The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

For a while, Gao Zhi seemed to be able to touch a higher level, but that layer seemed to be separated by a thin film. Although Gao Zhi could feel it, he couldn't touch it. ?

"Too deceiving!"

Dong Zhuo roared, and his arm changed from flesh and blood to deep black in a moment.

Cloud-shaped spots of light radiate from under the skin, and the skin becomes like a transparent film.Vaguely, there was a foul stench of corrosion.

It was the pungent smell of blood!

The black air in the right hand did not restrain itself, it exploded violently, forming a glaring black ball, and hit the head of Wang Yue who was killing him in front of him.

zizi...

The black sphere suddenly enlarged, covering Wang Yue and a large area around him, and the air was filled with a disturbing and dangerous atmosphere.

Wang Yue was startled, and quickly tilted his head back, but Dong Zhuo took advantage of the situation and punched Wang Yue's abdomen hard.

This blow was brutal enough.

Seeing Wang Yue gliding upside down for more than ten feet, crashing the land of the huge place, he stopped his castration, leaned on his long sword and knelt on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, Gao Zhi, who was gaining power, also never expected that Dong Zhuo's sudden rage drove Wang Yue back, and he was burying himself in front of Dong Zhuo.

But he didn't expect Dong Zhuo to have taken precautions. While avoiding the point of the gun, he hit Gao Zhi's abdomen with an elbow with his backhand, and then he clenched his left hand to follow up and pressed against Gao Zhi's chest.

"Squeak..."

After a tooth-piercing sound of gravel, Gao Zhi was also repelled by more than [-] feet, and fell to the ground hard, unable to move.

The battle is far from over!

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the dizzy Gao Zhi stood up reluctantly, saw that his body was half-bent, and he took a deep breath, the thick aura on his body rolled violently like boiling water.

In the endless white smoky air, one can faintly see a fierce beast like a white horse baring its fangs and roaring in a low voice.

Throughout the life of a warrior, it is nothing more than making a name for himself in the killing, making contributions in the killing, and finally dying sadly in the killing, dying at the hands of the opponent.

This is a fate, it belongs to the fate of generals, even if it is a long-time victorious general, he will also usher in his own failure.

Gao Zhi raised his head, and as he and Wang Yue retreated one after another, Dong Zhuo's pressure was once again borne by Lu Bu alone.

Dong Zhuo was also crazy, with jet-black qi burst out from his whole body, every muscle tensed up, he fought with Lv Bu without dodging or evading, if Lv Bu punched him, he kicked back Lv Bu, and Lv Bu gave him a kick , he returned the mallet.

As the saying goes, the east controls the west, and one thing falls one thing. Perhaps, between the two of them, there is destined to be such a life-and-death confrontation.

...

On the side of the mountain, under the cover of the shade of the trees, Diao Chan is wearing a light yellow silk dress, sitting on a wooden sedan chair carried by four people as if she is sure of winning.

She was leisurely and unaffected in the slightest. She sipped the tea in the teacup elegantly, and looked at the corner of the side with great interest, where four men were fighting in full swing.

"Hehehe, let's fight, let's fight! A bunch of stinky men can only fight and kill without thinking, but it made me watch a wonderful show!"

Diao Chan's red lips curled up slightly, it seemed that all of this was in her calculations.

550 Seven Dong Zhuo's End ([-])

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The battle between the four of them lasted for more than half an hour.

Gradually, the situation began to become clearer.

His breathing was extremely short, his arms seemed to be filled with lead, and it was very difficult to lift them up. His lungs were like being cut by knives, and every breath was extremely painful.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Dong Zhuo was panting with difficulty, his scarred body straightened as much as he could, even in the face of an invincible enemy, he was unwilling to lower his head or bend his waist.

At this time, the surrounding area has changed drastically. The soil and rocks have collapsed and sunken, the trees have been blackened and caught fire, and the earth seems to have been baptized by shells.

In the air, the remaining gunpowder smoke swayed from time to time, and the crackling sound made everyone down the mountain shrink their necks with lingering fear.

To be honest, Dong Zhuo was in a trance at the moment when they confronted each other just now, thinking that he was delusional.

He seemed to have a feeling of returning to the time when he first came to the battlefield.

But even so, he is still holding on, unwilling to call others. In his opinion, his own strength can still suppress the opponent, and the current disadvantage is just temporary bad luck.

luck...

?Everyone talks about luck, but they don't know that sometimes luck is also a part of strength. ?

No matter how powerful a person is, if he lacks a little luck, he will die unexpectedly. There are countless heroes throughout the ages like crucian carp crossing the river.

But among them, how many heroes who are rolling in this big river, just a little bit of luck, can jump over the dragon gate and become Jackie Chan, and when they achieve real success, they will fail, and they will regret forever if they make a mistake!

The same is true of Dong Zhuo today, he is stubbornly not wanting the support of his generals, and he is also under the influence of some kind of "luck".

In fact, for Dong Zhuo, Gao Zhi alone is not so difficult to deal with, and it doesn't even matter if Wang Yue is added. The key is that there is a more difficult guy like Lu Bu.

This is not a simple calculation of addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, where one plus one plus one equals three. Three powerful people who have been exposed to the divine way get together, even if it is Dong Zhuo, it will be difficult to bear it for a while.

Of course, if he wants to fight hard, Gao Zhi and the others will also suffer unspeakably.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by Dong Zhuo's charge again, there was a sound of bone shattering, and Wang Yue's clothes burst open with a bang, and he could even faintly see a burst of strength coming out of his back.

"Pfft!" Unexpectedly, Wang Yue only felt a sharp pain in his chest, but before he could react, Dong Zhuo was already close to his body, and a knee hard pressed against his abdomen, kicking him a few feet away.

Immediately, he took a few more steps, grabbed Gao Zhi's long spear, and punched Wang Yue ruthlessly, causing Wang Yue to writhe in mid-air, and fell to the ground with a thud, vomiting blood again and again. .

Looking at Dong Zhuo's indifferent gaze, Wang Yue smiled bitterly, his eyes were still vaguely full of shock, he looked at the bloody wound on his waist in disbelief, and felt the heart-piercing pain constantly coming.

With this blow, he lost most of his strength!

However, Dong Zhuo did not relax, on the contrary, he suddenly felt his right eyelid twitching uncontrollably.

During this period, I even felt heart palpitations for no reason, and the cold air spread up the spine like a poisonous snake.

At the same time, Gao Zhi also drew forward, because he obviously also noticed that Dong Zhuo's breathing was extremely rapid, and it was obvious that the other party's physical strength was exhausted.

it's time!

Lu Bu secretly winked at Gao Zhi, and then Fang Tian kept dancing with his halberd in his hand, forcing Dong Zhuo to raise his saber to resist.

After receiving Lv Bu's hint, Gao Zhi understood, leaving behind a hazy afterimage a few steps behind Dong Zhuo, with a movement of the spear in his hand, the tip of the spear pierced Dong Zhuo's waist suddenly with a burst of energy.