The old man in gray robe knew that even if he rushed forward, he would die in vain. He understood that at this moment, there could only be one person in the entire "Ghost Face Cliff" who could compete with this young murderer.
Thinking of this, the old man in gray robe did not dare to stay in the formation anymore, turned around and fled to the "Treasure Hall" behind the training ground.
Lu Zhan's autumn wind swept away the warriors who had been dispersed into chaos like falling leaves.
At this time, he saw the old man in gray robe running towards the "Treasure Hall" behind the training ground, so he shouted: "Old dog wants to leave? Take your life!"
He kicked off his legs and flew straight up, chasing the old man in gray robe.
The old man in gray robe had already run to the red lacquered door of the "Treasure Hall" with a wooden sign bearing a gold ingot pattern. He wanted to move reinforcements, but the door was still closed.
He suddenly heard the sound of strong wind behind his ears, and when he took a peek, he saw Lu Zhan rushing towards him like a fierce tiger. The old man was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his arms in front of him, hoping to block the opponent's volley.
A punch.
Lu Zhan rushed towards him with momentum, and hit the gray-robed old man's arms with his sharp iron fists!
A heart-rending scream, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, completely shattered the bones of both arms of the old man, and with the remaining energy still in his body, he continued to hammer forward, deflating the chest of the old man in gray robe, and smashed the old man's chest.
His body flew away, and the red lacquered door behind him was heavily knocked open.
The body of the old man in gray robe knocked open the door, and together with the many sawdust engraved with gold ingot patterns scattered on the door, it slid inward for another five or six feet before falling to a man sitting in the center of the lobby, wearing black armor.
, in front of the feet of a tall middle-aged man wearing a large black cloak.
The armored man obviously didn't expect such an accident to happen. First he blinked his little eyes in shock and stared at the body of the gray-robed old man at his feet. It wasn't until he blinked for the fifth time that he let out a vicious tiger-like roar from his mouth.
Roaring: "Which son of a bitch dares to come to my Treasure Hall to act wild?"
This armored man is one of the legendary thirty-six rebels of the Chu Empire, the leader of the "Ghost Face Cliff" village - General Duobao.
This general loves treasures very much. He has a hobby, which is to hide in the "Treasure Hall" to admire the treasures he has collected. And when he is admiring his treasures, he does not want to be disturbed by anyone, not even knocking on the door.
allow.
This is because he has a secret of collecting treasures, and he cannot let anyone discover his secret.
Once, three drunk men rashly pushed the door into the "treasure hall" while he was admiring the treasures, and accidentally discovered the secret of his treasure collection. They were killed by him on the spot, and even the screams were heard.
They were not allowed to speak out and disturb the other minions.
From then on, as long as he closed the door in the "Treasure Hall" and hung a large wooden sign with gold ingots carved on the door, he would send the most serious signal to the outside world: "No disturbance is allowed, otherwise you will be shot without mercy!"
At this time, no one dared to touch that door with a finger, even if something devastating happened outside.
This was the reason why Guimianya, the leader of the army, General Duobao, had not yet appeared since Lu Zhan had killed him with blood.
When Lu Zhan went to kill Guimian Cliff, he happened to encounter General Duobao hanging his sign behind closed doors.
In addition, the old man in gray robe was overconfident, thinking that with the "Panyun Iron Tower Formation" he had put in several years of hard work, he would definitely be able to stop the attacker.
Unexpectedly, the formation he had carefully trained was crushed into powder by Lu Zhan's iron fist in an instant. When he realized that he was facing a master who might have reached the realm of Qi Condensation, he thought of calling the police to General Duobao, but he failed.
It's too late.
Lu Zhan punched the gray-robed old man away and walked proudly into the "Treasure Hall".
The light in this hall was dim and the doors and windows were closed.
The tables, chairs, cabinets and cabinets placed in the hall are just ordinary furniture. There are at most a dozen Taishi chairs and the coffee table placed nearby are made of carved rosewood and are considered valuable.
In addition, there are no particularly eye-catching and valuable furnishings in the Treasure Hall. Everything is no different from the homes of those ordinary wealthy locals who live in peace and prosperity, but not the same as what is on the plaque in front of the red lacquer door.
Comparing the hanging golden "Treasure Hall" signboard with glittering light, it gives an eye-popping sense of disparity.
At this moment, in the hall, in addition to the furious General Duobao, there was also a fat middle-aged man with a white and fat figure wearing a large green brocade robe.
The fat man's white, round face was always smiling and smiling even when he was facing an ugly corpse. He looked cheerful, like a hotel manager who had just negotiated a big business deal.
General Duobao kicked away the gray-robed old man's body, and with a sullen face, he stepped closer to Lu Zhan, who was standing proudly at the door.
"You - dare to break in when I am behind closed doors to discuss business. Well - kneel down, cut off your limbs, hand over all the valuable things on your body, and then get out!"
He didn't ask how his men died tragically and how many people had died?
It seems that the Duobao General has nothing else in his eyes except precious wealth, let alone the emotions that normal human beings should have.
No wonder the gangsters in Guimianya always pile up mountains of corpses wherever they go, leaving no chickens or dogs behind. It turns out that their leader has this kind of virtue, he only cares about wealth and not his fate!
Lu Zhan calmly faced the general who was half a head taller than himself and was covered in pitch-black armor, and said loudly: "Gui Mian Ya is at the end of his strength, Duobao, you bitch, you must lie here dead tonight, even if
If you want to get out and escape with your life, you no longer have this chance!"
