The halberd that suddenly drew out carried infinite domineering.

Except for Ning Buqi, who had been paying attention to Wen Hou's breath, none of the other people present expected Wen Hou to wake up so suddenly, and as soon as he woke up, he drew this violent and terrifying halberd.

In the blood, this halberd swept quickly, and those masters of the factory who had just arranged the instrument didn't say whether they could react, even if they reacted, but when the halberd was drawn in front of them, the domineering spirit had already made them unable to make the slightest response.

Wenhou Lü Bu's domineering was unmatched during the Three Kingdoms period.

Guan Gong is such an arrogant person, and he did not hesitate to fight with Zhang Fei in the Tiger Prison, even if Liu Xuande stepped forward, Guan Gong did not have the slightest opinion.

That's just because Guan Gong understands that any of the three brothers fighting alone is definitely not Wen Hou's opponent, and they can only be a dead end.

And now, the person who is regarded as an opponent by Wen Hou has no possibility of being compared with Guan Gong.

Of course, the masters of these things factories are also top-notch, but how can they compare to Wenhou Lu Bu.

Ning Buqi didn't have the slightest intention of helping.

The halberd slashed, and the eight people who approached were suddenly cut through their waists.

When the upper body hit the ground, these eight people didn't even feel the trauma they had suffered, and they were slightly stunned before these eight people let out a terrible scream.

It's just that no one has the heart to pay attention to them at this time.

A blood-red figure was slowly coming out of the blood-colored energy.

The two long feathers of the three-pronged hair purple and gold crown moved without wind, the beast-faced chain armor flashed with a cold cold glow, the delicate lion was extremely burly with the body of the future person, and the red brocade robe fluttered behind him with the pace of the comer.

This figure was holding Fang Tian's painting halberd in one hand, and the painting halberd that had cut eight people at once just now was turned upside down by him, and as he walked out of the blood-colored energy step by step, the cold glow on the painting halberd almost made people feel suffocated.

This time, no one dared to underestimate this was obviously Wen Hou's figure, and the faces of the two old men in the factory were even pale.

Such an existence is said to be a monster, but in fact, it is afraid that it is already like a god.

Ning Buqi looked at the figure that walked out, and his eyes changed slightly.

This momentum is very strong, strong enough to make anyone in this world fearful, but this made Ning Buqi change his original thoughts, such an existence, maybe killing it directly is not enough for him to have the greatest benefit.

The current Ming have so much arrogance that they will not compromise with anyone at all.

Ning Buqi's heart was spinning rapidly, and his brain began to think, but the appearance of Wen Hou made his understanding of this world rise to a higher level.

The strength of the Ming in this world is not known how many grades higher than the United States in his first life.

In that world, although the United States is the only one, none of the five common senses is easy to mess with, and even the United States cannot say a word.

However, the Ming Dynasty in this world, although the colonies have almost retreated, however, at present, there is no so-called United Nations in this world, and the Ming Dynasty is still a monopoly.

Even, as long as the Ming Dynasty is willing, it can still unify the world again, but at this time, the people of the world have awakened, and the Ming Dynasty can be together with the world, but after this unification, the only thing that can be obtained is the ruins of the world, and it has to continue to meet the guerrilla warfare of countless people around the world.

It's better to be the boss of the world like now.

Such a world boss, who can still turn the whole world into a Ming country at any time, how can he compromise with a person casually, just Ning Buqi's last life, in the movies of the American imperialists, the American imperialists have never compromised with Superman.

Although it was a movie, it also subconsciously illustrated the psychology of the American imperialists, and now, Daming's mentality is afraid that he doesn't know how much more than the American imperialists.

"Wen Hou, dare to fight ......"

Ning Buqi looked at Wen Hou and slowly spoke.

Starting from Wuchenghou, Ning Buqi had already recognized that although these monsters turned into heroic spirits had spoken evil words, their sanity had not been lost.

Sure enough, as his words came out, the figure that walked out of the blood-red energy looked over.

"It's a good opponent, it's just that your opponent shouldn't be me, I took Wu Chenghou's knife, I think Wu Chenghou will want to fight with you......"

The halberd slashed backwards, and the violent energy swept through, and behind, the instrument that had just been arranged exploded, and a pitch-black figure immediately appeared out of thin air.

"Wenhou ......"

A deep voice sounded, and the pitch-black figure slowly got up, and suddenly, the figure's eyes saw the long knife behind Ning Buqi.

"Pine Ancient Lake ......"

The tyranny swept away, and the pitch-black figure stepped forward, and strangely appeared in front of Ning Buqi over a distance of dozens of meters, and grabbed Ning Buqi behind with a big hand.

Furious, swift, although this pitch-black figure was once captured by the spirit guard, it was obvious that his strength was definitely not weak.

The eyes of the two old men in the East and West Factory contracted, one Wen Hou had already made them feel tricky, and now, Wu Chenghou had also been released, and the guardian spirit was directly destroyed, but they felt fear.

"This knife was given to Emperor Chongzhen by you, and now, it belongs to me......"

However, in the next second, the hand of the pitch-black figure was grasped by Ning Buqi, and the huge power dissipated instantly, and the whole pitch-black figure was nailed in place.

"Your own will, this knife, needs to kill you after you fall into the demon......"

The sword flickered, and Ning Buqi's long knife slashed towards the pitch-black figure, the pine pattern ancient dian knife, Sun Jian's family heirloom knife, and now, it was finally used to kill the monster that Sun Jian's heroic spirit had turned into.

The sword instantly slashed through the void and then landed on top of Sun Jian's head.

Wu Chenghou is a master, but obviously he is more than one step worse than Wen Hou, and now, he is also more than one step behind Shang Ning Buqi, and he can't dodge this knife.

However, although this knife Wu Chenghou couldn't dodge, Ning Buqi couldn't easily kill him, next to him, a painting halberd was inserted violently, but it was Wen Hou who shot in time.

"You really have what it takes to fight me......"

The hoarse voice, the halberd shook violently, and the rotating force swept towards Ning Buqi's wrist, and the subordinates who were holding Wu Chenghou quickly let go, Ning Buqi's other hand had already pulled out the pine pattern Gudian knife, and the long knife met fiercely, and then collided with the painting halberd.

There was no loud sound, and then, a ripple visible to the naked eye spread out violently like a ripple of water.

Next to him, the figure of Wu Chenghou, who had just been freed, shot out violently, and the faces of the two old men in the East and West Factory changed, and they shot out backwards with a roar without the slightest hesitation.

"Retreat, retreat quickly......"

These two old men are also the elites of the East and West Factory, but they can see that the ripples are the aftermath of the impact of Ning Buqi and Wen Hou's power, and this kind of aftermath from a master like them, ordinary masters are afraid that it is not better than being directly slashed by a sharp blade.

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