Fang Tian painting halberd because of its halberd rod painted decoration, also known as the painting rod Fang Tian halberd, is the top of the "well" shape of the long halberd. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info history, Fang Tian painting halberd is usually a kind of instrumental thing, less used in actual combat, but it is not that it can not be used in actual combat, it is a heavy weapon, it is just extremely high requirements for the user.

And Lu Bu is such a master of using Fang Tian's painting halberd, Tang Shengxian's experience in dealing with long weapons is very insufficient, this is nothing, the key is that the current situation is very mysterious.

Looking at the transparent "white light" flowing on the crescent-shaped blade, slashing towards him, although the liquid protective suit was still wrapped under the armor, Tang Shengxian still felt that his qi and blood seemed to stagnate, and he knew that he was locked by Lu Bu's momentum.

Since there is no way to stop, then let's fight, even in the face of the origin of a plane, Tang Shengxian has never been afraid.

"One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Long and strong, sharp, short and treacherous, weird, and secretly murderous. "Facing the one-foot-and-two-foot Fang Tian Painting Halberd, Tang Shengxian only had an eight-sided Han sword facing him.

Pull the left reins diagonally, and the side horses are right. Tang Shengxian sent out his own sword blade, and on this sword blade condensed the Dugu Nine Swords that had reached the end of the world, and the "broken spear style" was broken for me.

"Thorn~~" The goosebump-inducing sharp stabbing sound between metal and metal brought a series of sparks, and at this moment the world was darkened and the wind and clouds changed color.

Between the flying sand and rocks, everyone could no longer see the situation on the field, and everything was obscured.

Liu Bei and Guan Yu in the field were both shocked to the side by this strong momentum, and they also looked at the field with solemn expressions, they knew that they could not intervene in this battle with the strength of the two of them alone, besides, there were 20,000 Qingzhou soldiers on the side "eyeing the tiger"!

The princes led by Yuan Shao naturally hoped that it would be best for the two of them to lose both, they were originally here to crusade against Dong Zhuo, and that madman Tang Jun was so self-defeating, he actually dared to be an enemy of the world, and it was best to die.

It's a pity that they are doomed to disappointment.

The vision of heaven and earth flying sand and rocks did not disappear with time, because the sound of weapons colliding in the field sounded again.

In the first round, Tang Shengxian's Dugu Nine Swords and Lu Bu's Peerless Halberd Technique fought equally, and no one bargained for anyone.

Under the stalemate with Lu Bu, Tang Shengxian instantly picked up his sword, increased the distance between the two of them by thirty centimeters, flipped forward, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and his upper body swung past the sharp blades of Fang Tian's halberd, and by the time Tang Shengxian got up again, he had already left the most dangerous area.

Withdrawing his sword and slapping the horse, Tang Shengxian opened a distance of five meters. I felt something fluttering on my face and waved my hand. It is a strand of green silk of his, and in six years, Tang Shengxian has already grown a head full of long hair.

Touching the sharpness of the halberd up close, Tang Shengxian's hair was left behind, and then he looked at the sword in his hand, one foot and three inches away from the end of the sword, what was left was a small knock, it seems that the true qi still can't stop this weird heavenly aura!

Take the sword in your backhand and throw it to the ground, the sword is scarred, it is not the fault of the sword, it is your own fault, you can't, you should abandon it.

Wipe your hand is another long sword, he still has the sword, the true qi, he also has it, sharp, compared to the beginning, half a point is not reduced, today, he will definitely fight out a life and death victory.

War.

Swordsmanship, Tang Shengxian has never put it down, although it can kill people far less efficiently than firearms, but the sword is intentional, although it is a mortal skill, but it is a mortal skill, but it can be transformed into magic after entering a higher level of power, no matter how high or low the power is, it is used by people.

And Tang Shengxian is pursuing this ethereal artistic conception, kinetic energy weapons, energy weapons, he has mastered them, although the system is limited, but as long as you look for it carefully, you will always find loopholes, but Tang Shengxian does not bother to do this. He has his own pride, he has his own pursuit, and he has his own share of the way.

Science and technology must develop, but the limits of human beings must also be broken. Tang Shengxian did not choose a path to go to the black, this was his choice, and he respected his choice.

In addition to resting, Tang Shengxian always likes to practice swords alone, especially in the five years of the Condor Plane, even if he has reached the highest combat power of that plane at that time, he spares no effort, and the main plane is slowly and long nights, and he does not put down the sword in his hand, as if what he is practicing in his hand is not a sword, but that heart.

After years of accumulation, Tang Shengxian has precipitated a lot of things, and at this moment, he is about to burst out, he will not be so weak, even if the Heavenly Dao is helping Lu Bu, he is fearless.

"Chok~~Bang~Click~~ting~~" The halberd shadow flew over, Lu Bu met the most powerful opponent in his life, even if the three of them jointly besieged him before, he did not have the slightest timidity, but now, after using the Xeon halberd, he felt a little exhausted. And the person in front of him didn't look tired at all, compared to himself, this person was more like a monster. But he also has his pride, he firmly believes that he will always be the strongest, and he knows his strength before he makes a fortune.

