Liu Bei's body suddenly stiffened and could not go further.

It seemed that there was a great force in the dark that solidified the space around him.

He cannot move forward, backward, left, right.

He was immediately panicked, and beads of sweat fell heavily.

He wanted to call on his second brother not far away, but he could no longer make a sound.

An iron arrow passed through his throat accurately.

No accident happened.

No one could save Liu Bei.

Blood splashed slightly, neck bones turned into powder, and flesh turned into foam.

Liu Bei's eyes were a little confused.

He died as soon as he saw his second brother.

...

"Brother!"

Guan Yu was almost crazy as he watched his eldest brother be shot by this damn fat man with an arrow.

Infinite power surged out from all over him, and the sword light of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword condensed into substance.

This is his most powerful blow.

But at this moment, a powerful force was pressing down on the body.

He couldn't even move.

Zhang Jiao looked at Guan Yu.

Guan Yu could not move.

Zhang Jiao looked at the sky again.
Chapter completed!