Zhou Cang killed Alishan and took away a blood for Liu Bei's army. There were shouts in Liu Bei's army, because Zhou Cang killed Alishan in one fell swoop, which boosted morale! When looking at the Wuhuan army, morale suddenly fell sharply because of the defeat in the first battle.

Qiu Liju saw it and his face became more gloomy. At this time, a horse ran out behind him and rushed straight to Zhou Cang! The man was extremely majestic. He was only wearing a leather armor on his body, holding a steel fork in his hand, and came like a fierce evil spirit. Zhou Cang was ready for battle at this time, and the man rushed to Zhou Cang, and the war horse thrust over with his impetus. Zhou Cang waved his big knife to stand up and held the other party's steel fork with one knife.

At this time, he felt a powerful force surged from the knife, and his arms felt extremely heavy, as if there was a thousand pounds of force on the other party's fork, which made Zhou Cang feel unbearable! Zhou Cang shouted loudly, and the blue veins on his arms burst, and then he suddenly exerted force to lift the steel fork! Then he waved the sword and slashed the man's chest.

At this time, the man took back the steel fork and blocked Zhou Cang's big knife. The two of them fought back and forth. Han Fei was watching the battle from behind, and suddenly he frowned and asked Zhao Yun beside him, "Zilong, why do I think Zhou Cang seems to be unable to do it?"

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "What the military advisor said is not bad, General Zhou is about to be defeated!" Han Fei rolled his eyes and said, "What are you waiting for! Go and change him back! Do you have to wait for someone to kill him?"

After hearing this, Zhao Yun smiled bitterly and said, "These two are fighting, I'm afraid it's not right for me to go up rashly?" Han Fei turned his head and said with a look of regret, "General Zilong, the opposite is a foreign race, so there is no need to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality to them! Besides, I'm not asking you to attack him! What's wrong with just asking you to replace Zhou Cang."

After hearing this, Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Thank you for your teachings from the military teacher. I will go and replace General Zhou next time!" After Zhao Yun said that, he went out to fight straight for the two people who were fighting. At this time, Zhou Cang was indeed defeated. He was accidentally stabbed into his left shoulder by the opponent's steel fork! Zhou Cang was stimulated by a burst of pain, and a force surged out of his body. The big knife quickly forced the man to retreat. Then Zhou Cang rode his horse back and was defeated. The man chased him and was about to catch up with Zhou Cang! Even the steel fork had already stabbed his back.

At the critical moment, Zhao Yun arrived! Zhao Yun picked up the bright silver spear in his hand and suddenly hit the opponent's steel fork. This man's offensive slowed down. At this time, Zhao Yun suddenly pulled the bright silver spear back. Then he shook the gun body, and the bright silver spear turned into seven spear heads and rushed towards the man and stabbed him. The man on the opposite side was startled. He quickly waved the steel fork in his hand and tried his best to be on his body.

Resist in front. But together they were destined to be futile. Zhao Yun's bird-to-phoenix gun was not something he, the Wuhuan man, could resist. Seeing his steel fork passing through the six phantoms, the only shot that stabbed the throat could not be blocked. So he could only watch Zhao Yun's bright silver gun pierced into his throat. He made a reluctance sound from his mouth, and this man covered his throat and fell off his horse. His eyes were wide open and his eyes were closed!

Zhao Yun killed the steel fork warrior in one move, and the morale of Liu Bei's army rose again! There were shouting sounds in the military formation! Looking at the Wuhuan people's formation, Qiu Liju's face turned pale and gritted his teeth and shouted to the people beside him: "Who goes to kill this person with me? I will reward him with ten Han female slaves and one hundred sheep!" As soon as he finished speaking, one of them replied: "I'll come!" Qiu Liju looked in the voice and said that the person who spoke was from the Qingyang tribe. The Qingyang tribe is also one of the five major tribes. He is closest to the Huangyang tribe where Qiu Liju is located, and his relationship is the best. The person who answered was the number one warrior of the Qingyang tribe named Pangen! His weapon was a big stick, with a total of 83 kilograms. No matter who he was against the enemy, he would beat him with one stick, and few people could catch him with three sticks. Therefore, he also had a nickname called Pan Sanshang in Qingyang tribe!

Qiu Liju saw that it was him, but nodded and said, "You go, there will be no less reward!" Pangen cracked his mouth and smiled, "That big leader, I'll go now!" After saying that, he fought the war horses, and the war horse carried him out. Pangen's big waist, round tiger's back and bear's waist, plus the 83-pound stick, ordinary horses must not be able to carry it, but the horse under his crotch was a BMW. The horse was so ugly, and the hair on his body was divided into several colors, including black, white, brown, and even reddish-brown. However, although it was not good at growing, it was not fast, but it had outstanding endurance, and it seemed very easy to carry a person and a stick.

At this time, Pangen had already rode a horse to the opposite side of Zhao Yun. He grabbed the horse and looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Hey! The Han people opposite, my name is Pangen. I will tell you the name first so that you can be a wise ghost!" After hearing this, Zhao Yun sneered, "Whoever dies and whoever lives is still alive! My name is Zhao Yun, you remember it too!" After saying that, the silver spear shook, and it was still a hundred birds looking for the phoenix spear, and the seven spear heads rushed towards Pangen.

Pangen stretched the big stick in his hand forward, then his hands turned like a wheel, forming a barrier in front of him instantly. Dangdang... With seven consecutive sounds, Zhao Yun failed to pierce his barrier and was blocked. Zhao Yun saw that it was not possible and immediately pulled the gun and prepared to take action again. At this time, Pangen's eyes lit up, and he stopped the big stick in his hand! Then he suddenly raised the big stick, rushed to Zhao Yun's head and smashed it down. At the same time, he shouted: "You'll be here for me!"

"Woo!" The big stick ran towards Zhao Yun's head with the sound of wind. This stick was quite fast, so it was too late for Zhao Yun to hide! There was no way Zhao Yun pushed up with a gun in his hands! There was a loud bang! This stick was hitting Zhao Yun's bright silver spear! It was a pity that Zhao Yun's gun was treasured by his master Tong Yuan, and the ordinary gun must be broken. Even so, Zhao Yun only felt pain in his ears, like thunder exploding on his head.

The same. Then his arms were numb, and bloodshot from the hands holding the gun were oozing out of the tiger's mouth. "This person is so strong!" Zhao Yun was secretly frightened, and at the same time he lifted the big stick hard, then rode his horse away from him. Pangen failed to kill Zhao Yun with one move, and he was also a little surprised. He grinned and said, "You white-faced Han man, you still have some skills! Then you can eat me again!" After that, he stepped forward and the big stick rushed to Zhao Yun again.

Zhao Yun suffered a loss once, how could he take his move? So he pulled the horse to the side, then used a bright silver spear to lift it up, and the gun was slanted on the big stick, and he immediately removed most of the force of the stick. Pangen smiled at this time. He saw that Zhao Yun did not dare to fight him head-on, so he swept the big stick, rushed towards Zhao Yun's upper body and forced Zhao Yun to take the move!
Chapter completed!