At this time, a rough voice suddenly sounded outside the crowd, and then the crowd parted, and a tall figure squeezed in from outside the crowd. After seeing the people inside clearly, he burst into laughter.
"Haha, haha, haha, I'm laughing so hard, Lu Bu, you are actually a younger brother."
"Dian Manzi, can't you beat me? I have to beat you to death today!!!"
The frozen Lu Bu turned to look at Dian Wei, furious, his arrogance burning all over his body, making those around him feel hot and subconsciously retreating away.
Dian Wei grinned, but the next moment he was slapped on the forehead, almost making him bite his tongue. The angry Dian Wei turned around and saw Li Yang yelling.
"Li Yang, how dare you hit me!"
Li Yang glanced at him.
"Why should I beat you? You are making trouble, right? I will still beat you when you make trouble in front of the lord."
Dian Wei's tone was stagnant and he was speechless. Li Yang also looked at Lu Bu.
"General Lu, General Zhao, General Gao, please forgive me for any rudeness.
When the Lord learned that the three of them had arrived, he sent me to greet them and arrange for them and their troops to be stationed in the city."
Lu Bu snorted coldly and wanted to say something cruel, but as soon as he snorted, an ordinary-looking military commander pressed him down on his shoulder.
This ordinary-looking general took a step forward with Zhao Yun, bowed and said.
"Then I'll trouble General Li."
"please."
"snort."
Lu Bu followed Li Yang and snorted coldly as he passed by.
Dian Wei's eyes widened when he heard this, and he snorted coldly.
"Hmm."
Lu Bu wanted to get angry when he heard the sound, but he glanced at Gao Shun and endured it. His eyes widened even more and he snorted three times at Dian Wei.
"Hum hum."
Seeing this, Dian Wei looked at Lu Bu in disbelief and his eyes widened.
"huh huh huh huh!"
Li Yang helplessly held his forehead, Gao Shun helplessly held his forehead, Zhao Yun looked at Lu Bu and felt a sense of superiority.
Here, Li Yang took a group of trapped troops and a group of white horse rebels to station in a side military camp.
While walking and chatting, I figured out why the two of them showed up in Ning'an just after posting the announcement.
The two of them didn't come because of the announcement. It was just that Lu Bu was curious about Ning'an and remembered Fang Fan's previous invitation, so he planned to bring the trapped camp to fight against the autumn wind.
It happened that Zhao Yunxin had caught a new mount, and his mind was wandering. When he heard Lu Bu's words, he immediately became interested, so he asked Gongsun Zan for a leave, and brought a team of white horse Yi Cong to ride with Lu Bu.
Came here to beat the autumn wind.
Gongsun Zan didn't say anything to this and agreed without thinking.
Eight hundred troops and one thousand white horses could easily be accommodated by the military camp on the side. Li Yang was not stingy either. All kinds of training measures were fully implemented and supplies were provided.
While Lu Bu and Zhao Yun were marveling at the various training formations in the Ning'an military camp, Fang Fan was behind the city lord's palace.
There was a black metal 'twig' in front of Fang Fan, with strips of gold wire embedded between the shiny black branches.
Fang Fan gently placed his thumb on the top of the 'branch' and made a stroke.
Without any obstruction, a smooth wound appeared on Fang Fan's finger, and a drop of blood came out.
"Hiss, so sharp."
Fang Fan was secretly shocked, but when he was surprised, he made a new discovery.
The wounds that might have been too late to be treated are now dripping with blood, showing no signs of stopping their healing.
Fang Fan closed his eyes and felt the wound slightly. He only felt that there was a trace of power wrapped around it. The open wound was blocked by this force, and its self-healing ability was suppressed. This tiny wound showed no sign of healing at all.
Fang Fan's mind moved, and he used the Jin Emperor's spiritual power to eliminate the remaining power of the black dragon.
But when the spiritual power came closer, I found something was wrong. Although there was only a trace of this power, it was extremely stubborn.
Spiritual power surged up one after another, constantly washing away this trace of residual power.
Although the power was strong, it was rootless and was eliminated by Fang Fan after a while.
The wound was completely healed the moment the remaining power was removed, but Fang Fan's face did not improve at all, and instead became even more ugly.
He suddenly realized that because they had defeated the black dragon this time, they were a little too optimistic.
"Is that too optimistic?"
Fang Fan reflected, then took out a piece of white paper and lightly scratched the pen on the white paper.
Is this battle really a real battle?
Will the next battle be as smooth as this one?
Did I underestimate Juedian's strength too much?
Was the black dragon really seriously injured by Mrs. Xu's dagger? Has it detoxified?
One question after another was written on the white paper, but the answers emerged in my heart.
No, this battle was a sneak attack. I first used the dragon-patterned bronze mirror to sneak attack, and then stopped and attacked. After that, the black dragon only attacked me and seriously injured me.
No, we have the home field advantage in this battle. Ning'an's luck, the thoughts of three million people, and the luck are integrated into one. The power of the Three Emperor Seals is countless times, tens of times, hundreds of times.
Once out of Ning'an, the power exerted by the Three Emperor Seals will be gone.
As for how much the poison of Mrs. Xu's dagger can exert on the black dragon and what effect it can have, Fang Fan doesn't know. Fang Fan doesn't even know if the black dragon has any healing methods, elixirs or treasures.
If we rush forward so recklessly, what will happen to me and the summoned heroes?
die!
The cause of humankind’s downfall!
A disgrace to the human race!
"Yes, I underestimated Black Dragon."
Fang Fan whispered his answer and then asked again.
"Then what should I do?"
"This battle involves my fate, the fate of Ning'an, and the fate of the human race.
I can never be too cautious in this battle."
"call."
Fang Fan breathed out gently.
"Reset the conditions.
First, the black dragon's injuries have been healed, everything including the dragon's horns has been fully restored, and its combat power has reached its peak.
Second, during the preparation period, the Black Dragon has reached the peak level and its strength has increased dramatically. Or, if it has not yet reached the peak level, it can forcibly burst out of peak strength in times of desperation.
Third, Black Dragon possesses the ultimate imperial medicine. Taking it can restore all injuries and consumption at once.
Fourth, the black dragon has the home field advantage and can use the luck of the dragon clan or the power of other dragons in the dragon clan to fight against the enemy.
Fifth, the black dragon can swallow its own dragon to recover its own injuries and improve its strength.
Sixth, the Black Dragon has the ability to explode with remaining blood, which can temporarily unleash higher strength.
Seventh, the black dragon can refine weapons with stronger attack power..."
Fang Fan wrote on the white paper bit by bit, and finally he exhaled when he finished writing, looked up again at the 'twig'-shaped dragon horns in front of him, and murmured.
"Next, you can think about how to use this dragon horn."
