Zangyin led 108 Lei Ruoji monk soldiers who were proficient in ninjutsu and fighting skills to hurried back to Tokyo, Japan. In this case, he had no choice but to go back.

The Aohuang who Naoko came to Tokyo was already crazy!

And he also killed the whole of Tokyo!!!

He is now a mad dog. As long as he doesn't like you, no matter whether you are a human, a pig, a cat, a dog, or an innocent flower or a flower or a flower or a flower or a flower or a flower or a flower or plant, he will wave the heavy sword in his hand without hesitation that I don't know where to find it, but it is so sharp that even the steel plate of an armored vehicle can split!

What he was like was the legendary master who never grew up wherever he passed!

"boom!"

The thick wall and the steel frame support inside were split by him with a sword. Aohuang rushed into a high-end men's club. He ran to the horse shed on the racecourse. All the horses were shocked by the amazing murderous aura on his body. They made small animals neighing, and some of them were even scared to the point of being weak. They fell directly to the ground in an annoying scream. Facing the God of Death, these noble horses actually performed the unique skills of "Laggy Donkey Eighteen Rolling", and hid in the deepest part of the horse shed in a mess.

Aohuang shook his head in disappointment. Although these horses are excellent breeds, each with muscles, showing strong explosive power, they are as timid as mice. Apart from being very attractive, they can take the TV to trick laymen, they can no longer enter the eyes of him, the flying general who will be friends with the Red Rabbit Horse for life.

"roar……"

"Ao..."

Suddenly, several horses were kicked away in a mess. God knew how heavy the horse's hooves were on them. The horses struggled for a long time and did not struggle to stand up again from the ground. They could only look at the blood hole that was kicked out by their own kind, and screamed with tears.

"Crazy..."

All the racing horses scattered away like frightened again. When the Aohuang's eyes were attracted by this small riot, they fell into a horse standing tall in the horse shed, and naturally brought out a horse with a unique style. His eyes seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and could no longer be moved away.

It was a giant figure half a horse's head higher than other racing horses. Just as it stood there, it naturally brought out a kind of pride and loneliness that stood out from the crowd. Its fiery red and gorgeous fur was like the steaming blood on the giant sword in Aohuang's hand.

Among so many horse racing horses, only he dared to turn his head and look at Aohuang with an indifferent or a hint of appreciation.

Aohuang slowly raised the giant sword in his hand and sent it to him. He stretched out his tongue and gently licked the blood on the giant sword. The fierce horse with blood red all over his body lifted his horse's hooves, which were still stained with the same blood. He stepped on the terrain a few times and wiped the evidence on the horse's hooves cleanly.

In this regard, they are all experienced veterans and experts who can kill without blinking.

The more you look at the mung bean, the more you look at it, the more you like it. It's really hard and bad. The sword of Aohuang cut a two-meter-wide gap into the wooden railing in front of the horse sanctuary. As other horses were constantly yelling, he walked to the big eyes with his big eyes, looked at his red horse, and laughed: "I like you, are you the Red Rabbit Horse that had fought side by side with me more than a thousand years ago?"

Of course, this fierce horse couldn't understand what Aohuang was saying. It just made a loud noise with pride. Aoqin laughed and said, "No matter what, who made so many horses racing, the only one of you can make me look at? A truly fierce horse and a good horse should accompany the heroes on the battlefield to experience the pleasure and indulgence that ordinary people can never feel. This is worth the gift God has given us!!!"

The blood-red horse looked at Aohuang curiously, not understanding what the guy with a feeling of making him faintly feel was talking to himself.

Could it be that he is not the newly hired horse trainer of this racecourse?

"Wait a moment," Ao Huang suddenly left her and turned around and left. The feeling of being neglected made the blood-red horse scream in dissatisfaction, but it then widened its eyes as big as an egg, staring blankly at the man who was damaging.

Aohuang split the hollow metal pillars used for decoration and embellishment by the star-rated cold drink shop next to the racetrack with one sword. He smashed, kicked and kicked the hollow metal pillars, and in a blink of an eye he restored half of the pillars into a steel plate about two centimeters thick. He murmured to the entire steel plate, not knowing what he was saying.

His old god is there, and he doesn't take the sound of gunfire, the crazy neighing of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces and the sirens that resounds through the sky, and the police whistle is in his eyes. Instead, the blood-red Fierce Horse Emperor is not anxious to die and the eunuch is sweating for him.

"Have it!"

A sharp light suddenly shone in his eyes. He raised his Feiku's hand and slashed his huge sword at the steel plate. Steel pieces of large and small were constantly exploited and fell from the entire steel plate. He picked up the steel plate that had been cut into a state of incomplete skin and made the horse look at each other. Aohuang knocked and beat again. In less than half a minute, he used his most terrifying power that could only be described as a beast to knock the entire steel plate that was cut into a strange shape by her into a horse clip.

