Although it broke out on the spot and brought down Guo Yan in a wave, Dong Zhuo's situation is still not optimistic. m.

Han Sen's qi blade cut through the void, and the three figures scattered.

Dong Zhuo, who had already begun to crumble, struggled to stabilize his body, lowered his head slightly, his ribs were blurred, and the severe pain seemed to be almost burning, and his bloated body was still numb and did not ease.

"Dong Zhuo, is this what Miss once commented on as a big trouble?"

The corners of Shadow's mouth hooked, deliberately stimulating Dong Zhuo's slight tilt of his head and said, "Do you only have such strength?" Inevitably, it's too weak! ”

"Damn the !!!"

Dong Zhuo's forehead was bruised, no matter who it was, he must not like others to insult him and question his strength.

Especially the enemies of life and death!

"Are you looking for death?" Dong Zhuo has never been a very powerful person, even if he is now at the end of his crossbow, he will never tolerate the insults of others!

Panting slightly, the cold wind ran down the trachea from his mouth and slashed through the lobes of his lungs like a knife.

Dong Zhuo's eyes gradually became bloodshot, staring at the shadow fiercely, there was only one thought in his heart now, killing, and it was crazy to torture and kill this person.

"Huh!" Of course, Ying was not afraid of Dong Zhuo now, and he glanced at Li Yu, and immediately implemented the sword qi on the tip of the blade.

Sword Qi is not the strongest move of a strong swordsman, although it has the widest range.

However, the strongest is undoubtedly the blade itself in their hands, and the condensed power is definitely more powerful than the outgoing sword qi slash.

Shadow Flash

Then Dong Zhuo was pierced by the long knife that exuded cold air, through his robe, and the other side peeked through his chest.

Blood gushed down the sharp spikes like a spring, dripping down, ticking, ticking as beautifully as a clock.

"Yikes." Holding the blade with one arm, Dong Zhuo's hands burst out, and with a broken shout, a "tear" sound, and at the same time the flesh and blood splashed, the blade was pulled out of its own body.

The blade was shaped into a half-moon, drawing a fierce cold wind, and there was a faint whistling sound, even if the sky was still bright and white, it could not hide the half-moon-shaped blade flickering with pieces of white light, and it was forced from right to left, straight towards Dong Zhuo's wrist.

Li Yu arrived just in time, raised his broadsword, and relieved the pressure on Ying's retreat, and then, the sun and moon of the three of them were in the battle.

Dong Zhuo's eyes became redder and redder, and the strength in his hands became greater and greater, and he clearly knew that he was born to belong to the battlefield.

The killing intent in the heart does not have to be deliberately suppressed, but to find a way to constantly alleviate it, only kill, kill, kill.

"Whoosh..." The sharp blade broke through the air, Dong Zhuo instinctively raised his head, and the edge rubbed against his forehead, taking away a piece of the scalp, the hot pain accompanied by blood, destroying Dong Zhuo's nerves, and the strength of the resisting hand also eased.

If the blade is raised again, it will come to fruition Dong Zhuo, "Huh? What the!! Shadow's eyes widened suddenly, already blood-red.

Dong Zhuo actually used only the only remaining right hand to block his extremely sharp killing blow, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the sharp blade.

Leng snorted, stretched out his right hand slightly, and held it before the blade pierced his heart at the cost of emitting black smoke and breaking flesh, and then regardless of the injury of his right hand, he stood up and pushed.

There was another whistling sound in his left ear, a trace of hideousness flashed on his face, his right hand was exerted again, coupled with the momentum of inertia, the edge made a ninety-degree turn, and brushed Dong Zhuo's shoulder against his left ear.

Damn it!

What a small understatement, that woman's men......

Dong Zhuo gritted his teeth.

Li Yu and Ying also looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, when Dong Zhuo had already consumed more than half of his strength and was hit hard, they could still be beaten by Dong Zhuo like they are now.

The two could only look at each other and smile bitterly, strictly speaking, they didn't lose, but they were a little depressed now.

"Hmph, how could the old man be defeated so easily!" Waving his somewhat regained arm, Dong Zhuo gritted his teeth and said persistently.

He's going to die!

Since he has broken his arm, he will not pursue it, and he has long made up his mind to fight to the death.

Just looking around, they are all their enemies, and they are really a bit of a blow to Dong Zhuo's momentum.

Anxious and irritable emotions spread in Dong Zhuo's heart, making the entire battlefield even more bloody and messy.

Several figures staggered past each other, the sharp weapons in their hands carried fierce energy, slashing fiercely, occasionally the sword light and sword qi missed, and the boulder or big tree next to it was directly cut off.

Several people continued to fight back and forth, and for a while, the situation seemed to return to the original scene, but the speed of the move was no longer sharp, and even looked a little "slow".

"Uh-huh"

Dong Zhuo couldn't help but snort again, a huge force hit the left side of his body, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out several feet, but the force in his hand slowed down and accelerated by a few points.

Li Yu's whole body shook, obviously at a disadvantage, but he only felt that his heart was about to fall out.

Dong Zhuo is already at the end of his crossbow!

Kill him, and he will be able to get rid of the shadow that has been shrouded by this devilish man for a long time!

The weapon in his hand flickered and stabbed, and the dance became more and more excited.

The hard bumps again and again made Dong Zhuo's face even greener, and a little blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

As soon as he arrived at a confrontation, he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his body retreated sharply, but the killer sent by Diao Chan took advantage of your illness to kill you, and chased after him.

thought so in his heart, but Dong Zhuo was unwilling to admit defeat, it was still the same sentence, he Xiliang Dong Zhuo would never die so easily in the hands of a group of rebels, it would definitely become a shame for him!

Li Yu's arm drooped a little weakly, turned around, and stared at Dong Zhuo who was panting, he even saw Dong Zhuo's right arm trembling, grinning, and his white teeth shining slightly.

"Kill." With a roar, he focused on his left hand and killed Dong Zhuo again.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

As if reflecting the light, Dong Zhuo's bloodshot eyes widened, as if he was going to swallow the few people in front of him alive.

With a "squirt", under the heavy blow, his left eye burst alive, and blood spurted out three feet away.

The hideous face, combined with a flickering firelight, shot on Dong Zhuo's face, and there was a terrifying atmosphere.

Dong Zhuo's complexion also flickered with the firelight, and from a distance, it looked like a powerful ghost flashing, and an atmosphere of admiration slowly spread.

"Giggles and dying struggles!"

A fox with a colorless coat of colorless fur, a blood-colored crimson pupil, and a fox with nine tails suddenly appeared in the void.

His face was gloomy, and the pupils of a pair of eyes that charmed all beings were filled with murderous intent.

"Dong Zhuo, don't be delusional about surviving, the concubine body has also freed up her hands, Xu Rong's life has also been accepted by the concubine body, now, it's your turn!"

The soft voice revealed a trace of coldness, as sharp as a sword, fiercely piercing Dong Zhuo's flesh and blood, stirring up the bearing capacity of his heart.

"Impossible." Dong Zhuo was furious, and blood flashed on his bloated face.