Han Guo's heart trembled, but before he could lift the sword, the rain curtain was like something was lifted away. The screams of the air being torn apart, and the rain that had originally hanged like a thread in front of him actually made Han Guo feel like he was spinning!

It's like the world is rotating!

And in the center of this rotating picture, Fang Tian’s painting halberd broke out of the air, and rushed directly to Han with a rain pillar!

Han Guo struggled forward and slashed out with one knife!

Cut the wind!

Cut the rain!

Kill people!

It was like the small village back then, like the one he had to cut with all his strength every day, like the one he cut when he was facing the wolf king's pounce!

"clang!"

In the heavy rain, weapons and swords intersect.

A wave of force that seemed to be endless suddenly came from Lu Bu's Fangtian Painting Salute, causing the sword in Han Guo to almost fly out of his hand!

Fortunately, Han Guo had tied a cloth strip to the sword in advance, and tied it to the hilt of the knife with his hands.

The sword did not take off his hands, but his arms were still sore and numb, as if every bone and every muscle were trembling and moaning.

Han Guo took a deep breath and held the hilt with both hands with all his might. But as soon as he held the hilt tightly, a strange scream sounded in his ears. The rain curtain in front of him once again rotated and turned into a storm!

When the weapons intersected again, Han Guo's arms numbed violently, and the force like thunder penetrated into his body, thrust like a stick, sucking Han Guo's body and hitting his internal organs.

Han Guo only felt dizzy and had a severe pain between his chest and abdomen. A mouth, a bloody color erupted from his mouth!

In the rain curtain, a pair of burning eyes seemed to drive away the water vapor around it, leaving only violent anger. Lu Bu's tall figure was already standing in front of Han Guo, and a few words were uttered coldly between his lips and teeth, "Just you?"

Then the sound gradually expanded, rolling in the world like thunder, accompanied by rain, "Just you dare to challenge someone?"

As the last word fell, a sharp and powerful wind slashed directly at Han Guo's head like lightning falling from the sky!

There was no way to hide, Han Guo could only grit his teeth and raise his sword to block it.

"clang!"

Although the sword was refined for hundreds of times, it still could not withstand the sudden huge force. During the third collision, it burst out from it with the sound of metal and iron clashing, and broke into two pieces.

"winter……"

Han Guo was also shocked by this blow and flew backwards, smashing it to the ground, making a dull sound.

Splashes everywhere.

Han Guo felt that all the bones on his body seemed to be moaning in pain, and the world seemed to be spinning. The dark clouds and rain seemed to be pressing directly on his face, pressing on his body, making him unable to even move. His hands burst into tears, and blood spread in the rain.

"Just rely on you!"

Lu Bu roared and filial piety, and Fang Tian’s painting halberd fell straight down!

Han Guo also howled, towards the sky, towards the Fangtian Painted Ridge that fell like thunder, and tried hard to raise the half-parted sword tied to his hand!
Chapter completed!