Guan Yu pulled back his horse, let out a breath, and roared and slashed out. Lu Bu's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he used his halberd to greet him, and the two fought together.

Outside the field, Liu Bei sighed in pain and said, "Why did it happen at this time!"

Gongsun Zan had already rested for a while, rode a horse to see the three generals competing for power. He was beside Liu Bei, and asked after hearing this, "What do you mean by your good brother?"

Liu Bei sighed: "My second brother has a brain disease. He doesn't speak any words on weekdays and is restless. Once the attack occurs, he will be angry and kill people when he sees them!"

Gongsun Zan said in surprise: "How could this happen! Then he often kills good people by chance?"

Liu Bei shook his head and said, "Fortunately he only occasionally gets sick on the battlefield. I don't know how many Yellow Turban thieves died of this disease under his knife! If it weren't for his bravery, I'm afraid he would go crazy and there would be no one in the world who could cure him. In recent years, my second brother has never gotten sick. When he saw Lu Bu today, he actually had a brain disease and rushed out to kill Lu Bu!"

Gongsun Zan was shocked and said, "Isn't this very good? With his huge force, he will definitely be able to kill Lu Bu and make great contributions."

Liu Bei sighed: "No such a good thing! If he doesn't get sick, both offense and defense are strong, and even his third brother can only compete with him at a draw. If he gets sick, he will be strong offensive and defense are weak. When facing a weak hand, he will naturally cut off his head with one knife. If he faces a strong general, he cannot easily kill the opponent and is attacked by the opponent, he is afraid that he will have life worries!"

Gongsun Zan said in surprise: "Have he ever met a powerful general?"

Liu Bei shook his head and sighed, "Not yet, but my third brother has been with him for many years. If he had known his tricks, when he became ill and killed someone, he could break his sword circle and knock him out in just one move."

Gongsun Zan was worried secretly, raised his eyes to the field, comforted him, "I see that he attacked fiercely and defended closely. After fighting for so long, he has not yet been defeated. There must be no problem. My brother is too worried!"

When Liu Bei heard what he said, he looked into the field and saw that Guan Yu's guards were indeed tight, so he felt relieved.

In the battlefield, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword shone with cold light, instantly rolling Lu Bu into the sword circle. The powerful offensive was like the Yangtze River, with endless waves, rushing straight towards Lu Bu.

Lu Bu was excited and his arms were filled with strength. Every halberd stabbed was full of strength, enough to break mountains and crack rocks, and hit the blade with one move. Even though Guan Yu was brave, he could not do anything. Instead, he was forced to get busy by the several halberds he stabbed out of his sword circle and was almost injured.

Zhang Fei, who had been watching the battle not far away, was itchy when he saw itchy, and shouted: "Lu Bu, take me Zhang Fei's shot!"

When Lu Bu heard this, he tried his best to stab him out. Guan Yu pulled his horse away and was forced to retreat aside. Lu Bu took advantage of the situation and urged his horse to rush towards Zhang Fei.

The two horses charged against each other and met in the field in an instant. The halberd spear pierced out at the same time, and it hit hard in the air, with a loud sound. The two horses crossed and no one had ever taken advantage of it.

Running far away, Lu Bu and Zhang Fei drove the horses to charge again, and stabbed more than ten moves at the same time. The speed was extremely fast, just like dozens of spearheads and halberds appeared in the air. The sound of gold and iron clashed randomly, and the spearheads and halberds collided continuously, and Mars burst out, dazzled the audience outside the field.

The cold wind blew towards him, and Guan Yu suddenly woke up a lot. He pulled his horse and held his sword, stroked his long beard, and silently watched the battle between his third brother and Lu Bu not far away.

The cold wind blew his green parrot battle robe and cut his face like a sharp blade. The corners of his eyes were cool, which was a tear that was unconsciously gushing out when he remembered everything in the past, and was instantly blown dry by the cold wind, leaving only a piece of coldness.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore! Guan Yu raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and slapped the horse and rushed forward, swinging the knife to slash Lu Bu’s neck.

Lu Bu blocked the halberd with a sharp expression, and quickly returned the halberd, stabbing Guan Yu in the chest.

Guan Yu pulled his horse away, waved his sword again, and fought against Lu Bu with Zhang Fei.

Faced with the siege of two powerful generals, Lu Bu was not afraid of his face, and a Fangtian Painted Spear blocked the east and killed the west, fighting with the two generals.

The loud noise of gold and iron clashing was constantly coming from the field. Each attack contained extremely strong power from both sides. Lu Bu used his power to block the switch, Zhang Er, and generals, and was not afraid of it. The long halberd pierced through the air, with strong power, reached the front of the second general, forcing the second general to concentrate on responding. Although he was at the upper hand, he could not defeat Lu Bu.

Off the field, a hero rose up, was the brother of the second general, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande!

Seeing the two brothers fighting bravely with Lu Bu, a stream of passion came out of Liu Bei's chest. In an instant, he felt aroused with enthusiasm. He waved his swords and urged the horse to run out, shouting loudly: "Three brothers Liu Bei, come and ask Mr. Wen for advice!"

Lu Bu waved his halberd to block the snake spear that Zhang Fei stabbed, and sneered: "Come on, even if you are three brothers, I just thought that you saw three mad dogs!"

Zhang Fei was furious and became powerful. He stabbed the steel spear. Lu Bu blocked his halberd and his body was shocked. He was secretly shocked: "This black-faced thief has such a great deal of strength!"

The snake spear was retracted and prepared to stab again. On the other side, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword had also been slashed. Lu Bu raised his halberd to shoot a big sword, and his body was shocked again.

Liu Bei was very arrogant. Although he scolded him, he did not take it seriously at all. Instead, his face turned red and excited that he could confront the famous god of war Lu Bu.

The sword was as cold as water, and it drew an arc in the air and slashed towards Lu Bu's throat. Looking at the cold air, it was indeed two extremely sharp divine weapons.

Seeing that he was weak, Lu Bu suddenly felt contemptuous in his heart. He unconsciously pushed his halberd to resist. The halberd and sword intersected. Suddenly, a suction force emerged from the sword, and it was slightly rotated on the tip of the halberd. The heavy Fang Tian Hua Ji was actually led to aside, revealing a gap in his chest.

Zhang Fei was clearly seen and was very happy and stabbed the gun quickly. Lu Bu hurriedly returned to his halberd to resist. The halberd pole hit the spear head, opened the snake spear, pulled the horse back, and couldn't help but sweat.

A gust of wind came from behind his ears. Lu Bu waved Fang Tian Hua Ji and slammed the blade hard, slashing the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. Then, he saw Liu Bei swaying his sword and stabbing him again.
Chapter completed!