Meanwhile!

In Wang Chulan's hand, the Fang Tian painting halberd began to bloom, a faint golden glow.

"This ...... How is this possible?" Lu Feng's forehead suddenly appeared in a cold sweat.

As a descendant of the Lu family, Lu Feng naturally knew very well what this meant.

"This ...... How is that possible?" Halfway up the mountainside, the middle-aged Orion, his tone trembled:

"This son is definitely not a descendant of Lu Bu, why can he be in charge, this Fang Tian Painting Halberd?"

Not long ago, the strong man of the hat also emphasized that except for Lu Bu, no one can do it anymore, so that Fang Tian can draw a halberd to recognize the master.

But Wang Chulan, this eighteen-year-old little security guard, can urge Fang Tian to draw a halberd?

No way!

This...... Is this real, or is it fake?

Now!

The strong man who was originally sitting cross-legged and silent suddenly opened his eyes.

"This is not a recognition of the master, but this son's control of the Fang Tian Painting Halberd has comprehensively surpassed Lu Feng. ”

The strong man in the hat immediately frowned: "Could it be that this son, he is the descendant of the Lu family, the most descendant?"

This...... How is that possible?

A visitor from the East China Sea, surnamed Wang, but more capable than Lu Feng, Fang Tian painted a halberd?

The hat is strong, and it is incomprehensible.

……

At this moment, up and down the mountain, tens of thousands of people were terrified.

"Slash!"

Boom!

In front of everyone's eyes, Wang Chulan took a step forward, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand instantly rolled up a monstrous golden mang.

"Not good!"

Just in an instant, Lu Feng suddenly felt a danger of death.

A similar feeling has never appeared in Lu Feng's life.

But now!

Lu Feng understood that he would definitely not be able to withstand Wang Chulan's move.

If you want to resist hard, the result is only - death!

Escape!

Wow!

In an instant, Lu Feng rode the red rabbit horse without any hesitation, turned around and fled.

"General, you actually ran away?"

"How so?"

"General!"

"I'm Baiyun Tower, I'm going to finish!"

In an instant, the disciples of Baiyunlou were all shocked.

And those who followed Lu Feng over and were ready to fish in troubled waters all trembled, and cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.

No way!

Nine thousand sects surrounded and suppressed Lingxiao Pavilion, but Wang Chulan was forced into a desperate situation alone?

"This ......" scene, the head of the watcher, stunned, gasped.

Who can believe this scene if they don't see it with their own eyes?

……

In the midst of everyone's stunned, Lu Feng, the god of war of Baiyunlou, fled frantically with the fastest speed in his life.

Drive!

Drive!

The red rabbit horse that Lu Feng sat on also felt the crisis of life and death, and ran directly out of the afterimage with the fastest speed in his life.

However!

Boom!

In an instant, in Wang Chulan's hand, the Fang Tian painting halberd suddenly came out of his hand.

Thundered!

In front of everyone's eyes, Fang Tian drew a halberd, volleyed into the air, and instantly turned into eight streamers.