In front of a group of brothel women, Liu Bei and Cai Mao, who claimed to be heroes, still had some face and did not become popular immediately. After all, if someone who didn't know the details spread it, they would think they were fighting because of jealousy.

Cai Mao lived in Xiangyang for generations, and he couldn't afford to lose that person.

Liu Bei claimed to be the emperor's uncle and could not afford to lose that person.

However, after they entered the governor's mansion, even with Liu Biao's suppression, the fierce fighting spirit finally erupted among them.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

Guan Ping stood up and hugged Liu Biao, saying, "I heard that the general entered Jingzhou by horse, and laid the foundation for today's clear and peaceful sea. Whenever I think about this, the general is full of envy of the general's former style.

Today is the general's 60th birthday. The last general is not talented, and I am willing to dance a unique skill of my father and commander - the cold sword and green dragon dance. One is to celebrate the general's birthday and wish the general as good as the East China Sea and as long as the South Mountain; the other is to find a cold iron sword for the general today, and the last is to meet the scene!"

The most proud thing in Liu Biao's life was that he had entered Jingzhou alone. He was comforted by Guan Ping's statement. Under the influence of a few glasses of rice wine, he had long forgotten the two tiger competitions that Liu Bei and Cai Mao had just staged outside the mansion.

After stroking his long beard under his chin and looking at the generals present with a high spirit, Liu Biao nodded heavily: "Today is the 60th birthday of our province, and it is also a great day for my Jingzhou. It is not appropriate to use a gun to get a stick."

However, all of you here are used to seeing the battlefield and passionate men, and Tanzhi is willing to sing and dance a cold sword green dragon dance for you. Then this state will not hinder Tanzhi's elegant mood. Let me wait and see the Qinglong dance left by General Guan!"

"Come on the knife!"

With a loud shout, Liu Biao's personal guards had long presented the cold iron sword presented to Liu Biao to Guan Ping.

It turned out that today is Liu Biao's birthday, all the weapons in the hands of everyone here were handed over to Liu Biao's personal guards for care. Not to mention that Guan Ping's Blade of Revenge is not in the hall, even Liu Bei's double-stranded sword and Zhang Fei's Snake Spear are not here.

"Bang!"

With a dragon roar, a green light suddenly appeared, and the Han Iron Sword suddenly came out of the sheath. Guan Ping gently stroked the sword body, praised secretly, shook his wrists, and rushed into the field in small steps. A clear spring flowed straight from the sheath.

Guan Ping shook his wrist again, and his body turned, like a swimming fish, rushing into the clear spring.

At first, the Han Iron Knife entered and exited silently. She could not hear the roar of the knife or the energy of the knife. She could only see Guan Ping's entire body covered by the flowing light. The Han Iron Knife seemed like a dragon in the water, appearing and disappearing in the spring.

Then, the sword momentum suddenly changed, the sword energy hit the people, and the clear spring had turned into a surging flood. The cold iron sword was like the tide of the blue sea, slashing through the void with one knife after another, stirring up the cold light, and the sharp edge was wrapped in the torrent and shot straight down.

Suddenly, the blade turned again, and a huge dragon head suddenly bit upwards, and its sharp teeth tore a crack about a foot long in the torrent. The cold iron knife rushed out of the torrent like a hidden dragon soaring into the abyss, and the murderous intent suddenly arises.

The generals such as Wang Wei, Su Fei, Liu Pan were fascinated by the sight. Even famous civil servants such as Handan Chun, Ying Rong and Du Kui felt that Guan Yu was able to gain such a big reputation in the Han Dynasty, and his sword skills were indeed not bad.

However, there are several people in the audience who have completely distracted from Guan Ping's sword skills.

Needless to say, the Cai brothers who were disgusted with Liu Bei, Wen Pin and Wen Zhongye, who were sitting beside them, was also uneasy.

He was not a young man who had just started on the battlefield, nor was he a fierce man like Zhang Fei. He could guess Guan Ping's thoughts more or less. At least the allusion of Hongmen Banquet was already familiar to him when he was young.

Xiang Zhuang dances a sword, aiming to Pei Gong.

Guan Ping may be Xiangzhuang again today, but what about Pei Gong? Who is Pei Gong?

