Three Kingdoms: King Skin

Liu Feng consciously withdrew from the system, opened his eyes and looked, and was immediately stunned.

There were probably hundreds of people in this group, all wearing yellow scarves, holding long swords or broadswords, and wearing yellow cloth armor, and they were murderous.

The man at the head was riding a war horse and holding a large sword in his hand, and he was looking at himself with strange eyes.

Liu Feng looked down, he was still wearing a Heavenly Demon Chaos suit, no wonder the other party showed a look at the monster.

After all, while this outfit looks cool, it's impossible for anyone to create it in the real world.

He was about to take back his suit and go up to say hello, when the man on horseback suddenly pointed at his knife and said coldly: "This sneak attack on Wancheng cannot afford to be lost, and no outsiders must know about it and kill him." "

Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of people wearing yellow scarves rushed towards Liu Feng with shouts.

"Do you still want to kill people in broad daylight?" Liu

Feng didn't react a little, and looked at the group of people in a daze.

One

of them ran faster, rushed in front of him, and slashed at Liu Feng.

However, how could his inferior broadsword break through the armor of the Heavenly Demon Confusion suit, and the broadsword broke on the spot.

", do you really want to kill me?" Liu

Feng reacted at this time, these people were not talking about playing, they really wanted to kill themselves.

He took a step back suddenly, wanting to stay away from the dangerous terrorist, but his right hand subconsciously waved Fang Tian's halberd.

It's really just a flick of the hand, and I don't even use the skill.

But the sharpness of the Heavenly Painting Halberd in his hand was beyond his imagination.

I saw that the gold and blue Fang Tian painting halberd was like chopping tofu, easily slicing away from the little soldier with the yellow scarf, splitting it in half.

Looking at the bloody two halves of the corpse, and then at the stunned people in the distance, Liu Feng's stomach suddenly turned over and almost vomited.

However, I don't know if he was born like this, or because of the influence of the Heavenly Demon Chaos Suit, he actually controlled his emotions in an instant.

Looking up at the group of people wearing yellow scarves, Liu Feng said in a cold voice: "Don't force me, hurry up and get out of me."

Although his emotions were under control, Liu Feng really didn't want to kill more.

After being stunned for a moment, the man on the horse shouted, "For the sake of the great sage and good teacher, kill!" "

Great sage and good teacher

? Isn't

that Zhang Jiao? Could it be that I have traveled to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the period

of the Yellow Turban Rebellion? And these people in front of me are the Yellow Turban soldiers under Zhang Jiao's command?

Before Liu Feng could react, the hundreds of small soldiers had already brandished their weapons and killed them.

I don't know why, Liu Feng felt a sense of excitement in his heart.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the princes fought against Dong, and the heroes competed for hegemony.

In this troubled era, heroes are born and the stars are shining, which is a desirable era.

And now, he has Lu Bu's legendary skin, the Heavenly Demon Chaos suit, and all of Lu Bu's skills.

This troubled world was simply prepared for him.

He grinned, wicked.

"From this moment on, the battlefield is in my hands. Fang Tian Painting Slash!"

With his loud shout, Fang Tian's painting halberd slashed forward, and a purple light enveloped Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Poof!

Fang Tian's halberd fell, purple light flickered, and seven or eight Yellow Turban soldiers in front of him were split in half on the spot.

At the same time, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Liu Feng's hand flashed with a layer of black light.

Enchantment, this is the enchantment function that comes with the skill Fang Tian Painting Slash.

Seeing that the power of Liu Feng's blow was so terrifying, the Yellow Turban soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then killed again at the urging of the leader.

Fang Tianhua had a cooldown of five seconds, and Liu Feng could only rely on ordinary attacks to kill the enemy in these five seconds.

In five seconds, relying on the passive skill gluttonous bloodline, he recovered five points of physical strength.

"Come again!Fang Tian Painting Slash!"

After cooling down, Liu Feng let out a loud shout and slashed out Fang Tian's painting halberd again.

The purple blade flashed with black light, and several more Yellow Turban soldiers were split in half.

Spikes, it's still spikes.

Moreover, because Fang Tian's painting halberd was in an enchanted state, it actually recovered 3 points of physical strength in an instant.

In other words, this time Fang Tian's painting slash actually only consumed 7 points of Liu Feng's physical strength.

At this moment, Liu Feng had an infinite fighting spirit rising in his heart.

"I will be your nightmare.

He looked at the yellow scarves around him, and there was no fear in his heart.

From the nausea and apprehension at the beginning, to the excitement and excitement now.

He is completing his first metamorphosis in his life.

He brandished the Fang Tian Painting Halberd again, sometimes attacking normally, sometimes casting Fang Tian Painting Slash.

After killing nearly 100 people, there are still 8 points of physical strength left.

At this time, Liu Feng obviously felt that his physical exertion was serious, and his reaction became a little slower.

If you run out of stamina, you will fall into a state of collapse and will not be able to move.

It seems that it is safest to keep your stamina above 20.

Liu Feng realized in his heart, and then stopped using his skills and used ordinary attacks to kill the enemy.

The passive skill Gluttonous Bloodline, which can recover 1 point of stamina per second during normal attacks.

"Keep attacking, he doesn't have much strength left. The

man on horseback noticed that Liu Feng's movements had slowed down, but he never joined the battle.

Perhaps in his opinion, his group of Yellow Turbans would be enough to kill this man in strange armor.

When the time comes, this suit of armor will be his.

Liu Feng brandished Fang Tian's halberd, and his fighting spirit was awe-inspiring.

Although he didn't use his skills, the sharpness of Fang Tian's halberd could still easily break through the cloth armor on the Yellow Turban Soldier's body, causing a halberd to kill in seconds.

With the continuous attack, Liu Feng's physical strength was slowly recovering.

"Fang Tian Painting Slash!" When

the physical strength was restored, Liu Feng once again slashed the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand.

The purple blade flickered, and a halberd killed seven or eight people in seconds.

Fang Tianhua slashed out several times in a row, killing dozens of people again, and his physical strength was still 21.

This time I didn't feel powerless, or slowed down.

Sure enough, as long as you retain more than 20 physical strength, your combat effectiveness will not be affected.

Subsequently, Liu Feng once again killed the enemy through normal attacks, while recovering the consumed physical strength.

After repeating this for a long time, nearly half of the Yellow Turban soldiers were killed by him.

But he was still in good spirits and full of fighting spirit.

"Boss, this person seems to have inexhaustible strength, and the armor on his body is too high for defense, what should I do?"

a yellow turban soldier asked the man on the war horse, and occasionally looked at Liu Feng's eyes full of fear.

The little leader of the Yellow Turban said in a deep voice: "It seems that I have to take action myself." "

It is precisely because of Liu Feng's strong strength that he has not personally taken action, and wants to rely on his subordinates to consume the other party.

It's a pity, according to the current situation, even if all the people under his command die, they may not necessarily kill the other party.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to take action himself.

"Ride!"

he rode his horse, brandishing his broadsword and full of murderous aura.