Three directions, three steel guns, Ke Bineng, Huzhu and the grassland iron cavalry led by Yugui Ni were embedded in the army of Lu Bu and Liu Bao like three iron wedges. For a moment, the banks of the Sila Mulun River were leaping and people were rushing back and forth.

Perhaps it was Ke Bineng's attitude that stimulated Lu Bu's ferocity, or perhaps seeing Huzhu's bravery made Lu Bu feel happy to see the hunting. The Fang Tian Painted Spear in his hand actually burst out with a strong heat, as if he was about to break free from his palm at any time.

"Children of Xianbei, I am here, so how can you let go of your presumptuousness!"

With an angry shout, the red rabbit horse rushed forward like the red sun, and Fang Tian's painting halberd rushed forward at the same time, startling countless afterimages. A fierce giant eagle spread its wings and swept across the sky and rushed towards Ke Bineng.

The sharp eyes shone through the clouds and overlooked the vast mountains and rivers. The agile figure stood proudly in the mountains and suddenly impacted the scorching sun. The edges and corners of the two feathers stirred up the sunlight, unruly and tenacious!

This is a move created by Lu Bu when he was defeated in Bingzhou and entered the grassland alone. Once the dance moves, the wind and clouds change color and swallow the mountains. Just like Lu Bu himself, he is arrogant and cruel and refuses to give up. He also looks at He Xiongzai, like Qin Shihuang, who waves his sword to beat the clouds.

It has the determination, confidence and courage to challenge everything, and gives people irresistible power. Its name is Eagle Strike in the Sky. Lu Bu believes that even if Zhao Yun and King Li are here, or Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are reborn, they will definitely not be able to take over this attack from them!

"Sweat, dangerous, retreat quickly, and do not take it head-on!"

As soon as Ke Bi Neng felt the danger, he heard an angry shout beside him. His personal guard general Huzhu rushed from the left wing to his eyes like lightning, quickly pulled himself back, and a long sword passed it in front of him and hit Lu Bu's Fangtian Painting Halberd fiercely.

A loud "boom" sounded like thunder. The sound of two warriors interlaced in an instant, shaking his head, and it seemed like dozens or hundreds of hornets were penetrated into his ears at the same time, and it kept ringing.

Immediately afterwards, another crisp sound was heard, and the long sword in Huzhu's hand broke instantly. The fragments on the tip of the knife broke out through the air, penetrated the chest of a warrior three meters away and flew quickly to the grass beside him, and crawled in hard, leaving only a thin slit to inform everyone that there was a knife tip here.

Huzhu was also shocked and stepped back three or five steps before he stood firm in Ke Bineng's eyes. His hands seemed to be shaking like Parkinson's, and he couldn't hold it down. The two wounds in the tiger's mouth were unfathomable and the bones were vaguely visible.

"You are pretty good, you can actually block my move. However, you may have to go to see the King of Hell for this next move!"

Although he was quite praised, Lu Bu's eyes were particularly cold, like a poisonous snake hiding in the grass and ready to give people a fatal blow at any time. Looking at the pearls was like looking at a dead person.

Huozhu shook his arms and retreated the numbness of his hands. Regardless of whether the blood in the tiger's mouth would dry him, he gritted his teeth and tightened the long sword in his hand and wanted to meet him again. However, when Lu Bu smiled sinisterly, the Fang Tian Huaji turned into lightning and faced him directly. An unparalleled aura suddenly fell from the sky, like the Helan Mountain in his hometown, which almost made him breathless.

"Brother Huozhu, don't panic, I Khan (General) is here to save you!"

Two sounds fell into Huzhu's ears. Ke Bineng and Wuchen Di both killed on both sides of Huzhu, two scimitars, a long knife with gold-plated tang and Huzhu. Uh, it should be called a long iron stick to Lu Bu's Fangtian Painting Gaulle at the same time, so that Lu Bu's attack was barely blocked.

The red rabbit among the horses and the Lu Bu among the people is indeed a god-spanking-extraordinary!

Ke Bi Neng felt a little disgusted. It seemed that he had thought that this slave of the three surnames was too simple. With one force, he had such courage and ruthlessness. Even if he could successfully attack the attack, he would be helpless against Lu Bu in the end.

"Wen Hou!"

"Wen Hou!"

A huge shout suddenly broke out in the crowd, and the sound was deafening and sounded like it could thaw the Silamulun River.

Ke Bineng and the other two were shocked at the same time, but Lu Bu smiled faintly. He knew that these people were all veterans of Bingzhou who had walked through the rain of swords, guns and swords with him in the past.

Only they can remember the Little Wen Hou back then, and only they can always remember that he is not the King of Shunyi. He is still just the Flying General Jiuyuan who came out of the valley of Shanxi. King Shunyi represents Lu Bu's future and his power on the grassland, but Little Wen Hou represents his former glory and his former courage!

"Come again!"

A long roar burst out from Lu Bu's chest, his hair was spreading all over. Lu Bu was like a god who fell on the mortal world. The Fangtian Painted Hydrograph in his hand shook slightly, and the situation on the field became tense again.

Lu Bu's halberd technique has changed from the giant eagle spreading its wings and eagle strikes the sky to the east of the river.

His halberd technique was extremely simple, breaking, breaking, picking, stabbing, and smashing. He only had a dozen simple moves, but it was like the rolling Yangtze River water and rushing thousands of miles. Each strike was so fierce and powerful. Each strike made Ke Bi Neng and the other two thunder tremble.

Ke Bi Neng strongly responded to Lu Bu's attack with his spirit. His scimitar changed constantly, just like the cold light that was as bright as the moon rose and the sea tide was surging. Huzhu held the long knife tightly and handed it forward one by one. His moves changed very quickly. One move was not old, and the subsequent moves were continuously used; while the gilded boring in Wuchen Di took a rapid path, opening and closing, fierce and fierce.

Four heroes and four war horses seemed to be on the banks of the Silamulun River, and the sky was dark and the sun was dark. The warriors on both sides gradually put down their weapons and surrounded them intoxicatedly. There seemed to be no enemies in their eyes, only these respectable heroes in front of them.

"Don't let me die!"

The four of them fought for about thirty rounds. Suddenly, Lu Bu shouted loudly, Fang Tian's painting halberd shook again, and the tip of the halberd turned into three afterimages and pounced on Ke Bineng and the other three, and then three strands condensed into a lightning, stabbing directly in Wuchen Di's chest.

Blood splattered and a moaned scream. Hearing a scream, Wuchendi had already rolled down from the fierce battle, not knowing his life or death.

"I will take my life and death to you!"

Lu Bu roared his arms with all his might, and all the power was poured into the Fangtian Painted Spear in his hand.

Then, Lu Bu raised his hand and Wuchen Di had already escaped from the tip of his halberd, flew into the air like a dead bird, and then slid forward for seven or eight steps and hit a grassland cavalry violently. Before the cavalry could scream, they turned into a ball of meat mud, and like Wuchen Di, they all became lonely ghosts on the grassland.

"kill!"

Seeing Wen Hou's victory, several drums and horns soared into the sky, and a rocket flew into the air from the hands of the palm commanders, illuminating the pace of Lu Bu's army's advancement like the sun.

"kill!"

"Catch Ke Bineng alive!"

"Punish the Xianbei people from the grassland!"

With angrily shouts and roars, it seemed like the thunder of the nine heavens fell into the ears and hearts of the grassland cavalry, and more than 20,000 iron cavalry rushed to their eyes like a storm.

The audience who seemed to be watching with them on the wall instantly became ghosts from hell, countless steel knives, long swords and sharp spears flashed in front of their eyes.
Chapter completed!