Zhaoyun hesitated, pike offensive suddenly change, swept into a stick will HuaQing far photographed on the ground.

Hua Qing was embarrassed, but he was very excited. . .
He’s not dead! The other party obviously didn’t kill him.
Revenge!
All he can think about is revenge! !
However, Xu Chu was not so kind as Zhao Yun. He directly split the other side in half with one knife and spat disdainfully.
You obviously didn’t expect these two men to be so weak, and he obviously hasn’t seen them yet.
I wonder how he will look when he sees this scene.
Dian Wei’s double halberd strangled towards the mountain. . .
Mountain deep and remote disdain after a knife swings open to Dian Wei exposed an empty net straight split.
Come on. . . Too soon. . .
Dian Wei some unwilling bit his lip. . . .
At this time, a pike was like a poisonous snake shooting at his wrist at an incredibly sharp angle.
You are frightened to disgrace. What’s going on? Who else is there? . .
Hurriedly withdraw your hand and turn around.
But at this moment, a nine-ring knife came at his back with a crisp metallic sound and a strong breeze.
After you fell to the ground with your feet in the wrong position for an instant, you rolled on the spot and escaped from the attack range.
Then he lay on the ground, his legs suddenly forced a carp to stand up.
Hung Ming, the bloodthirsty blade in his hand, had no sense of blocking, so he naturally took a block and resisted Zhao Yun’s hasty offensive.
Shanyou stepped back a hundred meters before he could see who it was. He looked around with a change of look and shouted sullenly, "Two losers."
Then Rao Ran stood upright with a knife, and Hongming, the murderous blade in his hand, pointed at Zhao Yun and said, "You are a good marksman. What’s your name?"
Zhao Yun looked cold and said, "Changshan Zhao Yun Zhao Zilong!"
Shanyou picked his eyebrows and thought, "Changshan? What place? Town? " But he asked, "What’s the name of marksmanship?"
Zhao Yun said in the same tone: "You don’t deserve to know."
Mountain Youqi smiled extremely, nodded and said, "Really? Very well, I want to see what’s the use of this marksmanship besides sneak attack. "
Zhaoyun sneered, and the pike shook at random, saying, "Your master’s order, Yun dare not violate it! Otherwise, I will definitely fight you for a hundred rounds. "
Shanyou sneered: "It doesn’t take a hundred rounds to kill you. It’s a pity that you dare not compete with me one-on-one. "
Zhaoyun was as usual, and was not stimulated by the goad of the mountain.
Zhaoyun’s plain look from beginning to end made the mountain’s quiet mind hit the cotton.
The mountain is no longer nonsense, and his physical strength is almost restored. Then Hung Ming, the murderous blade, carries it behind him.
Kill Zhao Yun.
Zhaoyun looked dull and stared at the mountain.
Xu Chu and Dian Wei were surrounded by guards, and they attacked the mountains in a ring.
Mountain deep and remote heart is thinking, today must leave this zhaoyun here, otherwise I have no hope of killing JiFan in the future.
Zhaoyun was as usual. . .
Only two meters away from Zhaoyun, there was a run-up in the mountain. . . Jumped up!
With a fateful force, he chopped at Zhao Yun.
His best shot!
Zhaoyun looked solemn, obviously aware of this, did not meet, and took a step back. . .
The pike in his hand keeps stabbing out. . .
Ming ~ ~ ~!
A clear and loud voice of Fengming sounded in the ears of the mountain, and immediately the warning signs won.
The mountain responded instantly, and the murderous blade Hongming quickly changed direction in mid-air, blocking the murderous blade Hongming in his chest. . .
Qiang ~ ~ ~ ~!
Mountain deep and remote stuffy hum 1, just hold back the gun. . .
At the same time, Dian Wei’s double halberd cut away towards his legs. . .
And Xu Chu’s nine-ring knife was cut straight toward his lower abdomen. . .
The mountain roared: "despicable!" Then, the legs slammed hard and jumped into the air. . .
But it gave zhaoyun a chance. . .
Qiang Qiang. . . .
You finally spit out one mouthful blood, and quickly fell away in the distance. . .
Fell to the ground, suffered internal injuries again, and vomited one mouthful blood again. . .