Guan Yu stood there like a mountain, one-handed behind him, looking up at the Qin guards rolling around on the ground.

Chu Fan can see clearly the action of Guan Yu's hitting just now. Chu Fan is a singer, and he knows a little bit about it. But for Guan Yu's speed, Chu Fan knows that he can't catch up even on horseback. Such a quick shot, he knows that the other party is a master at a glance.

"Sister Xiaorong, you're right. You really won in such a short time. It's really useless for the other person. Even I can beat them." Qiqi said with a smile on her...