"The last general obeys!"

Zhao Yun received the order, and Lu Bu's figures flashed, and they left the east gate of Dunchuan City directly and stood in the void.

One of the two held Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the other held the gentian bright silver spear, and looked coldly at Heng Longsheng and Gao gradually leaving the bloody clothes building, and an iron-blooded killing aura belonging to the military generals began to condense on the two of them.

When Jin Haozhong saw it, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but fortunately, Lu Bu and Zhao Yun couldn't stand the stimulation and jumped out.

Otherwise, on the city wall, relying on the defense of the city wall and fighting against the killers of the Bloody Clothes Building, the two killers of the Bloody Clothes Building may not be able to do anything to them.

With the ability of their generals, coupled with their own martial arts strength, on the city wall, let alone two heaven-level killers, even if there are two more, they may not be able to kill them.

But now that they are out of the city wall, they can't borrow the military formation to enhance their strength, how can such Lu Bu and Zhao Yun be the opponents of the two heaven-level killers Gao Yuanli and Heng Longsheng?

Jin Haozhong smiled coldly and said, "Lu Feng, when Lu Bu and Zhao Yun are killed, will the 100,000 loyal and righteous iron cavalry formed by Lu Bu still have morale?"

"When the time comes, with me and Feng Xiangdian blocking you and Xiaomeng, I want to see how you can rely on that Lian Po and 100,000 loyal and righteous iron cavalry with no morale to block dozens of Saint King masters of my Spirit Sword Sect, plus the attack of 2.8 million infantry!"

In the Jinhao Center, although Lu Bu and Zhao Yun's combat power is strong, at most they are in the realm of half-step emperors, and they can block ordinary emperors and heavy heavenly martial artists.

But when you meet two heaven-level killers who are proficient in the way of killers, you will definitely die!

In the void, Heng Longsheng saw Lu Bu and Zhao Yun, smiled disdainfully, and said, "I thought that it would be a tricky opponent to be able to make the Spirit Sword Sect spend a lot of money to invite the two of us from the Bloody Clothes Building, but I didn't expect that it was just just a Saint King Eight Heavens and a Saint King Six Heavens rubbish. ”

"It seems that your southwest of Yuzhou is really full of waste, known as the No. 1 Spirit Sword Sect, you still need to ask outsiders to help you two garbage, and the waste is so unbelievable that people can't believe it. ”

In his words, Heng Longsheng was not only disdainful and insulting to Lu Bu and Zhao Yunman, but also the entire southwest of Yuzhou was not taken into account by him.

"Old fellow, look at your age, you are hundreds of years old, but now you are only the strength of the emperor in the early stage of the first heaven, you are such a waste, who gave you the courage to come here and talk so badly?"

Lu Feng was in front of Lu Bu and Zhao Yun at this time, and looked at Heng Longsheng with disdain.

"You ......"

Heng Longsheng was furious, but he really couldn't find anything to refute.

He is more than six hundred years old this year, and he has only cultivated to the Emperor One Heaven, compared to Lu Feng, who is less than twenty years old and has already reached the Saint King Double Heaven, his strength is really incomparable.

Even, even if he was less than thirty years old and his strength had reached the Saint King Eight Heavens and Six Heavens, Zhao Yun would beat him a few streets in terms of talent.

This made him powerless to refute.

"Hehe, Lu Feng, this is a righteous and bright challenge, what are you meddling for? Do you want to join in? You don't have the slightest imperial demeanor. ”

Jin Haozhong and Feng Xiangdian also came, looking at Lu Feng with a smile.

"Someone insulted my general, and I also told him about the emperor's demeanor? Is it your own head show, or is this the style of your Spirit Sword Sect?"

Lu Feng looked at Jin Haozhong, suddenly made a sudden expression, and said, "By the way, I almost forgot, your Spirit Sword Sect is indeed this style that does not dare to avenge your subordinates!"

"Your sect master's son, the Great Elder, and the master in that dark thing, by the way, and your ancestor Wu Xiuyuan were all killed by me, but you didn't even dare to let out a fart. ”

"The words garbage and waste are really suitable to describe your Spirit Sword Sect. ”

"You ......"

Jin Haozhong was furious, he wanted to say that he had revenge and action in front of the army of the Jinshui Kingdom, but the final result of thinking about it was that Feng Xiangdian lost one of his arms and fled in disgrace.

It made him embarrassed to say it.

"Your Majesty, Emperor of the Southern Yan Kingdom, did your exploits come out with your mouth?"

Gao Yanli glanced at Lu Feng indifferently and said, "If yes, I will turn around and leave, give up this mission, if not, let the generals under your command fight with me." ”

"I have always said that if you let Lu Bu and Zhao Yun solve you, let them solve you. ”

Lu Feng smiled faintly and said, "Fengxian, Zilong, settle the battle as soon as possible, don't delay the good time for the two killers of the Bloody Cloak Building to enter Huangquan Road." ”

"Haha, Lu Feng, I can't see that you are so arrogant, and you dare to speak like this in front of the Bloody Cloak Building Heaven-level killer, it is simply ridiculous. Jin Haozhong laughed.

It's just that Lu Feng didn't pay attention to him at all.

The figure flickered, and Lu Feng stood in another part of the void, giving Lu Bu and Zhao Yun enough space before looking at Jin Haozhong and Feng Xiangdian, and said lightly: "They are fighting, so should we also do it?"

When the voice fell, Lu Feng's heart moved, and mysterious lines began to appear around his body, condensing Xuanwen.

Although he didn't plan to make a move with Jin Haozhong in his heart, he wouldn't let Jin Haozhong control the initiative, so he would make it look like he was going to do it now.

Jin Haozhong and Feng Xiangdian glanced at each other, both sneered, and dodged their figures.

Jin Haozhong didn't want to fight with Lu Feng, because his qi and blood decay was too powerful, and he could be evenly matched with Lu Feng last time, but now if he fought with Lu Feng, he didn't have any confidence that he would be able to solve Lu Feng.

Feng Xiangdian is afraid of Xiaomeng, who has not appeared, last time Xiaomeng was able to drag him in his heyday, but now he has a broken arm, his strength is greatly reduced, and he doesn't have much courage in the face of Xiaomeng.

Seeing the appearance of Jin Haozhong and Feng Xiangdian, Lu Feng smiled disdainfully and ignored them anymore.

However, when the other Saint King masters of the Spirit Sword Sect saw it, they looked at each other, and they didn't understand why Jin Haozhong and Feng Xiangdian didn't make a move, they were all martial artists of the Emperor Double Heaven, could it be that they were still afraid of a little Lu Feng?

It's just that how could they know what Jin Haozhong and Feng Xiangdian were thinking.

On the other side, after Lu Feng left enough space, Lu Bu didn't say a word, holding Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, and hitting it with a halberd.

Zizi.

Tremendous energy pierced the void, producing a screeching sound like thunder and lightning.

Fang Tian's painting halberd was even more pressed down with a strong force, as if it was about to shatter this side of the sky.

"Jiaolong knife technique, break!"

Heng Longsheng smiled disdainfully, took out a war knife from the storage ring in his hand, and slashed it at Fang Tian's halberd.

Bang!

Fang Tian's halberd was directly beaten back, including Lu Bu's body, which took several steps back.

"With this bit of strength, where did you get the courage to dare to attack this seat?" Heng Longsheng looked at Lu Bu with a look of disdain in his eyes.

(End of chapter)