Looking at the Aohuang looking at the thing that did not match his figure, he ran towards it with a smile. The blood-red horse couldn't help but scream in his heart: "Oh my God, no, can you say..."

"Here, this is for you!"

As expected, the Aohuang carefully slapped the thing that could only be said to be a tin bucket on it. It looked at the blood-red horse covered with two centimeters of steel plate and could only reveal its head, and laughed: "Yes, I announced that you have officially upgraded to a heavy turbulence! If it was just a light cavalry, how could it resist the bullets of the enemy's automatic rifle?"

Seeing that there was a position that didn't fit very well, Aohuang kicked the roughest vest in the world made of steel plates, and the force that could only be described as perverted kicked the vest hard. The entire vest made a sound that only in the iron shop should make. The blood-red horse trembled involuntarily.

He tied the saddle with a single steel heavy horse armor with a few belts and tied it tightly. Aohuang flew straight onto the heavy cavalry special armored horse that he "armed" with the most rough means.

The blood-red horse widened its eyes. It was a super fierce horse! Even if this man liked it very much, even if he was very satisfied with the guy who dared to catch it, if he didn't struggle or resist, how could these knights cherish its existence? How could they understand that the hard work is the sweetest fallacy?

As soon as it stood up, it performed a horse that was so beautiful that it could lift its hooves. Aohuang slapped the annoying, rough steel armor on its body and shouted anxiously: "Hey, you have to lose your temper and then get angry. Fuck these enemies together first, otherwise we will all be beaten into honeycombs!"

Yes, it is indeed not a problem now. When they were showing off their personality, more than a dozen Japanese Self-Defense Force members holding automatic rifles and rifles rushed into the horse farm. Seeing this man and a horse, they swept over hundreds of bullets without saying a word.

The companions around him made waves of wailing. The man on it waved the giant sword two meters long and forty centimeters in his hand. There was a jingling sound. He used the giant sword that could have long shields to block all the bullets shot at him. And the layer of steel armor it had just covered his body also heard a terrible sound like a burst of beans. When he thought that if it weren't for this layer of things that made it uncomfortable, it had been beaten into a ball of mud, the blood-red horse would be scared out of cold sweat.

Faced with this tacit battle and this naked violence, this blood-red horse was angry! Its muscles suddenly contracted with strength and beauty, and as it stretched and relaxed, its body shot out like an arrow from the string.

Aohuang widened his eyes. God knew whether the fierce horse, who had just been chosen as his combat partner, was scared crazy. He clearly used a heavy sword to cut a two-meter-long gap on the fence. Why did this stupid horse, a stupid horse, and a crazy horse rush straight towards the hard wooden fence like a blind man with his eyes open?

This is a heavy fence that is nearly two meters high. If it can really jump over it, it will not be a horse, but a kangaroo!

To correct it, it is a super kangaroo that looks particularly similar to a horse!

A kangaroo horse rushed to a place with a foot or one meter of the heavy fence. It was as if the emperor had thought, and stood up like a kangaroo.

"Ao..."

Why is the horse's scream so unpleasant? God knows if a high-pitched speaker is connected to its vocal cords, otherwise why would it be so shocked that even Aohuang couldn't help frowning?

With Emperor Ao's eyes stunned and frowning, the Kangaroo horse under his seat kicked its two iron hooves that were not worthy of their lives to the thick wooden fence.

It was silent and could kick a horse to death with one leg. Now it was already madly trying all its strength to use its front hooves to the fence made of thick logs.

"boom!!!"

The wood chips splashed, and amid the audacity of the aura of the emperor and the angry neighing of the kangaroo horse, the man and his horse were like a whirlwind, and also like a strange-shaped light tank. In a manner of not fearing death, they rushed towards the dozen Japanese Self-Defense Force soldiers who had been scared to death.

At this moment, a kangaroo horse had a heavier murderous aura than the Aohuang. It ignored the other party's "da da da da" and kept ringing automatic rifles. It directly rushed to the group of damn enemies with the shortest straight line between two points. Just look at it and look at its wide open mouth. The two rows of terrible teeth that were exposed that were not lethal. You will not be able to hold your head and ask weakly: "Is this a horse or a wolf in horse's skin?

There is no way, who made the damn Self-Defense Forces kill a beautiful mare that had just figured out a way to get it last night and had already done a piston movement?

Who says that only men can be angry at the beauty, can’t stallions be able to do it?

Who says that only humans have feelings? Horses are also a kind of sentiment. When friends come, there are grass, and when enemies come, they are the hot-blooded animals with hooves!

"Hahahaha... Your temperament is for my appetite!"

