554 Turmoil (7)

Scorching, scorching, scorching...

The heat is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, the intense temperature emitted by the offensive launched by Lu Bu Fangtian's painting halberd.

"Sneer!!!!"

The sound of the hot air sounding very permeable, and the dazzling golden light was even brighter, even making the soldiers on both sides under the mountains in the distance a little unable to open their eyes.

Even if it is hundreds of kilometers away, you will feel the hot temperature, as for the brightness, it is completely worthy of the name of the little sun, and the brilliance of the real sun has been covered up at this moment.

"Whew..."

Fang Tian drew a halberd and roared out with a terrifying temperature.

"Boom!"

A scorching flame stream emanated out of Lu Bu's Fang Tian Painting Halberd like a torrent.

The hot and magma-like red flames seemed to have a kind of strength that wanted to engulf everything they encountered along the way, and you could vaguely see the fireworks flying out, making everything that stood in front of you burn fiercely.

Moreover, this flame flow even spread to the void, but Dong Zhuo reached out to block it.

A loud noise, accompanied by extremely scorching temperatures!

Dong Zhuo's fat face trembled, he was not comfortable, his right hand holding the knife kept trembling, the flesh and blood of the tiger's mouth were blurred, and the blood evaporated directly at the high temperature, but this blow was finally blocked!

"Boom!" Lu Bu did not give up, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand slashed down again.

It was still so shocking, and the powerful light blade not only slashed Dong Zhuo's entire person out again, but also left a halberd mark nearly ten meters long on the earth.

At this moment, Lu Bu, who was wearing a purple and gold crown with three-pronged hair, fine armor, and a red brocade robe, was more high-spirited and more sassy.

The momentum of the whole body is surging, but there is no change in the body shape, how tall and how tall it should be.

However, Lu Bu's real change is not in size.

The body attached to the golden-red flame began to be vaguely surrounded by beautiful lines, and the color of the golden-red glow shone on the chest, on the face, and on the arms.

If there is nothing on his body, there is a golden light to the limit, and even at the beginning there are already a slight golden dazzling flames, it seems that Lu Bu is like a whole person, as if he has a substantial wave of qi released.

The original golden-red aura that permeated Lu Bu's body had a touch of blood at this moment, and drops of blood slid down the tip of Fang Tian's halberd.

That was Dong Zhuo's blood!

Perhaps, Lu Bu's character has been debated in history, but there is one thing that is undisputed, that is, his martial arts are among the best in the world.

If it is called second, no one dares to call it first.

Even in this life, although Dong Zhuo relied on a perverted-level terrifying recovery ability, coupled with strange totem and imaging abilities, he suppressed Lu Bu several times.

However, if it was really time to fight to the death, Dong Zhuo would not dare to take it lightly!

Lu Fengxian's existence, no one can ignore it!

Facts have also proved that even if Lu Bu does not have the ability to kill Dong Zhuo alone, it is easy to bite off a few pieces of his flesh.

Moreover, the golden-red flame with attachment that Lu Bu released with his manifestation ability was different from a simple flame, it was continuous and had terrifying penetrating power.

The field of vision is completely occupied by golden light, and after that, the hottest flames erupt!

"Boom !!!!!"

A terrifying explosion roared through the sky!

The terrifying flames instantly swept through the surrounding airspace, and the oxygen in this area was instantly depleted, forming an artificial oxygen-deficient environment.

"Whew!!"

A fireball burst out from the raging flames, instantly distanced itself from the explosion area, and the flames wrapped around the body gradually dispersed, revealing Dong Zhuo's body that was panting and trembling uncontrollably, and his body was scorched black, faintly exuding a wonderful fragrance.

Dong Zhuo shook his whole body twice, raised his arm, and looked at the scimitar in his right hand.

The blade was red, and even faintly melted, with a clear halberd mark printed on it.

Fortunately, he blocked that blow just now, and even if he blocked it, he had already suffered a lot of damage, and if he was really directly hit, even if he was seriously injured, serious injuries were inevitable.

Hehe...

Dong Zhuo exhaled a breath of black air, grinned at the same time, looked at Lu Bu who was gradually revealing his figure opposite, and said mockingly, "You don't feel good either!" ”

Dong Zhuo is right, the explosion is not the same as the flame, but it will not distinguish between the enemy and us, the muscles on Lu Bu's right arm are now a little twisted, and they are very numb.

Before, after constantly fighting with Lu Bu, Gao Zhi, and Wang Yue, Dong Zhuo had been comfortable for a long time, and his body, which had been combing for a long time, began to gradually adapt to the fierce battle, and the strength of Qi Gang began to gradually keep up with the rhythm, and Lu Bu's body began to gradually have wounds!

A halberd is as heavy as a halberd, and the halberd is deadly, but unfortunately it can't kill Dong Zhuo horizontally and vertically, on the contrary, Dong Zhuo's scimitar counterattack, like a butterfly piercing through Lu Bu's body, has left a few scars.

However, Lu Bu was not knocked down because of this, on the contrary, the fighting spirit became stronger and stronger, and Fang Tian's halberd danced wildly, becoming more and more prosperous, and even became a piece, seeping towards Dong Zhuo like a sea tide.

"Ding!" Lu Bu's halberd slash was swept away by Dong Zhuo's scimitar, and the backhand Dong Zhuo slapped on Lu Bu's Fang Tian painting halberd with the spine of the knife, and a huge force directly distorted the direction of Lu Bu's Fang Tian painting halberd, followed by a large knife shadow, directly blocking Lu Bu's halberd light.

What's more, Dong Zhuo forcibly stepped forward in order to guard against his Fang Tian halberd.

didn't even have a chance to distance himself, Lu Bu could only use his own body to fight Dong Zhuo.

"Bang !!"

Flames are flying everywhere!

"Ding!" With a soft sound, Dong Zhuo, who was holding the knife in one hand, only felt a numbness in his hand, and the original fatal blow was directly pushed away, and the halberd blade of the Fang Tian Painting Halberd came on, after blocking this blow with all his might.

Lu Bu's offensive swept in again, and a heavy punch slammed into Dong Zhuo, the golden red fire wrapped around his hand, and the high temperature had already distorted the air!

Lu Bu snorted coldly, put aside Fang Tian's halberd with one hand, the power of the flame and his qi fused with each other, and then the blood and qi fused again, Lu Bu waved his fist and collided directly with Dong Zhuo, the whole person turned into a ball of golden-red light and shadow, and collided with Dong Zhuo fiercely.

Similarly, Dong Zhuo, who was forced to be helpless, slammed the tip of the needle against Mai Mang and Lu Bu.

Because, he knows very well that by now, he must show enough strength to make Lu Bu jealous and hit hard, otherwise he may die here if he doesn't do it today!