Bao Hong raised his eyes and looked into the formation, and what rushed into the formation was a majestic man with a height of nine feet and a military uniform, holding a huge giant axe in one hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The Yellow Turban Thief will succeed, Pan Feng will also come!" Pan Feng rushed into the formation with an axe to support Fang Yue.

Seeing that Wu Geng was so overwhelming that Fang Yue was out of breath in the opposite formation, he was greatly excited, and earth-shattering cheers resounded in the sky.

At this time, when I saw that the generals of the Han army rushed up to fight two against one without paying attention to the rules, it was okay, and suddenly there was a burst of scolding.

Immediately afterwards, the Yellow Turban Formation also rushed out in one horse, but did not directly enter the battlefield, but moved slightly closer to facilitate the support of the battlefield at any time.

Their meaning is obvious, if Wu Geng can deal with two people, it will be better, and it can greatly stimulate the fighting spirit of the Yellow Turban soldiers. Even if Wu Geng is really invincible, it will be too late to come one-on-one.

At this time, Fang Yue, who was tired of running for his life, didn't say anything, Wu Geng also noticed all this, and noticed a heavy breath coming to his face from afar, and he couldn't help but look awe-inspiring.

"The martial arts of this era are indeed very exquisite, much more powerful than the superficial use of our time. The father emperor relied on his brute strength to shock the government and the opposition, inherited the throne, and even fought in the east and west, without defeat. How can I fall the prestige of my father and the majesty of the whole era! Wu Geng's eyes twisted, during this period of time, he has not studied modern martial arts, although the masters around him are not contemporary, contemporary are only those yellow turban local commanders, there is not much martial arts inheritance, but the martial arts of the Qin and Han dynasties have great reference value, and the best results can be obtained step by step.

"Destiny is boundless!"

Suddenly, Wu Geng let out a low groan, regardless of Pan Feng, who was rushing over with a majestic momentum, but stared at Fang Yue with all his attention, although the skills he learned were still immature, but in this situation, if he didn't want to be beaten, he had to break through the limit and kill the other party.

I saw that the treasure knife in Wu Geng's palm trembled slightly, jerky but very weird crossed a mysterious trajectory, perfectly avoiding the spear flowers swayed by Fang Yue's dancing spear, and directly cut Fang Yue from his left shoulder to his lower waist, and died!

No one expected that there would be no loud shouting, no resounding symphony, just such a knife slashing through a gorgeous trajectory, Wu Geng would cut Fang Yue in two.

Playing this weird knife to cut Fang Yue, Wu Geng's awe-inspiring gaze turned to Pan Feng, who was galloping over, and his heart was blazing, Fang Yue's type of opponent was not something he was good at dealing with, although it was said that Fang Yue was barely able to control the initial fusion of martial arts and Yin Shang's secret skills, in fact, it was just a surprise. really saw the surging guy in front of him, Wu Geng knew that the guy in front of him belonged to the same type of guy as himself, and he was not inferior to his own existence.

After he lost his father, the object of his pursuit, the focus of his struggle has long been shifted to the political aspect, and some things have been abandoned, and now it can even be said that he has lost the best period of promotion.

However, it doesn't matter, Wu Geng is absolutely confident in his infinite combat potential, and Wu Geng absolutely believes that he has the best fighting bloodline and the best combat qualifications.

During this period of cultivation, he had already felt the vigorous glow of the power in his body, and he was just short of that layer of diaphragm surging out, and if he could go further, as long as he could go further, he would be able to step into that level, and he would be among the first-class ranks.

And if you want to break through that barrier, it is not something that can be done by simple practice or competition, only the desperate battle on the line of life and death can obtain the essential improvement and have a final breakthrough.

Defeating Fang Yue was not the escalation battle he wanted, and he could clearly feel that Pan Feng was the kind of opponent who could upgrade if he killed him.

"Die!"

Wu Geng burst into a shout, and a burst of fierce aura erupted from his body, and the sword stained with Fang Yue's blood slashed at Pan Feng's big axe......

And at the moment when Wu Geng shot to kill Fang Yue, Yingbu's eyes flashed in the Yellow Turban Array, but he was very surprised.

In addition, Bao Hong was directly fried behind him, and many martial artists under Bao Hong's command saw that this move had already been discussed.

"This kind of martial art is very weird, I can't understand what's going on at all!"

Lu Junyi, who belonged to a relatively junior martial artist, couldn't help but speak.

"In my opinion, this move seems to be a bit of an ancient technique?" Immediately after that, Qi Jiguang, who could be called a Daoless Grandmaster, spoke, "It seems that it is just half of the enemy's first opportunity, but it is obvious that Wu Geng cannot do this, and Fang Yue's last move is not a repetitive move that is easy to predict." ”

"Maybe it's some kind of martial art secretly passed down by the Yin Shang royal family? Because the relationship of the extinction of the royal family has not been handed down? Zhou Tong also spoke, "But does it mean that the two brothers of the last emperor Di Xin have established princely kingdoms?" ”

"Legend has it that before the Qin and Han dynasties, there was already the earliest diversion of martial arts, one faction was to pay attention to one force to reduce ten meetings, raise meat and practice strength, while the other faction cared about the change of skills, with a subtle heart to perceive the source of strength, with delicate control to fortune power." Xia Shuyan groaned, "With the evolution of the times, the two major factions have risen and fallen. If you are strong, I will be weak, and if you are weak, I will be strong. It's been going on and on, alternating and evolving. ”

"Of course, in essence, both are alternately rising, and theoretically, there is no such thing as ancient technology surpassing modern technology, but after all, it is not without exceptions." Xia Shuyan continued, "Just like everyone knows, eating meat grows strength, and with the continuous stability of society, there are naturally more and more people who can eat meat, but this does not mean that this rise is absolute. ”

"There will be talents in strength, and there will naturally be talents in martial arts, and it is not surprising that some special martial arts have been comprehended, but in the end they have been lost because of various things such as portal views!"

When everyone heard this, when there was no other more reliable explanation, they temporarily agreed with this statement.

"In that case, Chengdu, I will go up and capture him later, I want to see what other black technology there is in ancient times!" When Bao Hong heard this, he was also curious, it seemed a bit mysterious to go on like this, could it be that there were any ghost things like ancient civilizations in the Xia, Shang and Zhou periods? I won't say that there is any prehistoric civilization or anything like that, thinking that the black technology of Xia Shangzhou is actually more advanced than the feudal society behind?

"The last general obeys!"

Yuwen Chengdu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, heard the words and hurriedly responded. (To be continued.) )