General Duobao originally wanted to yell a few harsh words, but as soon as the words came to his lips, he was choked by the declaration of the boy opposite him. He just opened his mouth and couldn't utter even a single tone for a while.
He didn't expect that the little guy across from him, who didn't seem to have fully grown hair, could actually speak better than himself - the man who had killed countless people and relied on his status as the nephew of the leader of the 36th Route Anti-Army - Gui Mian Ya
General Duobao is even more arrogant.
On this side of the room, Lu Zhan's eyes moved to the big fat man standing not far away. Seeing his gaze, the fat man quickly opened his hands to him and said with a smile: "Don't look at me, I'm not like this."
People from the Ghost Face Cliff Army.”
Can Lu Zhan believe what he said? After all, the person who dares to say such words directly in front of General Duobao must have his own strength and the forces hidden behind him. He must be General Duobao or even Thirty-Six
The Road Rebel Alliance did not dare to provoke him easily.
Although the fat man looked very friendly with a smile on his face, Lu Zhan could clearly feel an extremely dangerous aura from him with his superhuman Qi sensing.
It seems that the most terrifying person in this "Treasure Hall" is not General Duobao, but the harmless-looking fat man standing behind him.
"Okay, okay..." General Duobao finally said a few good words, stretched his neck, and looked out the door.
"Don't wait for your reinforcements, they have all been wiped out!" Lu Zhan gave a brief explanation.
"Hiss..." With a sound, General Duobao took in a long, long breath of cold air. His facial muscles twisted in an exaggerated way. His big, dark, unshaven face almost looked like this at the moment.
In the extremely dimly lit hall, there was the darkest object.
There is always a brewing process before a large group of rapid bursts of anger; and now this anger that is ready to explode is maintained in the heart and eyes of General Duobao, and it has actually been delayed for as long as two breaths.
It's time to really explode.
"You bastard who can kill you with a thousand cuts! Cut your body into thousands of pieces for me——"
This was the only roar that General Duobao could express his anger when he broke out, but coupled with his naturally tall figure, the momentum was indeed a bit terrifying.
It seemed that there was a sound that shook the sky, and an invisible shock wave hit Lu Zhan's position hard.
Lu Zhan felt that his eardrums were stimulated by a sound like a sharp cone, and an invisible energy hit his chest, almost suffocating him.
This General Duobao was actually able to transform his monstrous rage into a burst of energy that could make his opponents feel tremendous pressure. For a moment, the sound volume of gold and stone in the Treasure Hall was rolling with gusts of wind blades, which was quite a sight.
Power.
but--
Compared to Lu Zhan, who has the help of mysterious crystals in his body and has endless power, he is still far behind after all.
So Lu Zhan only sneered at his sonic roaring attack method, and then swung his palm knife, as sharp as a halberd and a sword, and pierced General Duobao's abdomen.
There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the red-gleaming palm tip poked the opponent's abdomen.
However, it did not cut into the enemy's belly as easily as expected.
His palm, which was as sharp as a knife and filled with red light, was actually blocked by the opponent's black armor.
However, General Duobao was still pushed back a few steps by a huge force. He held his aching belly and shouted to Lu Zhan: "The brat does have some brute strength, but if you only think that you can rely on a
A fleshy palm can pierce my belly, so the level 7 "Black Python Suppressing Mountain Armor" that I worked so hard to acquire will be in vain."
As he spoke, he saw his hand stretching behind him, as if he were touching something. Since there was a black cloak covering his back, it was not clear what he was touching behind his back.
In the blink of an eye, like a magic trick, he grabbed a five-level Hunyuan cooked copper stick that was as thick as an arm.
General Duobao held up the Hunyuan cooked copper rod and roared at Lu Zhan. Duotou smashed the copper rod on his head.
Lu Zhan raised his arm to block, and heard the Hunyuan copper stick hit his arm with a "pong" sound, and it actually bent into a curved "hook" shape.
General Duobao was stunned and cursed: "Damn, you're a fifth-level rag."
He threw the "hook"-shaped copper stick on the ground, then reached behind his back, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed a Spring and Autumn machete that was level 400 and level 6, one foot long and weighing more than fifty kilograms.
He roared violently and slashed at Lu Zhan's neck.
Lu Zhan nimbly dodged the roaring machete, then repeated his old trick, leaping into the air to the top of General Duobao's head, and slashed hard at his Tianling Gai with a flying palm.
Upon seeing this, General Duobao shouted: "You're here just in time." He held the handle of the broadsword with both hands and raised it horizontally above his head, preparing to catch the palm coming down from the air head-on, so as to teach his opponent that he, a majestic general, could
Not vegetarian.
The bloody palm struck the handle of the knife, and with a crisp "snap" sound, the handle broke.
"Holy shit, level six garbage!" General Duobao threw away the broken sword and grabbed two level six Snow Soul Hanyun Swords from behind, which were made from thousand-year-old ice iron on the snowy plateau and refined over four hundred times.
Killing Lu Zhan with one hand in hand.
This time, even Lu Zhan, who had always been calm, could not help but murmur in his heart: "Where did this guy get so many weapons, and they are of such high levels? If these weapons were taken to the secret workshop, I don't know how many pills they could be exchanged for!"
It seems that this great general with many treasures is not just a wasted name, he is really worthy of the name of "many" treasures."
Although he sighed in his heart, the battle still had to continue. His pair of red-gleaming blood palms could already cut gold and crack iron, so he was not afraid of the various high-level weapons that General Duobao frequently brought out.
Not far away, the fat man in a green brocade robe did not take advantage of the two men's full-strength fight to escape. Instead, he stood in a corner of the hall and calmly watched the two men fighting with swords and palms.
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