Wen Pin quietly stood up, holding a wine bottle full of wine in his hand, staring at the cold iron sword in Guan Ping's hand, his face gradually became cold.

"ah!"

With a scream, Guan Ping seemed to have tripped up by something on the soles of his feet, and his body staggered. The Han Iron Knife had already escaped from his hand, slashed through the void, and flew straight towards the direction of the Cai brothers.

"Jun Ping, don't be arrogant!"

"Guan Tanzhi, don't be rude!"

Two scattered shouts sounded from the hall, Liu Biao stood up from the desk chair with an unhappy look, and Cai looked at Cai Mao and Cai He in panic.

The Cai brothers had no time to resist when they were transformed into elbows and armpits. They had no time to protect their foreheads with both hands, intending to exchange their hands for their heads.

Although they had long been particularly unhappy with Liu Bei and even thought of getting rid of Liu Bei quickly, they never had the idea of ​​killing him in front of everyone. Naturally, they never thought that Guan Ping would stage a Hongmen Banquet for Liu Biao at today's birthday party.

Damn, this is so cruel!

Cai Mao sighed, stared at the sword light that was getting closer and closer through the gap between his fists, closed his eyes slightly, waiting for his hands to leave.

"Click!"

A cold light came out of Wen Pin's hand like lightning, and a wine bottle-like thing hit the Han Iron Knife. The Han Iron Knife suddenly fell and stuck on the desk in front of the Cai brothers.

The wine splashed everywhere, and the cold light suddenly stopped.

But I felt a chill on my face, and in an instant, Cai Mao was washed by the wine in the wine bottle.

Cai Mao slowly put down his hands, rubbed his face hard, wiped off the wine from the corner of his forehead, kicked the desk in front of him to the hall, clasped his fists to express his gratitude to Wenpin, turned his head and glared at Liu Bei.

"Big ear thief, so brave! He dared to use such despicable means to assassinate this general at the birthday party of the lord. It seems that you really don't take the lord and the generals of my Jingzhou seriously!"

Liu Biao was also furious. Although he wanted to suppress Cai Mao's arrogance and to subdue the military power in Jingzhou, he had never thought that he would take the lives of his two brothers-in-laws.

Not to mention, killing people directly at his birthday party without his consent?

He gave Liu Bei a fierce look, and almost burst into fire in Liu Biao's eyes: "Liu Xuande, you did a good thing!"

Liu Bei knelt on the ground with a bang, crying: "Brother, why are you wronged? Since the foolish brother went south, Brother Duomeng has taken care of him. Now he has settled in Deng County. Just when he is planning to repay his brother, how could he be Li Ling Zhihun assassinated General Cai at his brother's birthday party?

Just now, I just admire my brother's style and want to perform a sword dance created by Yun Chang in the past. I hope I can get your guidance and make some progress. I will never and dare not have any intention of offending my brother.

However, the sword skills taught by Chief Yun were quite profound, and he was just a beginner. He had poor control over power and martial arts. He sprained his ankle for a while and then he accidentally danced Han Tie Dao out. He had no intention of assassinating General Cai at all. Please let your brother observe clearly!"

Guan Ping limped to the hall, picked up the Han iron knife and knelt in front of Liu Bei, and held up his hands high.

"My father is open and honest all his life, and he values ​​affection and righteousness. He is taught by his father and never dares to do any weird things. Please let the general observe clearly. If the general doesn't believe it, he can kill the last general with this knife, and the last general will never have any complaints!"

"Clever words are sarcastic!" Cai Mao walked forward, grabbed Guan Ping's clothes, picked him up, and looked at his eyes fiercely and cursed, "Thief Guan Ping, how can you play a trick of stealing the bell in front of your lord.

Are you blindfolded by everyone? Humph, the great general will even fail when dancing the sword? Guan Ping Dog Thief is not this general who doesn’t give you a chance. Do you dare to swear in the name of the dead Guan Laoer, saying that you don’t have the will to kill this general?”

Swear in the name of the dead Guan Yu!

Cai Mao forced Guan Ping to a dead end with just one sentence. The hall was peaceful for a while. Dozens of eyes looked at Guan Ping coldly, and even Liu Biao's eyes were full of chills!
Chapter completed!