Chapter seven hundred and thirty sixth unparalleled in the world
There was panic and uneasiness in Tongxiang City.
On the top of the city, Zhao Yun stood with his gun in hand, scanning the iron barrel-like encirclement outside the city with a deep eyebrow, a bit of sadness and indignation flashing in his eyebrows.
"Mr. Liu, have you really given up on life and death?" Zhao Yun asked looking up to the sky.
In the gloomy sky, fine snowflakes fell, and a first snowfall came unexpectedly.
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the cold snowflakes hit my face, which was biting and chilling to the heart.
Zhao Yun's heart was also extremely cold, and all the past events could not help but come to mind.
I remember that when Liu Bei was still penniless, Zhao Yun was already a senior general under Gongsun Zan. However, Zhao Yun took a fancy to Liu Bei's benevolence and righteousness, abandoned his current fame, and resolutely followed Liu Bei south to Xuzhou.
From then on, Zhao Yun began to wander around, until Liu Bei stole Xuzhou, even seized the Yuan family's foundation, and took over the entire Hebei.
But now, he was ruthlessly abandoned by Liu Bei, who was loyal and never left him.
Zhao Yun felt so sad.
"I, Zhao Yun, am really blind, haha~" Deeply sad, Zhao Yun burst out laughing, and his laughter was full of self-mockery.
For three days, Zhao Yun had no reply.
Yan Liang was not in a hurry to attack the city, and still besieged Tongxiang City without attacking it. However, while besieging the city, a large number of main troops had begun to move west to Luoyang and assemble in the direction of Tongguan.
The threat on the east flank has been lifted, early winter has arrived, the floods of the Wei River have receded, and the direction to attack Chang'an is clear. It is time to take the opportunity to wipe out Cao Cao.
Five days later, 30,000 Chu troops lined up outside the city. Yan Liang's patience with Zhao Yun had reached its limit.
With war flags and halberds flying, these brave Chu soldiers would raze the small town in front of them to the ground with all their might as long as Yan Liang gave an order.
At that time, whether Zhao Yun surrenders or not, he will be dead.
Before the final blow, Yan Liang decided to give Zhao Yun another chance to surrender.
The army spread out like waves. Yan Liang held a green dragon sword in his hand and sat on a red rabbit horse. Wrapped in a fire-colored cloak and with a figure like a towering iron tower, he slowly came out of the formation and rode towards the enemy city alone.
A hundred steps away from the city, Yan Liang raised his long sword and shouted loudly: "Zhao Zilong, the big-eared thief has abandoned you. A man must keep his oath. If you don't leave the city and surrender to me now, how long will it take?"
The metallic shout, like thunder, shook the whole place.
Inside and outside the city, tens of thousands of enemy and enemy soldiers were clearly audible, and a look of shock flashed across everyone's face.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the direction of the city gate, watching Zhao Yun's reaction.
After a while, the suspension bridge was lowered, the city gate creaked open, Zhao Yun raised his horse, raised his gun, and rode out of the city gate alone.
The Chu troops behind Yan Liang became excited. They all thought that Zhao Yun was riding out alone and was probably about to surrender.
However, Yan Liang felt that Zhao Yun was full of angry resentment. Although he came alone, he was murderous.
A horse came slowly and stopped seven steps away.
"Zilong, it seems that you have been following Liu Bei for many years, but you have not yet understood the big-eared thief. As I expected, you were abandoned by Big-Eared Thieves." As a winner, Yan Liang made no secret of his ambition.
The meaning of irony.
Zhao Yun sighed and laughed at himself: "Yun is so blind that he has fought bloody battles for such a person for half his life. To reach such a state, he really deserves it."
"What's the situation like now? Isn't it great?" Yan Liang smiled disdainfully, "If you had not ended up in this situation, how could you see Liu Bei's true face clearly, and how would you have the opportunity to abandon the dark side and surrender to the bright side, and submit to this king, the true master of the light.
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Yan Liang was not so hypocritically self-effacing. In front of Zhao Yun, he was extremely confident and "self-proclaimed" the Ming Lord.
If it were anyone else, it would naturally give people a feeling of arrogance, but these arrogant words coming from Yan Liang's mouth were extremely powerful.
The helplessness on Zhao Yun's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a bit of perseverance.
"Yun has indeed lost. His Highness's appreciation for Yun really makes Yun feel flattered. However, if His Highness wants Yun Gui to surrender, he also needs to ask if the gun in my hand is submissive to His Highness."
Zhao Yun raised the silver spear in his hand, and his body was filled with arrogance like fire.
Yan Liang understood that Zhao Yun was a general and a minister, and he was a natural warrior.
As a subject, he can submit to the monarch, but as a warrior, the person he surrenders to must be a stronger warrior than him.
"Hahaha——" Yan Liang smiled up to the sky, raised his sword horizontally, and said boldly: "I have no rival in the world, and I have not fought with an expert for many years. If Zilong wants to fight, I will accompany you to fight happily.
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That bold laughter was filled with endless confidence.
Zhao Yun is strong in martial arts, but Yan Liang is full of absolute confidence in his own martial arts.
Yan Ran stood tall and towering there, snowflakes were flying, and the red rabbit horse was as dazzling as fire when he sat down. On the vast snow, he seemed to be a steel god standing in the blazing fire, how majestic he was.
Zhao Yun said nothing more, raised his sword eyebrows, and suddenly let out a low roar, clamped his legs fiercely, sat down and the white horse shot out like a bright white rainbow, towards the blazing fire in front of him.
The silver gun in Zhao Yun's hand was like lightning, and he held it straight in front of him. The energy like a huge wave quickly condensed at the tip of the gun, forming a vortex that seemed to rotate and radiate, and the lightning shot out.
