A Weird Theater That Started In London

cough--

The strong, slippery smell of blood poured down the nasal cavity into the throat, without even thinking about it, you knew it was blood!

Instinctively, Lu Xu coughed.

Every time I cough, a viscous fluid gushes out. It is the blood of the Yellow Turban Thief, but some of it flows down the throat into the esophagus.

As a Baishi official in charge of thieves in a county, Lu Xu naturally killed people, but it was the first time that he drank blood, but instead of feeling sick, he laughed madly:

"Dogs and rats, the whole world will kill them!"

Before he finished speaking, the five yellow turban thieves rushed up with knives. The leader was a middle-aged man with a flat and short moustache. He looked quite heroic and had nothing to do with farmer Tian Nu.

"Some came to see Jun Lu for a ride."

With that said, this person rushed up, one step ahead of the other four, came to Lu Xu, and stabbed the long sword in his hand.

This scene fell in Lu Xu's eyes, and his blood gas surged in an instant, a torrent of heat hit his eye sockets, and his temples jumped violently.

Without any hesitation, he raised the knife in his hand and chopped it down.

"Your mother and maidservant too!"

Amid the scolding, blood was splashing.

I saw a flat head raised high, his expression still staying at the moment before his death, hideous, crazy, and stunned.

He couldn't have imagined that a Baishi official who was over 40 years old could be so vigorous.

"As the pavilion chief, eating corn from the court, he has the face to rebel..."

Lu Xu spit on the corpse, and blood dripped down the blade, dyeing the cloth wrapped around the handle of the blade, making the palm of his hand slippery.

Subconsciously, he took a bit of strength to prevent the weapon from being released. At the same time, he looked forward, staring at the four people in front of him, and asked:

"Dogs and rats, where do you come from?"

In Lu Xu’s eyes, the Yellow Turban thieves are no different from livestock. Perhaps, among them, there are poor people who have to fight back, but most of them are gangsters. More good people who have food to eat have been displaced, and they will rebel together with them——

If it doesn't comply, it will be used as military rations.

Everything is seen with my own eyes!

Unfortunately, the four Yellow Turban thieves did not move.

The sky is dead, and the yellow sky is standing.

This is the last words of the great wise teacher before his death, which proves that the destiny has been changed. In addition, Guo Qushuai said that if he becomes the emperor, all the brothers will be the high officials of Qianshi, and will no longer have to nest in the countryside and make a living by plunder.

For this reason, let alone killing officials, even the homeless poor, they can do it.

Unconsciously.

The shouting and killing ceased, and this meant that more than a dozen officers and soldiers had no survivors, and only Cao Luxu, a thief in Pingtao County, remained.

Needless to say, dozens of Yellow Turban thieves took the initiative to surround them.

"Kill! Give my brother his life!"

After the tiger roared, Lu Xu jumped forward, like a sharp knife pierced into butter, invincible, only one person, but he shouted out a mighty force.

laugh!

A head fell to the ground.

Without waiting for Lu Xu to think about it, a spear pierced from the slanting ground and thrust it straight down his ribs.

He hurriedly turned sideways to avoid, and the yellow turban thief let out a grin, filled his wrists with full strength, and shook his spear like a snake, thrusting a blood hole straight into his chest.

Almost the same time.

There was a bit of cold light in Lu Xu's pupils, he couldn't take care of the others, so he hurriedly avoided.

The sound of breaking wind came from the top of his head, and he wiped the scarf, and his hair was instantly scattered.

And a burly yellow-turbaned strongman came in the blink of an eye, and the broadsword slashed down with the sound of wind and thunder. Fortunately, Lu Xu had never wanted to die, so he hurriedly set up the ring sword and blocked it.

But it is limited to this.

Half of the blade broke at the sound, and the big sword of the yellow-turbaned warrior was inserted into the neck at the next moment and slashed along the way. The tip of the blade was covered with minced meat, and blood spewed out.

"The thief Cao under the sect, the officer of Baishi, can get ten gold in exchange." The yellow turbaned man was panting, his face undulating and cursing: "His grandmother, this dog official is really strong, otherwise I can take him Split into two pieces."

After speaking, he pulled out the hatchet, but because the blade got stuck in the bones, he couldn't pull it out——

The gray hooves smashed into the snow, through the turf, splashing snow, dust and gravel.

A riding bow drawn into a full moon was released.

call out!

Arrows roared, and in an instant, a blood hole appeared in the throat of the yellow-turbaned warrior.

If it weren't for his cheap father who was still lying on the ground, Lu Li couldn't help but want to compliment:

What a handsome arrow!

At this time, the thin-bearded young man showed his sharp edge, inserted the bow riding back into the skin, and straightly pulled out the ring head knife, with the blade facing outward, and rushed to the place where the remnants of the Yellow Turban gathered.

The voice came from far away--

"Take Lu Jun to the encirclement, behind my palace."

Before Lu Li could answer, there was a shower of blood.

This...is underestimated?

Sweeping his gaze to the front.

About thirty farmers with yellow turbans on their waists have different levels of weapons: spears, hatchets, homemade short bows, hoes, rakes...

Lu Li didn't even think about it, but he rushed up with a pat on the horse, Zheng worrying that there was nowhere to gain fame, and to weigh the Yellow Turban thief's strength, someone would come to deliver pillows.

[Transformed bloodline strengthens the hidden appearance]

Horseshoe galloping.

Click!

Immediately, he squeezed the wine flag on the ground and instantly broke free from the restraints and appeared in Lu Li's hands.

Next, the unilateral massacre began.

If the thin-bearded youth is reaping lives with combat skills and constantly walking, then Lu Li is crushing with brute force and reaction speed.

After all, with three weeks of preparation time, it is not easy to learn how to ride a horse. As for the training of martial arts, who can do it quickly?

This is not an online game, you can understand it instantly with a little use.

However, in front of absolute power, everything is bells and whistles.

Lu Li held the wine flag with one hand, and sent it forward. With thousands of kilograms of force and the horse running under his hips, he could use it.

For a time, the blood mist rose, dyeing the fox fur behind him.

After the guard Zhou Jun slit the throat of a Yellow Turban thief, he glanced quickly and couldn't look away anymore.

When he was 16 years old, he was able to lift a tripod and was regarded by the pavilion chief as a homely courage. He was introduced to the county thief Cao Lujun~www.readwn.com~ and then accepted the solicitation. Although he only serves as a guard on weekdays, he is actually a guest. For three meals a day, I saw meat all at once, and no one dared to be arrogant to myself.

There is naturally a sense of arrogance in my heart.

However, as soon as I saw him today, his own prince was so vigorous, I am afraid that those generals who understand the spirit of war are nothing more than this, right?

While he was stunned, a two-meter-tall yellow-scarved man looked at his companion who was lying in a pool of blood. He was stunned, raised his weapon above his head, and raised his trombone:

"The sky is dead, and the yellow turban is standing!"

"I am in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!"

Immediately, bursts of yellow smoke rose up, and the sound of broken bones broke out one after another. The remaining three yellow turban warriors climbed up, and the originally exaggerated muscles expanded again, like brass.

"Finally started to be interesting..."

Lu Li uttered a shock, pulled the rein, turned his horse's head, and greeted the guard:

"Take me, Aweng, don't go back to Pingtao County, go south, and go to Fenyang to meet!"