Three Kingdoms: I, the eldest son of Cao, a loving father of a great man!

Chapter 700 Don’t worry, I will kill Cao Ang and avenge you

Zhang Fei quickly stepped back. What just happened made him feel very scared.

Cao Ang's strength is too strong and he is not suitable for long-term fighting. Otherwise, it will be dangerous and he must leave here as soon as possible.

"Zhao Zilong, you are really powerful, but it's a pity that you met me." Cao Ang sneered: "You can't escape today, so you have to accept your fate."

Cao Ang shouted loudly and waved the long sword in his hand, bringing out bursts of cold light.

Zhao Yun was not afraid at all and started fighting with Cao Ang. The battle between the two was so fierce that the surrounding trees were damaged and the ground was in a mess.

Zhao Yun waved his spear and collided with Cao Ang's sword, causing countless sparks to fly.

"Drink!" Cao Ang roared and struck Zhao Yun with all his strength.

Zhao Yun's face was solemn, and he swept over with a spear in his hand.

clang!
There was a clear sound of metal collision, and the two of them took a few steps back and faced each other.

"What a Zhao Yun, he really has some skills." Cao Ang praised, and then said coldly: "But you were defeated after all. Today, none of you can leave alive."

"If you want to kill me, then use your skills." Zhao Yun shouted coldly.

"Haha, if that's the case, then I'll make it happen for you." Cao Ang said with a ferocious smile: "The black tiger will take out your heart!"

This move was a unique skill taught to him by Xia Houyuan. It was so powerful that Guan Yu once suffered great losses.

When the soldiers on the side heard this, they immediately took a few steps back, fearing that it would affect them.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun also shouted and used his unique skill.

Bang bang bang.
The two men's weapons kept colliding together, erupting into bursts of violent roars.

Both of them are very fast. After each collision, they will quickly distance themselves and continue to fight.

Zhang Fei observed the battle between the two from a distance. Looking at their performance, he took a deep breath and murmured: "I didn't expect that Cao Cao would have such a master under his command. It's really surprising."

On the other side, Cao Ang and Zhao Yun became more and more courageous as they fought, and gradually took the initiative, suppressing Cao Ang instead.

Cao Ang's face was ashen. He never expected that Zhao Yun was so powerful and that he was at a disadvantage.

"Damn guy, he is so despicable." Cao Ang said angrily.

Cao Ang saw Zhang Fei in the distance and had an idea in his mind. He then waved his long sword and deliberately exposed his flaws to lure Zhao Yun to attack.

Zhao Yun was overjoyed and immediately stabbed him with a spear.

Cao Ang sneered, swung his sword violently, blocked Zhao Yun's spear, and at the same time slapped Zhao Yun's chest with his palm, knocking Zhao Yun's spear away.

Zhao Yun spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a look of pain on his face.

"Haha, Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun, don't you claim to be invincible in martial arts? I didn't expect you to be defeated by me today, right? Haha." Cao Ang burst out laughing.

"Bah, you're not much better. A famous general from the Three Kingdoms actually cheated. What's there to be proud of?" Zhao Yun spat out a mouthful of blood and mocked.

Cao Ang's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly: "Okay, okay, since you are looking for death, then I will help you."

But Zhao Yun also came prepared and was already prepared to fight tooth and nail, so Cao Ang did not win. Instead, he was injured because of Zhao Yun's crazy attack.

Zhao Yun took advantage of the situation and picked up the spear and attacked again, completely giving up on defense and only attacking but not defending.

Cao Ang's face was ashen. Zhao Yun's crazy fighting style caught him off guard and he could only struggle to deal with it. Finally, Zhao Yun stabbed him in the left rib with a spear.

Cao Ang groaned, covered the wound, stared at Zhao Yun with cold eyes, and a strong murderous intention rose in his heart. "I will kill you today." Cao Ang shouted, holding a long sword and stabbing Zhao Yun with all his strength.

Zhao Yun's eyes tightened and he raised his spear to block, but the spear was still almost shaken and came out of his hand.

"Get out of here." Cao Ang roared angrily and kicked Zhao Yun in the stomach, sending Zhao Yun flying away.

Zhao Yun fell to the ground, coughed, and spit out a mouthful of blood. He knew that he was probably going to fall here today.

"Zhao Zilong, go to hell." Cao Ang shouted coldly, raised his sword and slashed at Zhao Yun.

"Hmph, how could I, Changshan Zhao Zilong, die here so easily?" Zhao Yun snorted coldly, stood up, and raised his gun to resist.

Clang!
The long sword struck the spear fiercely, making a clanging sound. The huge force of the shock made Zhao Yun's arms holding the spear numb, and he almost lost control.

Zhao Yun's expression changed slightly, and he quickly used his internal energy to stabilize his body. Then he raised his leg and kicked Cao Ang in the abdomen. This kick was filled with hatred and was surprisingly powerful.

Pfft!

Cao Ang had no time to defend himself and was instantly kicked in the abdomen. He was kicked out and fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood spurting out. His face was as pale as paper.

Zhao Yun breathed for a moment, slowly walked towards Cao Ang, and said coldly: "You lose."

"Zhao Zilong, haha, you are indeed a famous general." Cao Ang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's not that easy if you want to kill me."

Then Cao Ang got on his horse again and charged directly at Zhao Yun.

"Hmph." Zhao Yun snorted coldly and rode forward to meet him.

"Death!" Cao Ang shouted angrily, and the sword in his hand turned into a phantom, covering Zhao Yun's head.

Ding ding ding.
Facing Cao Ang's fierce attack, Zhao Yun could only barely resist.

Although Zhao Yun was very strong, he had consumed too much internal energy and was no longer in peak condition. What's more, he was injured. The situation became worse and worse. Gradually, he could no longer hold on.

When Cao Ang saw Zhao Yun's tired look, his eyes flickered and he sneered. He suddenly changed his attack, swung his long sword in his hand and stabbed Zhao Yun's throat.

Zhao Yun was horrified and hurriedly lowered his head to avoid being stabbed.

Unfortunately, Cao Ang had expected it, and suddenly exerted force on his wrist, and the long sword passed through Zhao Yun's neck, leaving a small wound.

"Zhao Yun, you forced me to do this. You must die!" Cao Ang laughed.

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand to cover his neck, blood flowed out from between his fingers, and his breathing gradually became difficult.

Zhao Yun stared at Cao Ang with his eyes widened. He never thought that he would die here.

Zhao Yun slowly closed his eyes, and his eyes became moist.

"Zilong." Zhang Fei shouted and hurried over. Seeing Zhao Yun's miserable state, he was heartbroken.

Zhao Yun opened his eyes, looked at the tearful Zhang Fei, and said weakly: "Zilong can no longer fight on the battlefield with you. I hope you can avenge me in the future."

"Don't worry, I will kill Cao Ang and avenge you." Zhang Fei said through gritted teeth, his fists clenching.

Zhang Fei helped Zhao Yun up, took two steps forward, stopped again, and looked back at Cao Ang.

His eyes were cold and full of murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice: "Cao Ang, if I don't kill you today, I will never be a human being."

As he finished speaking, Zhang Fei's eyes gradually turned blood red. Cao Ang also felt an inexplicable pressure coming on him and couldn't help but swallow.

(End of this chapter)