The Black Flame Meteor Hammer and Fang Tian's Painting Halberd collided again, and the powerful True Qi collision suffocated the breath of everyone present, and then a cold sweat broke out.

After all, Lu Bu's cultivation is lower than Dong Zhuo's, this is an indisputable fact. Such a hard-hitting battle generally only depends on the cultivation and strength of both sides, but it is obvious that Lu Bu does not have an advantage in these two aspects. Under normal circumstances, when these two aspects are weaker than the other party, they will use the subtlety of external skills and the use of tactics to make up for the disadvantage, but at this moment, Lu Bu seems to have forgotten these most basic common sense of battle, and only blindly chooses a simple and crude competition.

By the time he reached the third blow, the momentum of Fang Tian's halberd had already decayed, and Dong Zhuo saw this opportunity and jumped up from the spot, the Black Flame Meteor Hammer went first, the butcher knife followed closely behind, and the two veins pressed towards Lu Bu together in the air.

Dong Zhuo's form was huge, and everyone thought that he could even walk hard before he revealed his eighth-rank cultivation, but all contempt for him was wiped out under his eighth-rank cultivation. At this time, weight became his advantage, and everyone had some understanding of his binge eating behavior.

If Shi Xin is present, and if his cultivation is enough to check Dong Zhuo's talent, it can be seen that Dong Zhuo has an exclusive talent related to his weight, and the greater his weight, the higher his attack power. At this time, Dong Zhuo's talent was all activated, and it was the strongest state.

If Lu Bu still chooses to fight hard, then Dong Zhuo, who fell from the sky, will definitely be crushed into mud by him.

Lu Bu has always been arrogant, if he had been in the past, he would still be reckless when he knew that he couldn't do anything, but at this moment, he was dedicated to fighting martial arts, his heart was empty, and he only thought about how to defeat Dong Zhuo. Therefore, Lu Bu chose to retreat and decided to use his own advantages to deal with Dong Zhuo's disadvantages.

With a loud "bang", Dong Zhuo hit the ground like a giant beast, and everyone not far away obviously felt that the earth shook violently, and the eaves of Weiyang Palace swished and fell dust.

"This ......"

Everyone was stunned by Dong Zhuo, and it was hard to imagine that this was a power that a human could emit. The old man next to Liu Xie frowned obviously, feeling quite inappropriate in his heart: if it hits like this, the earth is likely to collapse, and the secret under the ground will not be made public

Although Lu Bu's speed is fast, Dong Zhuo's body is huge, and the direction and height of the jump are just right, although Lu Bu can rely on dexterous methods to avoid it, but his appearance is somewhat embarrassed, let alone free up his hands to attack.

Dong Zhuo didn't care about his ineffective attack, and still jumped and fell in his own way. While attacking, he issued a provocation to Lu Bu: "The first lineage master of the Han Dynasty really lives up to his reputation. But in my opinion, the first escape pulse master of the Han Dynasty is more suitable for you. ”

Lu Bu frowned, and his mind was highly concentrated, as if he hadn't heard Dong Zhuo's ridicule. Suddenly, at the moment when Dong Zhuo just landed on the ground, Fang Tian's halberd finally attacked again, and under the golden light, it hit Dong Zhuo

out of a dense rush attack.

The audience in the audience was only dazzled, and they couldn't capture Lu Bu's moves at all. The old man stared at Lu Bu intently, and nodded secretly: Fang Tian's painting halberd is a heavy vein device, and it generally takes the route of strength, like Lu Bu, who dances like a light spear, but does not lose his strength, it is indeed rare in the world. His personal talent is important, but so is the subtlety of his external skills. Well, by the way, although he has never seen this move, how can he feel a sense of déjà vu?

The old man was puzzled, and he had a faint bad premonition, but he couldn't say the origin of this feeling.

Dong Zhuo sneered, and raised the butcher's knife to resist as if nothing happened, and completely defused Lu Bu's tidal attack. Occasionally threw out the Black Flame Meteor Hammer, making Lu Bu scramble, and the advantages were clear at a glance.

Dong Zhuo's tricks don't seem to be subtle, and they can even be described as "simple", even a third- or fourth-class junior pulse master can learn them casually. His two veins went straight and forth, coming and going a few times, and many times repeatedly. But only the old man in the field could see that this was a back-to-basics realm.

Seeing Dong Zhuo's relaxed appearance, the audience all shook their heads: the gap is too obvious, and Lu Bu will definitely lose.

But Lu Bu still insisted. He withdrew two zhang and untied the dragon tongue bow again, releasing three arrows at a time, for a total of fifteen arrows. On the way to the arrow, he kept an eye on Dong Zhuo, and was ready to pounce as soon as there was a vacancy.

