"I will win! I will win! I will win!" The head was like the 12,000 Yellow Turban soldiers with big yellow flowers pierced out of sauna and shouting to cheer for the powerful general Guan Hai in their hearts.

"Slay the general! Slay the general! Slay the general!" The three thousand wolf cavalry and the one thousand two hundred soldiers who were trapped in the formation made a roar roar at the same time, and their momentum actually suppressed the roar of the Yellow Turban, which was twice as many as theirs.

In their hearts, Lu Bu was a god-like existence. They believed more than anyone else that Lu Bu would not only win, but would also win.

The atmosphere seemed to be filled with passion and prosperity in an instant, with neat roars, panting one after another, and clanging sounds of weapons hitting. Here is a battlefield where countless people are obsessed with it, and even if they ride on horseback and wear corpses without regrets.

What is the most terrifying thing about a person living in a lifetime?

If Lu Bu is asked to give an answer: that is a plain life, a plain life, an adventurous era of isolation, this is definitely not the life Lu Bu wants.

Baptism in honor and halberd sword, move forward in storms and conspiracies, wherever the halberd is, you will never regret life and death!

Lu Bu and Guan Hai, the horse under their crotch, moved forward in a tacit understanding. As the lightning flashed and the stones met, the two of them had their swords respectively.

Ding! After the harsh friction sound, a stirring spark flashed away. Two horses crossed over with a nimble speed of a wind spirit.

Then, almost at the same time, after driving for eight meters, the two horses were shaken by Lu Bu and Guan Hai at the same time. Both horses turned their heads very obediently.

Guan Hai shook the reins and his right hand trembled slightly, and the tiger's mouth where he shook hands was hot. He suffered a small loss with one blow.

However, the Yellow Turban soldiers did not notice this subtle movement. They only knew that the young man named Lu Bu blocked the move of General Guan Shen.

"This person named Lu Bu is really lucky. He actually blocked General Guan's move. If he hadn't left his luck, what else could he explain clearly?"

"No, in my opinion, General Guan deliberately showed the enemy as weak and paralyzed Lu Bu, afraid that Lu Bu would be defeated and ran away directly!"

"You guys say, could it be that Lu Bu really blocked a move with his strength?" said a weak voice.

"Get out, are you the Yellow Turban side or the thief side? You traitor!"

A low voice gradually sounded from the 12,000 Yellow Turbans. Although they knew that one move did not mean anything, they still couldn't help but start to wonder.

Because in the past, I have seen anyone who can withstand the second sword of the Yellow Turban General Guan Hai?

They were all killed in the first sword! At most, there was a sound, which could make them listen to the sound and hear the pleasant screams of enemy generals.

"I once admitted that I underestimated you! You are qualified to fight with me!" Guan Hai's original ease was destroyed, leaving only deep fear and seriousness.

In the battle of generals on the battlefield, the truly keen general, through the enemy's move angle, timing, power, and momentum, he can guess each other's strength through the enemy's move angle, and the speed of the move.

But did Guan Hai really guess it?

Lu Bu frowned and said: On the battlefield, only life and death are divided into life and death. Are you qualified? Let death be verified!

After saying that, Lu Bu stopped talking, and slapped the black stone hard, and raised the Fangtian Painted Squid in his hand and rushed away.

Guan Hai was stunned. He never thought that Lu Bu was so belittled than him. He was even more furious and shouted and went to kill Lu Bu.

Holding a 60-pound nine-ring knife, Guan Hai shook the copper rings on the handle of the nine knifes, and in a moment, he saw Lu Bu coming and slashed heavily at Lu Bu's waist and abdomen.

Lu Bu looked calm, holding the iron halberd in his hand and blocked it heavily, and the sound of the collision between the sword and the halberd was extremely harsh in the ears of the soldiers of the three armies.

Although Guan Hai took the lead and attacked first, Lu Bu blocked the halberd and swept across, forcing Guan Hai's Nine-ring Sword to deviate from the attack trajectory as Fang Tian's painting halberd moved horizontally.

