Lu Bu, who lost his memory, didn't remember that he was the Marquis of Wen who was the mighty world back then, he didn't remember that he was also a prince of the dominant side, and he didn't remember his glory back then.
The only thing he remembered in his heart was that his father-in-law Yuan Shao took him in and was kind to him.
And the only one who was good to him was killed by the traitor of the potter.
From then on, Lü Bu's only thought of surviving was to kill the pottery thief and avenge Yuan Shao.
It was this thought that supported him to survive in Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who had been defeated by his subordinates and sneered.
The meaning of his life is only revenge.
And today, the enemy who killed his father-in-law appeared in front of him again, so close to him.
A God-given opportunity for revenge, how could he miss it.
The furious Lu Bu, relying on the peerless martial arts of the junior martial saint and the super speed of the red rabbit horse, smashed everything, and instantly killed the pottery merchant thirty steps away.
Lu Bu, who was carried away by the fire of revenge, roared and roared: "Tao thief, you kill my father-in-law, I, Lu Bu, want you to break your body into ten thousand pieces" The beastly roar shook the spirits of the Wei soldiers, and they were subconsciously afraid.
The golden giant tower was still standing still, without a trace of fear.
The potter who stands proudly with a horizontal sword, only the tyrant in the eagle eye is disdainful.
How many times have they fought each other, Lu Bu has been defeated by his subordinates, and today is no exception.
Mo said that the fierce generals under his command are like clouds, and he doesn't need to make a move by himself at all, even if it is himself, the force value has reached 99, and with his critical talent, he can fight with Lu Bu.
In the field of vision, Lu Bu rushed close like a killing god, but the potter only snorted coldly, pointed at the green dragon knife in his hand, and shouted: "Where is the black charcoal head, don't give me a shot."
Before the words came out, behind him, Wei Chigong, who had already been burning with blood, let out a thunderous shout, and danced an iron whip in his hand, shooting out like a black whirlwind, heading straight for Lu Bu.
In the midst of the frenzy, Wei Chi Gong shouted wildly: "Lu Bu, let's taste the power of my sect god again." ” Lu Bu frowned, and the picture of the previous battle suddenly appeared in his mind.
That time, it was Wei Chigong and Qin Qiong who joined forces, and with their incredible defensive power, they carried their own attack alive and saved the potter.
For Lu Bu, it was simply a shame.
Goodbye to the old opponent today, Lu Bu's dignity was greatly excited, and suddenly he was furious like a beast, riding a horse like the wind, Fang Tian's halberd was wrapped in the power of breaking the sky, and it bombarded Wei Chigong head-on.
The battle halberd swayed, and a blade qi as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the outline of the halberd was faintly visible, and it blasted up in the air.
Wei Chi Gong took a breath, and the double whip blocked it head-on, shaking away the blade qi "bang", and the iron whip was instantly connected to the halberd. rumble Under the wilderness, a loud landslide suddenly erupted, as if the earth was torn apart.
The loud sound of collapse poured into the eardrums of the enemy soldiers like thunder, and the eardrums of everyone wanted to be punctured.
And at the point when the whip and the halberd collided, the scorching sun-like sparks splashed out, and the incomparable shock wave of the request swelled in all directions, instantly smashing their feet into an inch, and scraping the ground around them out of the deep trench.
The shock wave that his remaining strength did not disappear even more overturned all the people and war horses within the eight zhang range, regardless of the enemy and me.
The strength of Lu Bu's halberd seemed to be a little stronger than the last fight The pottery merchant frowned slightly, worried that even if Yu Chigong had the talent of "door god", he was afraid that it would not be good.
The dust and mist dissipated, and the two rode by the wrong horse.
Although Wei Chigong's body was shocked, he was still standing on the horse, obviously receiving Lu Bu's earth-shattering blow.
The potter secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Before the blow was taken down by Captain Chi Gong, Lu Bu's eyes erupted with fire, and there was another angry beast roar, and Fang Tian's halberd swung out again, layer upon layer, covering the sky with the shadow of the halberd, like a falling star in the sky, slashing down frantically.
"This guy's martial arts seem to be stronger than the last fight, it's a little bad."
Although Yu Chigong was standing, his breath was tumbling in his chest, and he was secretly surprised, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he was in a hurry to dance the whip to meet it.
The Door God talent was triggered again, and he relied on two iron whips to turn into layers of whips, trying his best to resist Lu Bu's crazy attack.
Originally, with Yu Chi Gong's door god talent, he could at least support Lu Bu's attack of about twenty moves of the junior martial saint, but this time without five moves, Yu Chi Gong was already feeling very difficult.
Another earth-shattering halberd blade blasted down, Yu Chigong's arm muscles exploded, and he set up an iron whip to carry it, under the earth-shattering bombardment, his arms had been severely bent down, and the indestructible Fang Tian painted halberd blade was almost about to hit his shoulder.
The blade wind that shook out from the halberd blade blew Wei Chigong's face as painful as a knife, and traces of blood oozed from his neck.
Wei Chigong endured the pain of scraping his face like a knife, and with a roar, his muscles exploded and were about to burst, and he tried his best to swing Lu Bu's halberd away.
Just when he was almost biting blood from his teeth, and before he could even take a breath, Lu Bu was another earth-destroying halberd blade, rolling up a wild dust and blood mist, and slashing horizontally.
Wei Chigong didn't have time to think about it, gritted his teeth and raised his whip to block it. throat An earth-shattering metal hunting roar, and the flying sparks burned Wei Chigong's arm.
