"What? Lord, can you try the danger yourself, the danger has not been eliminated here, after all, these rebels, but all of them are bold guys. didn't understand Dong Zhuo's meaning, and subconsciously hugged his fists and advised.

"What does the old man want to do, do you need to chew the root of your tongue?" Dong Zhuo didn't appreciate it at all, turned his head and looked at the bridge viciously, it seemed that as long as he dared to say one more word, Dong Zhuo would personally twist his head off.

"Goo-dong..."

Looking at Dong Zhuo's cold eyes, Qiao Zhimeng felt a chill behind him, and subconsciously raised his voice and said, "No, I understand my humble position!" ”

"Hahaha, you transfer a group of people and continue to chase, the old man will play first, and besides, don't let the little emperor go." Dong Zhuo grinned, his bloated body, at a speed that was completely inconsistent, speeding up, like a hungry wolf, and rushed straight into the group of soldiers opposite.

The black gas was pervasive, and the sharp qi swept through the air, and the helpless heads of the soldiers flew upside down with red blood, and the spurted blood was scattered and splashed in the night sky.

A series of more than a dozen collision sounds sounded into a "symphony", which was also mixed with the sound of bones and other broken sounds, and in an instant, more than a dozen figures that entered quickly flew back at a faster speed.

It was as if they had been slammed out by an ancient beast, and before they could fall to the ground, they all lost their breath.

It was as if a dozen pieces of dead flesh and rags had smashed to the ground unconsciously.

The Xiliang soldiers who were surrounded by a forest couldn't help but sweep over, and when they swept over the dozen or so corpses, their expressions were all condensed.

It's just that the deaths of those people are too ugly.

In the face of Dong Zhuo's domineering fist, all the internal organs and meridians of these soldiers were shattered by an arrogant and tough force in an instant, including the vitality in their bodies, which were almost destroyed in an instant.

"Keep chasing! The old man hasn't had enough fun yet?! With a grin, Dong Zhuo turned over and got on the horse, grinning calmly, with a wave of his unhurried left hand sleeve, everyone straightened their heads, and his deep eyes looked at the fleeing figure, all cold, and muttered to himself.

...

"Ahh Whew, whew..."

Luo Ziyang ran wildly, and the long run made his breath begin to be a little disordered.

But he didn't dare to pause.

Because, when he heard the sound of a roar in the void, it was the sound of the wind howling in his ears as he ran with all his might, and no matter how long he ran, the sound was still endless.

It seems that this trembling sound is not reaching his ears, but it is real, and it can be transmitted to Luo Ziyang's heart very clearly.

“....”

It's just that two legs can't outrun four legs...

Looking up mechanically, Luo Ziyang looked at Dong Zhuo who was standing in front of him again with a loveless expression.

The ground under the other party's feet was already blood-stained, and blood beads were still dripping down his body, and the blood under his feet seemed to be flowing down from his body.

However, not a single drop was Dong Zhuo's own, those, impressively, all of them were the blood of the resistance soldiers he killed!

"Hehe, it seems that there is no escape." Luo Ziyang smiled bitterly, with a will to die.

As he spoke, he picked up the spear from the ground and slammed it on the ground, staring at the Xiliang soldiers gathered around with solemn eyes.

Standing up and looking at Dong Zhuo, his eyes flashed with a little fear, and after taking a deep breath, his gaze gradually became firm.

It's just that the breath on that guy's body always feels like an evil spirit......

"Kill!" shouted, and in the shocked eyes of the surrounding soldiers, he picked up the big gun and stabbed Dong Zhuo in the shoulder.

But before he could be happy, at this time, Luo Ziyang suddenly found that a cold light appeared in front of him, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a sharp spear head.

Subconsciously wanted to withdraw the spear in his hand to resist, but unexpectedly found that the spear stabbed at Dong Zhuo's shoulder did not move at all, and when he turned his head, his face was shocked.

It turned out that Dong Zhuo pinched the barrel of the spear with his left hand.

And the sharp tip at the front of the barrel of the gun is gone!

Damn it...

Sure enough, what kind of perverted and powerful strength is Dong Zhuo?

How could he leave such a big flaw for him?

"Go down and accompany your soldiers!"

The strong arm muscles tensed, clenched his fists like guns, and turned into a vicious python that chose people to devour, burst the air when he landed, and stabbed it fiercely!

Luo Ziyang only felt that an endless sense of crisis was in front of him, a strong sense of crisis that he had never encountered since he had achieved success.

He was so frightened that before he could decide what to do, the sound of a bang seemed to ring in his ears.

The boundless oppressive force made his speed slow again and again.

Dong Zhuo walked towards Luo Ziyang step by step, making him feel a great pressure.

As Dong Zhuonuo's big body approached, Luo Ziyang actually felt sweat gushing out of his back.

"Puff"

Blood flying!

"The... Damn it... Cough.. Ahem..."

Luo Ziyang struggled and stood up, his whole body seemed to be emptied, but it was still full of hatred.

"You traitor, you must not. . . It's so damned! ”

The voice went from low to high, and in the end, it almost roared, but with the words of this sentence, Luo Ziyang's whole body no longer had extra strength, and with a snap, he fell to the ground fiercely.

The wounds on his body were large and bloody.

"You... Don't..."

Looking at Dong Zhuo, whose face was like water, Luo Ziyang's eyes gradually lost their brilliance and slowly slipped down.

His bloody hand squeezed Dong Zhuo's arm, with hatred and regret on his face, but after all, he didn't say anything, so he closed his eyes with a look of resentment and unwillingness.

"Damn it? Hahaha, wrong! Damn it, you bastards, it's all you who die, but the old man is alive and well! ”

A silent smile appeared on Dong Zhuo's face, and he quietly followed the taste of blood and looked in a certain direction.

A moment later, a fast horse ran out from the direction of Dong Zhuo's line of sight, and was running towards Dong Zhuo and them, galloping.

"Report! Urgent! ”

As he approached, the man on horseback was shouting at his throat to make way for the soldiers who were standing in the area.

When the sound of horses' hooves approached, Dong Zhuo waved his hand and motioned for everyone to let him go closer, and he found that it seemed to be the scouts sent out by his own army before.

"Let him come."

Dong Zhuo said lightly, obviously very calm, but it gives people a feeling of oppression and non-refusal, but it is strange that it does not make people feel disgusted, but respectful.

It seems that this is normal and justified.