In the south of the old city of Jinling, there is a high-rise mansion compound with the style of the Republic of China, with alleys, deep walls, and house doors progressing layer by layer, and the courtyard is deep. It's past midnight, but the lights are still bright. In the courtyard at the back, there are three middle-aged men and a beautiful woman around the red sandalwood coffee table, holding purple sand cups, sipping tea.

"Don't we really need to take a look?" on the left is a middle-aged man of thirty-five or sixteen years old, of medium height, with a square face, and a dignified appearance. He took a sip of tea and asked the noble woman sitting in the middle.

"What are you going to see? Immortals fight, mortals suffer. The man sitting across from him was twenty and twenty in his forties, with slightly bald sideburns, thick and neat eyebrows, and a pair of sparkling eyes, who answered with a smile, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"What is Mr. Xu's opinion on this?" The noble lady picked up the purple sand tire red eight-treasure pattern teapot on the coffee table, and added half a cup of new tea to a man opposite who was also about forty years old, this person had a serious long face, wearing a pair of black wide-rimmed glasses, two small eyes shining behind the lenses, and the corners of the two mouths were tightly closed, as if he did not like to speak.

If someone of insight had been here at this time, they would have recognized the identities of these four people. The noble and beautiful woman is the current head of the Zhu family - Zhu Emei, but the man with glasses sitting opposite her is the head of the Xu family - Xu Lan, the man on the left is Chang Tianyang, the core of the Chang family, and the one on the right is Xu Rong, the younger brother of the head of the Xu family. These four people are all Tongtian characters who can make Jinling City tremble with a single stomp.

That Xu Lan picked up the teacup, blew a small breath into the Wugu Mountain Phoenix Single Bush Tea in the cup, and replied lightly: "Linggu is the residence of the Japanese people, and our Jinling Eight Great Sects have acquiesced in it. And the Mausoleum of the Father of the Nation is taken care of by people from his own Sun family, as long as that vision does not harm beyond the Purple Mountain, we don't need to worry about it. ”

"But ......", Chang Tianyang was still thinking about saying something, Zhu Emei glanced at him slightly, Chang Tianyang closed his mouth, silently drank the tea in the cup, and Zhu Emei also helped him fill up a cup. For a moment, everyone in the audience was speechless.

The fire dissipated, and the ground was unharmed except for the bronze magic cover made of something I don't know what it was for, and everything else was turned to ashes and blown away.

Ling Lang stepped forward to pick up the magic cover, held it in his hand, and shook it gently, although there was no matching spell to urge it, it could still make the soul-seizing sound before, thinking that it should be a good help to leave it to Kong Qingyan.

The matter was dealt with, but the excessive use of soul energy, coupled with the heavy mood, made Ling Lang feel an indescribable tiredness, and he didn't want to stay here any longer, so he said, "Everyone, let's go back." ”

Guan Gong didn't reply to his words, he seemed to notice something, and he flashed out of the beamless hall, and instantly arrived on the floor in front of the hall.

Ling Lang glanced at Bai Qi with a little doubt, and Bai Qi said lightly: "Someone is here, but it should not be underestimated. With that, he flashed back into the lotus petals.

Then seeing Zhang Fei also fly out, Ling Lang had a trace of anxiety and questions in his heart, so he had no choice but to follow.

When Ling Lang walked to the gate of the palace, from the southeast direction, four figures flew in, powerful and imposing, as if there were thousands of troops slashing at Fang Xuan.

Suddenly, the four figures have come to the front, the first "person", seven feet away, wearing a three-pronged purple and gold crown, two dragons and treasures, pearls embedded in the top door, radiant and shining, pheasant tails, floating behind the head. The body is hung with a Xichuan red cotton flower robe, wearing a beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor, a delicate lion belt with a waist belt, pink silk pocket trousers, and a pair of pink and silk flying cloud combat boots under his feet. Holding a halberd, a sword under his ribs, and a bow and arrow. The face is like Fu Fan, the sword eyebrows are closed into the sky and the forehead is inserted, a pair of handsome eyes are distinct, the nose is like a jade pillar, the mouth is like Danzhu, the big ears are towards the arms, standing there is a majestic nail, the air is lofty, and he is staring at everyone.

"Lu Fengxian?" Guan Gong frowned slightly, and Danfeng's eyes closed slightly.

"Guan Yunchang?" Lu Bu's battle soul was also slightly stunned when he saw Guan Gong's holy soul.

