The corners of Liu Bian's eyebrows were tightly twisted, his face was hideous, he laughed wildly, raised the Xuantie halberd in his hand and stabbed it at Guan Hai's chest, wanting to pull him on his back when he was dying, and there were thousands of thoughts in his mind: "The martial arts are bad, and it is really difficult to mix in this world." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Although Lao Cao doesn't know martial arts, he has a group of brothers, Cao Hong and Cao Ren are first-class generals, and Xiahoudun and Xiahouyuan are super-first-class generals."

"Even Liu Da'er, who started from scratch, doesn't know what method he used to recover the top generals like Guan Yu and Zhang Fei."

"Lao Tzu finally met a Gan Ning, but because of the simple exercises, he was just a small true qi, but this guy was really fierce, and he killed the peak martial arts general of true qi with the realm of Xiaocheng."

"It's still because the exercises are not good, if you give him the top classics, it's terrifying to think about."

"There are 50 million Han people, and there are only more than 20 people who are super first-class, reaching a terrifying 1/25 million."

"There are only more than 50 first-class generals, and the proportion has reached one in a million."

"These fighters will be subdued one by one, if they don't die, the pace of finding Zhao Yun and Dian Wei must be accelerated."

"Well...... There are also Guo Jia and others, these talents who are extremely strong in strategy, tactics, and governing the country are also pitiful, just like a saying often said in later generations, what is the most important thing in the 21st century, is talent. ”

"This sentence was put in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and it was a wise saying, only by mastering a large number of generals can you dominate the world."

"When Lao Tzu stands on the street, he sleeps with whoever he likes."

"The days when you see whoever is unhappy will be slaughtered, it's really desirable."

In just a breath, Liu Bian's thoughts turned around, and this time he was thinking more about how to dominate the world than about the love of children.

It seems that the emperor's business, who has the beauty of the world and holds the life and death of hundreds of millions of people, has been completely integrated into his blood.

"Poof-" Liu Yan, who was bloody, flesh and bone separated, and had a ruthless face, hurriedly groped around his body, trying to stop the wound, but what made him strange was that there was no trace of wounds on his body.

Stunned, he stood up from the dark red ground, looked around, staggered to the ground, his eyes shrank suddenly, and blurted out: "Xingba." ”

The words fell, and his feet were really dancing, shining brightly, and he flew towards Gan Ning in a pool of blood.

Liu Zhishi took a step, and Gan Ning, who fell in the blood, staggered up with a ring knife.

I saw Gan Ning holding a knife with one hand, leaning forward, kneeling on one knee in the endless river of blood, when he was young, he suddenly raised his eyes, stared at Guan Hai brutally: "Dare to hurt the lord, I want you to die!" ”

"Bang-" Gan Ning grabbed the cracked armor violently, and tore it outward in a frenzy, countless iron fragments, accompanied by a large number of blood beads, gushed out, revealing his fierce muscles.

What is shocking is that this teenage boy has dense scars crawling on his body, crisscrossing and coiling, which are hundreds of times more than the scars of a veteran soldier.

"Boom-" Gan Ning suddenly jumped up from the ground, like a wild wild beast, in countless blood flowers and iron pieces, booming and killing, the true qi exploded in the air, and the strong light rushed, brilliant as the sun.

The air was surging, the drums were boiling, the blood wind was raging, and the ring hand knife with several true qi free of it, under the blessing of Gan Ninghe's fierce power, slashed out the power of dozens of true qi.

"Bang-bang-" The sound of the choking dragon chant was endless, and a figure that kept spurting blood and water, a burly man wearing a yellow scarf, staggered back and forth in the battlefield, dancing and dancing, forming a metal storm of swords and swords, crushing everything around.

The moment the two fought, Liu Bian immediately turned over and got on the horse, his eyes were red, and he looked at the two people who were fighting frantically, and a pair of bloody eyes stared at the center of the storm, looking for an opportunity to kill the enemy with one blow.

Xu Sheng saw that the lord was out of danger, his awe-inspiring expression was slightly relaxed, he retracted his gaze, his feet were extremely moving, the big spear of Xuantie was flying, and dozens of glows were spinning around his body, concentrating on the two people in front of him, wanting to solve these two people first, and then go to support Gan Ning.

When the bloody wind and blood rain burst out in the mountain col, Wu Zhu, who was old and long-looking, slowly raised his cloudy eyes, looked at the sky, the white clouds were flying, and the sunset was gradually born.

"Quack-quack-" The ground, stained with a blood-red sky, cried loudly, and one by one the strange birds with fire slurry flowing on their bodies came violently, circling and flying above Wu Zhu's head.

Wu Zhu was covered with brown spots, and his skin was like a ravine's folded face, revealing an innocent smile like a baby, and said softly: "Fire Feather Owl, my little darling, you are finally back." ”

"Today, let my father take you to taste the delicious human flesh."

When the words fell, Wu Zhu stared at the stump and broken arm obsessively, and his eyes gradually became cold: "Since the barbarian era, our qi practitioners have been restrained by the battlefield Yang Soul Blood Qi and cannot enter the battlefield. ”

"However, my holy clan is not like your human race, pursuing the unity of heaven and man, using qi to resist things, carrying the Tao with things, and paying attention to what to spit out red dust luck, hum, but it is restrained by the imperial court."

"He also slandered the witchcraft that was in harmony with the life of the holy beast as an evil way."

"I will let you high-ranking Terrans die a tragic death under unrestrained witchcraft today."

"Boom—Boom—" Hundreds of fire feather owls with red flames flowing from their bodies roared and danced wildly, slamming down from mid-air.

Like a rain of flames falling into the sky, the red clouds are rolling, the firelight is swallowing, and countless neon rays are bursting in all directions, and they are like Dao Huaguang swords, which make people a little dazzled.

The few Xiaoyang barbarians, looking at the holy beasts of their own clan who were in a hurry, shouted loudly, shouting some strange words that they couldn't understand, and then threw themselves to the ground, constantly bowing to the strange birds, and they were stabbed in the bloody holes by the big Han soldiers, and they didn't know it.

Liu Yan's scalp was numb, and he was shocked, and blurted out: "The fire feather owl of the upper level of Xuanpin." ”

Each of these strange birds has the strength of a martial artist who is not weaker than the peak of true qi, and it is usually difficult to see one, but I didn't expect Liu Yan to encounter hundreds of them at once today.

If Liu Bian led the command, he was equipped with a large number of bows and crossbows, it was just a matter of a few waves of arrows, but now the battle armor has to be robbed, where can it be equipped, only the frontier tiger division or the Han water division is worthy of the tendon crossbow.

Liu Zhi looked at the strange birds that sent chills down his spine, and his heart sprouted a sense of retreat, looking back at Gan Ning, Xu Sheng, and eight hundred soldiers who were fighting hard, and thinking that there were five thousand Xiaoyang barbarians behind him.

He gritted his teeth and said with a secret hatred: Humans and birds are facing the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years, according to the records of the 'Barbarian Policy', as long as they kill the witches who are closely related to them, these strange birds will die together.

Thinking of this, Liu Bian's eyes looked in all directions, and suddenly he saw Wu Zhu standing on the high platform, and immediately patted the red dragon horse on the forehead, and shouted: "Rush!" ”

Hearing the master's order, the excited red dragon horse rushed away like a fiery wind.