The topic returned to the Weiyang Palace in Chang'an. In the place where Lu Bu and Zhang Chen and Zi and duels, there was no chance of life within a radius of 100 meters. Whether it was the elite of the Dong family or other Dong family troops and imperial guards, the officials of the court, maids and eunuchs, or even the Bingzhou cavalry, they either ran away early or were wiped out by Lu Bu's move, or were killed by the lightning just now. After all, even the Bingzhou cavalry was only demonized by the bronze ghost face secretly made by Lu Bu. They were not considered as the ranks of cultivators, nor did they have the most cultivation treasure black armor worn by Zhang Chen, or the several layers of defensive talismans on Zi and the cultivation physique they already possess to resist this heavenly power.

While Lu Bu was supporting and waiting for his physical strength to recover, two flashes flew in front of Lu Bu and Zhang Chen. The dazzling light made it difficult for Zhang Chen to see the appearance of the visitor clearly. Could it be that aliens came at this critical moment? The original chaotic times in the late Han Dynasty were originally reminded of some other mysterious fields because of the emergence of the cultivation world.

However, it was obvious that Zhang Chen was thinking too much. An old man with half-black and half-white hair walked out of the falling white light with a golden gun that could not be seen clearly. After a few breaths, he could see a figure who seemed to be half-squatting in the center of another white light. It turned out to be an old man with a hunched back and holding a short blade in both hands. Despite this, Zhang Chen could still feel the momentum of the old man was very terrifying. He could tell at a glance that he was a tough guy who took human life.

"You are Zhang Chen? It seems that Shindoko's eyes are not very good." The hunchbacked old man glanced at Zhang Chen who was lying on the ground. At that moment, Zhang Chen felt as if he had been staring at the poisonous snake. He was originally in a state of great pain, but his whole body felt like he was dispersed. Someone didn't know where a force appeared. Zhang Chen stood up under the old man's vicious eyes, and picked up Dong Zhuo's machete to protect him. Although his body was still covered in bruises and painfully, the strength from somewhere could clearly feel the meridians contained in the epidermis. Although it could not suppress the pain, it seemed to have endless power, which made Zhang Chen very happy and confused.

But just when Zhang Chen saw the inexplicable smile on the face of the hunchbacked old man who had just turned his back to him, he knew in his heart that it was this old guy who was doing it. However, he had not suffered any harm since the old man appeared. Instead, he possessed this strange power. It seemed that the old man who came from was a friend but a enemy.

"I didn't expect it was you, Lu Bu." Perhaps it had been discussed before coming. When the hunchbacked old man took care of Zhang Chen, Tong Yuan came to Lu Bu with a gun in his right hand, pointed at Lu Bu who was squatting on the ground and recovering, and said condescendingly.

"Hmph, Tong Yuan." Lu Bu raised his head, his face was extremely pale. The two words "Tong Yuan" were said in pain. In Lu Bu's red eyes, there was no such arrogant look, and only the anger and murderous aura of meeting enemies.
Chapter completed!