The city is full of Yellow Turbans

Chapter 465, Shoot Liu Yan

"Hiss..." In just one round, Zhang Jaw easily defeated Li Xun, the general under his tent. Liu Yan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The civil and military officials beside Liu Yan were all stunned, and even Zhang Ren opened his eyes wide. , clenched the point steel gun in his hand, and a strong fighting spirit rose in his eyes.

"Hmph, Li Xun is stepping back, someone will meet him." Fang Ba shouted, and rushed up angrily, without asking Liu Yan for instructions at all, obviously wanting to show his prestige in front of Liu Yan and teach Zhang Yun a lesson.

"Do you dare to fight against a certain family?" Fang Ba is as powerful as a bull, with amazing arm strength, and has always been confident in his own skills.

"Why not?" While speaking, Zhang Yun poked the spear lightly on the ground, but Zhang Yun didn't see how much strength Zhang Yun used, only saw the spear puff, easily penetrated the bluestone on the ground, and the entire spear head was completely submerged in it. Seeing this scene, many generals couldn't help but secretly gave their thumbs up in praise.

"Hmph, it's just a small skill, just watch the punches." Fang Ba snorted coldly, quite unconvinced, he rushed forward, like a bull, and rushed towards Zhang He, Fang Ba slammed his fists fiercely at Zhang He's face , the sound of fists hanging from the wind, and the sound of piercing the air, Zhang He leaned over, easily dodged, swung his fist with his right hand, and shot very quickly, hitting Fang Ba's ribs with his fist, Fang Ba suddenly let out a muffled groan, and shook his body several times , the one who was smashed took two steps back, and before Fang Ba could stand still, Zhang Yun kicked in the air, flew up, and kicked Fang Ba heavily on the shoulder, with great force, directly kneeling Fang Ba's legs. Falling to the ground, as soon as Zhang Yun's legs hit the ground, he supported the ground with one hand, turned around and swept across, and with a plop, Fang Ba fell to the ground in extreme embarrassment.

"Haha..." Seeing Fang Ba embarrassing himself, many soldiers couldn't help laughing.

"No, no, come again." Fang Ba shyly got up from the ground and shouted dissatisfied.

"It seems that you are very strong in yourself, okay, okay, I will convince you to lose today." Zhang Yun looked at Fang Ba with a slight smile, clenched his fists with iron fists, and there was a crisp sound like bones popping beans, Zhang He jumped forward and punched Fang Ba hard.

Fang Ba was very arrogant, he didn't feel that he would lose to Zhang Yun in terms of strength, he hurriedly threw his fists to meet him, with a sound of Peng, the two iron fists collided heavily, and there was a crisp click, Fang Ba's face turned purple , his body flew upside down, a lot of thick bones were exposed above his fist, he shook his right hand in disdain, Zhang Yun turned around and ignored Fang Ba.

"What a powerful fist." Many soldiers exclaimed.

"Sure enough, he is a general." Liu Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"My lord, Zhang Ren is not talented, and I would like to ask this person for advice." Zhang Ren's eyes were burning, and he couldn't wait any longer. order.

"Okay, be more careful." Liu Yan nodded and instructed.

"It doesn't matter if you forgive me." Zhang Ren shook his head, came to the field with a gun, and nodded at Zhang Yun, "Your Excellency is really good at martial arts, do you dare to fight Zhang Ren immediately?"

"As you wish." Zhang He still had a smile on his face, disapproving. Since he was here to find fault, Zhang He didn't take the generals of Xichuan into his heart at all. Flashing away, he sneered in his heart and said, "Ma Zhan is exactly what I want."

Zhang Ren's black dragon horse has been split by Zhang Liao, and a batch of black black horses have been replaced. Zhang He is riding a startling white horse. The sudden change in momentum and repeated defeats to Zhang Liao made Zhang Ren very angry. He has always been confident in his marksmanship, and he was very unwilling.

Facing a master like Zhang He, he wanted to save face and let Liu Yan see that he was not a simple person.

Zhang Yun was still so calm, without any fluctuations in his breath, just like a saint in the literary world, without surprise, joy, anger or sadness, his expression was always so free and easy.

It seems that everything has never been taken seriously by him. It is not arrogance, but great confidence in his own skills, otherwise he would not be able to do this at all.

"Look at the gun." Zhang Ren yelled, the tiger's body clipped the iron girder, his right knee knocked on the flying tiger toad, and the horse stepped on the bell. The steel gun came out suddenly, with a flash of white light, it pierced Zhang Xi's face without wind or breath.

Zhang He leaned slightly and passed Zhang Ren's long spear with ease. The spear in his right hand suddenly stabbed Zhang Ren's rib diagonally. It seemed ordinary, but the move was as fast as a shooting star, as fast as lightning. Blocking, with a bang, the two long guns collided heavily, shooting out dazzling sparks, Zhang He used his arms hard, and the gun in his hand firmly pressed down on Zhang Ren's gun barrel, and the tip of the gun rubbed against Zhang Ren's gun barrel. There was a sound, and a flash of fire flashed across quickly, hitting Zhang Ren's wrist.

Zhang Ren gritted his teeth and tried his best to force out Zhang Yun's long spear. He hurriedly retracted the spear and shook his hands, twisting the gun and stabbing Zhang Yun's heart.

Zhang He turned sideways slightly, with the gun in his hand across his chest, and easily blocked Zhang Ren's long spear. Before Zhang Ren could retract the gun and turned around, Zhang He grabbed Zhang Ren's gun shaft with his left hand, and swept the gun with his right hand, hitting Zhang Ren. Ren's waist.

Zhang Ren didn't expect Zhang Yun to make such a sudden move, sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and pulled the gun back forcefully, Zhang Yun smiled slightly, and suddenly let go, Zhang Ren fell off the horse with a plop.

With a slap, Zhang He pressed his hands down, and the gun barrel hit Zhang Ren's horse's back fiercely. The horse was startled, screamed violently, and ran out crazily. Liu Yan.

"Good fight." Seeing Zhang Ren falling off the horse, Liu Yan was clapping his hands, thankful that he had won a strong general, but suddenly seeing Zhang Yun urge the horse to kill him, he was immediately stupid.

"Not good, protect the lord." Zhang Yun was only a hundred steps away from Liu Yan, and the wind under his crotch was like a shooting star, and he rushed to Liu Yan in the blink of an eye. In front of Liu Yan.

However, the long spear in Zhang He's hand puffed, pierced like a gust of wind and rain, followed by a scream, and before everyone could understand what was going on, they were picked up by Zhang He and fell to the ground. Zhang Fei was like a god, urging his horse When he came in front of Liu Yan, shaking his hand was a shot.

Liu Yan never dreamed that it would end like this. Even though there were many generals and soldiers around him, none of them had time to react and protect Liu Yan. There was a slap in Liu Yan's heart, and as Zhang He raised his hand, Liu Yan's powerless body splashed blood all over the sky, and fell to the ground fiercely, his brain burst out immediately, his body was covered in blood, and he lost his breath on the spot.

"Grab him, grab him, don't let the thief run away." Zhang Ren and the others realized it at this time, and with Zhang Ren's shout, all the Chinese soldiers rushed towards Zhang Yun in a swarm.

Zhang He turned his horse and swung his gun. Facing the crazy siege of Yizhou soldiers, he smiled slightly and urged his horse to meet him. The spear in his hand was like a storm in an instant, one shot was as fast as one shot, and one shot was as strong as one shot. He shot mercilessly. , the offensive is like a tiger coming out of the cage, making it impossible to guard against.

(End of this chapter)