Chapter 693: The Strongest Martial Artist
Just as Lu Bu was thinking about it, Zhang Jue used space magic to send Merlin away. Just as he was about to thank Lu Bu, Lu Bu chopped him with his halberd.
The blue-green light reflected on Zhang Jiao's face, making it look so green.
Zhang Jiao regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Why was he pretending to be so arrogant just now? He could have just left. Now he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
"Call the wind and rain, drive the thunder and lightning!"
Zhang Jue had no choice but to use his special skills. The rolling thunder and the blue-green light collided with each other, and Zhang Jue's heart turned cold.
According to his understanding, if Lu Bu could chop out such a horrible thing in the first strike, then there must be a second strike. However, he is now exhausted, and if he is hit again, he will be dead.
For an immortal, dying at the hands of a world-breaking god is such a terrible thing.
Zhang Jue blew himself up without saying a word. It was humiliating, but it was better than losing his life. He could also use this cause and effect to convince Lu Bu to work for him in the future.
“Hahahaha~”
After Zhang Jue self-destructed, Lu Bu laughed wildly and swept forward again, wantonly venting his own terror.
The third strike completely eliminated Zhang Jiao's self-explosion and previous traces, allowing plasma to directly cover the entire sky.
After three consecutive attacks from the plasma sea, not to mention the terrifying destructive power of the plasma itself, the extremely high heat generated by it alone has evaporated the nearby water in an extremely short period of time.
If it weren't for the Three Talents Barrier, wildfires would have already started around Luoyang.
Altria on the ground was sweating profusely, but the sweat was evaporated directly by the ubiquitous high temperature.
He was hit hard by those three blows just now. I guess even if he had Avalon, he would have to die here today.
Fortunately, the unlucky guy helped him withstand the first three attacks, and she didn't have the energy to think about why a competition turned out like this.
But now that she had avoided the most terrifying attack, her dignity as a king no longer allowed her to voluntarily admit defeat and surrender.
Lu Bu's first three attacks were the most powerful, and his momentum was visibly declining. This gave Altria an illusion that maybe I could withstand the next attacks and save the last bit of face of Great Britain?
You have to know that except for the draw with Scathach, the other three games were all miserable defeats. They are Great Britain, also a great empire. Do they have no face left?
“You have great courage!”
Lu Bu looked at Altria on the ground with approval, then raised his Fang Tian Hua Ji and chopped her down with a grim smile.
The blue-green plasma sea erupted again, and it was far more terrifying than the previous three times.
At this moment, Lu Bu was so excited that he could not help himself. His first three attacks were extremely violent, directly releasing more than half of the essence of heaven and earth. Lu Bu was finally able to control the remaining power, so this attack of his not only did not weaken , but became even more terrifying.
Altria did not cause any ripples and was directly covered by the pool of blue-green light.
The originally extremely solid mental image was chopped into pieces almost in an instant. The traces of the past left by Lancelot and others were meaningless in the face of Lu Bu's plasma sea, and they dissipated one by one in front of Altria.
"Round Table Council, Thirteen Restrictions - Lifted!"
"This battle is a battle for survival!"
"This battle is a battle against someone stronger than yourself!"
"This war is not a war against humanity!"
"This battle is not a battle against the elves!"
"This battle is a battle against evil!"
"This battle is not a battle for selfish desires!"
"This battle is a one-on-one battle!"
"This battle is not a battle that goes against honor!"
"In this battle, we must fight with the brave!"
"This battle must not be fought against the good people!"
"This battle is to save the world!"
The thirteen constraints were quickly released one by one, and Altria was horrified to find that the thirteen constraints, which had originally been somewhat conflicting, were all satisfied at this moment.
You know, even she herself couldn't completely remove her thirteen constraints, and could only rely on acting to achieve the removal of the constraints.
As a result, at this moment, before Altria had time to think about what the hell Lu Bu was, the blue-green plasma sea had already arrived.
"Shining in the Gun of the End!"
Altria thrust her spear out, but was soon submerged in the sea of plasma again.
"The king on the opposite side is not going to be Huihui!" Xiahou Dun said with his mouth twitching a few times.
Why did a friendly exchange match turn out like this? Should we say that it was Lu Bu who took action?
But the problem now is what to do next. He was the king of an empire. If he really died at the hands of Lu Bu, I'm afraid the two countries would be at war to the death.
Xiahou Dun was even considering whether to take the initiative and chop off the British envoys nearby.
Xiahou Dun looked at Zhao Yun, and Zhao Yun understood what he meant.
"No, he won't die. At most he's seriously injured. It shouldn't be a problem as long as we rush over to treat him. He won't die for sure," Zhao Yun said solemnly and shook his head at Xiahou Dun.
He knew more. Their next strategy was to form an alliance with Great Britain, develop the prairie, and go on a sea expedition to the east. They couldn't mess around at this critical juncture.
"He won't die!" Dian Wei on the side also gave his own evaluation. Lu Bu's moves were fierce, but not enough to directly kill such a strong man.
Especially since Lu Bu has stopped, he should, probably, maybe not die.
Especially at the last moment, the opponent's combat power increased dramatically, estimated to be thirteen times, and Lu Bu should not be able to kill him.
Xiahou Dun nodded and said nothing more, but stared closely at the changes on the field.
Since two top masters had said so, he put those little thoughts back in his heart.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
After feeling the decline of Altria's life breath, Lu Bu laughed wildly. He once again felt the joy of overwhelming the world and killing his opponent with one blow.
The majesty of the world's number one military general and the tyranny of the strongest man in the world once again returned to Lu Bu. At this moment, Lu Bu was extremely excited, and the Fang Tian Huaji held tightly in both hands seemed to feel Lu Bu's mood, and dazzling golden light emanated from it wantonly.
The sun was still in the sky, but Lu Bu was emitting amazing light and heat as if he had replaced the sun.
At this moment, Lu Bu was still shoulder to shoulder with the sky.
Rome, Kushan, Parthia, Australia, South America, North America, all places in the world felt this terrifying force.
The heaven and earth were silent, the wind and clouds stagnated, and all the strong men seemed to feel Lu Bu’s declaration to the world.
Wenhou Lu Bu is the pinnacle of martial arts and the strongest person in the world.
Various sentiments are rising around the world, some are dissatisfied, some are frightened, and the reactions are mixed.
But all the strong ones remembered this domineering aura, because it was really domineering, so domineering that they could not ignore it even if they wanted to.
