"It's not just madness, but even breaking attacks?" Lu Bu smiled at the corner of his mouth, this class of troops is really an extreme existence.

"This armor is made of Ugin. Zhang Wenfeng said solemnly.

Ugin is a metal that can be compared to red gold, although it is not as heavy and hard as red gold, it is also extremely valuable, and also has a certain amount of elemental resistance, especially against the wind blade. And the most important point is that its output is much more than that of red gold, which is a rare metal, so it can be made into black gold armor in batches.

Jun Chi was weak for a while, this warrior who gathered strength, defense, armor breaking, and morale in one body was becoming a bloodthirsty madman, who could stop it.

At this time, after completely entering the frenzy, the Xiaoyaomen Dead Soldier roared wildly, and all a hundred people rushed towards Lu Bu.

Lu Bu's eyes were like torches, Fang Tian's halberd swung hard, and a blazing flame emerged. Lu Bu lightly knocked the horse's belly, and suddenly, the red shadow seemed to turn into a gale of wind, and rushed towards them quickly.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer at a rapid pace, fifty meters, thirty meters, ten meters, both sides launched the most fierce charge towards each other, and the next moment, Lu Bu and a dead soldier of the Xiaoyao Gate who rushed to the front confronted, both of them were powerful sects, and they also slammed their weapons together without reservation.

In an instant, a fierce wind spread out, and Lu Bu's heavy Fang Tian painting halberd slammed into the big sword of this Xiaoyao Gate dead man, and suddenly the dead man even flew out upside down with his sword.

In front of Lu Bu's earth-shattering power, the dead man's tiger mouth cracked on the spot, but after he fell to the ground, he shook his head, then stood up again, and continued to rush towards Lu Bu with a roar.

The sound of steel colliding continued to come out, and a burst of domineering momentum swept up. Lu Bu drove the red shadow and rushed directly into the crowd of these Xiaoyaomen dead soldiers, rushing left and right, and directly rushing their dense formation to pieces.

It's just that the dead soldiers of Xiaoyaomen who were knocked away stood up again and again, they didn't feel pain at all, even if some people's hands were shaken with blood, they still brandished their big swords and continued to rush towards Lu Bu.

After the madness, the vitality of the Xiaoyaomen dead soldiers will also be greatly improved, and even if they are mortally wounded, they can still continue to fight. Lu Bu, who is on the battlefield, is deeply aware of this. The heart of a dead soldier was pierced on the spot by his Fang Tian painting halberd, and after being thrown out of the distance, he clearly saw that the dead soldier seemed to be like a nobody, crawling up again, roaring angrily and continuing to rush towards him.

"A bunch of monsters!" Junchi muttered with wide eyes. Looking at these Xiaoyaomen dead soldiers who were knocked to the ground again and again, and stood up again and again to continue fighting, he even felt that these dead soldiers were a group of monsters with immortal bodies.

With a "click", a sharp orange streak swept through the air, and the head of a dead soldier from the Loose Gate flew out directly. However, the dead man, who had no head, still waved the big sword in his hand and slashed towards Lu Bu again.

It's already an instinct, and wherever they have the breath of a man, they will tear it to shreds without mercy.

The blazing flames failed to envelop these warriors, and the invisible evil qi and the continuous burst of true qi extinguished all the flames covering their bodies. Lu Bu frantically waved the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, knocking out one dead soldier after another in front of him.

With a "bang", the chest of a dead soldier was smashed by Fang Tian's halberd, and suddenly, the whole person of the dead soldier flew out upside down, and the front chest of the black gold armor was completely shattered, and the chest collapsed directly, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. However, after being so fatally injured, he was still unaware, and he got up like a nobody again, and continued to rush towards Lu Bu fiercely.

Looking at this tragic battle, everyone was stunned, no matter how many times these Xiaoyaomen dead soldiers were knocked down by Lu Bu, they were still able to climb up alive, they were simply immortal monsters. However, in comparison, Lu Bu fought against a hundred dead soldiers alone, but he was still able to fight with ease, and the dead soldiers of Xiaoyaomen, who were also famous for their strength, were still so vulnerable in front of him, and they flew when they touched it. In comparison, this Lu Bu is probably a monster among monsters.

With the passage of time, the traces of Qi and blood of the dead soldiers of Xiaoyaomen also merged into the evil qi all over their bodies, forming a blood-colored mist. They became more ferocious, Yan Fei's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable, they were burning their lives, from this moment on, they could not turn back, they would continue to fight until the moment when their lives burned out.

Lu Bu gasped lightly, these 100 people were even more difficult than dealing with 10,000 people. Some people's weapons were completely smashed by Lu Bu after many collisions, and in a frenzy, they simply threw away their weapons and swung directly at Lu Bu with their bare hands.

With a "snap", Lu Bu's cheek was hit by a punch from a dead man who flew over, and this fist with purple aura, even if Lu Bu Tiangang's body was protected, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

"Well done!" This was the first time Lu Bu had been injured since he went to the battlefield, and a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, it had been a long time, and he had not fought so happily as he did today.

"Pain is not important, pleasure is the most important!" At this moment, Lu Bu's mood suddenly brightened, and faintly, he had a sense of touch in the thirty-three realms. He could feel the weight, and this was the first time he had this strange feeling after a fierce battle.