Ling Lang looked around behind Lu Bu, there was a person on the left, with a red bronze helmet on his head, wearing Tang Yi armor, with two short beards, his posture was majestic, very brave, and he was holding a tall red horse in his hand.

A person on the right, dressed in black armor, with no helmet, a face like a knife, a resolute expression, closed lips, a thin waist tied to his back, and his shoulders hugged, majestic and majestic.

These two people were Cheng Lian and Gao Shun, who died generously with Lu Bu in Baimen Tower.

And the last person, short in stature, with a black robe on his head, a black scarf covering his face, and holding an object in his hand, very similar to the round bronze mirror seen in Qixingdui at the beginning.

As soon as Zhang Fei saw Lu Bu, he was immediately angry, angry, and he pointed at Lu Bu like a halberd, and shouted at Lu Bu: "You three family slaves, still dare to come? ”

Lu Bu twisted his head slightly, glanced at Zhang Fei a little sluggishly, and said, "Just a reckless man, Lu Mou's men are defeated." ”

When Lu Bu was tied up in front of Cao Cao, he asked to loosen the tie, but Cao Cao was quite jealous of him and said: "The tiger has to be in a hurry." Lu Bu also said: "What Ming Gong suffers is not more than cloth, and cloth has been served." The public is the general, and the cloth is the vice, and it is not difficult to determine the world. Cao Cao was moved, looked back at Liu Bei and asked: "What?" Liu Bei said on the side: "What does it matter that the public doesn't see Ding Jianyang and Dong Zhuo?" So, Cao Cao asked Lu Bu to be hanged to death, and then beheaded.

Later, Cao Cao remembered that Lu Bu was also a hero and a famous general in the world after all, so he stitched up his head body and buried it in the ground, but he was afraid that the resentment would not disappear after death, and he would go out to harm people, so he hesitated. At that time, there were some monks under him who offered advice: plugging the mouth with grain chaff, so that Lu Buqi could not express his grievances, nailing his coffin with seven stars, so that his ghost could not come out, and burning his feet with the iron of the iron plow, so that he was trapped in the tomb and unable to do evil. Cao Cao felt it was safe, so he did so. A generation of war gods, but ended up so tragically.

Later, the black-clothed man behind him held a bronze mirror, collected Lu Bu's battle spirit, hid it in a secret place, built an ancestral temple to worship, and used the Yin Demon Dao to erode his spiritual wisdom day and night. and then harvest the soul of honesty and high shun, and become the great arm strength of that secret organization.

Last time, the man in black wanted to take Zhang Fei's soul for his own use, but Zhang Sanye didn't sell it, although he lost to Lu Bu, but firstly, it was at the head of Zhang Fei's temple, and the other party was not completely sure that he would be captured; This time, I happened to come to Huaxia for a trip, and when I saw the vision of Jinling, I rushed over, but I didn't expect to run into Guan Gong.

Zhang Fei was extremely unwilling to see Lu Bu, and after listening to Lu Bu's sentence of "his subordinates are defeated", he even asked him to have a haircut, and he could bear it there, so he wanted to swing his spear. Guan Gong on the side hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, pointed at Ling Lang, and said softly: "Third brother, I have never been able to do it alone with Lu Fengxian before my death, and I have always regretted it. You just finished fighting, and this battle is just handed over to the second brother. You must also stay, in case of Gao Shun and Cheng Lian, and take care of him one or two. ”

Guan Gong is arrogant, especially in martial arts, he has never served anyone, he just heard that Ma Chao is brave, and the world praises him, so he has the heart to compete. And for the so-called "one Lu and two passes" in later generations, he has always been obsessed, and today he saw that the other party was not good, Zhang Fei was no longer Lu Bu's opponent, and it was inconvenient for Bai Qi to make a move, so he happened to go down in person.

"Wen Hou, kill them. The man in black suddenly said this, and he clearly had no intentions.

Gao Shun and Cheng Lian behind Lu Bu had an angry look on their faces, and their hands were clenched into fists, but they didn't say anything after all.

Lu Bu nodded quite obediently, he took the reins from Cheng Lian's hand, held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, stepped on the prancing horse, and walked out slowly.

Tied with a purple and gold crown, a golden armor and a hundred flower robes, Lu Fengxian, the flying general of the Three Kingdoms God of War.

Guan Gong also summoned the red rabbit, got on the horse, held the Qinglong Yanyue knife upside down, and drove the horse to meet it.

Green robe and golden armor, red face and long hair, Chinese ancient martial saint Guan Yun is long.

In the battle of the Mahatma, who is higher and who is low, we will see today.