"Zhuge Dan, you didn't get enough slaps, did you come to find death!"

The pottery merchant sneered sarcastically, swept the battle knife, and with a half-step martial saint's critical blow, at the same time repelled the joint attack of Lin Chong and Hua Rong, and the backhand hit Zhuge Dan who attacked from behind. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhuge Dan's force value is only more than 70 points, the level of the world's second-rate, the potter's backhand, even if it is only the original attack power of 98, once the confrontation, it is enough to kill Zhuge Dan in one move.

Even if there is no second kill, at least one blow will shock Zhuge Dan off the horse and shock him half to death.

Zhuge Dan, who came to kill angrily, suddenly saw the pottery merchant's war knife swept wildly, and the mighty blade qi, like an invisible giant wall, overwhelmingly pressed the sky, and before the blade arrived, the blade qi pressed him out of breath.

In an instant, Zhuge Dan's face swelled with fear, obviously he didn't expect that the potter could still sweep towards him with such a strong blow under the attack of the two, and this knife hit head-on, and he had to take his life.

Frightened, Zhuge Dan suddenly regretted a little, he was eager for revenge, his mind was blinded by anger, and he actually went to seek his own death.

Unavoidable, Zhuge Dan could only grit his teeth and raise his knife to block it.

Seeing that the potter's discoloration blow was about to hit Zhuge Dan, Lin Chong and Hua Rong, the two generals who had just been shaken back, were afraid that Zhuge would lose, so they roared in unison, and the two big guns used all their strength to attack urgently.

If the potter is desperate to kill Zhuge Dan, his strength may not be enough after returning the knife, and he can only hope to trigger a critical attack to resist the full force of the two of them, otherwise if he does not trigger a critical attack, he may be injured by Lin Chong and the others.

Weighing the pros and cons, the potter made a decision in an instant, and the blade still swung out, but the strength in his hand was suddenly withdrawn, leaving only less than two percent of the strength.

Bang!

Knives and knives, collide in an instant.

The potter is like an elephant hit by ants, his body is as steady as Mount Tai, and his breath is not even a little smooth, and there is no shaking at all.

But Zhuge Dan was the opposite, the moment the blade hit, his body shook violently, and he was almost directly shocked from the horse's back.

The surging force like the tide of the sea poured into his body along the weapon, and it was like countless whips stained with water, slamming his internal organs fiercely, hitting him until his qi and blood suddenly surged to his throat and eyes, and he was almost about to vomit blood.

With less than 20,000 strength, Zhuge Dan had been shocked and injured.

Just when Zhuge was in pain and frightened, the potter glanced at him with disdain, and with a strong knife, a war knife, and a backhand towards Lin Chong and Hua Rong's war spears.

Bang Bang!

The sound of metal roaring sounded sharply, and the crazy force shook the pottery merchant's body, and his breath also stagnated, and the qi and blood in his chest also churned.

And Lin Chong and Hua Rong, the two generals, were as calm as a mountain, and their breath and body did not fluctuate at all.

In this blow, the two of them had the upper hand.

"As I expected, although Zhuge Dan's weak chicken is weak, it can still be used at the top after all......" The potter's sword eyebrows condensed slightly, and a trace of jealousy finally swept up in the eagle's eyes.

In that move, although the potter only used less than two percent of his strength against Zhuge Dan, it was precisely because of the lack of two percent of his strength that he could no longer calmly deal with Lin Chong and Hua Rong's joint frontal attack, showing a difficult trend.

Lin Chong saw that the potter had fallen into a disadvantage, and his spirit suddenly lifted up, and he shouted: "This traitor is about to be unable to hold on, this is a good opportunity given to us by God, we will each take out all our skills, join forces to strangle this thief, and turn the tide in one fell swoop!" ”

With a roar, Lin Chong ignored the loss of physical strength, and the big gun in his hand rushed out, stabbing towards the potter with the huge force that was rolling like a tide.

Hua Rong also breathed a sigh of relief, and the war spear spiraled out, rolling up a vortex blade wind airflow, squeezing the air and blasting towards the potter.

Even if it was Zhuge Dan, who was lowly in martial arts, at this time, he also took out the strength to eat milk, his arms and muscles exploded, and he tried his best to swing his knife and slash at the potter.

Two large spears and a bloody knife attacked the potter from three sides.

"Jumping clowns, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed, what kind of ability do you have, just use it, haha-"

Instead of being afraid, the potter laughed wildly, and the laughter of heroic and confident laughter echoed between heaven and earth, shaking the spirit of the three enemies.

In the midst of wild laughter, the potter shook his spirits, was furious, and the sword in his hand set off a bloody storm and swept out.

The emperor of Great Wei, single-handedly, rivals the three generals!

For a time, the dust covered the sky, the shadow of the knife was layered, and the shadow of the gun was like a rainbow in the sky, splashing in all directions, only seeing light and shadow but not human figure.

The potter and the three generals of Taishan fought again.

In this encounter, the situation was quite unfavorable for the potters.

If he can trigger the critical attack of the junior martial saint, everything will naturally be fine, don't say that the three of them join forces, even if it is three half-step martial saints with full hundred martial arts value, what is there to fear.

But this critical hit talent, dozens of moves in a row have not exploded a single attack power of the Martial Saint, and at most it is only a hundred critical hits.

