"Puff... howl..., plop... ho..." Suddenly, a small strange sound came from the mouth of the fallen war wolf.
However, the Baibo yellow scarf is not unique to Yang Feng.
Forcibly receiving the full force of Tu Hoang's ax, Cao Chi's blood and energy slightly shook, then calmed down, but accidentally his horse shot back.
Gao Zhi shouted, hugged his horse and jumped away, then turned around and shot, stabbing to death the enemy who had lost his target.
After all, everyone is a relic of the Yellow Turban, so why are you orthodox?
Back and forth, several consecutive attacks, all under Truong Lieu's command, all returned unsuccessfully.
But Cao Chi himself couldn't feel it, the bloodthirsty feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.
Now, after a night of drying, the blood had coagulated and stuck to Cao Chi's face, adding to the look of horror.
During this time, I felt that my strong body was at a complete disadvantage.
A pair of tongues fluttered, spitting out thick flames. It was a snake like a fierce beast, extremely long, its entire body red, from a distance it looked like a round block of flame jade, extremely large and diamond-shaped. His pupils were filled with violent and bloodthirsty murderous intent.
Furious and angry, Xu Huang disregarded his defeat on the battlefield, rode out and rushed towards Gao Zhi.
Then, cold light flashed in Cao Chi's eyes. He took a deep breath, true energy circulated in his body, his chest rose high, as if he wanted to swallow the sun and moon, absorb the stars, stop for a moment, suddenly. suddenly opened his mouth.
The dense arrows, full of life, crashed into the layers of swords, shields, and ice air that Xiahou Dun swung, creating a sharp and clanging sound.
First appeared in the Spring and Autumn Warring States period, at that time bronze tiger images were used as military transfer papers issued by the central government to local mandarins or garrison leaders, called tiger amulets.
Seeing that Van Chieu appeared again to block his plans, Lu Bo couldn't help but say with a gloomy face: "I just don't know if your strength is as powerful as you said, so powerful!"
Three days have passed since Cao Cao sent the letter.
Because people always have a kind of inertia, always thinking that there are things you don't need to do yourself, there will always be someone to do it for you.
With an army of tens of thousands in Xiliang, plus tens of thousands of Luoyang troops annexed, Dong Zhuo's mobile force has exceeded 200,000, there is no doubt that he is currently the number one warlord in the world .
However, for Lu Bu, such a sharp attack was easily avoided.
It wasn't until midnight that the doctors coming and going gradually stopped, and the lights in Wen Hou's villa also gradually dimmed.
Dong Trac enjoys the pleasure brought by power, and also enjoys the pleasure brought by beauty. To him, this is no different from the dual satisfaction from spirit to body, the realization of his dream in a simple way. warm.
It's just that Cao Chi's eyesight is so good now, and although the bald man's sword is not weak, it is still far inferior to the one Lu Bu and the others used to fight.
It's better to kill the threatening person with the gun in front of you first, then come to you, the talker, and settle the score!
“Poof!!!” The cavalry general who spoke first spat out a mouthful of blood, vaguely mixed with internal organs.
The enormous force continuously penetrated the air with a powerful explosion.