Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 143
"Gongtai, Yuan Rang, long time no see."

The crowd opened a road, and a young man walked forward surrounded by a group of guards, and said to them with a smile.

Looking at Fang Fan who was smiling all over his face, Xiahou Dun and Chen Gong's expressions were extremely complicated.

Especially Chen Gong, during this period of lurking, he had a deeper understanding of Ning'an Village, which made his attitude towards Fang Fan more complicated.

"However, Gongtai, if you cut off your hair and beard, you look even more handsome. I almost didn't recognize it."

After saying this, Fang Fan stepped forward and said casually.

"How about it, are you interested in coming to my place for a try?"

Xiahoudun and Chen Gong didn't speak, they just looked at each other coldly, but Fang Fan didn't care, walked a little further, and said casually.

"Gongtai, you should have an understanding of modern knowledge, otherwise you wouldn't do such things as cutting your head and shaving your beard, which were considered outrageous in ancient times.

Then you should also know that in modern times, employees are not used to staying in this company, and it is common for employees to change jobs and change companies. No one will discriminate or look down on them, because this is normal.

So don't have those scruples, because there is really no need. "

Fang Fan spread his hands and persuaded.

At this time, Xiahou Dun looked at the distance between Fang Fan and himself, his eyes fixed, and a bold idea emerged in his heart.

Looking at Fang Fan's casual movements and remembering how much the lord attached to him, Xiahou Dun's eyes gradually became determined.

With a sound of no pit, the ground under his feet subsided slightly, and the huge recoil force made Xiahou Dun rush towards Fang Fan at high speed.

The thick broad-backed broadsword let out an ear-piercing whistling sound, and Xiahou Dun leaned on the knife with all his strength.

Charge, body strength, gravity potential energy and other forces are condensed on the broadsword, and the surface of the broadsword is still faintly shrouded in white light. This is Xiahou Dun's peak strike.

Fang Fan looked at Xiahou Dun who was rushing over, smiled and shook his head, put his hands behind his back, the wind was calm, and he didn't have the slightest intention to resist.

Seeing this, Xiahou Dun was overjoyed, and his speed increased by a few points, and the sword was about to fall.

Xiahou Dun is confident that as long as this knife falls, Fang Fan's body will be divided into two parts from the beginning to the end in a balanced manner.

And if you kill Fang Fan, you will have no regrets! ! !

Abandoning distracting thoughts, Xiahou Dun's eyes were full of determination, without leaving any room for it, and all his life's energy was concentrated on this knife.

five meters four meters three meters
Fang Fan was right in front of him, and the fierce wind brought by the thick-backed sword had already blown Fang Fan's face, causing a slight pain.

But Fang Fan still raised his head, and looked at the resolute Xiahou Dun with a flat look.

At this moment, a sharp and piercing voice sounded.

Clang! ! !
A spear appeared in front of the broadsword, with the tip pointed at the wheat awning, and a monstrous force poured out, making the falling movement of the thick-backed broadsword slightly stagnant.

Immediately afterwards, two short halberds appeared, and hit the broadsword fiercely, sending the broadsword flying with Xiahou Dun.

Xiahoudun, who was in the air for the sake of maximum power, had no ability to fight back. He could only watch Fang Fan get further and further away. The previous two meters were like a moat that could never be crossed.

Xiahoudun, who was in the air, suddenly heard a roar, and a long spear stabbed like a poisonous dragon's horn, trying to kill him.

In desperation, he reluctantly swung the big knife, driving his body to rotate, and the big knife hit the spear in turn.

Ding!
With a crisp sound, the spear was so bent that it was about to break, but it still bounced violently, sending Xiahou Dun flying.

Before long, a slender figure rushed out, a pair of back-handed short daggers slashed across, and the cold light flew, Xiahou Dun felt his wrists get cold, and the big knife in his hand flew out.

"drink!"

Dian Wei yelled loudly, jumped up high, and slammed his knee on Xiahoudun's waist, concentrating all his strength on the short halberd in his hand, and fell down.

Click!

Xiahou Dun fell in the air like a big bird with broken wings.

call out!
There was an ear-piercing whistling sound, and the short spear in Li Yang's hand came out at some point, and flew out under a golden light.

Everyone saw only a flash of golden light, and Xiahou Dun flew back at several times the speed before, and nailed to the wall with a muffled sound.

Bang!

The thick-backed broadsword that had been released fell to the ground with a bang, and Fang Fan had his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm and calm.

And Chen Gong looked at Xiahou Dun, who was defeated in an instant, with bitterness on his face, while the ten soldiers on one side were stunned.

what happened?
Dian Wei walked forward with the double halberds in hand, his face was not happy, but full of doubts.

"Why so weak?"

Hearing this, the gasping Xiahou Dun's eyes widened, as if he had been humiliated.

"According to what my lord said, your evaluation in history is not weak, and I have also heard about your reputation as Marquis Xia.

Just a while ago, the lord said that you are not weaker than me, but now you are vulnerable. "

"Dian Wei, not everyone has a large number of spiritual objects for cultivation.

Even if the qualifications are the same and the skills are the same, the final strength may not be the same.

Cultivation practice is the method of wealth and companionship. How many precious resources you have piled up on your body, the strength is naturally far stronger than him. "

"No resources? Didn't they also occupy a large area on the island in the middle of the lake? What about the spiritual resources on it?"

Li Yang laughed and patted Dian Wei on the shoulder.

"Do you think everyone is the master?"

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Fang Fan, leaving Fang Fan quite speechless.

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Chen Gong loosened his clenched hands weakly, and Xiahou Dun's eyes also dimmed, falling into dead silence.

Dian Wei looked at Xiahou Dun with pity in his eyes, and a sigh of unknown meaning came out of his mouth.

"Ugh."

"Dianwei, don't let him suffer humiliation, give him a good time."

"Yes, my lord."

Dian Wei recovered, shouted in a deep voice, stepped forward, looked at Xiahou Dun, and raised the short halberd in his hand.

Hearing this, Xiahou Dun looked at Fang Fan with gratitude, and then fell into darkness.

When everyone's attention was focused on Xiahou Dun, the ten Cao Cao soldiers looked at each other, and the leader quietly gave an order, and then violently.

The target was not Fang Fan, but Chen Gong who was standing aside, almost defenseless.

A few daggers landed on Chen Gong's body, and the severe pain made him react. He turned around and looked at the sneak attacking people in disbelief, his eyes were full of shock.

The soldier's icy dagger slashed across Chen Gong's body, leaving a series of hideous wounds.

"You dare!"

Dian Wei next to him burst out with a strong anger, as if he was venting something, he swung a pair of short halberds wildly, smashing one soldier after another to pieces.

Seeing this, other soldiers hurriedly fled in all directions, but at some point, the open space was surrounded by a cloud of military spirits, and the soldiers who trespassed into the range of the army felt their whole body sank, and they were subdued without the ability to resist.

The severe pain made Chen Gong's mood fluctuate a little, and he clearly felt that his vitality was frantically passing away.

He knew that before long, his life would be like a candle in the wind, blowing away with the wind.

"Quick, save people quickly."

"Li Yang, pinch his mouth, open it, hurry up."

Listening to the voice next to him, Chen Gong's consciousness fell into a dead silence.

It's a bit ironic to be killed by one's own people and saved by the enemy.
(End of this chapter)