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Chapter 190: Ghost Lu Bu, blood armor(2/3)

Those disciples of wealthy families have never seen such strange things.

They looked at the Flying Tiger Army whose weapons and armor were all brand new, and they still felt underestimated in their hearts.

Who doesn't know that a truly powerful weapon requires a long period of feeding with Qi and blood to become a weapon?

Compared with those weapons that have been fed with blood for a long time, these weapons that look brand new and sophisticated are actually just silver-like wax gun tips.

All it takes is one head-on confrontation to teach them what it means to overestimate one's capabilities.

But now.

Before the two of them met, these diners first became frightened.

That bloody armor, that helmet that looked like a ghost face.

When the horse's hooves stepped down, the trembling soil was like vibration waves, constantly rushing into their hearts.

Most of the strong self-confidence I had before had disappeared.

People borrow horse power.

The Flying Tiger Army is getting faster and faster.

Seeing that the distance between them was less than a hundred feet.

If they choose to retreat now, they will really be defeated.

There is no longer any hope of a comeback.

The guest of the Zhao family who was walking at the front roared angrily, "You are all afraid of your eggs!"

"This is just some little trick played by Qin Yu. They can't even condense the cloud energy. Are we still afraid of them?"

"If you are thinking of running away now, then you are really in trouble."

"If anyone thinks he can outrun those war horses, I will never stop you. Get out of here now!"

"Brothers, rush for me!"

After the Zhao family guest roared like this.

In the minds of those diners, it was like a morning bell and evening drum ringing.

All of a sudden, their spirits were pulled out of the deep shock they had been in before.

"yes!"

"I still don't know what that bloody armor is."

"Can that kind of thing be cloud gas? Who has seen that kind of cloud gas?"

"If it weren't for the condensed cloud energy, the only possibility is that the other party has a trick on his eyes!"

"It just looks powerful and good-looking. Is it possible that it can really be compared with us strong men with steel and iron bones?"

"Do not make jokes!"

"Kill! Let them see what true power is!"

In an instant.

The fighting spirit of the five hundred customers was aroused.

They also held the swords in their hands tightly and charged frantically towards the Flying Tiger Army led by Lu Bu.

Lu Bu, who was rushing at the front, was holding Fang Tian Hua Ji.

The silver and shiny Fang Tian painted halberd now seemed to be ignited with a layer of red blood flames.

He himself had almost completely solidified the bloody armor on his body.

That chiselled face was filled with fierce murderous intent.

He was silent, just looking at the Zhao family disciple who rushed in front of him, jumped up, and slashed at him with the sword in his hand.

Then he waved his halberd.

"Tsk!"

A sound like tearing silk was heard.

Hot blood suddenly splashed down from the air.

The blood fell on the bloody armor covering Lu Bu's body, and instantly evaporated streams of white smoke.

The white smoke makes him look like a demon!

"Front Arrow Formation!"

"Cover up and kill!"

Silent march, silent killing.

How can those knight-errant disciples who are no more powerful than steel and iron bones resist the attack of these warriors whose minimum strength has already broken through to the true energy realm?

What's more, these Zhenqi realm warriors are still under the leadership of Lu Bu.

Still possessing a spear that is invincible on the battlefield.

One side of the cavalry was charging forward with a spear, its body covered with armor condensed with blood-colored clouds.

A group of infantrymen holding swords only wore ordinary linen clothes in order to disguise themselves as rogues. The rising clouds were still high in the sky, and there was no blessing for them at all.

No matter what the situation is.

None of these hangers-on have any advantages.

The horse's hooves stepped down.

From the first heavy feeling when stepping on the ground, to the dull feeling with some rebound after the horse's hoof steps on it.

To Lu Bu, it was just a sprint of less than one breath.

A team of five hundred customers.

In less than a breath, it was completely penetrated and torn apart from the middle.

"Return to the army and cover up the enemy!"

Lu Bu gave an order, and hundreds of cavalrymen immediately circled around, turned their horses' heads again, and charged towards the team of retainers who had already been pierced once.

At this time, those diners who were lucky enough to be alive were completely stupid.

How could they have imagined it?

How could an opponent who originally seemed insignificant in their eyes become so tyrannical?

They felt it clearly.

When the cavalrymen passed by them, the infuriating energy contained in their bodies caused a terrifying strong wind.

But in that strong wind, they all felt as if they were suffocating.

When did it become such a simple matter to break through the realm of true energy in this world?

How can it be!

They panicked.

What the bloody armor was no longer meant much to them.

Even without the bloody armor.

How could they deal with these hundreds of Zhenqi warriors?

What's more, these people are all cavalry!

Even if they run now, they have no chance of escaping!

Seeing the spears still dripping with blood in the hands of the cavalry, the diners were completely frightened.

"We surrender!"

"Give us a way to live!"

These people shouted without hesitation.

Just one sprint made them lose more than a hundred people out of the five hundred.

They simply cannot bear such a sprint a second time!

No one dares to imagine how desperate they will be when facing that irresistible front.

However, something happened that made them even more desperate.

Lu Bu didn't respond at all when faced with their voices wanting to surrender.

He just raised the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand, and then slashed down fiercely.

Along with a clear crescent moon, it plowed open the ground and rushed towards the diners.

This is where the clarion call for the final massacre was sounded.

At this time, the more than 300 people were still barely supporting them.
To be continued...
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