Faced with the attacks filled with killing aura, Lu Bu's expression was slightly solemn. He threw Fang Tian's painting halberd into a curve of crescent moons and hit the opposite side. Clicking on the surface is one of the most commonly used moves in martial arts, but a simple move is used in Lu Bu's hands, but it is completely different from the one used in the hands of the rest.

In Lu Bu's eyes, a point is a flaw, and a flaw is more than one side.

The Fang Tian Painted Ridge carries Lu Bu's thousand pounds of power and carries Lu Bu's precise gaze, with three ding-ding sounds.

After the noisy collision, Lu Bu remained motionless, while the two Lige assassins and Zhiruo felt their arms numb and their biting pain in the tiger's mouth, which made them difficult to describe by the force of the countershock.

"How dare you? You dare to underestimate me!" Shi A shouted angrily.

The already sharp sword in his hand suddenly accelerated three points again, stabbing Lu Bu's left rib!

At this time, the tip of his sword was only ten centimeters short of Lu Bu's left rib.

"Good come!" Lu Bu laughed, and his unmoving body suddenly made an iron bridge. With a slight difference, he hid Shi A's must-kill sword.

Almost the moment the two of them fought, they fell into a situation where all the old powers were gone and the new powers had not yet emerged.

At this moment, Jing Xingli, who had been lurking like a poisonous snake, suddenly held the sword, jumped into the sky, and slashed straight towards Lu Bu, who was almost lying across the sky. The area covered by the sword force actually covered most of Lu Bu's body.

This sword, which was like a poisonous snake, was extremely unstoppable because the coverage of Jing Xingli's sword was really wide, and even the direction of Lu Bu's dodging left and right was included in it.

Looking at the sword in front of him that looked like a thunder slash, Lu Bu's legs were tense, and then the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand was transferred from his right hand to his left hand at an incredible angle, and then he held the halberd in his hands and supported the sky.

Sparks flew everywhere, and Jing Xingli was in a sure-winning round of sword kills, slashing heavily on the halberd pillar, ending in vain.

With the help of the power of supporting the sky, Lu Bu's whole body stood up like a dragon leaping, standing tall and standing tall like a pines.

"I'm the one who attacks!" Lu Bu smiled slightly, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit!

"Catch me a halberd!"

The strong wind blew, the grass and trees were alarmed, and Lu Bu's Fangtian Painting Halberd swept up!

The heavy halberd body crossed the sky, and a hot white light lit up.

Crack, Crack

The bones and tendons were broken, and a creepy sound came out. Three figures were knocked away like flying butterflies, and fell to the ground with a big mouth of coughing up blood.

These three figures are the weakest and two Lige Assassins.

As if the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, he looked at the towering figure in the distance with weak eyes, and his heart was filled with bitter vines. He practiced the killing skills for more than twenty years, and thought he could roam the world, but he couldn't even block the man's full blown attack. How ridiculous!

The injury was much lighter than that of the two Lige assassins. At least he had no bones and tendons, but he was shocked with a slight internal injury. However, that made him even more ironic!

Although Jing Xingli and Shi A were both forced to retreat by the blow of the power-breaking mountain, they were basically unscathed. The gap between the three was obvious.

He was cruel and murderous, and he had a ruthless spirit in his bones. Therefore, after just a few breaths, he threw all his fear behind his head and rushed forward hideously to support Shi A and the other two who launched another round of offensive.

Afterwards, Lu Bu, Shi A and Jing Xingli, the three of them fought hard. The sword light was like a horse, the sword power was like a flowing cloud, and the halberd light was like a mountain. Sparks were splashing everywhere, and the sound of collision spreads everywhere.

After three moves, he watched the halberd blade flying from outside the sky pierced into his left rib, and was thrown away in the bone-blazing coldness, unable to fight again.

After ten moves, Jing Xingli watched the halberd pillar as heavy as Mount Tai hit his ribs, and then was kicked away by Lu Bu at the moment when several of his ribs broke.

After twenty moves, only Shi A was still gritting his teeth and persevering, allowing beads of sweat to flow freely between his forehead.

The 30th move

"Haha, it turns out that this is the sword technique taught by Wang Yue, the second swordsman in the world. Next time he meets Wang Yue, how much charm can he use this set of sword technique?"

Lu Bu laughed wildly, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand suddenly retracted, and then he stabbed, shocked, and slashed! This is the three-in-one attack of the halberd technique that penetrated the sun, split the rocks and flowed the clouds, and broke through the thorns.

Shi A blocked a sting with a sword blade, and exhausted, he could not defend against the subsequent shock and slash.

As if hit by lightning, Shi A felt his whole body suddenly numb, and he could not exert any strength in that breath, and then he watched the arrogant halberd pillar hit his shoulder heavily.

"Damn it! You dare to question your master's ability! I want to die with you!" Shi A ignored the halberd pillar pressing on his shoulders and contemptted the powerlessness on his shoulders. At this moment, he was like an angry male leopard, trying to choose someone and kill him!

However, under the uniform of Lu Bu's Fangtian Painted Ridge, it was like a prison from heaven, forcibly suppressing Shi Ah's fury.