With a halberd, Yu Chigong instantly felt a sharp pain in his palm, and he was shocked to the point that the tiger's mouth cracked.
Under the huge bombardment, his huge body shook violently, and his legs could barely clamp the horse's belly, and he was directly shocked off the horse.
The nightmare has just begun.
Lu Bu's beastly attack slashed down in the air, each of which was wrapped in a heavy blow that made Wei Chi Gong feel very difficult.
In less than ten moves, Wei Chigong was suppressed to the extreme of passivity, and flaws appeared frequently all over his body.
His talent as a god seemed to be about to collapse The potters who swept the formation, didn't have time to think about it, and urgently ordered the system elves to scan Lu Bu's force value.
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"Di system scan, subject Lu Bu's force value is 109, approaching the mid-stage martial saint." 109 Brawn Lu Bu's force value has increased greatly, compared with the force value of the previous battle, it has increased by nearly 5 points, and it is only 1 point short, and he is about to rush to the middle stage of the Martial Saint.
"No wonder this time Wei Chi Gong is so struggling, he can't even hold on to twenty moves, I didn't expect Lu Bu's martial arts value to have increased a lot, and he is about to rush to the middle stage of the martial saint" Tao Shang Jian frowned, secretly worried in his heart.
However, this seems to be normal, with Lu Bu's martial arts talent, it is not uncommon for the force value to increase significantly in the past few years.
The potter knew that he could no longer sit idly by, and let Wei Chigong fight with Lu Bu alone, but he was afraid that if he couldn't last twenty-five moves, his talent would be broken, and his life would be in danger.
"Where is the madman Yang, quickly go and help the black charcoal head take down Lu Bu" The potter shouted without thinking.
Yang Zaixing, who was seven steps away, had already been boiling in blood, and without saying a word, he broke through the wind and killed the battle group.
I saw Yang Zaixing's black figure, like a black whirlwind, running through the bloody road, and killing Lu Bu in an instant.
The pottery merchant is the master of the three armies, and at this critical moment, he can no longer personally go into danger to fight Lu Bu, and only by dispatching Yang Zaixing, a general with a bloody talent, can he fight with Lu Bu.
"Another one to die" Lu Bu roared with disdain, Fang Tian's halberd approached Wei Chigong's iron whip, and with a backhand halberd, it slammed into Yang Zaixing with the power of the heavens and the earth. syllable The shrill hum of metal roared like the earth had collapsed.
At the moment of impact, a spherical shock wave burst out in all directions, tearing most of it apart and shattering the sky.
Yang Zaixing has no talent for the god of the door, and his original force value is only in his early 90s, under Lu Bu's heavy blow, the tiger's mouth immediately cracked, and the blood rolled like a tide, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.
Under the huge shock, his body was shocked backwards, and he was almost shocked off the horse.
Wei Chigong's heart suddenly cooled.
He originally thought that Yang Madman would come over to help him and relieve his pressure, but he didn't expect Yang Zaixing to be so uncompromising, and he was shocked by Lu Bu to vomit blood with just one blow.
Where is he here to help himself, he is clearly here to drag himself down.
Wei Chi Gong was afraid that Lu Bu would lose, so he took the opportunity to take a breath and attacked Lu Bu with a whip.
It's a pity that although his defense is high, his attack power is similar to Yang Zaixing's, and he was easily swept away by Lu Bu's halberd.
"What an ant, send it to death yourself, I'll strangle you first" Lu Bu let out a disdainful roar, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand stirred up the wind and clouds, and slashed out again, and it was another halberd as heavy as Mount Tai, which bombarded Yang Zaixing.
He tried to find out that Yang Zaixing was vulnerable in one move, so he wanted to kill him directly, and then go to clean up Wei Chigong.
"Lu Bu, dare to underestimate me, I will open your eyes, haha" Yang Zaixing was like a madman, laughing wildly, not afraid of the pain on his body, dancing the war knife, and trying his best to block it.
This second knife was slashed out, the power was violent, and the power was greatly increased, and it was actually stronger than the first knife.
Lu Bu's eyes suddenly moved.
He thought that Yang Zaixing was vulnerable, and thought that the previous halberd was enough to seriously injure this weak chicken, and he had no power to fight back, so he could only let himself slaughter.
He never thought that this Yang Zaixing would not only be able to continue to resist, but the power of the sword he faced out would increase greatly, and he was faintly about to have the power of a half-step martial saint.
Surprise is surprise, but Lu Bu is not merciful, Fang Tian's halberd is undiminished, and with the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth, he slashes down frantically. throat It was as if a hole had been pierced in the sky.
At that moment, the loud noise shook the potters who were ten paces away, and they all felt their eardrums bulge and tingle.
The huge force of the bombardment ruthlessly poured into Yang Zaixing's body, shaking his body violently, his qi and blood tumbling like a tide, and he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood arrows.
The hidden essence of the blade qi that turned out of the painting halberd was more like a wall of blades, overwhelmingly rolling towards Yang Zaixing, scraping his clothes and armor all over his body, and cutting out the scars.
Yang Zaixing's force value has soared to 99, but under the attack of Lu Bu 109, it is still so vulnerable.
It's as if any of his attacks are hitting stones with eggs.
But he still stands.
Under this heavy blow, both inside and outside were seriously injured, Yang Zaixing was still standing on the horse Lu Bu was angry with isjgy: