A Weird Theater That Started In London

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Wenhou Lubu?

No, the demon **** Lu Bu!

At this moment, Lu Li finally saw the battle soul of this unparalleled man in the world as he wished.

Sirius.

A red Sirius was raising its head and howling at this time, with the meaning of gazing at the sky.

Perhaps he was aware of the existence of the same kind, and a green wolf also emerged from behind Lu Li, his energy flowed through the sky, and howled unwillingly, but it always gave people a feeling of being strong in the middle.

Although there are no fierce generals among the elite group of yellow turbans, the victory lies in the large number of people and the good momentum, which makes Lu Bu feel a little fighting spirit in his heart.

Perhaps, there will be some surprises, after all, the Yellow Turban army once swept the world.

At this point, Lu Bu clenched Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, and the crotch Shenju noticed that his master's fighting spirit was growing in his heart, and he slapped his nose to the sky, kicked with four hoofs like flying, turning into a red shadow and rushed out.

"Thousands of troops and horses will be there. How difficult is it to get things from the bag, who can stop me?"

"Hahaha!"

While breathing, the red golden light on Lu Bu's body condensed into substance, like a **** descending to the earth, wherever he went, the halberd was broken, the horses and horses were broken, and several Yellow Turban army formations were continuously pierced!

Break the first battalion!

Break the second battalion!

Break the third battalion!

In an instant, even breaking through the three camps, no one could stop the demon **** who charged.

In fact, the Yellow Turban generals who came to besiege Lu Bu from all around were sacked by Fang Tian's painted halberds before they came close.

"Skills stop this ear?"

"No one among the Ten Thousand Armies can fight me?"

Between shouts and shouts, Lu Bu cut out red gold blades, and left long marks on the ground that was almost frozen into ice, which was a hundred meters long!

Can this guy really be considered a human?

Although the sacred stone has brought an extraordinary change to the Three Kingdoms world, it is sparse and common to drive the tiger away. It is not worth boasting to realize that the battle spirit is an enemy, but Lu Bu is too exaggerated?

At this moment, Lu Li stared intently, feeling a tight throat, and couldn't help swallowing, while the cyan Sirius still stood proudly behind him, his expression indifferent, but he had stopped howling unconsciously.

I saw the hot and grand vigor as the sun formed an airtight wall. Even though the yellow-turbaned warriors turned into giants and wielded iron fists capable of tearing up tigers and leopards, they were still very rare to advance. Only a few people had billowing yellow smoke behind them. The military commander has the opportunity to pierce out.

However, within the time of two breaths at most, there are residual limbs burning and flying out, like a meteorite falling from the sky, killing the soldiers along the way.

It is no exaggeration to say that Lu Bu is like a huge furnace that rises abruptly between heaven and earth, which can burn everything.

The most frightening thing is that he hasn't tried his best yet, constantly clamoring: Who will fight?

The same people who understand the soul of war, why can the gap be so big?

"It seems that I still don't have the right to underestimate the heroes of the world." Lu Li looked at the red shadow in the Ten Thousand Army, and exhaled for a long time: "This battle is over, when Bingzhou settles down, he asks the two elder brothers. Help me polish my martial arts."

His goal is very firm:

Raise the power in the prison, let the lords gathered in Luoyang know the name of Taiyuan Lu Mengming!

Instead of living in Zhang Liao and Lu Bu, no, now I have to add a Zhao Yun. I must not live in their shadow and become an unknown person.

"Why doesn't Meng Ming do it yet?"

Lu Bu randomly picked and killed two enemy generals who were blocking the way forward, and then joked: "Does it mean that you think this piece of work is hot? Hahaha, this is the wedding gift I gave you in advance, brother."

This guy... is so rude.

After hearing the reminder, Lu Li, who felt that he had been out of the way, came back to his senses. He was speechless for a while, then he pressed down on the various distracting thoughts that was tumbling in his heart, and drew his sword to look at Guo Tai.

The two men met.

This old handsome over half a hundred years old looked calm, but after staggering his eyes, he raised his eyes and glanced at the flag, the yellow background of auspicious clouds, a big Korean character fluttering in the wind.

Then, when he saw the heads and pockets hanging on it, his eyes stopped, his lips moved, as if he was muttering something.