The bow and arrow are still full of lethality, but the other party is not Li Ru. At this time, Dong Zhuo was full of firepower, leisurely shooting down golden arrows, and attacking Lu Bu step by step.

"Enough playing, Lu Bu, you can die!"

Dong Zhuo suddenly shouted, and the Black Flame Meteor Hammer burst out with a swarthy black gas, and threw it towards Lu Bu with a devastating momentum.

Lu Bu raised his halberd to block.

One, two, three...... Every time Lu Bu blocked the Black Flame Meteor Hammer, the golden light on Fang Tian's halberd dimmed a little, and the person took a step back. By the time of the fifth stroke, a trace of blood had already appeared at the corner of Lu Bu's mouth, and it had become disheveled.

"Ah~"

There was a sudden scream in the field, and the voice was hoarse. Diao Chan had already walked out of the sedan chair, and when she saw Lu Burusi's miserable condition, tears fell like rain.

"General Fengxian, leave me alone, you can leave quickly!"

Although Diao Chan has not forgotten the divisive plan, a man worked hard for himself and fell from the highest place in the world, which greatly increased her favor and pity for Lu Bu. In the case of such a disparity in strength, his actions were undoubtedly sent to death, and at this moment, Diao Chan suddenly moved his heart of forbearance, and only hoped that Lu Bu would leave quickly.

Without waiting for Lu Bu to answer, Dong Zhuo sneered and said, "Let's go, can he go?" Diao Chan, watch carefully how your husband kills Lu Bu, and then you can be your queen with peace of mind!"

Just when Dong Zhuo was slightly distracted, Lu Bu saw the opportunity and shouted:

"The God of War Halberd Method, invincible in the world!"

Faced with a battle situation with no chance of winning, Lu Bu issued a special move. "Invincible in the world" is naturally not only famous, in fact, when this move was issued, Lu Bu had already surpassed the boundary of the seventh rank, and even the invincible Dong Zhuo was rarely dignified.

Lu Bu stood proudly and swept away the decline. Fang Tian's halberd was so golden that people couldn't open their eyes. Not only is it imposing, but its size has suddenly become larger, and there seem to be several phantoms between the flashes, and it seems that the phantom is its essence. After this, the huge halberd head of Fang Tian's painting halberd had already slashed towards Dong Zhuo with an unparalleled momentum.

The flying sand and rocks in the field, the Flying Bear Army and the hundred officials, who had a low cultivation, covered their eyes and retreated a few steps, and they were unwilling to let go of the earth-shattering battle that was rare in a few lifetimes, so they had to move their fingers half an inch away and peek through their fingers. Jia Xu, Hua Xiong, Sangong and others, who were higher in cultivation, also felt that their breathing was not smooth, and they were nervously waiting for the result of this blow.

"Good time!"

Dong Zhuo praised Lu Bu for the first time. Under normal circumstances, no one would choose to meet such a powerful trick head-on. But Dong Zhuo was obviously not an ordinary person, in fact, from the very beginning of the battle, he showed his determination to completely conquer Lu Bu with absolute strength. Now he stood still in place, his clothes blown to the sound of hunting, but his face was indifferent. Just when everyone thought that he had to fight back with a special move, he suddenly took a horse step, and the two pulse weapons blocked in front of him, and he wanted to block Lu Bu with ordinary moves.

Jia Xu's mouth was dry, and his palms were sweaty. On the one hand, he was glad that the domineering lord had finally returned, and on the other hand, he faintly felt that he was a little too big.

Fang Tian's halberd raised its momentum to that of his sister in a short sprint, and the next moment, it first collided with the butcher's knife in Dong Zhuo's left hand.

"Bang!"

There was a loud crashing sound between the two pulses.

"Peng!"

Dong Zhuo's feet slammed into the ground, and his fat body was trying to lean forward.

A sharp scraping sound sounded, and the butcher's knife was slashed aside by the strong impact, almost causing Dong Zhuo to lose his balance.

In the first round of the contest between the special move and the ordinary move, Lu Bu won!

Dong Zhuo didn't care, readjusted the lower position, and the Black Flame Meteor Hammer was handed up steadily. His movements are slow, and his watch is very focused, like a high-level mechanic working on a masterpiece of the world. His fat hands were steady, his eyes were unblinking, and his nostrils were wide open, revealing heavy nose hair, and his face was oily. It was rude and funny, but no one in the audience was amused, for almost every one of them was like this, even sticking out their heads and glaring, like ducks choked by the neck, waiting for the final result of the blow.

The only one who had predicted the outcome was the old man next to Liu Xie, who shook his head and muttered, "No, it's still almost ......"

Who the hell is he talking about?

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