The occasional full hundred critical hits could only slightly repel the three generals, and it was impossible to reverse the suppressed situation, which caused the potters to be at a suppressed disadvantage in most of their battles.

Lin Chong saw that the pottery merchant's martial arts were erratic, and it didn't seem to be the strength of a half-step martial saint, but he could only occasionally burst out with one or two heavy blows, and his actual martial arts were not much different from his own.

He thought he had seen through the potter's flaws, and shouted excitedly: "This traitor must have a wound on his body, and he can't exert all his strength, I don't think he can last long, everyone will work harder, and he will die." ”

Lin Chong's move was even more fierce, and he had almost used his physical strength to the limit, attacking wildly.

Hua Rong and Zhuge Dan, under his encouragement, also showed the determination to play with their lives, and swords and guns were desperately wielded.

For a time, the pressure on the potters increased.

After five moves, he was a struggling potter, but suddenly felt a change in his body.

In those eyes, the speed of the enemy's moves seemed to slow down in an instant, and all the flaws were clear at a glance.

Those arms seemed to have undergone a qualitative change in an instant, making him feel filled with endless, mountain-shaking madness.

In the potter's eagle eyes, a trace of ecstasy suddenly flashed, because this feeling was familiar to him, this was the feeling that would only be felt when the martial arts broke through 100 and reached the junior martial saint.

This damn critical hit talent finally broke out with a move that exceeded 100, the attack power of the junior martial saint!

"Jumping clowns, let you see the power of the legendary martial saint!"

The potter laughed wildly, his eagle eyes condensed sharply, and his murderous aura burned wildly, and his arm, which was already thick at the mouth of the bowl, suddenly burst into green tendons.

The power of the primary martial saint exploded.

It's just one move, but it's enough.

A thunderous dragon roar sounded, and the blood-stained long knife in the potter's hand instantly danced like thunder, and the speed was beyond what was visible to the naked eye, so fast that even a supreme martial artist like Lin Chong couldn't see it clearly.

The sword shadow dancing wildly in the sky, like a falling star, accumulates the madness of destroying the world and the earth, and blasts towards the weakest Zhuge Festival.

"Martial Saint, this is the power of Martial Saint, his martial path has actually broken through the half-step Martial Saint!"

In an instant, Lin Chong and Hua Rong were terrified to the extreme, and they thought in a trance that their eyes had an illusion and they had seen a ghost.

In the next second, they suddenly sobered up and realized that the potter's move was going towards Zhuge Festival, and they had to tear Zhuge Festival apart on the spot.

Save Zhuge Day!

In the minds of the two of them, this thought invariably burst into their minds, and before they could think about it, the two big guns hurriedly swung out with all their might, intercepting the blade of the potter, trying to save Zhuge Dan.

How can it be!

In front of the power of the Martial Saint, the strength of the two of them is simply like ants, vulnerable to attack!

"None of you can save him!" The potter roared with disdain, and the war knife in his hand did not lag for half a minute, and still slashed out.

Bang bang!

There were two muffled sounds of vigorous impact, and the spear blades of Lin Chong's two people didn't even touch the potter's war knife, and they were directly bounced away by the powerful and incomparable blade wind.

The unstoppable war knife, carrying the destructive power of thunder, like an invisible mountain, rolled towards Zhuge Dan.

"Martial Saint, he's—"

Zhuge Dan's eyes burst open, and his face was so frightened that it was distorted and deformed, completely frightened by the potter's incomparable momentum, and he was so frightened that his spirit was stagnant, and he didn't even have the courage to raise his knife to meet him.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang when the sky cracked.

A splatter of blood splattered, and a mass of flesh flew into the air, over the heads of the surrounding sergeants, and fell a few paces away.

The blade qi dissipated, and the dust settled.

The two sergeants around looked closely, but saw that the falling thing was a human head.

Everyone was shocked, and they couldn't help but look at the war group with trepidation.

I saw the emperor of the Great Wei pottery, standing majestically, the war knife dragged diagonally behind, and the blade was still dripping with wisps of blood.

And behind him, Zhuge Dan's body and head were gone, and a large stream of blood from the broken neck was surging outward, and the headless body shook a few times on the horse, and suddenly planted the horse.

Zhuge Day, beheaded!

Just before this move, Zhuge Dan was still dreaming of revenge in the Spring and Autumn Period, thinking that by joining forces with Lin Chong and Hua Rong, he was suppressing the potter step by step, until he was full of flaws, and finally strangled him.

But just after one move, the Emperor of Great Wei, who was suppressed by them, suddenly burst out with the power of the Martial Saint, tore through the joint attack of Lin Chong and the two, and cut off Zhuge Dan's dog head with divine force.

This miraculous upheaval, this martial arts of gods and ghosts, is almost like a god.

Lin Chong and Hua Rong, the two generals, watched Zhuge Dan being killed, and the two of them were already stunned, their eyes were filled with horror, and they actually froze on their horses, trembling.

The potter who had slashed the enemy turned his horse and turned around slowly, pointing his bloody blade at them, and said coldly: "Now, it's your turn." ”

The domineering and cold words seemed to treat the two of them as ants, and it would be useless to kill them.

Lin Chong and Hua Rong had broken their hearts and galls, glanced at each other, turned around and fled.

(Second watch, brothers, where is the support)