Yan Liang snorted coldly, slapped the horse fiercely, and the red rabbit horse came out like the wind and rushed towards Zhao Yun.
While running, Yan Liang swept out the green dragon sword in his hand. The blade passed by and rolled up the snow dust in the sky, as if all the air had been sucked. The air flow shot from the vacuum from all directions, forming a wide and invisible line.
Knife Curtain.
That Dao Mo, carrying the power of destroying everything, rolled upwards.
In this blow amid the flying snowflakes, the two of them had exerted all their strength.
Two streaks of light, one red and one white, hit us head-on. Wherever they passed, they were unstoppable. The strong wind blew up the flying snow around them and dispersed them, making it impossible for them to soak in.
Huh~~
Red and white collided instantly, and the metallic sound of swords and guns resounded throughout the world. A huge roar shook the ears of all the soldiers and lingered for a long time.
The moment the horse passed by the wrong horse, Zhao Yun felt the overwhelming force of Mount Tai pouring into his body along the silver gun in his hand. The extremely powerful shock force was like an iron whip soaked in water, lashing out at his five organs.
Qi and blood are boiling, and the mind is shaking.
At this moment, a hint of shock flashed across Zhao Yun's eyes.
Yan Liang's martial arts skills were unparalleled, and Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were no match for him. Even the majestic Xiliang Jin Ma Chao died under Yan Liang's blade.
With Yan Liang's reputation as such, Zhao Yun had long wanted to learn his sword skills. Although he had several opportunities to fight in the past, he missed them all.
Now, when he finally had the opportunity to fight alone, Zhao Yun realized that Yan Liang's martial arts skills were indeed well-deserved.
But Yan Liang, whose vitality and blood were also shaken, showed great enthusiasm, turned around and laughed wildly: "Zhao Zilong's martial arts is really amazing. I haven't met a comparable opponent for a long time. It's so happy, so happy -"
Amidst the loud shouts, Yan Liang rode up to the table again.
When he met his opponent, Zhao Yun also showed great enthusiasm. He clamped his legs between the horse's belly and thrust his silver spear forward, attacking Yan Liang again.
Yan Liang relied on the speed of Red Rabbit's horse, and he was in front of Zhao Yun like an iron tower in an instant. His ape arms flew, and the Green Dragon Sword in his hand turned into a crescent moon, and with fierce and supreme strength, it swung out like a wheel.
The cyan sword seemed to have magnetic force, gathering and absorbing all the surrounding air, forming a powerful vortex with Zhao Yun as the center. The supreme suction force tightly wrapped Zhao Yun's body in it, making him
There is no way to avoid it.
Zhao Yun tried his best and thrust out the silver spear in a spiral. The spear's light pierced the snow dust and came straight through the sword curtain.
Bang~~
There was another loud noise, and the blade and gun glow splashed with dazzling sparks.
Yan Liang felt his body tremble, and the energy and blood in his chest surged, but he calmed down the turbulent energy and blood pressure with a slight boost of energy.
Zhao Yun also felt that his five organs were surging, and he was shocked to realize that his strength seemed to be inferior to Yan Liang and was suppressed by him.
In the second move, Zhao Yun was slightly at a disadvantage.
However, Changshan Zhao Zilong is also very human. When encountering such a powerful enemy, Zhao Yun mustered up his energy and fought again.
Then I saw two figures, one red and one white, fighting fiercely. For a moment, I couldn't tell who was who.
The blades of the swords and spears swept away in all directions, with so much energy that they scraped deep marks in the surrounding snow amid the sound of Xunxun's cutting.
In the rolling battle group, Yan Liang displayed all his martial arts skills, and his swordsmanship had reached its peak.
Fifty lilies, one hundred lilies, two lilies...
The electric and flint confrontation stunned the soldiers of the two armies who were watching the battle, as if they had never dreamed that such a powerful confrontation could exist in this world.
As the fierce battle continued, Yan Liangfang saw that Zhao Yun's marksmanship was indeed well-deserved, and his marksmanship was actually better than that of Ma Chao back then.
Although Zhao Yun was not as strong as Yan Liang, his exquisite marksmanship more than made up for it. Within three hundred moves, Zhao Yun was able to equal Yan Liang and Narita.
However, today's Yan Liang is not only more skilled in martial arts than before, he also possesses two powerful weapons, the Green Dragon Sword and the Red Rabbit Horse.
Relying on the bonus power of the heavy sword and the agile movement of the red rabbit and horse, after the four Yus joined forces, the fight that was originally evenly divided began to gradually tilt towards Yan Liang's side.
Yan Liang cheered up, and the layers of sword energy rolled out like huge waves, one after another. Every move he made was upright and powerful, showing the domineering power of a king.
Amid the general trend, Yan Liang is in an invincible position.
Zhao Yun had never fought so many moves with anyone in his life. After hundreds of thrilling moves, Zhao Yun could clearly see that Yan Liang, who possessed the Red Rabbit Horse and the Green Dragon Sword, was truly the unparalleled number one in martial arts.
If the battle continues like this, Zhao Yun will be defeated after a thousand moves.
Wu Baihe walked past, and Zhao Yun suddenly stopped his move, reined in his horse and retreated.
Yan Liang did not pursue him, but stood tall with his sword drawn across the sword.
At this time, Zhao Yun no longer hesitated, jumped off his horse, held the gun in his hand and said: "Your Highness's martial arts skills are unparalleled and unparalleled in the world. Yun is convinced. If Your Highness does not give up, Yun is willing to return to the Great Chu and go through fire and water for Your Highness. I will not hesitate to do so."
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