Aohuang laughed wildly on the hungry wolf and the kangaroo horse. Faced with the increasingly dense straggling rifle shooting, he grabbed the hilt of the giant sword with both hands, and turned the giant sword, which may weigh more than fifty kilograms into a huge metal round shield. As the giant sword in his hand danced faster and faster, a small whirlwind continued to rise on his giant sword.

When the sword dance reached its limit, when the blood of each person and the horse was so hot that it was almost impossible for him to be able to do so. Aohuang kicked the hungry wolf and the steel vest on the kangaroo horse. In the calm metal sound, he actually knocked out a kind of artistic conception of lonely smoke from the desert, and the rage of the golden bell that the iron horse Jinge sacrificed his life to fight.

In the sound of the drum-like rhythm, Aohuang sang proudly. In history, everyone thought that Lu Bu was a brave general who only knew how to do it on time. However, Aohuang searched for the war songs written by Lu Bu for the army in his memories of his past life.

It may not be neat, of course it is not neat, because I want to write it temporarily, but it is the most heroic, most ostentatious and most wild!

When the Aohuang began to sing, the frank general Lu Bu's openness and openness throughout his life began to reemerge in the depths of his blood.

The wind in the desert is filled with lonely geese.

Clouds flying all over the night.

A hero's sword for ten years

Beihui Lianchang camp grazing Ma Qiang.

The sword light rises and the war drums ring.

A has not been solved,

The horn sounds.

A passionate man should swing his sword,

Where can a hero not kill people?

With my courage,

Forge my reputation forever.

The enemy chief's head rises,

Blood sprinkled with iron armor.

Drinking alone in a pot of wine,

The yellow sand is flying and the hooves are roaring.

…………

This is a portrayal of the life of the flying general Lu Bu. He was once the humblest slave. In order to survive, he fought against one enemy after another in the fighting arena. In order to survive, he had to fight with beasts with bare hands and crazy shouts.

His combat skills come from the most tragic battles that ordinary people cannot imagine. His martial arts come from the loneliness of the desert, the ruthlessness of the desert, and the rapid and ostentatious winds in the desert.

Lu Bu, who inherited the personality of Dasha, was the general Lu Bu who dominated the world.

Aohuang, who inherited the strong physical strength of the flying general Lu Bu and the fastest and most powerful martial arts from the desert, is the most terrifying war machine on the battlefield.

No one could imagine that in the 21st century, there would be someone who would be stupid enough to ride on a horse, wielding a giant sword to charge at more than a dozen professional soldiers carrying automatic rifles and firing continuously.

No one can get the same, he and its speed... are really fast!

"Please do your best, I will take you with you!"

Amid the roar of the apologetically, the hungry wolf and the kangaroo horse suddenly neighed. This man and a horse have never met each other, and they have never cooperated. However, facing the enemy in front of them, their same ostentatiousness, same anger, and same murderous aura have actually made them find the most strange and touching subtle tremor that fights side by side with each other in just a few breaths.

The man and his horse were like a meteor flashing with white light. In a lightning-thrilling manner, they rushed to more than a dozen Japanese Self-Defense Forces who had just finished shooting all the bullets in the magazine.

Whether it is the flying general Lu Bu, the overlord Xiang Yu or the war god Ao Huang, they are definitely not delicate people. The biggest feature of their martial arts is the opening and closing. The most terrifying thing about them is the fast, heavy and ruthlessness!

Attack like thunder, one blow will hit you, and one blow will kill you! When a peerless general like them meets a truly good horse, when they wave the sharpest and heaviest terrible weapon, they can block the Buddha and kill the demons!

The gorgeous blood flew around with the cut limbs and automatic rifle parts. There was no beauty, no elegance of the ox, the auhuang, the hungry wolf, the kangaroo horse, wherever the man and the horse passed, there was no flesh and blood flying across the sky, and they screamed in pain. The huge heavy sword, with a terrible speed several times the speed of sound, slashed hard at the poor insects that were already as scared as a wooden chicken with a terrible shadow that exceeded the limit of human visual capture.

40% of these dozen Japanese Self-Defense Force soldiers were cut in half by heavy swords, 50% were shattered by a giant sword weighing 50 kilograms, and the last one... They were hungry wolves and kangaroo horses who had just lost their lovers, raised their hooves that were not worth their lives, and kicked the other party seven or eight meters away in the air.

This raid that seemed absolutely unfair took only twenty seconds to end with all the people being wiped out by the crowd.

The man and horse, who were covered in blood, turned around at the same time, sniffing the slightly sweet and fishy place that belonged to the battlefield. This man and horse actually had a perverted smile from their eyes that made people feel cold and scared.

Yes, they are smiling.
To be continued...