Chapter 58: Drawing out Lu Bu

Looking at the three brothers Liu Bei who fell on the desk and screamed loudly, Liu Muhan felt a burst of amusement, the alcohol content of the wine that was not too high in ancient times was not much higher, but this "stuffy donkey" was 68 degrees, even if they could drink it, they probably couldn't stand it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liu Muhan once drank it once, and when he drank it in his mouth, he felt as if his throat and eyes were on fire, but to Liu Muhan's surprise, after the three brothers drank this wine, they even boasted enough, and the three of them drank it directly.

Liu Bei politely touched a few cups with Liu Muhan at the beginning, but he was slowly drunk by Zhang Fei, and in the end, Liu Bei actually followed Zhang Fei's example and unscrewed a bottle of "stuffy donkey" and dried it directly, which made him admire it in his heart, the world said that Zhang Fei drank a lot, I think this Liu Bei is not much inferior to Zhang Fei.

"Zhang Yan, pass on my military order, let five thousand soldiers help me shoot this kind of cloth on the arrow into the city, I don't believe that he Lu Bu can stay in it safely!"

When they were drinking just now, a few of them mentioned Lu Bu, and Zhang Fei scolded him, scolding him for being a slave with the third surname, this sentence reminded Liu Muhan, and then he thought of this method, wanting to provoke Lu Bu.

"Wen Hou, Wen Hou, it's not good, the Guanwai coalition army suddenly shot countless arrows at us, and each arrow was tied with this kind of cloth!"

Song Xian took the arrow that Liu Muhan had people shoot and handed it to Lu Bu.

"Huh?"

After Lu Bu took it, he removed the cloth strip and looked at it.

"I heard that Lu Fengxian, who is known as the first in the world, is a generation of three family slaves, I don't dare to believe it easily, now, the princes' army is besieging the tiger prison, but Wen Hou is like a tortoise shell, shrinking into the tiger prison shell, it really makes me feel sad and lamentable, I am Liu Muhan, the commander of the Black Mountain Army, at this time I am waiting for Wen Hou in front of the pass, hoping to fight with you, if Wen Hou does not come, then I should give up the name of the first in the world, so as not to be made fun of by the people of the world!"

"Wen Hou, at this time, arrows like this have been spread all over the pass, I think there are many sergeants who have seen this kind of war book, if Wen Hou really doesn't go, I'm afraid of losing the heart of the army!" Song Xian said anxiously.

"Damn, who is this Liu Muhan? How dare you insult me like this? Lu Bu was extremely angry, shook the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand, and slammed it on the ground, swinging a layer of loess.

"This Liu Muhan seems to be the one who killed Hua Xiong, I heard that his martial arts are no longer under you Wen Hou." Song Xian cautiously glanced up at Lu Bu, for fear that he would spill his anger on himself.

"I thought I had killed a mere Huaxiong, so I dared to be so presumptuous?! Someone is coming to lead my red rabbit horse, and I want to go out of the city to take someone's head! Lu Bu bared a mouthful of white teeth and walked out of the tent hideously.

"Wen Hou, but, the prime minister has an order, no one is allowed to leave the customs without an order before he gives the order, you ......"

"I'll take a person's head, and I'll be back in a moment, so I won't miss my father's big thing!" Lu Bu rode on the red rabbit horse and ran towards Guan Zai.

Outside the gate, Liu Muhan rode Zhao Yun's divine horse, illuminated the jade lion at night, and stood in front of the Tiger Prison Pass to wait.

"What is this crazy about Liu Muhan of the Black Mountain Army? What do you do when you stand in front of the pass? Yuan Shao looked at Liu Muhan's back and asked with some confusion.

"Hmph, I heard that he gave Lu Fengxian a war letter just now, I'm afraid he is waiting for death now." Gongsun Chan said sarcastically.

Several other princes are also not optimistic about Liu Muhan, after all, Lu Bu's prestige is there, the first in the world, how can it be empty words.

Only Cao Cao looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Brother Zihan, I'm afraid you will become famous today, and I will wait for your second pot head." Hey, hey, hey! ”

"Drive!"

Suddenly, in the Tiger Prison Pass, a fiery red high-headed horse rushed out, as if it was shining with blood, and the person on the horse was even more majestic, wearing a three-pronged purple and gold crown, hanging a Xichuan red brocade and hundred flower robes, wearing a beast-faced head swallowing chain armor, and wearing a delicate lion belt around his waist.

People can't help but admire: "It's not a loss to be a red rabbit among horses, and Lu Bu among people!" ”

"Phew!!"

Lu Bule stopped, looking at the white horse in front of him, who was not inferior to the red rabbit under his seat, his voice was furious, and the ears of everyone outside the audience hurt.

"You are the commander of the Black Mountain Army, Liu Muhan?!"

"Hey, you're the slave with the third surname?"

Liu Muhan still rode the jade lion of the night unhurriedly, and looked at Lu Bu in the distance while clasping his nostrils.

"Wow! I'm angry with me, the thief takes his life!! Lu Bu waved his hand angrily, and the Chinese Heavenly Painting Halberd Chao Liu Muhan galloped over.

A fine light flashed in Liu Muhan's eyes, with his current martial arts, even if he couldn't beat Lu Bu, he could retreat with his whole body, not to mention that he still had the system in hand, he was not afraid, and only a sense of excitement rose in his heart.

His legs clamped the horse's belly hard, and he also rushed towards Lu Bu.

"Thunderbolt, out!!"

Liu Muhan roared, and the Hongjun Thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, and then the figures of the two collided together in an instant.

"This is really the battle of the century," Zhao Yun muttered as he looked at the two people in the field.

"Hey! Ha! Liu Muhan tried his best as soon as he got started, and the internal strength of "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix" was directly thrown by him to the seventeenth ring, which surprised the tiger Lu Bu.

"Boy! Your martial arts are really good, and you have entered the first-class generals, but, hehe, deal with me? It's not enough!! ”

After Lu Bu resisted Liu Muhan's few moves, a cold smile appeared on his face, "If you hadn't scolded me, maybe you would have a chance to surpass me, but now...... Die for me!! ”

I saw Lu Bu, grabbing the halberd with one hand, tightening his waist, rounding his body, and slashing at Liu Muhan.

Liu Muhan raised his gun to resist, but he was shocked by a huge force, and even took a few steps back with the jade lion under him.

"Huh? How powerful are you? I'm a little reluctant to kill you now. Lu Bu was surprised.

"Whew! Three surnames are slaves! Come on!! Liu Muhan secretly shook his hand and continued to scold.

"You still dare to scold me?!"

Lu Bu's face changed, his face was slightly red, as if he was angry again, he changed his body and strangled the red rabbit hard, as if he had dragged the red rabbit up in the sky, and a man and a horse flew up at a gallop.

A halberd changed to Liu Muhan and slashed, this time Lu Bu did not leave a trace of strength, so that Liu Muhan's face turned pale, looked at the halberd close at hand, turned around and withdrew the horse to resist, but fortunately, the seat was also a first-class good horse, and at the critical moment turned the horse body and avoided Lu Bu's earth-shattering halberd.

"Little thief, eat me one more trick!!"

In the field, Liu Muhan was suddenly a little overwhelmed by Lu Bu's arrogance, and then he understood how powerful Lu Bu was.

"Is this going to be a grenade?" Liu Muhan looked at Lu Bu who was passing by by with reluctance.

Suddenly, Liu Muhan remembered what Zhao Yun had said to him before, "The most important flaw in my marksmanship is that there are no moves to speak of after the seventeenth style, so as soon as I meet someone who can resist the last style, I can only lose the battle, as the Art of War says: one is vigorous, then it declines, and three are exhausted." ”

"In that case, I will make it go on and on!!" A hint of inspiration crept into his heart, Liu Muhan slowly closed his eyes, sat on the back of the horse and began to have an epiphany, as if the things around him had nothing to do with him anymore.