A look of stubbornness flashed on his face, and his halberd attack became a little more fierce.

But what he didn't know was that he was not facing ordinary people, not pure military generals.

Unconsciously, Tang Shengxian also found his own growth, the original youth has long faded, at this moment he has gradually grown into a strong man, there is realistic persecution, but also has his own pursuit, but to become what it is today, he is very grateful, if he can, no, it must be, he has to go down the road and become stronger.

Although Lu Bu is very strong, Tang Shengxian has never thought that he will stop there, among people, Lu Bu, even if he blesses the Heavenly Dao, in his eyes, it is just a stone step on the way forward, destined to be trampled under his feet.

Under the fusion of many swordsmanship, he walked out of his own sword path. Shuttling through many planes, combining the perception and swordsmanship, he also realized a style of sword moves, so far has not come out, today's battle is unparalleled Lu Bu and Tiger Prison Pass, not to be famous in the world, only to reach the heart.

Another blow was blown, and the two horses separated again. Both of them were gasping for breath, glancing at each other, fighting a hundred moves, and the two knew that maybe this was the last move. They're all going to use their strongest blows.

The horizontal sword is in front, the left hand caresses the sword body, and the final blow, the sword in the hand should not escape the fate of being destroyed.

Although it is a sword of mortal iron, it also has spirituality, and with a slight tremble, it seems to know its fate.

You can die for killing, and you don't lose. The fate of the sword should not be to be covered in patina rust in the tombs.

The last formula, the name is traceless, dust-free, it is said to be traceless, the wind and sand are gone, there is no cover, there is no trace, there is no trace, there is no trace, but this traceless is not the other without trace.

Traceless sword moves, taking the meaning of shuttling through thousands of planes without leaving traces, Tang Shengxian did leave his own traces, but under the development system, blocking the plane, all traces will be erased. Although this kind of domineering to the extreme means of acting is invisible in the sword style, it has already been embodied in the most essential way. This is traceless, forced tracelessness.

The left hand is gently placed, and all the essence and energy are infused into the right hand, and it is handed to the blade of the sword.

moved, swinging his sword forward at a seemingly extremely slow speed, Lu Bu also swung his halberd and stabbed at Tang Shengxian, the two of them seemed to be bland and unremarkable, but there was a mystery in it. Of course, the length of the three-foot Qingfeng was not comparable to Fang Tian's halberd, if the two blades were wrong, of course Tang Shengxian would be attacked first, but things would not develop like this.

"duang~~" The tip of the sword stabbed directly at the sharp edge of Fang Tian's painting halberd, making an explosion. Then the blade of the sword shattered inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No more sounds. It shattered into powder until the hilt of the sword turned into nothingness, and the previous drop casually fell to the ground and turned into powder.

Traceless, what is traceless, this is traceless. The sword turned to ashes and disappeared into this world, but the traceless sword intent was still raging silently.

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd, which had been tempered for thousands of years, dissipated into the world step by foot, and the demonic Heavenly Dao power could not withstand this breath at the very beginning, and his last move dissipated into the heavens and the earth like a bubble, and finally the violent and imperceptible power was transmitted directly to Lu Bu's body.

"Poof~~~" The blood rushed out of Lu Bu's mouth like a blood arrow. The majestic vitality was drawn out in this moment. The originally ruddy face suddenly fell into ashes, and the body, which had gradually lost its temperature, could no longer support it, and fell towards the horse. The red rabbit horse let out a mournful wail.

Lu Bu, the first fierce general of the Three Kingdoms, died before the Tiger Prison Pass, where he was supposed to shine. The dispute between the three countries will also be less tortuous. A little more exciting.

Everyone on the field looked at this scene that was nothing more than a miracle and fell into a deep shock - is there a tiger in the world who has such ears?

Tang Shengxian, who was on the war horse, let out a long roar, which resounded throughout the Tiger Prison Pass, and immediately woke up the princes present and Dong Zhuo, who was already stunned on the tall building. It's not over yet.

Everyone looked at Tang Shengxian's eyes at this moment, as if they had seen a demon god descend into the world.

The morale of the Qingzhou soldiers reached its peak at this moment. It's time, although the spirit and spirit have lost a lot after using his peak blow just now, the current situation of the gate does not allow him to retreat, rubbing his hands lightly, Tang Shengxian once again stroked out a long sword. Pointing straight at the sky, facing the two forces in front of him, Tang Shengxian only spit out one word towards his soldiers - "kill." ”

"Kill."

"Kill."

"Kill."

Today, the battle before Tang Shengxian's Tiger Prison is destined to go down in history. Its courage should be resounding all over the world. The Qingzhou soldiers, who couldn't wait for a long time, howled and launched a charge. (To be continued.) )