At the same time, Lu Li stroked the brand-new knife edge. Speaking of which, he and the Yellow Turban Army had a deep bond, and they formed various causes and effects——

If you didn’t suddenly encounter the Yellow Turban army attacking the city, you wouldn’t leave Dingtao easily; if you didn’t arrive in time, the cheap daddy Lu Xu would become a dead bone in the grave; if you didn’t meet Pei Yuanshao in the original public pavilion, you wouldn’t be clear at the time of life and death. Enlighten yourself; if you hadn't gotten the guidance of the chief pavilion, you would have gone to Luoyang to join the boss of Cao, where would you go north to find the master.

In the end, if it weren't for a temporary intention midway, and two entourages picked up the camp of a certain part of the Yellow Turban, they would not meet the brother Zhang Liao...

As time passed bit by bit, two people who remembered the past looked at each other in the same way.

"Master, this is Pei Yuanshao's knife. I will send you on the road."

Lu Li felt that he was able to achieve this point, it was considered to be the most benevolent. As for catching alive, let it go. For a character like Guo Tai, who can rest assured to let him live, rather than being captured and humiliated, it is better to give him a happy life.

"Haha, the child is arrogant, deceiving me to be old?"

Guo Tai laughed up to the sky, as if he didn't appreciate it, and said, "The long knife in my hand is not old!"

After speaking, he threw away the drumsticks in his hands, pulled out the saber studded with gems around his waist, and jumped on his horseback.

This is the end of the matter, and there is no need to go into details.

Lu Li bowed slightly and adjusted his own state. In fact, he had already found the feeling of killing after many personal battles, and he was adjusting now.

At the same time, a horse hiss sounded, and the red helmet fluttered in the wind, as if a smear of blood was flowing. The old and vigorous Guo Tai clenched his saber tightly, and rushed forward with an unreturned momentum.

It's a pity that the black-maned horse that is not comparable to Lu Li's crotch, its four hooves stomped hard and turned into a black light to greet him.

"Kill!" Guo Tai shouted violently, a cloud of earthy light burst out of his body, thick but faintly boiling.

clang!

With a roar, the place where the two horses intersect was full of smoke and dust, and the battlefield shrouded in Lu Bu's aura was torn apart for a long time.

Hundreds of steps away, Lu Bu, who was killing the enemy in blood, felt a little bit. He turned his eyes to look behind him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. He did not expect Guo Tai to be so brave and to have Lian Po's legacy.

However, when he sensed that someone wanted to interfere with the duel between the two, his eyes immediately emitted a fierce light, and the horse rushed over, setting off a shower of blood.

"The master is always strong."

At this moment, Lu Li's eyes changed when he looked at Guo Tai. He had previously regarded him as a prey, but now that he fought against him, he found out who the prey was and who the hunter was, only God knew.

And Guo Tai is like a silent tiger, raising the sword in his hand, and rushing to control the string again.

There was another roar, and then the sonic boom continued one after another. The two had already fought dozens of times between their breaths, as if they were about to sever their weapons and see the blood before they would give up.

Lu Lihu's mouth became more and more numb, and his heart became more and more eager to obtain a magic weapon, or a spear, or a halberd, otherwise, the battle would not be so difficult.

Guo Tai was old after all, and the hand holding the knife couldn't stop trembling. The knife mang who had been attacked by Lu Li in the last fight opened a blood mark from his left chest to his right waist, and the decline has already appeared.

"kill!"

Seeing this ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Lu Li screamed, and Sirius also let out a long roar behind him. In an instant, the azure sharp edge attached to the sword became extremely grand, not losing to Lu Bu's slash.

With only a bang and a spark, Guo Tai's sword flew out immediately. Even the horse under his seat screamed, his knees softened, and he fell on his back.

At almost the same time, the yellow turban soldiers who had been entangled by Lu Bu yelled and tried to rush over, but Lu Li didn't care. The moment the veteran got up and just stabilized his figure, he flattened his blade and rushed forward.

"Prosecutors and thieves, kill!"

Lu Li's face was bloody, his eyes were red, and he pointed the blade at the veteran's neck.

Staggered.

A blood mist exploded.

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