Chapter 546: Devil's pace

Lu Bu is a powerful general he recruited. Lü Bu contributed a lot to him being emperor.
Since ancient times, there have been three British battles with Lu Bu. One can imagine how brave Lu Bu was to kill the gods.
But now that his mind was dismantled, his heart was completely panicked, even desperate, and his face became completely pale.
"You...who are you?"
"I said, talking to a dying person is a waste of tongue!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Zheng's mouth, like an invincible demon.
It was also at this time that only Lu Bu, who was in armor, walked in slowly from outside holding Fang Tian's painted halberd.
His complexion was a bit solemn, his eyelids twitched slightly as he smelled the blood in the field.
Wang Zheng also showed a sneer when he saw the person coming.
Lu Bu, when I saw him for the first time, he should be like a reckless man.
His armor seemed to be very heavy, and even if he held the halberd painted by Fang Tian in his hand, it made people feel a sense of slaughter. From this, one could see how powerful Lu Bu's murderous aura was.
However, Wang Zheng ignored Lu Bu, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a wicked smile, and walked towards Lu Bu step by step.
"How come a dog thief, dare to commit a crime?" Fang Tian painted a halberd in Lu Bu's hand, and his evil spirit radiated from himself.
The Xiliang army who was swarming, saw Lü Bu yelling, and stood upright.
"The dog thief should be you?" Wang Zheng smiled.
"Presumptuous! Dog thief, take your life!"
At the end of the speech, Lu Bu was holding Fang Tian's painted halberd and immediately rushed towards Wang Zheng. His entire complexion was dignified, and his murderous aura overflowed.
His every move drove the Xiliang army in the field, and they all said in unison: "Go on, kill the dog thief!"
Such a majestic atmosphere made Wang Zheng couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
Fortunately, it was him. If he was replaced by another person, he would definitely have no life to leave this hall.
"The one who wants to kill me has not yet been born!" Wang Zheng sneered, ignoring the momentum of Lu Bu and the Xiliang Army, and walked forward step by step.
Dong Zhuo behind, seeing that Lu Bu could not shock Wang Zheng, his expression sank completely.
He knew that Wang Zheng, who came here, was an expert, and in a rage, there was no one to stop him, and he could make blood flow in the entire palace without even making a move.
With such strength, now he is not afraid of the power of Lu Bu, and he must be confident.
"War God Wushuang!" Lu Bu roared, and the man and Fang Tian painted a halberd into one body, rushing straight forward with an indomitable momentum.
"No loss is the God of War! Even Zhang Fei of Shu Kingdom can't match it. It takes three heroes to defeat Lu Bu. It really is not a boast! But you met me and you are destined to have no way to survive!" Wang Zheng smiled , Ignoring the mighty power radiated by Lu Bu, still walked towards Lu Bu step by step.
The shocking Lu Bu and the group of guards were completely shocked at this time.
Because they found that as Wang Zheng moved forward step by step, they felt an unparalleled pressure that prevented them from moving forward.
Even the breath that they finally gathered together quietly dissipated at this moment, unable to condense again.
As Wang Zheng walked towards them step by step, they only felt that there seemed to be a drum of war, which rang in their hearts, so that their hearts couldn't settle down, and they couldn't be refreshed.
Like: The devil's pace!
"The result of opposing me is a dead end!" Wang Zheng walked forward step by step in the steps of the devil.
He didn't have any extra actions, but the remaining power that frightened the common people had been embedded in his footsteps. He was not the same type of person and could not resist it at all.
Lu Bu, who was in front of him, suddenly stopped the difficult steps forward, and the pain on his face was fully revealed.
Immediately afterwards, his face was pale, he spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood, knelt on the ground with both knees, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd with one hand.
He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't do it!
"Damn it! Where is the evildoer here?" Lu Bu gritted his teeth and asked hardly.
"You shouldn't know my name, because - you are not worthy!" After Wang Zheng finished speaking, he suddenly stepped on the floor.
Only a tangible gas was seen, which suddenly spread out.
The first rush was followed by Lu Bu. He was already kneeling on one knee. Under the sweep of the gas, he fell completely to the ground, with blood constantly overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
Behind him is a group of Xiliang army.
Their fate was not far from Lu Bu's, and even worse than Lu Bu's.
The heads of the few people in front of them died suddenly, and the blood was sprayed in the air, like a rain of blood.
The people behind are also very different, with blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths, slowly falling to the ground...
This is the end of a unilateral massacre!
"Lu Bu, wake up!" Dong Zhuo saw Lu Bu fall to the ground, and he had no master.
"He? He will never wake up!" Wang Zheng raised his mouth slightly, revealing an evil smile.
"Don't kill me, I can give you a lot of things, I can give you the beauty, money, and power you want, please don't kill me!" With a stomach like a wine barrel, Dong Zhuo became completely frightened.
It is said that Dong Zhuo is a wine immortal, three pots are not drunk, the more he drinks, the more sober, the more he drinks, the more vigorous.
But now, he hasn't drunk, but his mind is so clear, because he knows that the person in front of him is not something he can resist.
"Sorry, I'm not interested in what you said!" Wang Zheng smiled, ignoring the Xiliang army who rushed in again, and walked towards Dong Zhuo step by step.
As the devil walked up, Dong Zhuo seemed to hear his heart beating rapidly.
Every beating seems to be splashing with blood, touching the surrounding organs to expand.
As Wang Zheng's pace became more and more rapid, Dong Zhuo's heartbeat speeded up unexpectedly. When you look outside, you can see his belly beating rapidly.
Wang Zheng is still walking towards Dong Zhuo, every step he strikes against Dong Zhuo's heart like a huge hammer.
When he was ten steps short of reaching Dong Zhuo's face, he only saw Dong Zhuo, and the whole person died suddenly, splashing blood in the air.
A protective shield appeared invisibly around Wang Zheng's body, blocking out the splashing blood, and then slowly falling to the ground.
After the sudden death, Dong Zhuo's body became dry, suddenly turned into a skinny person, and slowly fell to the ground.
The Xiliang army who came in behind and wanted to them was completely shocked at this moment.
Everyone's complexion was extremely solemn, and his legs trembled.
"Ghost!"
"Everyone, run! This ghost is terrible!"
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