"I'll do it!" Lu Bu shouted loudly, and instantly changed from guard to attack. Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand danced out psychedelic shadows and stabbed Guan Hai's eyes hard.

Guan Hai's eyes widened, but there was a hint of impatience in his heart. The halberd wind that was rushing towards him made him feel the long-lost breath of death. With all his eyesight, he was shocked to find that he could not fully see through Lu Bu's more than ten halberd shadows.

One attack trajectory was in the left eye, one attack trajectory was in the right eye, and one attack trajectory was on the forehead. He couldn't tell which of these three halberd shadows was virtual and which one was real.

Fortunately, Guan Hai was considered a battle formation for a long time. In the moment of life and death, he did not think of using the Nine-ring Sword to resist it, but instead bent down eagerly and avoided Lu Bu's stabbing.

The sharp halberd wind blew across Guan Hai's back, and half of Guan Hai's body was soaked. The war horses of both sides intersected again.

This time, the Yellow Turban soldiers who had previously said that Lu Bu was but Err closed their mouths and couldn't speak. They also saw them just now:

General Guan Hai, who was invincible, could be said to have used his strength to chop at Lu Bu, but was blocked by Lu Bu indifferently. Not only that, Lu Bu just simply turned a straight stab and brought two gun flowers. General Guan Hai was stunned for a few breaths as if he had lost his soul. Then, when they were eagerly waiting for General Guan Hai to use some ultimate move to fight back, he actually bent down and lay on the back of the horse. He was dodging, but he was just a turtle that suddenly shrank his head.

The turtle shrank, the turtle shrank! Guan Hai's tall and mighty image collapsed. The Yellow Turban soldiers even thought that it would be better to call him Guan Huo Turtle shrank in the future!

"I'll just say that Lu Bu's true strength is not simple, not simple!" It was still the weak voice.

The Yellow Turban Army looked at the people who made this weak sound with a knife-like look.

"I didn't say anything. Ancient language: A true gentleman who watches the battle without saying anything, I am a gentleman, not a villain!" said a weak voice...

Guan Hai turned his horse's head again, but this second turn, only he himself knew how much courage he had put into it. Facing Lu Bu, he felt that Lu Bu could surprise him every move. And the next time, maybe only surprise left, there was no joy!

Guan Hai thought about escaping, but he also wanted to escape with a decent amount. Although he felt that Lu Bu was so strong, he thought that it would be fine to support Lu Bu for 10 or 20 rounds with caution.

Therefore, Guan Hai rushed towards Lu Bu again. His whole body was tense as if he was facing a great enemy, and he was ready to fight against Lu Bu, a wild beast hidden under the appearance of heroic martial arts.

Ding! Dingdang!

In the third round of the fight, under Guan Hai's mad sword, Lu Bu's weapon was instantly slashed by him, and there were more and more flaws on his body.

The panic flashed across Lu Bu's face and did not hide it from Guan Hai. He suddenly realized that it was a spearhead!

The so-called "one halberd" spear tip is the first or second wave of fierce attacks that make people feel depressed, but the third wave of attacks is revealed and their fatigue is revealed.

Guan Hai thought he had learned the truth, but in fact he was subconsciously willing to believe the truth, so Lu Bu just used three-point force to show his weakness and succeeded again.

It is also time for Guan Hai to be unlucky. If he meets the real Lu Bu in history, how could he show his weakness? He will not sweep away the fallen leaves and fight with devastating battles. The enemy will be urinated and flee in a panic.

But in that case, it will be so exciting, but unless the martial arts are different, if you want to kill the enemy, you can only hope that the enemy general will be hot and will not escape.

This is by no means the result that Lu Bu wants. It is better to show the enemy a little bit of weakness and destroy the enemy with one stroke than to show his weakness.

