The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

Dong Zhuo, who hadn't taken two steps, suddenly felt a cold light flash in front of him, and immediately, his right abdomen felt cold, and the pain was unbearable.

His reaction was a bit slow after all...

Compared with the past, although Dong Zhuo has also greatly improved in terms of strength, his vigor is far inferior to that of before. sharp edge.

So now, this sharp blade has been put into a scabbard, a scabbard called power, fame and fortune.

Dong Zhuo was successfully attacked again by Wang Yue!

Wang Yue's sword pays attention to the huge explosive power produced at the moment of drawing the sword.

Its strength and speed are far greater than that of swinging a sword directly, so in the first move, if you hit the enemy first, you can strive for a fatal move.

"Looking for death." Dong Zhuo hadn't raised his breath yet, when he saw Wang Yue throw a sword again, and in a rage, regardless of the limit of his body, he forcibly raised his Qi Gang and blasted out with a punch.

"Om...!"

The long sword in Wang Yue's hand was bent like a bow under the influence of Dong Zhuo's powerful qi, and he couldn't advance an inch, which made Wang Yue have a deeper understanding of Dong Zhuo's abnormal strength.

Wang Yue's right hand is clasped behind his waist, his left hand is clasped backward across his chest, his body is slightly leaned forward and turned sideways half a body position, his head is slightly lowered, his lower abdomen is tightened, and he breathes heavily.

"Huh?" Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment when he felt that the evil spirit condensed on Wang Yue's long sword was getting stronger and stronger.

This starting posture...

not good!

While Dong Zhuo was startled, Wang Yue suddenly yelled, but saw his arm waving, the long sword in his hand.

Suddenly, crescent-shaped colorless sword energy burst out one after another, shooting out towards Dong Zhuo's direction without any trajectory. The number of them was no less than a hundred.

Dong Zhuo's eyes widened, unexpectedly that the opponent still had the strength to fight back, and he was unable to avoid it as soon as he made a move. Wang Yue's swordsmanship was almost unpredictable.

"Stop for me!"

Dong Zhuo roared angrily, pinched the void with his right hand and pinched it suddenly, trying to block Wang Yue's attack, and was about to pinch the long sword in his hand.

Wang Yue sneered, "Dream!"

The long sword in his hand is erratic, like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water, the illusory sword light diffuses out, and he hits consecutively.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

Dong Zhuo's body had more than a dozen blood holes in an instant, and the thin blood threads were completely shredded by Wang Yue's sword light and turned into nothingness before they sputtered out.

Wang Yue became imposing, and with a wave of his hand, sword lights scattered all over the sky, and rushed towards Dong Zhuo's position.

Steady mind, with a flick of the long sword in his hand, it came out like a loach, piercing Dong Zhuo's elbow at a tricky angle.

Although he didn't break the opponent's elbow, it made Dong Zhuo's swinging movement flawless. Wang Yue rushed forward quickly, gathered his energy and punched him hard in the chest.

However, he was not proud of it, because in the next moment, a fierce evil spirit galloped from the side.

Feeling that biting to cold energy, Wang Yue once again had a crisis in his heart, holding the sword with one hand instead of holding the sword with both hands, laying a fine sword curtain in front of his body.

puff!

Like cold ice meeting boiling water, the sword curtain melted and disintegrated under Dong Zhuo's fist strength. Seeing that the opponent's fist was about to be pressed on his chest, Wang Yue also yelled angrily. Without his left hand holding the sword, he clenched his fist to meet it.

The fists of the two had not yet touched, and there was a slight crackling sound. Dong Zhuo was taken aback. He had never seen such a fierce fist, which was no match for Xiajian's sharpness!

But so what?

In terms of the total amount and quality of the qi gang, he has an overwhelming advantage.

On second thought, Dong Zhuo was full of momentum.

Wang Yue has not used his full strength for a long time, and now even his potential ability has been forced out.

Immediately, Qi and blood flowed, and his whole body felt like a wave of heat. His face gradually turned red, and finally, he turned into a fire jade, with hot air rising straight up.

At this moment, Wang Yue couldn't care less about other things. With all his qi and blood crazily mobilized, he shook his right wrist, and the long sword in his hand turned into a bright cold light and pierced straight out. An illusion that is still far away.

Even Dong Zhuo himself was a little dazed for a moment, and hurriedly stretched out his left hand behind his back, trying to catch the edge of the sword.

"Crack..."

The blade of the sword was mysterious, and was stopped by Dong Zhuo. Wang Yue simply clasped his palms with one hand, and quickly raised his spirit and spirit. He was equal to Dong Zhuo's other punch. Hit slowly and quickly.

"roll!"

The black energy spewed out vigorously, Dong Zhuo's strength increased again, and he pressed his palm on Wang Yue's fist like lightning.

boom!

The sword qi exploded, and Wang Yue was knocked back immediately, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the cold air in his left arm was blowing out, and he could no longer use his strength.

"Go to hell!"

Dong Zhuo grinned ferociously, raised his fist, and waited to take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Behind him and in front of Wang Yue, a white glow flashed past, and he waved it vigorously.

The next moment, all the punches that permeated the air were shattered and burst, unable to advance an inch, which shows how fast and precise Gao Zhi's swing is.

Afterwards, Gao Zhi charged for a blow, stepped forward and rushed towards Dong Zhuo again.

"boom!"

Dong Zhuo hadn't stopped yet, the aura he had just burst out was like a fishbone stuck in his throat, he couldn't spit out, and in the hasty resistance, he had time to fight Gao Zhi who was ready to go, and he was beaten His qi and blood surged, and the corners of his mouth suddenly ooze blood.

"Hey! You forced me to do this."

With the impact of the opponent's punch, Dong Zhuo's fat body trembled exaggeratedly twice, he retreated more than ten steps, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised his head and said solemnly.

540 Quad Curb

?Blood-stained Dong Zhuo, combined with a ferocious face, is undoubtedly very terrifying. In addition, he is surrounded by evil spirits. Not to mention ghosts, at least he can stop children from crying.

However, Gao Zhi, Wang Yue, and Wang Yue naturally didn't take Dong Zhuo's cruel words through gnashing of teeth.

Gao Zhi waved his hand and shot, and stabbed hard.

Dong Zhuo, who had just finished speaking harshly, saw the sharp spear point approaching constantly in his pupils, and he hastily turned sideways to avoid it.

At the same time, behind Dong Zhuo, there was also a flash of light, and the extremely faint light of the peerless sword enveloped him!

"Bang!" The voice was muffled. He just wanted to turn around and block the sword light, but when he turned around just now, a blood-stained long sword pierced through his chest, making him freeze immediately. .

"You forgot about me."