The Three Kingdoms have signed for 30 years, and I am in charge of the universe

Chapter 158

Suddenly the beggar's eyes lit up, and when Zhao Yun stabbed him with a sword, he did not retreat but advanced, and took the initiative to use his arm to meet Zhao Yun's sword.

At the same time that Zhao Yun's sword pierced his arm, the soft sword in the beggar's hand drew a strange arc and stabbed towards Zhao Yun's throat.

The beggar's movement had already aroused Zhao Yun's vigilance, and at the same time when the long sword in his hand pierced the beggar's arm, Zhao Yun directly abandoned the sword and stepped back just to avoid the beggar's sword stabbing his throat.

The beggar did not expect that Zhao Yun would abandon the sword. As a swordsman, the sword is his most important partner, and he would never abandon the sword in his hand at any time.

What a swordsman believes in is that the sword is in the person. How can a swordsman give up the sword in his hand?

But the beggar forgot that Zhao Yun is not a swordsman, but a warrior on the battlefield.

A qualified warrior on the battlefield will not believe in the existence of a sword. For a warrior, the saber on his waist is just an ornament and is basically not used. Just replace it after losing it. There is no need to be persistent .

With a sound of "clang", the beggar pulled out the long sword from his arm and threw it on the ground angrily.

"You actually abandoned your sword? This is not what a swordsman should do. You are not worthy of being a swordsman!"

Regardless of his bleeding arm, the beggar pointed to Zhao Yun who was smiling at him not far away, and asked loudly.

"Hahaha, I'm not a swordsman!"

Zhao Yun laughed when he heard that the beggar was questioning him.

As he said that, Zhao Yun turned around and pulled out the gentian silver spear inserted in the bluestone slab, danced a few spears casually, and pointed at the beggar from afar.

"You can't even tell who your opponent is, how can you be a spy?"

Zhao Yun smiled.

The complaints from honest people are the most deadly. At this time, the beggar feels that he has been offended, and his heart has been hurt a ton.

"You're so angry, but keep smiling!"

The beggar felt bitter, but he couldn't tell.

"It's useless to talk too much, watch the sword!"

The beggar tore off a corner of his clothes and bandaged the wound indiscriminately. With a low growl, the soft sword in his hand turned into a poisonous snake, rushed towards Zhao Yun and stabbed it.

Faced with the beggar's hateful blow, Zhao Yun smiled slightly, the gentian silver gun in his hand flickered, and went up to meet the beggar's stabbed sword.

The posture of the two was as swift as the wind, and they fought together in the blink of an eye. The weapons in their hands collided with each other, making a "jingling" sound like wind chimes.

Different from the battle between Xu Chu and the butcher, the battle between Xu Chu and the butcher is exciting to watch, but the battle between Zhao Yun and the beggar is very pleasing to the eye.

The two of them have always followed the light and agile route, and every move is dexterous and natural, just like a dance, which is very ornamental.

The bright silver gentian gun in Zhao Yun's hand flew up and down, and seven spear flowers danced out, attacking seven vital points around the beggar's body, sealing the beggar's escape route, forcing the beggar to fight with him.

The beggar also saw Zhao Yun's intention, but due to his inferior skills and injuries, he could not break the game and could only grit his teeth and fight with Zhao Yun.

The beggar gritted his teeth and waved the soft sword in his hand. The soft sword turned out strange arcs one after another, facing Zhao Yun's spear that stabbed him.

A crisp sound of "Ding Ding Dang" came, and the weird soft sword smashed the guns from Zhao Yun's thorn. When the sixth blossom was broken, the soft sword finally reached the limit and could not draw the seventh. arc.

Seeing this scene, the beggar was startled, but it was already too late to get away, so he had to twist his body as much as possible, trying to avoid the missed spear flower.

"噗嗤" came the sound of a sharp knife entering his body, "Ah..." the beggar screamed, and his whole body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Plop!" There was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the beggar who flew upside down hit the ground heavily, and several pieces of the bluestone slabs under him were smashed by the beggar.

Zhao Yun looked at the beggar who had fallen to the ground calmly. He put the gun in his hand, and did not choose to take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but just stood quietly and looked at the beggar.

Zhao Yun knew very well that although his spear had stabbed the beggar, it was not fatal, and even with a beggar's cultivation base, he would not be seriously injured by this shot.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. With Zhao Yun's prudence, how could he take the initiative to check the situation of the beggar.

"Damn it, why hasn't he come over yet!"

The beggar lying on the ground cursed inwardly.

Just as Zhao Yun expected, although the beggar was stabbed by Zhao Yun, he didn't hit the vital point, and the injury was not serious.

"Aren't you up yet?"

After half a stick of incense, Zhao Yun smiled when he saw that the beggar had no intention of getting up.

"Although you were stabbed by me, your injury was not serious, and I didn't stab your vital part. The reason why you fell to the ground was to plot against me when I went to check."

Seeing that the beggar was still lying motionless, Zhao Yun said in a deep voice.

After being exposed by Zhao Yun, the beggar who was lying on the ground gave a wry smile, and could only stand up from the ground with a carp, and looked at Zhao Yun with a calm face.

"As long as you are not embarrassed, others are the ones who are embarrassed."

The beggar thought so in his heart.

Between the beggar's waist and abdomen, the clothes had already been torn, and a glaring bloodstain was still bleeding.

"You are really smart and have a very delicate mind. If you change to a martial artist, I have succeeded now."

The beggar looked at Zhao Yun calmly, and said in a deep voice.

"It's not how powerful Yun is, but how stupid you are."

Hearing the beggar's words, Zhao Yun smiled slightly, and stabbed the beggar with the gentian silver spear in his hand.

Seeing Zhao Yun attacking again, the beggar sighed, waved the soft sword in his hand, and went up to meet Zhao Yun.

The beggar is not an idiot, he knows that Zhao Yun's strength is much higher than his, and he counted Zhao Yun twice in a row, but Zhao Yun saw through both of them. The beggar knows that he has no chance, and death in battle today may be his best destination.

The beggar who is not thinking about playing tricks is still not weak, and the soft sword in his hand is full of lethality when he dances. If it is an ordinary person, he may not know how he died.

"Boss, beggar..."

The diva who was standing next to Xiao Er sighed.

The singer looked at the beggar with a sad look in her eyes. It was not because of love, but the sadness of a rabbit dying and a fox pitiful.

The singer knew that after the death of the beggar, she might be the next one to play, and fate had already doomed her end.

Hearing the singer's words, the waiter turned his head and looked at Liu Hong, the cold light in his eyes made the singer feel cold all over.

She knew that the waiter had murderous intentions, both for her and for the beggar.

The singer's morale was shaken and she was already on the waiter's must-kill list.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard. The singer looked up in panic and looked at the battlefield. She saw Zhao Yundu, who was dressed in white robes and white armor, standing proudly with a gun. The beggar was lying at Zhao Yun's feet. There was a large stain of bright red blood on the ground. .

(End of this chapter)