Sharpening a knife and drinking, Hua Fei crossed the horse town with his upper body naked.

After drinking all night, Hua Fei's face was red and purple, his eyes were intoxicated and blurred. The soldiers hiding in the town looked around carefully, sometimes worried and sometimes anxious, but no one dared to come forward to persuade him. The scout who wanted to sneak back to Zhongdu to inform him last night was what happened. Everyone saw it. No one could guess why General Hua was so angry, and he became irritable. He whipped the scout until his death. His body was thrown out of the town at will, and it began to fester overnight.

Although the general was brave, he had drunk all night... the rebel general came stepping on the body of General Wang.

The soldiers were worried and did not dare to come forward to persuade him. They could only watch the general standing in front of the town with a sword and motionless movement until the dragon-like chariot stepped on the white of the fish belly and broke through the air.

The rustling amazement sounded from time to time, and the soldiers under Hua Fei stared at the sky, staring at the flying dragon that was well-known for just seven or eight days.

At this moment, a cold snorkeling came, needless to say, it was Hua Fei.

His eyes narrowed into a thin slit, Hua Fei stared at the flying dragon from far to near, his drunkenness dissipated from the tiger's eyes, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

All his nicknames of the tiger with wings are much wider than ordinary people because his shoulders are much wider than ordinary people. The muscles on the shoulders and backs are protruding, and the shoulder braces are stretched out. From a distance, it looks like he has two wings. Because of his natural strange appearance, Young Master Hua Fei is often rolled down and was excluded after being taken into the army by the army. Fortunately, he met Lu Fengqi later, and the magical use of his two wings was discovered at that time.

The past has stopped, but I am the only one who is drunk today.

A small song suddenly appeared in his mind, Hua Fei wiped his mouth, staring at the flying dragon in the sky and smiled coldly.

As soon as he jumped, Hua Fei jumped onto the horse's back, his knees bent slightly, and the next moment his body had turned into a string and shot towards Jin Guang Liuyu's chariot.

Hua Fei's back muscles were twisting, as if two big paddles were constantly stirring the air. The flowing wind came from all directions, lifting his body up. Rather than saying that he was leaping into the air, he was relied on the two back muscles to glide in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Hua Fei appeared a hundred feet high with a long sword in his hand, staring at the flying dragon.

The curtain of the flying dragon was lifted up, and the young man was holding the green shirt and spear, looking directly at Hua Fei opposite him.

After the seven passes were broken, three towns passed two, only one Zhongyuan Town was left, with a tiger with wings on it. An Bochen stared at the last opponent on the Guannan wilderness road expressionlessly. He was in mid-air, and his fighting spirit had brewed to the peak. At the same time, Hua Fei was also silently staring at An Bochen.

The first time I heard that An Bochen was when he fled for a hundred days, he was defeated from the south to the north. Not only did he not die, but he also grew rapidly in battles and clashes. His guns advanced by leaps and bounds. After a hundred days, even Thirteen Horses could not do anything to him. To this day, he has passed seven passes and entered three towns and has never lost another one.

Is he the one who involves Dakuan’s luck in Lu Fengqi?

Hanging in the air, Hua Fei looked at the boy opposite him carefully, and no matter how he looked, he couldn't tell what was unique to An Bochen.

They looked at each other silently, and for a moment, neither of them spoke.

Hua Fei is the mountain that Anbochen can't wait to climb, while Anbochen is the "luck" that Hua Fei is most curious about. He has been famous and long-awaited for each other.

The morning breeze rolled up the dead grass on the wilderness and turned to the sides, like two waves, one south and one north, swinging towards the Central Plains Town to the east.

Hua Fei frowned. He was in mid-air and saw Wuhua holding the magic-killing wand and Zhang Bushi on the other side at a glance. At some point, the two had already gotten off the flying dragon, one south and one north, and rushed towards Zhongyuan Town in a horn. With friends coming to help, An Bochen was naturally happy. On the way to Zhongyuan Town, the three of them had already discussed it. An Bochen drove alone, while Wuhua and Zhang Bushi fell in front of the town. When Hua Fei took action, they forced the town to seize Hua Fei, forcing Hua Fei to take care of both of them, and caught him off guard.

