Ma Chao's shouting was an unwilling roar.
Lu Bu's shouting is a scornful threat Dong Zhuo's shouting was a kind of domineering catharsis.
Li Ru's shouting was a horrified shout.
None of the four voices is a humble prayer.
Although they have different identities, for Li Jue, they are all orders that are above him.
If one person speaks out, Li Jue will be angry; if two people speak out, Li Jue may Surrender; if three people speak out at the same time, Li Jue will feel it is humiliating; but now that four people speak out at the same time, Li Jue has no choice but to faint.
Even so, no one among the four people present seemed to care about Li Jue's condition.
Dong Zhuo even laughed out loud, feeling very happy: "My son Fengxian has long been alone among the great men.
He was regarded as the best flying general in the world.
He never thought that a certain Liangzhou would actually have another flying brocade, and his light was not weaker than that of the world."
Tiger.
In today's battle, no one wants to interfere, but I want to see whether the young tiger in Liangzhou is stronger or the tiger in Bingzhou."
After speaking, Dong Zhuo waved his hand, and everyone was ordered to retreat outside, leaving an open space for the two of them.
But the crossbowmen outside the courtyard were even more focused and breathless, always paying attention to the situation on the field.
After saying this, Ma Chao seemed to be somewhat sober due to internal injuries.
But the blood-whining disease was still raging in his body, washing over his body like an undying curse, driving Ma Chao into a machine that only knew how to kill and fight: "Lü Bu was the strongest man in the world."
After Lu Buyuan shouted loudly, he could already see that Ma Chao was suffering from the blood howl disease, and whispered: "Sure enough, another person has begun to reach the ultimate level of martial arts.
Why, he entered the Tao through blood?"
Lu Bu said these words very quietly, and even he himself could not hear the sadness in his tone.
After calming down, Lu Bu regained his unruly and sinister look, and said to Ma Chao disdainfully: "That's right.
He is the strongest person in the world.
If you have the ability, come and challenge him."
Following Lu Bu's words.
Everyone suddenly felt an invisible pressure, but it was already spreading wildly.
Everyone is a practitioner of martial arts, so they naturally understand that this pressure is the concentration of murderous aura generated when a warrior's luck builds momentum.
They all concentrated their minds.
Waiting for a shocking battle, just when Ma Chao's murderous intent started to rage, another strange murderous intent like isinglass suddenly expanded to the entire hall, forming a huge invisible vortex with Lu Bu as the center.
Lu Bu has been famous for a long time, and he has already reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
He has not only developed his own power, but also condensed the martial arts heart that only he knows.
As a result, his concentration of murderous intent is much smoother and more solemn than that of Ma Chao, who has just entered the Heart of Martial Arts.
After the murderous aura gathered behind him, his whole body trembled, and the aura of destruction that seemed to be like black substance all over the sky hit Ma Chao like a violent storm.
In an instant, Ma Chao was tightly wrapped in Lu Bu's murderous intent.
Suppressed by this momentum, even in the state of blood howling, he began to have difficulty breathing and moving.
Moreover, his whole body seemed to be sucked towards the center by a sticky vortex, as if his body was being sent to be slaughtered. of.
Ma Chao, who had seen Lu Bu take action, was deeply wary of Lu Bu's martial arts.
At this moment, his keen senses and intuition gave him a deep understanding of the power of Lu Bu's strange murderous vortex: that vortex not only paralyzed and stagnated the enemy's movements with its dense and viscous murderous nature, but also because the entire space was highly condensed.
Filled with murderous aura, the hall is now equivalent to a closed barrier.
With the help of it, Lu Bu can detect the changes in the strength of the opponent's Qi.
Grasp the opponent's next posture and movement in order to formulate offensive and defensive advance and retreat methods accordingly.
This is an advanced form of the use of "Martial Arts Heart".