With a "click", Chiying was careless, and was slashed in the thigh by the big sword of a dead soldier of the Xiaoyaomen, and the shrouded Tiangang protective body cracked in response, and suddenly Lu Bu felt a sense of instability in his center of gravity, he forcibly stabilized Chiying, frowned, and then jumped off the horse, allowing Chiying to quickly withdraw from the battlefield.

"It's not enough!" Lu Bu's fighting spirit was still rising, and this fighting spirit had already exceeded his limit. In front of him, there were fifty other people, brandishing their great swords and rushing towards him frantically.

Looking at the mutilated corpses on the ground, Zhang Wenfeng couldn't help but gasp, the dead soldiers of Xiaoyaomen are on the battlefield, and they are indeed mortally wounded, and they can still be immortal, but if they are cut off at the waist, or dismantled in eight pieces, even if they are immortal, they will definitely not have the ability to stand up again.

Lu Bu rushed into these fifty people in an arrow step, and he was further touching a deeper realm. At this moment, he also became almost crazy, the gorgeous blood was like a fairy scattering flowers, and the name of the ghost and god was vividly displayed at this moment.

The bodies of one dead soldier after another fell apart, and Lu Bu was laughing wildly, like a bloodthirsty Shura, full of murderous aura, even more berserkers than these berserkers. Everyone was speechless in shock, is this Lu Bu? a man like a ghost.

The battle was soon coming to an end, but Lu Bu's momentum was getting stronger and stronger, his eyes were red, and he was fighting like a madman.

"It's still a little close, it's just a little bit!" Lu Bu muttered to himself, the thirty-three realm, he could clearly feel that as long as he took one step, he could enter the thirty-three realm.

It's just that this step has never been crossed.

Lu Bu roared angrily, splitting a rushing Xiaoyaomen dead soldier directly in the middle of it, and the blood in the sky spilled all over his body. At this moment, the dead soldiers of the Xiaoyaomen, who were almost exhausted, the last remaining twenty people, under Lu Bu's monstrous power, actually ended their frenzied state ahead of schedule.

With a "boom", the dead soldiers of Xiaoyaomen, who had no fighting spirit, were beaten by Lu Bu's halberd and sent seven people flying, and they lost the blessing of madness, and they never stood up again. Just as Lu Bu continued to swing the second halberd, his hand suddenly stopped.

It was a pair of desperate eyes, without the slightest fighting spirit. Lu Bu gasped heavily, the madness of the battle almost lost his eyes. He put away Fang Tian's halberd, he had no fighting spirit, he didn't bother to kill these people who no longer resisted.

The battle was over, however, the men and horses on both sides were still standing on the spot. This battle was really shocking, and the tragedy made the people present not come back to their senses.

"Hey, how are you?" Yan Fei flew into the arena, and a Dao talisman turned into a group healing light, enveloping the remaining twelve dead inside. However, they only slowly raised their godless eyes, and then fell down one by one, never to get up again.

When Lu Bu heard the sound of falling to the ground, he couldn't help but turn around, these Xiaoyaomen dead soldiers who didn't seem to be fatally injured were still dead after the madness effect was over.

"This is madness, and when they go beyond their limits, they automatically burn life. Zhang Wenfeng said to Lu Bu, he didn't say the rest of the words again, and the result was already obvious.

Lu Bu didn't make a sound, but his eyes were full of respect. He bowed his hand to the dead soldiers of the Loose Gate in respect.

Yan Fei sighed, came to Lu Bu, and arched his hand: "Lu Bu among the people, worthy of the name of ghosts and gods, I, Yan Fei, please surrender." ”

Lu Bu helped Yan Fei up, nodded and said, "Very good." ”

Yan Fei looked at Lu Bu, and suddenly said, "If General Lu can trust me, I am willing to go back and rectify the soldiers and horses, and lead the crowd to surrender at noon tomorrow!"

"No, this person must be a delaying tactic, not a crony!" Yuan Xiaorang in the back immediately said.

Many people also echoed it, and soon they turned their eyes to Yuan Jinghan, hoping that he could also comfort Lu Bu, but Yuan Jinghan didn't seem to see these people, but just looked at Lu Bu with interest and watched how he answered.

Lu Bu frowned slightly, he looked at Yan Fei, and Yan Fei did not shy away from Lu Bu's gaze, his eyes were real. After half a ring, Lu Busu said, "Okay, tomorrow at noon, I'll wait for you here!"

"Thank you for your trust, I, Yan Fei, will definitely not disappoint your expectations and say goodbye. Yan Fei said that, and returned to Xuanming Mountain with the troops.

Seeing Yan Fei's departure, Yuan Xiaorang and the others couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, in case Yan Fei didn't come and continued to make trouble in this Xuanming Mountain, it would still be a headache.

Yuan Jinghan walked to Lu Bu's side with an indifferent face and said, "Although I can't get along with that Yan Fei today, I believe that he will do what he says." ”

The corners of Lu Bu's mouth lifted slightly, and he asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Yuan Jinghan stood with his hands in his hands and spit out two words lightly: "Intuition." ”