"... All I want is your life."

Xiao Bingyi had his bloody eyes and tried his best to stab the long sword with various spells into Lu Bu's shoulders as much as possible. Every time the red blood water soaked in the inscription on the sword, a spell would work. If it was stabbed into the vital point by the magic sword in Xiao Bingyi's hand, all kinds of spells would be exposed, even a dragon would soon die. However, Lu Bu in front of Xiao Bingyi grabbed the sharp sword body with his left hand and pulled out one bit by bit. He seemed not to be weakened by the influence of the negative black magic.

"What annoying thing. You are not worthy of dying after all, by my ghost magic or the seven-strike of purple thunder. In my eyes, you can't even compare to your mount." Influenced by Lu Bu's words, Xiao Bingyi almost couldn't control his eyes and turned his gaze to the side. He saw the black dragon Angry Flame, who had just been sent out to block Lu Bu, was half lying there. There was a huge wound on his tough body from the side of his neck to the left wing, and even his internal organs could be seen... With such injuries, Angry Flame could no longer fly.

Although it is a purgatory demon dragon that can transform the hellfire, Lu Bu just got one of the seven purple thunder strikes when he was shocked and angry, and directly injured the half-fire demon dragon Rage Flame. Under the pure martial willpower of the ghost and god Lu Bu, which almost destroyed everything, the general sense of the flower trick is meaningless, and the half-fire element of the rage flame cannot be transformed. From the perspective of the path of cultivation, Lu Bu has entered the relative end stage of the general level, and with absolute strength of the height, it crushes the cross-sectional changes at all heights.

At the moment when Xiao Bing was distracted, the next moment he felt a high-speed shell hitting his chest and abdomen, and then he "flyed" backwards. He felt that his eyes were blurred and black as he flew backwards, but there seemed to be a terrifying whisper in front of Lu Bu that seemed to be close to his ears: "The third halberd. The heavy rain fell and the soul flew away."

The highest achievement of the standard gun technique of the Han Dynasty was hit by heavy rain. If a practitioner could not break through the limits of gun technique and integrate into his own artistic conception and emotion, then this "storm" move is basically the highest achievement of a gun technique general's cultivation throughout his life. However, even at this level, there are only a few generals in the entire Han Dynasty. If they reach it, they can be called the master of gun technique. Anyone is a cruel character who can kill thousands of people with one against a hundred.

However, although the "Storm" spear technique is not ranked in the martial arts system of the general Lu Bu. At this moment, the power is still incredible under Lu Bu's full force. In an instant, Fang Tian Hua Ji madly assassinated, drawing a natural mysterious trajectory in the seemingly messy disorder. It directly enveloped Xiao Bingyi, who was kicked away by Lu Bu and had no power to fight back. As long as it hits, it will be a rainstorm that is about to be scattered and his soul will be scattered, and Xiao Bingyi's body will be directly blown to pieces.

"Devil...Devil...I'm going to die. I'm going to die...Give me strength.Give me strength." Time seemed to have slowed down. Xiao Bingyi watched the gun qi swept through the sky roaring like a deeper part of his heart. However, there was nothing, almost certainly, and he could not get a response.

The devil of Purgatory perfectly followed the contract between them. Xiao Bingyi transformed it into a purgatory knight at the cost of his own soul after death, and had the authority to harvest the souls of all planes in exchange for power. However, if Xiao Bingyi had no soul to convert and pay, the devil of Purgatory was not obliged to borrow free of charge... Or, it is now more looking forward to Xiao Bingyi's soul sinking into the deepest part of Purgatory and truly completing the soul contract that he signed between them.

Seeing the gun as the heavy rain shot to death, no power surged out from the soul contract mark deep in his heart. At that moment, Xiao Bingyi was really desperate.

"My life is over..."

With such sighs, an inexplicable sense of powerlessness surged all over the body, and long-standing memories flew in my mind. Xiao Bingyi closed his eyes and gave up struggling, quietly waiting for the arrival of death. However, the next moment, he did not feel the extreme pain that teared his body and mind. No soul sinks into hell and howls in the endless hellfire, but instead hits into his ears a scathing but extremely familiar dragon roar.