If Ma Chao has a slight flaw at this time, Fang Tian Hua Ji will take advantage of it in an instant and chop him into pieces; but if he only defends with all his strength and resists, and allows Lu Bu to reach the peak of his momentum, the next attack will probably be like The river bursting its banks created a feeling of no resistance.
But before taking action, Ma Chao had already lost the opportunity, and his fear of Lu Bu became more obvious.
At this moment, the blood roar in his body seemed to be completely aroused, spreading to the whole body with blood flowing.
After the bloodshot eyes, black impurities and bright red blood beads faintly flowed out from the body surface.
Taking a long breath, Ma Chao already felt that the bewitchment of the blood roar no longer imprisoned his brain and drove him like a walking zombie.
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Instead, it seems to be integrated into my whole body, walking on thin ice but running freely: Could it be that by surviving this inner demon, this blood howling disease can be relieved?
Concentrating his mind, under the pressure of Lu Bu's murderous intent, the clear-minded Ma Chao focused all his thoughts on the Su Tiejian in his hand.
For a moment, he only felt that the sword in his hand was gone, and there was nothing else between heaven and earth.
He instantly broke away from Lu Bu's imposing manner.
The pressure restrained the body and mind.
He clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand, first picked out a perfect circle in front of his chest, and used the Tai Chi movement that was not much in his memory of the previous life to gather all the fierce murderous aura in the circle.
Just when it seemed to be defending but not attacking, the sword thrust forward without any warning, and the murderous aura gathered into a ball was thrown towards the center of the vortex like a huge boulder.
His whole body shook violently.
Lu Bu obviously didn't expect that Ma Chao, stimulated by his own murderous aura, actually guided all the blood roaring energy into his body, completely transforming him into a powerful warrior.
He also used a strange sword force to condense and reverse his own murderous intent for his own use, and attack him.
After noticing Ma Chao's move, Lu Bu quickly sucked back the murderous whirlpool like a tidal wave, and with the light of his halberd flowing, he laid out layers of defensive nets in front of him, trying to neutralize Ma Chao's sword force with delicate glue techniques.
But after all, it was already a step too late.
This was a sword that exerted all Ma Chao's sudden enlightenment in his life.
Although it did not have boundless momentum or killing power, it seemed to be completely unbound by space and time, breaking through the limits of physics and reaching the level of martial arts.
"The sword is born from the heart".
Long-term hard training and the accumulation of bloody battles since childhood have already accumulated considerable potential for Ma Chao.
Unfortunately, this potential was not well guided, and instead became a blood howl that disrupted his mind.
At this time, by chance, before Ma Chao was on the verge of a powerful crisis, he was a blessing in disguise, and he was able to completely absorb the violence of Xuexiao, causing him to become completely clear-headed for a moment, and the storm in his body seemed to be the same as...
The storms from the outside world merged into one and burst out with the force of thunder.
At the moment when the sword was struck with lightning and flint, Ma Chao suddenly realized that he had broken through the old stereotypes.
After experiencing the three realms of strength, luck, and momentum, he finally entered the door of the heart of martial arts.
It's like a young eagle.
From the moment it grows feathers, the young eagle flaps its wings vigorously toward the sun every day in the nest, trying to soar in the blue sky like its parents, but it never succeeds.
As the wings flap day after day, their strength continues to increase and their feathers continue to grow.
One day the eagle came out of the nest to hunt for food.
The young eagle staggered to the edge of the nest and suddenly fell out of the nest accidentally.
The young eagle tumbled down from the high branches, screamed with all its strength, and flapped its wings as hard as usual.
Finally, just when it was about to fall onto the boulder under the cliff, it suddenly understood the trick, flapped its wings, broke free from the shackles of the earth, and soared upward. , soaring into the sky In this world, there are only a few people who get this opportunity.
After today's battle, there will be an additional young general on the list of mighty Han generals, a young general with a golden color and invisible murderous intent, who will keep pace with those gods of war who destroy or create an era: