Seven hundred and three are possible to go further
Time, as if it had stopped at this moment.
Of course, it's not that time really stops, it's that the speed of the halberd is so fast that it can tear through the space and ignore the distance.
At this moment, the Nuo Dafang Heavenly Painting Halberd made of Xuantie seemed to have lost the slightest weight, and it floated up with the wind, stabbing forward at the speed of light.
If a person with a keen perception can feel a strange power at this time, this power is sharp, powerful, and sharp, and seems to be indestructible and indestructible.
Lu Bu's entire person's momentum was like a cold blade, and in his momentum, there was a much stronger fierceness than before.
"Die!"
His tongue burst into thunder, and suddenly burst out with an angry shout like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
It was also at this moment that the decadent man suddenly discovered that under the shroud of the other party's momentum, he was already unavoidable.
"Snort..."
Fang Tian's painting halberd slashed diagonally through the air, and the pale golden fighting qi left a faint golden trace in the void space.
The overwhelming golden brilliance, with a sharp and piercing sonic boom, pierced the space like lightning and shot straight into the distance.
The Fang Tian Painting Halberd, which flickered like the brilliance of the scorching sun, suddenly stabbed out, and the churning halberd light spread out in an instant, and that speed was simply the real speed of light!
The decadent man's face stiffened suddenly, and the look of disbelief in his eyes suddenly froze.
"Impossible... How could I lose?! Will the power of God be defeated by you? ”
He uttered this sentence almost in a trembling voice, and it seemed to drain all his strength, and it made his body crumble.
Of course, the decadent man whose body was pierced by Lu Bu's Heavenly Painting Halberd, no matter how you look at it, is certain to die.
This time, there was no bitter hatred and grief in his eyes, but only confusion and disbelief.
It seems that he never imagined that one day, he would die like this.
The strange thing is that this time on the ground, there is indeed no more blood, as if there is no trace of blood on the body of the decadent man, so it cannot be shed.
Soon, an even more bizarre scene was released.
The decadent man's whole being is as fragmented as ceramics.
A black aura slowly drifted down from his body, converging into a viscous mist.
Lu Bu's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the strange black mist, but he was stunned to find that the black mist was condensed by countless chaotic soul powers, as long as the spiritual power penetrated, it felt like there were countless powerful ghosts howling, and they were all souls swallowed by the black mist.
This thing... There are quirks!
The decadent man took a deep breath of slightly warm air, took a step forward, stretched out his palm violently towards the ruins, and a suction force surged out, and then the dark gold Fang Tian Painting Halberd shot back, and was finally probed by Lu Bu's palm and firmly held it in his hand.
The essence in his eyes burst out, the real battle was approaching, Lu Bu felt that his blood was boiling at this moment, this long-lost feeling had only appeared when he was competing with Dong Zhuo!
The five fingers are crossed and interlocked, and the palm of the hand is hidden between the fingers, and in the place where no one can see, the palm of the hand is slightly bulging, as if there is something in it.
"Break them all for me!"
His eyes widened, and he let out a loud cry. There was a brief momentary roar like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
As Lu Bu's loud voice sounded, suddenly, the heaven and earth energy in the field suddenly became extremely violent.
At the same time, the momentum on Lu Bu's body gradually became larger and more abundant.
It's as if a volcano that has been suppressed for a long time is gradually erupting at this moment.
This black mist kept rotating around Lu Bu, and with each rotation, the surrounding air seemed to condense by a point, increasing the pressure inside by a point.
In the face of the power that was constantly squeezing from all around, Lu Bu's figure remained motionless, his ten fingers changed like flying, and wisps of golden qi erupted alternately from his palms and palms.
What followed was a thunderous roar that pierced the sky.
In this long howl, it seemed that even the whole world had changed color, and everyone's ears were buzzing.
Lu Bu smiled proudly, his two hands stretched out flatly, and gradually clenched into fists, and a pair of fists unexpectedly flashed with a hint of golden color.
And Fang Tian's halberd was just as red as charcoal, and with a slight mistake, even the air seemed to become scorching.
Unlike Fang Cai, this time his figure was no longer like the flickering flame, but suddenly turned into a red ocean.
He left an afterimage in the space in a very short period of time with great speed, and the red armor turned into a dazzling light in an instant.
His whole person seems to have turned into the magma that rolled down from the height after the volcanic eruption, constantly washing everything in this world.
The temperature of the surrounding air seemed to have risen to an unbearable level in an instant.
The explosion of that strong momentum seemed to spark brilliant sparks in an instant, spreading their power in all directions.
The dust finally gradually became lighter, and a moment later, a breeze suddenly blew through the field, and immediately swept away the dust, and when the dust was gone, on the street that had almost become ruins, a tall figure standing upright, exuding a sharp aura like a gun, slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
“...”
Lu Bu lowered his head, and he still heard your news vaguely in his ears.
It felt like Huang Liang's dream, and it was gone in an instant, leaving only Lu Bu's memory, which seemed to be a strange feeling that could never be erased.
This fact, like a stimulant, made his spirits extremely high.
"Just let me try it, go further!"
The bright golden light became more and more abundant, and in the end, almost Lu Bu's entire body was enveloped, and only the thunderous laughter came out.
Lu Bu danced lightly, like the flames flowing endlessly on the top of the fireworks, which was unpredictable.
And where he passed, a pair of clear footprints were suddenly left on the ground, and under and around the footprints, they were all charred black.
Sparks dot the prairie and the flames blaze the prairies.
Within the confines of his activities, it seemed to have turned into a scorched black land ravaged by flames.
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