple-gold vine spear suddenly flew and struck, suddenly shining with a dazzling light in the chaotic and blurry world.
Fan Kuai's tiger eyes as big as copper bells were like torches. In the blink of an eye, the Bloodthirsty Sea Tyrant's sword crashed down, bringing up a dazzling ray of light. The purple-gold vine gun flew like a meteor, with unparalleled speed and bloodthirsty Sea Tyrant's sword. The sword is like the power of mountains and rivers, dominating the world.
In the endless gray mist, the Purple Golden Vine Spear suddenly slashed towards Fan Kuai's face. At the same time, the bloodthirsty Haiba Sword in Fan Kuai's hand also appeared to be chopped down!
There was a loud "clang" sound, like a hole in the sky, and when the fierce fire started, the Purple Golden Vine Spear was suddenly struck open by Fan Kuai's bloodthirsty Haiba Sword!
"You, a dog-slaughterer, do have some skills!"
However, Zhang Churang seemed to have anticipated it, and secretly changed his move. He turned the tip of his spear and stabbed it diagonally. This move changed so quickly that even a top-notch warrior could hardly dodge it.
But Fan Kuai is one of the most powerful martial artists today. How could he let Zhang Churang succeed so easily? At that moment, Fan Kuai quickly moved his body. When the sword flash passed, Fan Kuai suddenly raised his sword and used the dog-butchering sword technique. It was violent chops and flying chops, in an endless chain.
I saw the brilliant and frightening sword light, surrounding Zhang Churang from all sides. Zhang Churang remained calm in the face of danger, his eyes were majestic, and with a loud shout, as if there was a dragon, the purple-gold vine gun flew up quickly, killing Tenglong Jiu Change gun skills.
The first five shots were like thunder and lightning, each strike was more violent and faster than the last, blocking Fan Kuai's sword move. Fan Kuai's attack slowed down, but Zhang Churang's attack had not stopped yet, and started again quickly.
When the cold light flashed, the purple-gold vine gun was almost at Fan Kuai's throat. Fan Kuai hurriedly ducked to avoid it, but the purple-gold vine gun hit Fan Kuai's helmet, causing a frightening burst of fire.
Immediately, there were bursts of exclamations from the Shu army. Because of the rapid and violent killing, all the Shu soldiers who boarded the city wall thought that Zhang Churang's spear had pierced Fan Kuai's face.
The soldiers on the Jiameng Pass garrison came to their senses one after another, cheered in unison, and all raised their arms and shouted, but it seemed that they were too happy!
Suddenly, in front of Zhang Churang, a series of hurricane blowing sounds suddenly appeared. Fan Kuai used all his strength to attack suddenly, killing all with life-threatening moves.
Fan Kuai was anxious. He would definitely lose if he continued like this. He could not tolerate failure and could not bear the consequences of failure.
Fan Kuai's strength is gradually declining, and he is injured. Although it is not serious, in a duel between masters, there is no room for negligence. If the injury occurs, Fan Kuai will undoubtedly die.
In other words, the longer the duel dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for Fan Kuai. Therefore, Fan Kuai Jian took a sideways approach and abandoned his defense in order to end the duel as soon as possible.
I saw Fan Kuai was like a demon king, his sword movements were extremely fierce, opening and closing widely, moving forward without any backward movement, as if he wanted to swallow Zhang Churang alive.
Zhang Churang narrowed his eyes and seemed to have noticed Fan Kuai's thoughts. Instead, he was not in a hurry, concentrated on gathering his strength, and resisted Fan Kuai's offensive with four ounces of skillful energy.
On the battlefield, on the surface, Fan Kuai's attack seemed powerful and he had the upper hand, but in fact, he did not pose any threat to Zhang Churang. The more Fan Kuai killed, the more frightened he became, but suddenly he became evil and bold, and even deliberately showed his neutral position.
Zhang Churang was blinded by the sight. The purple vine spear suddenly shot up, and a cold light suddenly flashed out. Seeing that it was about to hit him, Fan Kuai jumped out of the way at the critical moment. He suddenly shot out with one hand and caught Zhang Churang firmly. Jean's Purple Vine Spear.
At the same time, Fan Kuai suddenly raised his sword. The sword had the potential to break the sky and open the mountain. He slashed towards Zhang Churang. Zhang Churang opened his eyes anxiously, as if two rays of lightning were shot out, and he let out a roar, which sounded like the roar of a dragon. .
Zhang Churang turned his hand, and a strange force shook Fan Kuai's giant hand away. Just as the Bloodthirsty Sea Saber was about to fall, the Purple Golden Vine Spear flew up and slashed towards Fan Kuai's forehead.
In the gray mist, two silver lights moved forward quickly. If neither of them dodge, they would definitely die. Zhang Churang and Fan Kuai seemed to be unwilling to end up losing both of them. Fan Kuai dodged first, while Zhang Churang Take the opportunity to avoid it.
Both of them evaded hastily, leaving an opening. Zhang Churang was waiting for this opportunity. His momentum suddenly burst out, like an angry sea boiling. The Purple Vine Spear in his hand shot out like lightning and hit Fan Kuai's chest directly.
Fan Kuai hurriedly swung his sword to block it, and a huge force came towards him. Fan Kuai spurted out a mouthful of blood mist, flew backwards, and hit the ground heavily!
"You dog-slaughterer, although you have some abilities, it's a pity that you are no match for me. Go to hell!"
Just when Zhang Churang gave in and walked towards the bruised Fan Kuai, suddenly, several figures stood in front of him. When Zhang Churang took a closer look, he saw that there were five or six Shu army generals coming.
"It's really lively, so many people came!"
Looking at the Shu generals in front of him, Zhang Churang's eyes were flashing with cold murderous intent. At this time, the murderous intent in his body was rising steadily. He unconsciously clenched the purple vine gun tightly with his hand, put into a fighting posture, and was ready to go. .
"Zhang Churang, please don't hurt General Fan Kuai."
Shu general Gao Pei looked up to the sky and roared angrily. His eyes were red, his strong arm muscles bulged, and the sharp machete was so powerful that he slashed straight towards Zhang Churang's head.
"Noisy!"
A cold light suddenly appeared, and Shu general Gao Pei felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes and looked down, he found a headless corpse spraying blood.
"This... seems to be my body!"
Gao Pei, the general of Shu, died!