Think about it, even though he is obviously the number one military general in the world, he still has to deliberately pretend to be a second- and third-rate military general. The enemy general is absolutely trying to be killed! It’s not too bubbling!

Sure enough, Guan Hai fell into the pit. He stubbornly believed that Lu Bu's first two moves were extraordinary, so he naturally did not consider it in depth. It was normal to believe that Lu Bu was being beaten by him now.

Guan Hai was full of energy and his whole body was so refreshed. He slashed with one knife more fiercely than the other! The blows Lu Bu was frustrated repeatedly!

He gradually became stalemate with Lu Bu. Of course, on the surface, Guan Hai had the upper hand.

The Yellow Turban soldiers began to talk more again. They swept away their depressedness and stared at the battlefield with a slutty look. Guan Shutuo became Guan Shen again.!

Twenty moves passed quietly, and Guan Hai felt something was wrong the more he fought. He obviously cut more than ten swords and wanted to cut Lu Bu down the horse with one knife. As a result, Lu Bu dodged every time, almost as little as a miracle. Is this a coincidence? There are too many coincidences?

It was not until Lu Bu's mockery that Guan Hai, who was immersed in the thrill of pleasure, calmed down a little.

However, his calmness was a little late.

The scene where Lu Bu was pressed and beaten for nearly a cup of tea was not only observing Guan Hai's moves, but also accumulating momentum for himself?

The world's number one eternal thought has been frozen in Lu Bu's heart forever. He was temporarily suppressed and showed his weakness to the enemy. Although Lu Bu took the initiative, the anger and unyielding emanating from Lu Bu's physical instinct are always roaring at the madness and unwillingness of his suppressed self!!!

Finally, when it reached the critical point, Lu Bu showed that the enemy was weak and could no longer maintain it, because his heart was filled with the raging waves in his instinct!

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill,!!!" Lu Bu suddenly shouted loudly, spreading to the battlefield where everyone existed.

Lu Bu kicked the horse's back and jumped up to the sky, like an eagle rushing straight into the sky, then fell like a meteor where Guan Hai was. The Fang Tian Huaji, which was tightly held in his hands, seemed to have enough force to stab downwards!

Guan Hai's heart was almost dissipated by this loud shout. It was not until Lu Bu's shadows came overwhelmed by the shadows falling from the sky that he gritted his teeth and instantly woke up and used the nine-ring knife in his right hand to block it.

However, it was too hasty!

Under the attention of everyone, Fang Tian's painting halberd pierced down with the thunderous gravity and force. First, it penetrated through Guan Hai's right arm like a bone, and then pierced into Guan Hai's mount's huge horse head with a thunderous sound.

Ang, ah! The sarcastic cry of the mount when it was dying and Guan Hai's screams echoed clearly on the battlefield, causing a sudden coldness that penetrated the bone marrow in the hearts of the people watching the battle.

General Guan, one arm is ruined? Is this what Lu Bu said at the beginning?

"Don't kill me, I am alive and I am more valuable than I am dead!" Guan Hai struggled hard, but his arm was nailed tightly by Fang Tian's painting halberd and could not move. Death was so close that he had to say something and beg for mercy.

Lu Bu did not move immediately, just when the Yellow Turban Army felt that Lu Bu was gloating because Fang Tian’s painting halberd was inserted into the horse’s head and could not be pulled out. Lu Bu smiled happily.

After three laughs, Peng's head was split into pieces. A lightning halberd light passed by, less than a slight distance from Guan Hai's throat.

Guan Hai thought Lu Bu had figured out that he didn't plan to kill him, but Lu Bu said something that made him extremely desperate: You say I am a prodigal son, so your head is alive or dead. Is it a big difference for me? How many more money can it be worth?

The tip of the halberd suddenly stabbed, Guan Hai widened his eyes, and he still couldn't be confident and died with his eyes open. He felt that maybe it was because of his too meanness that led to his death today. He really regretted not being the first!…
Chapter completed!