Zhang Wu and Zhang jumped into the town as they rose and fell, killing the magic wand with one hand and two swords between their eyebrows. They really got tigers into the flock of sheep, killing the soldiers under Hua Fei's command roared and screamed, and retreated.

However, beyond An Bochen's surprise, Hua Fei was not moved at all. His face was calm and he was still calm and he was still staring at him leisure, as if he didn't care about the lives of the hundreds of soldiers at all.

If you don’t even care about your own life, death, honor and disgrace, how could Hua Fei care about others? He only cared about one person, but as time flies, Hua Shao will never come back, and he doesn’t know how much he has to care about.

"Happiness? You little boy, a mere Lang general, what does it have to be with Dakuang's fortune? What does it have to be with someone?"

Hua Fei finally spoke. His voice was rough, but because of the bitterness, he had a little bit of heroic atmosphere, as if he was asking An Bochen or himself.

He didn't wait for An Bochen's answer, but what he waited for was a silver-white spear.

The closer the Wei Kingdom, the more anxious An Bochen was, how could he have the heart to talk nonsense with Hua Fei? He had no time to listen to him complaining about himself.

With a trembling wrist, a cyclone was drawn out toward Hua Fei's right neck, An Bochen flew out on tiptoe, put the flying dragon in the air into the bead chain, and then stopped holding his gun and stabbing Hua Fei.

Hua Fei was still floating strangely in the air, and did not dodge until the cyclone came, and raised his arms and waved his sword to fight against An Bochen.

In Zhongyuan Town, Zhang Bushi had already stopped, but Wuhua was still not happy. He held the magic killing wand and killed everyone. The Zhongdu soldiers guarding the town were dead and fled. Not long after, they gave the land under their feet to Wuhua and the others.

Seeing that Wuhua and Zhang Bushi were done, An Bochen didn't want to fight for a long time. He avoided Huafei's sword with his wrist, Yu Fengfei took five or six steps, held the gun with four fingers, and turned his right hand violently, stirring the air to gather in the sky to form a spiral column of air.

A conical cyclone was floating on the shiny spear tip, with lightning flashing and the three rushes of Feng Shui and Fire rushing. It made Wu Hua in Zhongyuan Town amazed, and Zhang Bushi's mouth slightly raised.

Neither of them planned to take action. First, they were far away from Shangyuan, and second, the general situation was determined. Hundreds of soldiers were killed and dispersed. Although Hua Fei was named five tigers, he was isolated and helpless, and his aura must have plummeted. An Bochen also had a magical gun skill, so it would be no problem to kill Hua Fei from the sky.

"break!"

With the handle of the gun flat and the line of the gun arm, An Bochen faced the wind in the sky and pointed it at Hua Fei and stabbed it out of the silver spear.

The silver spear roared out, and the spiral column escaped from the tip of the spear and flew out first. In a blink of an eye, it had hit three feet in front of Hua Fei.

Through the silver-white cyclone emitted from the tip of the gun, Amberchen looked at Hua Fei, and a look of surprise appeared between his eyebrows.

Hua Fei had no skills to control the air, nor did he release a sword and skill battle formation. He just stared at An Bochen thoughtfully, his cheeks were slightly red, his eyes wide open, as if he was drunk and still not awake.

Can he become the Five Tiger General in this way?

An Bochen was confused, but he didn't stop at all. The silver spear was like a dragon, and he moved forward.

Just when the spiral air column was only three or four feet away from Hua Fei and the violent cyclone had blown Hua Fei's long dark brown hair, Hua Fei seemed to have woken up from a dream, sneered, rolled up his long knife and slashed towards the spiral air column.

Without skills to control the air, without sword skills and battle formations, Hua Fei was like Wang Yue yesterday. With just a long sword in his hand, he was lightly facing the spiral column that could open mountains and break lakes.

Of course, unlike Wang Yue's indifference of being unsuspecting to favor and disgrace, Hua Fei's mouth was filled with disdain and sarcasm.

"break!"

With a loud shout, Hua Fei's eyes rose like white fire, and the muscles on his shoulders and back suddenly expanded, which set off his tiger's eyes, chins and beards, which looked a bit like the legendary winged tiger.

With one knife, nearly 15,000 kilograms of force surged out along the trembling tip of the knife, tearing the spiral air column apart, and hitting Wuxie.
Chapter completed!