The moment before Lu Bu's third halberd "storm comes and souls fly away" was about to strangle his master, the black dragon Angry Flame struggled and waved its broken wings and dragged its internal organs and slid on the ground, blocking between the two. The Iron Painted Steel is so sharp and terrifying. The power of the "storm attack" driven by the unparalleled ghost and god Lu Bu is so terrifying. In almost a moment, Angry Flame was beaten into ragged and broken flesh and blood, and its huge and heavy body hit the ground, but the black eyes were still staring at his master, and a painful whine sound came from his mouth.

Blood splattered on Xiao Bingyi's cheek, making him feel a sense of warmth. Sitting on the ground, watching Nu Yan fight for himself with his body as a shield, it was as if he was stupid.

At this time, Hulao Pass had been truly breached. The coalition of princes and Dong Zhuo's troops began a fierce street battle like a flesh-and-blood grinder. The soldiers died in the roar. Even weaker generals would be smashed into meat paste by huge throws from flying stones. The valuable war horses were running wildly at this time. There were also some wailing around their master who had already died in battle, touching them with their noses, hoping that he could stand up again...

A painted black Dayuan horse ran by. Xiao Bingyi stared at the black eyes of Lu Yan in a daze. However, the next moment he turned around and grabbed the reins on the neck of the black horse beside him, and fled up without looking back. Looking at the master's back as he escaped further and further away, the luster in Lu Yan's eyes gradually faded away, allowing his heavy body to fall on the cold and hard ground, and the hot blood spread.

"It's such an ugly thing, let me die." Lu Bu, who looked at the black dragon beast in front of him, turned around and returned to Diao Chan's side and turned over.

Seeing such a dirty "thing", Diao Chan also knew that Lu Bu was in a bad mood. She gently squeezed her soft body into Lu Bu's broad and sturdy embrace. She gently tapped the shadow that had turned into small spots in the distance. The charming and beautiful girl smiled gently and said, "General, do you think that person... looks like a dog running away in the panic?"

"I have a dog that I have hundreds of times stronger than him. What's more, in front of me, Lu Bu, can I escape if I want to?" Taking off the big bow on the side of the neck of the Red Rabbit Horse, Lu Bu's ape's arms stretched out. The next moment, a powerful arrow pierced through the wind and snow and ripped the space and shot it away. He hit the target, and the black shadow on the horse's back suddenly rolled down and fell off the horse without a sound.

Lu Bu originally wanted to ride a horse to cut off the despicable villain's head, but when he thought of the beauty in his arms and the army who was already at a disadvantage, he hesitated for a moment and turned his head back to the front line of the battlefield. There was even more need for the unparalleled ghost and god Lu Bu.

The gorgeous white snow like goose feathers, accompanied by the cold wind, was covered on Xiao Bingyi and Fu Yan's body, as if it was a heavy ending...

At the same time, Luoyang City, the ancient capital that the Han Empire had been peaceful for hundreds of years, was now trapped in a terrifying wave that swept through... A alchemist outside the city played a blood-red jade flute, leading tens of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghost soldiers to surround him. This is the evil method of Taiyin, a method of chaotic life based on the law of death.

"Ding, the power of a coalition forces on the side mission helped the coalition forces of the princes gain an advantage within three hours of the Hulao Pass attack. The mission has been completed, and the Zhongzhou team Xiao Bingyi, Tang Duoduo, Evil-Bijian, Zhang Heng... and ten people rewarded 1,000 reward points.

Ding, the second side mission, the fall of the pass, helping the coalition forces of the princes to break through the Hulao Pass within one day, the mission has been completed. The first person to climb to the head of the Hulao Pass Zhongzhou team Xiao Bing is rewarded with a D-level branch plot of 3,000 reward points, and the entire Zhongzhou team rewards 1,000 reward points." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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