Shi A's legs were deeply bent, but he still stared at Lu Bu tightly. His determination to burn both jade and stone was simply engraved into his bones.

"Okay! You don't have to be angry either. Actually, my master should know your master. He was still a family five hundred years ago. Speaking of which, there is no need to be such hatred between you and me, and you can still have some connections!" Lu Bu said arrogantly. He thought to himself: My master's surname is Wang, and your master's surname is Wang. Don't they all say the surnames of the world? Is it a family five hundred years ago? We didn't lie!

Shi A was stunned and thought slightly that there was no need to lie when Lu Bu had the advantage.

His eyes first turned soft, but then violently turned violent: How dare you say that my master is the second swordsman in the world? He is clearly the best in the world. You slander my master's reputation!

"He is not the best in the world, it is my nameless uncle!" Lu Bu shook his head, his eyes full of deep recollection.

"Nonsense! It's obviously my master!" Shi A's eyes were a little fiercer and he shouted angrily.

"It's my Uncle Wuming! He is the eternal number one swordsman in the world! Are you deaf? I said - it's my Uncle Wuming!" Lu Bu was angry!

He kicked Shi's sword away with one foot, then grabbed his shoulder, shook it hard, and shook it hard, his eyes like a lion!

"No, it's my master!" Shi A was about to fall apart, but he still held his head stubbornly.

"Damn, you need to clean up, right?"

Lu Bu was ignited and punched Shi A's eyes hard. With a bang, Shi A, who looked pretty good, had a panda eye.

But Lu Bu was still unhappy and then beat Shi A's other eye into a panda's eye.

"It's...I...Master!" Shi A still shouted.

Lu Bu's face turned black and blue, and then his raindrop-like fist hit Shi A!

At first, Shi A gritted her teeth and said nothing, but later she couldn't help but moan.

Lu Bu beat Shi A hard and finally kicked him a few more times. Seeing that he still wanted to make noise, Lu Bu knocked the guy out with an elbow!

"Haha! I'll teach him a lesson for his master! It's so relieved!" Lu Bu patted the dust stained on the blue robe due to the fight, and looked back and showed a bright smile at the person who had been stunned.

The remaining people looked at him like demons. In their hearts, Lu Bu was moody and did not play according to common sense. Such people are the most terrifying!

The battle ended, but no one died, but everyone involved lost their combat power.

Lu Bu walked to the young boy again and asked softly: Little brother, who participated in killing the people in your village? Tell me to your brother. Don’t be afraid, look, they were all defeated by the elder brother!

The young man's dark eyes turned red again. Looking at the scarred evil people, he finally plucked up the courage and pointed his small fingers at the three men.

"You can't kill us. We are people in Li Pavilion. If you kill us, just wait for Li Pavilion to be chased every day!"

"Noisy!!!"

The square sky painted halberd cut through the sky.

The three of them were killed by Fang Tian's painting halberd one by one. Considering that they could not scare the children, their heads were still there, but the blood hole in their chests was shocking.

"Leave Zhang Jiao's body, and then you go! I can't find a reason to kill you for the time being." Lu Bu looked at Nie Rong who was holding Zhang Jiao in his arms.

"Nie Rong, put down Zhang Jiao! Help me leave!" Even though Jing Xingli was unwilling to accept it, he still ordered Nie Rong to say.

"Hahaha, you forced me to death! You can't go back! You can't go back! I love Lige, I can't go back!"

A sudden and crazy laugh came from Nie Rong, who had never been revealed and had no water.

He pulled out the scimitar from his waist, pointed it at Zhang Jiao's body, and slashed it hard!

"I dare!!!" Lu Bu was also confused by the sudden change and let out an angry cry of splitting the clouds.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand was thrown out fiercely across dozens of meters away!

Puchi! The sharp halberd tip penetrated Nie Rong's body hard, but even if he was killed, the result would not be changed.

Zhang Jiao's head was cut off, and two arms were cut off. He was almost dismembered.

"Nie Rong, why do you betray the Nie family? Why?" Jing Xingli cried in disbelief!

Lu Bu quickly caught up with Nie Rong, pressed his hands hard, and nailed his body to the ground with Fang Tian Huaji, with a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

After a while, he pulled out his halberd, threw blood away, and picked up Zhang Jiao's body and head with some fatigue, and tied it behind him with a rattan that Jing Xingli had already prepared.

"Little brother, come with me and I'll send you back to the village!" Lu Bu walked to the young man and rubbed his head in a doting way.

Zhang Jiao's body was incomplete, and his thoughts changed. He planned to find a place to bury Zhang Jiao when he arrived at the young man's village, and then search for Zhang Ning'er, who was missing, and tell her the place where Zhang Jiao was buried. It was also considered to have received her several rescue efforts.

The young man looked pale and looked at the corpse behind Lu Bu timidly, extremely scared, but he still plucked up the courage and said: Thank you, brother, for helping me kill my enemy, I will take you back to the village!

One green and one young man, gradually traveling far away, leaving only two figures growing longer and longer along the way...
Chapter completed!