The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

His body spun in synchronicity, and with every turn, there was a loud bang in the air.

"jingling..."

A series of crisp beating sounds resounded densely like rain hitting a banana leaf.

Fang Tian's painted halberd was swung in Lu Bu's hand so that the water couldn't get in.

"what....!"

However, Gao Zhi, who was the attacker, felt that his gun seemed to be pierced on a piece of iron felt. The huge recoil twisting force made him feel that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and his figure was no longer affected by it. Control, paused the offensive.

Lu Bu took the opportunity to flick his backhand, and Fang Tian's painting halberd, which was spinning like a fan, suddenly stopped and turned into a red glow, which swiped diagonally from the lower left to the upper right corner.

Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand slashed towards Gao Zhi with a loud whistling sound.

"Not good!" Gao Zhi murmured secretly, holding the spear in front of his chest, looking at the opponent, his whole body tensed up, his muscles gathered, and he stabbed out in the same way.

"Clang~~!"

With the halberd in his hand, Lu Bu gently brushed away Gao Zhi's spear that came at the same time, turned the halberd around, and released the force attached to the spear to the side as well.

Immediately afterwards, the offensive and defensive momentum changed instantly!

Lu Bu's Fang Tian painted a halberd, slashing and slashing again and again, just like the water of an endless river, wave after wave.

Although there is no such momentum as before, it seems to be endless.

Only Gao Zhi smiled wryly, but even if it was a competition, he couldn't back down easily, they were cute and there was no reason to give up the upper hand.

Therefore, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, continue to accept moves, and support them hard.

Of course, he had no intention of giving up.

On the contrary, in Gao Zhi's heart, he was still secretly thinking about how to deal with Lu Bu.

Lu Bu's offensive just now seemed to be continuous, but it still needed a pause for breathing.

And at that moment, it was his opportunity!

He only needs to block this move, and he can launch a counterattack!

Now, what he has to do is to last until the moment when Lu Bu takes a breath!

After more than ten moves, Gao Zhi gritted his teeth, his face flushed slightly, he forcibly received Lu Bu's falling halberd, grunted, and took a step back.

Finally, there was a flaw in Lu Bu's offensive.

good chance!

Gao Zhi's eyes were filled with joy, he seized the right moment, slowly raised the spear in his hand, let out a roar, kicked his feet on the ground suddenly, the spear merged into a shooting star, and rushed towards Lu Bu.

At this moment, Gao Zhi's spirit immediately concentrated like never before.

The blood in his body rushed up at this moment, and he seemed to have suddenly reached a state that he could never imagine.

"Snapped……"

The muscles on his body suddenly boiled like an explosion, as if a tenth-level typhoon suddenly blew around him.

That body, which is not considered tall, actually exudes a momentum of engulfing mountains and rivers.

Great stride, shooting star.

Spear, go out.

The tip of the spear was burning, and Gao Zhi danced the iron spear more and more violently.

He knew that the gap between himself and Lu Bu was quite obvious, so he planned to try to suppress him before Lu Bu broke out.

As Gao Zhi's aura became more and more agitated, his moves became more and more fierce, and every time he hit Lu Bu's vital points, he even seemed to forget his life and trade his life for his life.

But, unfortunately, the result was still the same.

He still lost!

Although the anger that Lu Bu suggested can slightly increase the fighting power, it is not a long-term solution after all.

At the critical moment, it is still the body's own foundation and accumulation that is to be fought.

If fighting spirit, confidence, and emotions are useful, then why do you need to practice martial arts every day and hone yourself day and night?

After all, reality is not as warm as fairy tales. Subjective emotions, in many cases, cannot overcome objective facts.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, Lu Bu raised his hand, and when the gunmen touched each other, there was a sound of gold and iron.

Even though it was only a split second, the spear in Gao Zhi's hand continued to move forward, stabbing at the mountain-like figure in front of him.

But what Lu Bu needed was this little bit of stagnation, he stretched out his hands, grasped the tip of the spear, and blocked the momentum of the spear.

Huge and incomparable pressure immediately gushed out like a sea tide.

Gao Zhi shot straight into the sky like a cannonball, pouring out all his mighty force into the air, and there was no place where he could put any force to make him feel extremely uncomfortable.

His figure was held up in the air by Lu Bu in a daze, and the next moment, he was slammed to the ground again.

With a bang, Gao Zhi fell heavily to the ground, propped his palm on the ground, and coughed a few more times, the boredom in his heart felt better.

In Lu Bu's hand, he held Gao Zhi's spear tip. There was nothing he could do about it. The gap in combat experience between the two was still like a huge gap, which could not be crossed in a short time.

"Huchi...huchi~!"

Gao Zhi didn't choose to get up again, but stopped, the sweat dripped down one by one, and fell apart on the floor, turning into tiny drops of water, and when they gathered too much, it became a pool of water stains.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

The panting sound was severe, and the lungs were burning, as if a flame was burning.

This is too much physical energy consumption. Gao Zhi has long been used to this feeling, and he began to breathe rhythmically. With his adjustment, the burning heat in his lungs began to dissipate, and his physical fatigue weakened.

Gao Zhi, who was sweating profusely, had "crackling" joints, and his muscles, bones and skin were shaking.

Yes, although qi and blood can increase physical strength, it does not mean that qi and blood are equal to physical strength.

The fierce fight lasted for less than half an hour. Even Gao Zhi, who recovered his breath faster than ordinary people, gradually felt a little exhausted.

As for Lu Bu?

Well, forget it, this monster is just beginning to have a tendency to pant, much stronger than Gao Zhi.