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2058, Zhao Yun, the incarnation of the god of killing

"kill!"

Zhao Yun, who usually looks like a humble gentleman, now seems to have changed, his eyes full of murderous aura.

He swept across the spear and swept off the spear that had been stabbed by several spearmen.

Then, pulling the reins, the war horse raised its front hooves high, and then stepped heavily on the two shields.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, two soldiers holding their shields screamed. On the noisy battlefield, they could hear the sound of fractures on their arms.

However, that's not all. They were pressed down by a shield, and Zhao Yun rode his horse and stepped on them from above. The huge pressure pushed them into a coma.

Zhao Yun rushed into the enemy formation. As soon as he landed, several spears stabbed over next to him. Zhao Yun, who was the first to enter the enemy formation, would attract countless moths if the bright flames in the dark night.

The soldiers around Jiangdong were all red in their eyes and gasping for breath. They stared at Zhao Yun as if they had seen the delicious food.

Zhao Yun knew that he had an extraordinary identity at a glance, and that he was an enemy general at a glance. In the eyes of Jiangdong soldiers, Zhao Yun was just a big fish. If he could kill Zhao Yun, it would be a great contribution to the soldiers.

When Zhao Yun came out alone, the soldiers in Jiangdong thought that Zhao Yun was dead. They scrambled to kill Zhao Yun and get the credit.

So when Zhao Yun landed, several soldiers came up with guns.

Zhao Yun was calm and as soon as he landed on the ground, he held a gun in his right hand, pulled out his sword in his left hand, swept down, cut off several spears that had stabbed up, and stabbed forward with his right hand. Two Jiangdong soldiers on his right fell down with their necks covering their necks.

"kill!"

The dead companions did not scare the other Jiangdong soldiers, and they continued to rush up.

A small school wearing leather armor roared: "Get out of the way, let me do it!"

He shook the big sword in his hand and rushed towards Zhao Yun, with a very amazing momentum.

"puff!"

Zhao Yun saw that he didn't take a look, and stabbed the spear in his hand forward, leaving a hole in his neck like a flash.

The primary school had an unbelievable look in its eyes, covered its neck, and fell down unwillingly.

"kill!"

Two more soldiers came out from the side, and the sword in Zhao Yun swept across, and blood marks appeared on the necks of the two soldiers, and they fell down with blood spray on the spot.

After killing the two, Zhao Yun swept across the spear and swept out the soldiers on the right.

In just two or three rounds, Zhao Yun left no one around him, leaving a clearing space empty.

But soon, the blank space was filled up again.

Zhao Yun killed several people in a row, which could not scare the soldiers in Jiangdong. After they were stunned for a moment, they shouted to continue killing them.

"puff!"

"laugh!"

The sword swept across, the spear burst, and countless soldiers from Jiangdong fell down screaming.

Zhao Yun's attack was not as violent as Zhang Fei and Guan Yu. With one sword and one shot, few people flew high, but every attack he accurately hit the enemy's vitals, and one blow made the enemy lose combat power.

In a short while, Zhao Yun left more than a dozen corpses behind him. The Jiangdong soldiers who were constantly killing him could not stop Zhao Yun's footsteps.

"Bao, get out of the way and let me stop him in the future."

Finally someone shouted out that it was a general. He was annoyed when he saw his subordinates so vulnerable.

He rode his war horse and shouted loudly: "Don't be arrogant, I will meet you in the future."

After saying that, he waved his sword and chopped it straight towards Zhao Yun's head.

Zhao Yun did not make a sound, handed out his spear forward, blocking the enemy general's big sword.

"Bang!"

"you..."

Feeling the force coming from the big sword, the enemy general's face changed drastically. He was about to say something, but Zhao Yun's spear had already come to him.

"puff!"

There was still a slight sound, and the enemy general's neck was pierced and blood spurted out.

"The general is dead!" Some soldiers screamed in horror.

"What's the panic?"

Another angrily shouted: "He is alone, and there are so many of us, can he kill us all?"

With the angry shout from the generals on his side, the Jiangdong soldiers were strangled to death in panic, and all the soldiers began to fight towards Zhao Yun again.

Zhao Yun was not afraid at all. His expression remained unchanged under the mask. He had a long sword in his left hand, a silver spear in his right hand, and a white dragon horse under his crotch. He killed every step, and the soldiers who dared to attack him and intercept him fell under his gun sword.

With a sword in his left hand, a battle flag was cut off, and with a swing of the right pistol, several enemy soldiers screamed and fell down. The soldiers who followed one after another were unable to stop Zhao Yun's steps.

If you look down from the sky, Zhao Yun is like a reef in the sea. The soldiers of Jiangdong beside him are countless sea water, one after another, one after another, and then they are shattered by the reefs.

The soldiers of Jiangdong could not stop Zhao Yun's footsteps. Nearly hundreds of people have been killed or injured so far. Zhao Yun is still intact and has no injuries at all.

"Let me stop you."

The uselessness of the soldiers under his command finally made the generals unable to help but someone jumped out again.
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