V7.Chapter 8

"It's a pity that the hermit king died very cowardly. He defeated the city father and was killed by coachman Zhuang Jia on his way to escape."

At the moment, Lu Li, sitting in the corner, no longer acted as an outsider. In the eyes of everyone, he slowly stood up and looked at the black faced man with fixed eyes.

Cold light.

The ring head sabre in your hand has been scabbard.

There are some things that can't be solved.

The black faced man and Lu Li's eyes were not frightened. Instead, they smiled and stood up: "now in this world, do scholars and scholars who don't touch the Yang spring water begin to kill?"

"You smell of blood and the rune paper of my Taiping Road."

Then he pulled out a long knife from the haystack behind him. It seemed that he was too lazy to disguise.

Hearing the speech, Lu Li made a buzzing sound in his head.

Just now, when he was taking salt, he accidentally took out a folded Rune paper from his bag.

Thinking of the scene at the beginning, the black faced man was afraid to have stared at himself long ago.

At this point, Lu Li tightened his hand and whispered:

"Pingtao Lu mengming."

Under the influence of the times, the environment and film and television dramas, Lu Li reported his identity and stared directly at the opposite.

I feel like I'm going to announce my name.

Seeing this, the black faced man took out a yellow scarf and tied it to his forehead. He said in a loud voice:

"A certain surname is Pei and his name is Yuan Shao. He is the general of heaven. Zhang Jiao will be there!"

"At the invitation of Qu Shuai Guo Tai, help him win the original public pavilion. You are willing to help..."

Without waiting for him to finish, the guests who were baking next to him ran out of the pavilion in a hurry and shouted: where is the pavilion long and the yellow scarf thief.

Sure enough, the people of Qianshou didn't ask much. As long as they had something to eat, they would be as diligent and docile as an old cow.

Maybe he noticed Lu Li's puzzled eyes. He grinned and said with regret, "I can't grasp the chance to enjoy their happiness together."

"As for you, if you are willing to join the yellow scarf army, I can decide for Guo Tai and let bygones be bygones."

“……”

This guy's name is a little familiar. I seem to have heard of it somewhere.

Besides, what's wrong with his brain?

Or do you really have confidence?

As soon as the idea appeared, it was pressed down by Lu Li. He no longer thought about it. It turned into a remnant in an instant. The ring head knife suddenly broke like spring thunder and swept towards the head of the black faced man.

Generals with names and surnames, understand the soul of war!

Can't drag.

Therefore, Lu Li didn't answer, let alone leave his hand. The wind lowered the fire in the ground stove. Suddenly, the light of the pavilion became dull.

The next moment, the blade touched Pei yuanshao's neck. Even though Lu Li was used to the big scene, the corners of his mouth still rose unconsciously.

Head down

Suddenly, a yellow light flashed.

Lu Li subconsciously withdrew, twisted his waist, and swung a half circle in the empty space.

Because, at the moment when the knife fell, Pei yuanshao disappeared, and there was a strong wind behind him.

Dang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the ring head knife collided with the other party's knife. Lu Li stumbled. He couldn't help but step back and stabilize his figure.

"Great strength."

"Are you not a Confucian?"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Then, the passionate sound of gold and iron continued to reverberate in the pavilion. Lu Li's face was full of killing intention. The quenched blade fell like a mountain avalanche. It was fast and powerful. What about the elegance of a scholar?

The wind is blowing.

The three fires lit in the pavilion were wildly distorted, and the light became more and more dull, pulling the two shadows very long.

Unfortunately, just a few breaths, Lu Li

It fell into the downwind——

His nose was filled with a strong smell of blood. He felt that something was stuck in his throat, and there were many gaps in the ring head broadsword, which was likely to be broken in two in the next cut.

"You're exhausted."

Pei yuanshao's face was calm, holding his cold Sabre obliquely.

Against the fire, Lu Li vaguely saw a layer of yellow smoke lingering on him.

[warning! Reason reduced to 35%, reaching the dangerous value]

[warning! Reason is approaching 35%, reaching the dangerous value]

At the same time, the soul binding bolt hanging on his neck issued bursts of warnings, and the voice echoed in Lu Li's mind, but Lu Li chose to ignore it.

Because he needs the power to turn the situation around and the power of will to the limit.

The next moment, glowing red light gushes out of the body, like breathing, rising and weakening.

Finally, under the examination of Pei yuanshao, general of the yellow scarf army, it was completely stable.

The red flame seemed to put a layer of armor on Luli, which also stabilized the ring head broadsword that was about to collapse.

"Come again?"

Pei yuanshao put away his frivolity and said, "you still can't do it."

"The only way to live or die is to try."

Lu Li looked cold and rushed up again.

It's only one step away from understanding the soul of war. If you survive this level, you'll get something!

Pei yuanshao, who was steaming yellow smoke on his body surface, suddenly disappeared in front of him.

"Heaven is dead, and the yellow sky should stand."

Whispers echoed in his ears, but Lu Li had no time to pay attention.

Chop, pick, stab, knock

Dao Guang kept on. He could barely keep up with PEI yuanshao until

The cold long knife cut across.

Dang!

The ring head knife was broken, and Lu Li's tiger mouth was burst with blood marks, as if it had been twisted by something.

But he had no time to take this place into account. He stepped back. Almost at the same time, the blood in his lower abdomen soared, emitting steaming heat. The 20 cm long hole almost cut Lu Li into two sections.

If he didn't withdraw in time, Lu Li would end up like that ring head knife.

"People who have never understood the soul of war will never know what kind of transformation will take place based on this field."

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Li.

Except that one of the cuffs was cut, Pei yuanshao was unharmed and still in high spirits.

Lu Li finally saw what the war spirit was. After the thick yellow smoke dispersed, a virtual shadow attached to each other's back and closely connected with it.

"If it weren't for the guidance of the great virtuous teacher, there would be no today. I just hope that more people can understand the doctrine of my Taiping Road and join in. Now Guo Tai raises an issue..."

Seeing that the situation had been settled, Pei yuanshao resumed his nature. After inserting the long knife back into the scabbard, he read it again, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.

In addition, in his eyes, Lu Li, who still had one breath, was not much different from the dead.

As long as Lu Li dies, no one can stop him at the original public pavilion.

"Pei yuanshao, I remember..."

Suddenly, a whisper sounded.

Lu Li, holding the remnant blade, completely ignored the ferocious wound on his lower abdomen and stared at the black man in front of him, with no reduction in his killing intention.

At this moment, he finally remembered who Pei yuanshao was.

In the romance, after Guan Yu passed the fifth pass, he met a group of mountain bandits who blocked the way to rob red rabbits and horses.

[Duke Guan stopped his Sabre and immediately untied his beard bag and gave him a long beard to look at.

He got off the horse, pulled his head, and the son of Guo Chang worshipped and presented himself to the horse.

Guan Gong asked his name and said:

"A surname is Pei and his name is Yuan Shao. Since Zhang Jiao died, he has no owner and has the right to hide here."]