This scene plunged the entire ghost clan into deathly silence again.
No one thought that Lu Bu, who was injured and only half alive, could kill Zhang Fei with one punch.
If it is true as Lu Bu said, at full strength, can he be on a par with the current Li Yuanba?
"Zhang Fei!"
Zhao Yun saw Zhang Fei fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time, so he jumped out from the heroic spirit space.
He ran over to check on Zhang Fei's condition.
Fortunately, Zhang Fei's face was only broken, and other injuries were not too serious.
Maybe it has something to do with Lu Bu being seriously injured.
Otherwise, with this punch, Zhang Fei's soul would have been wiped out long ago with his true god and true demon level strength.
"I tell you Zhang Fei, no matter how weak the sick tiger is, it is still stronger than a cat. In my eyes, you are just a kitten. If you want to fight me, just practice for another thousand years!"
Lu Bu was full of arrogance and did not show any fear because of Zhao Yun's angry glare.
"Pfft... damn it!"
Zhang Fei spit out the blood in his mouth and slammed his hand on the ground.
The eldest brother Liu Bei was insulted by the slaves of the three surnames. As the younger brother, he had no way to take revenge. He hated him so much that he couldn't bear to live.
"If my second brother Guan Yu were here, he would definitely not let Lu Bu be so arrogant!"
"Yide, General Guan Yu has become a saint.
He is not in the underworld.
However, I do believe that General Guan Yu can defeat Lu Bu!"
Zhao Yun said confidently.
"Of course I can beat that guy. If I hadn't been worried back then... Well, Lu Bu is no match for my second brother Guan anyway!"
Zhang Fei seemed to have something to say, but he was afraid that it wouldn't be good to say it, so he swallowed it forcefully.
In fact, what he wanted to say was that when the three heroes fought against Lu Bu, all he had to do was fight with Guan Yu.
But his elder brother Liu Bei wanted to show his bravery in front of outsiders, so he followed him.
He knew that Liu Bei's martial arts was really poor, so he wanted to prevent Lu Bu from hurting Liu Bei.
He and Guan Yu guarded Liu Bei throughout the whole process, fighting with fear and restraint.
If Liu Bei hadn't been a dragster, they would have defeated Lu Bu long ago.
But saying such words would really damage Liu Bei's face, so even if he felt unhappy, he did not dare to say it casually.
"My lord, General Zhang Fei is injured, don't you care?"
Diao Chan stood next to Lin Tianyou. Seeing that this handsome young man was playing with his fingers, she couldn't help but ask questions.
"Why should I care? This kid Zhang Fei is too grumpy. He obviously doesn't have enough strength, but he still doesn't work hard to practice. I'm going to use Lu Bu to teach him a lesson today and let him know that if he doesn't work hard to practice, he will only be the tail of the crane in the future."
Lin Tianyou shook his head disapprovingly.
"I see, my lord is really worried about everyone."
Diao Chan looked at Lin Tianyou with a distressed expression. She suddenly raised her delicate hands, placed them on Lin Tianyou's shoulders, and stood on tiptoes to massage him.
"Oh? Diao Chan, I didn't see it. Not only are you beautiful, but you are also good at massaging. Come on, put your hands down a little. I want to be massaged by you too..."
Lin Tianyou was very satisfied with Diao Chan's massage techniques, while Diao Chan tried her best to make Lin Tianyou comfortable.
In the end, she was so tired that she was dripping with sweat. With her good figure, she was as beautiful as a painting.
Seeing his concubine having a massage with the Ghost Hunting Dragon King so ambiguously, Lu Bu felt jealous.
But he didn't dare to show his jealousy.
Just wait until the heroic spirit who becomes the Dragon King understands the weaknesses of the Dragon King and Li Yuanba through the heroic spirit contract.
Only then will Lu Bu begin his revenge.
Now, the anger in my heart is vented on Zhang Fei's head. Anyway, the Dragon King doesn't seem to care about Zhang Fei's life or death.
"Zhang Fei, you can't beat me again and again, and you can't even defeat me. Do you dare to continue to call me a slave of the third surname?"
Lu Bu took two steps forward, looked at Zhang Fei coldly, and asked seriously.
"I'm so angry. I'm so angry. Zhao Yun, go kill him!"
Zhang Fei's neck turned red with anger and he shouted loudly.
"Sorry, with my current strength, I am no match for Lu Bu.
Because I am not a recognized master in the underworld, my strength is also limited."
Zhao Yun apologized and spoke to Zhang Fei.
"Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, you two, please step aside and let me deal with Lu Bu!"
At this time, another clear voice came from the void.
Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun were stunned for a moment, then became overjoyed.
"It's Military Advisor Zhuge!"
"Haha, with Military Advisor Zhuge here, Lu Bu will definitely be able to argue and cry for his father and mother!"
Zhang Fei knew that Zhuge Liang was the best eloquent speaker in the Three Kingdoms. Back then, with his sharp tongue, he singled out the Confucian scholars of Soochow, which was just like playing games.
Later, he used his eloquence to scold Wang Situ until he vomited blood and died.
Zhang Fei was convinced that as long as Zhuge Liang showed up, no matter how powerful Lu Bu was, he would still admit defeat.
"Commander Zhuge, that slave with three surnames actually dares to call my elder brother a slave with several surnames. Go and defend him to death!"
Zhang Fei shouted to Zhuge Liang.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"
Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan lightly and gave Zhang Fei a reassuring look.
Then he strode up to Lu Bu.
He stood looking at Lu Bu.
When Lu Bu saw Zhuge Liang's appearance, his eyelids twitched involuntarily. He had also heard about Zhuge's reputation. He was a powerful guy.
"Slave with the third surname, I heard that you dare to disrespect me, His Majesty Liu Bei, how brave you are!"
Zhuge Liang came up with a stern voice, and along with this voice, the wind roared in the broken hall with great momentum.
"Immortal heroic spirit!"
Lu Bu's eyes narrowed.
Immortal-type heroic spirits are a very troublesome opponent for him.
If you want to defeat the opponent, you can only attack at close range.
Now the distance between him and Zhuge Liang is twenty meters.
Although it can be reached in one step, the wind around it may be Zhuge Liang's ghost and fairy magic to guard against him.
After much deliberation, Lu Bu decided not to take action easily.
At the moment, he counterattacked arrogantly:
"Zhuge Liang, everyone says you like to convince people with reason.
Then let me ask, why can you call me a slave with the third surname, but I can't call you Liu Da'er a slave with the seventh surname?"
"Humph, you shameless person, you still have the nerve to question my Majesty Liu Bei!
Tell me about yourself. You recognized Ding Yuan as your adoptive father, and then you killed Ding Yuan.
Later, he recognized Dong Zhuo as his adoptive father and killed Dong Zhuo for Diao Chan.
Since you recognized someone else as your father, why were you so cruel and committed patricide?
What you are doing is not the behavior of an adopted son at all, it is the behavior that only an unfaithful domestic slave would do!"
Zhuge Liang's words were righteous and his voice was resounding, causing everyone in the hall to nod their heads.
"Well, as expected of Zhuge's military advisor, I will kill that slave with the third surname!"
Zhang Fei heard this from a distance and was so excited that he couldn't help shouting "Okay".
"A military advisor is a military advisor. He can tell so many truths just by opening his mouth!"