Chapter 215: Experience the Battle Spirit

"Unfortunately, King Yin died very poorly. He defeated the city father and was killed by the charioteer Zhuang Jia on the way to escape."

At this moment, Lu Li, who was sitting in the corner, no longer acted as an outsider. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he slowly stood up and fixed his eyes on the black-faced man.

Cold light shone.

The ring head knife in his hand was already out of its sheath.

Some things are not a problem if they are solved.

And the black-faced man met Lu Li's eyes, not only was he not frightened, but he smiled and stood up as well: "In this world, even scholars and Confucian scholars who don't touch the spring water with their ten fingers are starting to kill people?"

"You smell of blood, and my talisman of peace."

After saying that, he pulled out a long knife from the haystack behind him, as if he was too lazy to pretend anymore.

Hearing this, Lu Li's mind buzzed.

Just now, when he was taking the salt, he accidentally brought out a folded talisman paper from the bag.

Reminiscent of the scene at the beginning, the black-faced man might have already set his sights on him.

Thinking of this, Lu Li tightened his grip on the knife, and said in a low voice:

"Pingtao Lu Mengming."

Due to the circumstances of the times and the influence of film and television dramas, Lu Li revealed his identity by accident, and stared straight at the other side.

There is a feeling of coming to announce the name.

Seeing this, the black-faced man took out a yellow scarf as if no one was there, tied it on his forehead, and said loudly:

"A certain surname Pei, named Yuan Shao, is the general of Zhang Jiao, General Tiangong!"

"Invited by Qu Shuai Guo Tai to help him win the Yuangong Pavilion, you are willing to help..."

Before he finished speaking, the guests who were warming up with the fire next to him scrambled and ran out of the pavilion in a hurry, shouting wildly: where is the head of the pavilion, the yellow scarf rebelled.

Sure enough, the people in Qianshou did not ask for much. As long as they had something to eat, they would be as diligent and docile as old cows.

Perhaps sensing Lu Li's suspicious gaze, he grinned and said regretfully, "I've given them a chance to enjoy happiness together, but I can't grasp it myself."

"And you, if you are willing to join the Yellow Turban Army, I can make the decision for Guo Tai and let the past go."

"..."

This guy's name is somewhat familiar, as if he's heard it somewhere.

Also, is he out of his mind?

Or, really confident?

As soon as the thought appeared, it was suppressed by Lu Li. He didn't think about it any more, and it instantly turned into an afterimage.

Famous generals, comprehend the spirit of battle!

Can't delay.

Therefore, Lu Li didn't answer, let alone hold back his hands. The sound of the wind lowered the fire in the stove, and suddenly, the light in the pavilion dimmed.

The next moment, the blade touched Pei Yuanshao's neck, and even though Lu Li was used to seeing big scenes, the corners of his mouth still raised unconsciously.

head fall...

Suddenly, a yellow light flashed.

Lu Li subconsciously withdrew, twisted his waist, and swung the saber in a semicircle.

Because, the moment the knife fell, Pei Yuanshao disappeared, and there was a strong wind behind him.

clang!

Sparks splattered, and the ring head knife collided with the opponent's knife. Lu Li staggered, and couldn't help but took half a step back to stabilize his figure.

"A lot of strength."

"Aren't you a Confucian scholar?"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the passionate sound of gold and iron resounded continuously in the pavilion. Lu Li's face was filled with murderous intent, and the quenched blade kept falling like an avalanche, swiftly and violently. How could there be any trace of the elegance of a scholar?

The wind is loud.

The three fires ignited in the pavilion distorted wildly, and the light became more and more dull, stretching the two shadows extremely long.

Unfortunately, after just a few breaths, Lu Li fell into a disadvantage——

There was a strong smell of blood in his nose, he felt that something was stuck in his throat, and there were multiple gaps in the ring-headed sword, which might be broken into two in the next slash.

"You're exhausted."

Pei Yuanshao's face was calm, and he held the cold saber obliquely.

Against the backdrop of the fire, Lu Li vaguely saw a layer of yellow smoke lingering around his body.

【warn! Sanity has dropped to 35%, which has reached a dangerous value]

【warn! Sanity has dropped to 35%, which has reached a dangerous value]

At the same time, the soul-binding bolt hanging around his neck gave out warnings, and the voice kept echoing in Lu Li's mind, but Lu Li chose to ignore it.

Because, he needs the power to reverse the situation, and needs to raise the power of will to the limit.

The next moment, a scorching red light gushed out of the body, like breathing, rising and falling.

Finally, under the scrutiny of Pei Yuanshao, the general of the Yellow Turban Army, it was completely stable.

I saw that red flame seemed to put a layer of armor on Lu Li, and it also stabilized the ring-headed sword that was about to collapse.

"Come again?"

Pei Yuanshao put away his frivolity, and said as if stating the facts: "You still can't do it."

"Life and death are the only way to fight, you will only know if you try."

With a stern expression, Lu Li rushed forward again.

He was only one step away from comprehending the battle spirit, and if he survived this level, he would definitely gain something!

And Pei Yuanshao, who was steaming with yellow smoke, suddenly disappeared before his eyes.

"Chang Tian is dead, Huang Tian shall stand."

The whispers echoed in his ears, but Lu Li had no time to pay attention.

Cut, pick, stab, knock...

The sword lights continued one after another, and he could barely keep up with Pei Yuanshao's movements until...

The cold long knife cut across.

clang!

The ring head knife was broken, and Lu Li's tiger's mouth was burst with bloodstains, as if he had been twisted by some blunt object.

But he didn't have time to pay attention to this point, he kicked back, and almost at the same time, blood flew from his lower abdomen, steaming, and the 20 cm long gash almost cut Lu Li in two.

If he hadn't retreated in time, Lu Li would have ended up just like the ring-sword.

"Those who have never comprehended the spirit of battle will never know what kind of transformation will happen if they stand in this field."

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Lu Li.

Except for one part of the cuff being cut open, Pei Yuanshao was unscathed and still in good spirits.

And Lu Li finally saw what a battle spirit was. After the thick yellow smoke cleared, a phantom clung to the opponent's back and was closely connected with it.

"If it weren't for the guidance of the great virtuous teacher, I wouldn't be where I am today. I only hope that more people can understand my teachings of Taiping Dao and join in. Now Guo Tai is making trouble..."

Seeing that the situation was settled, Pei Yuanshao returned to his original nature, put the long knife back into the scabbard, and started thinking again, as if he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time.

In addition, in his eyes, the still breathing Lu Li was no different from a dead person.

As long as Lu Li dies, no one in Yuan Gongting can stop him.

"Pei Yuanshao, I remember..."

Suddenly, whispers sounded.

Holding the broken blade in his hand, Lu Li ignored the hideous wound on his lower abdomen, and stared straight at the black man in front of him, his killing intent undiminished.

At this moment, he finally remembered who Pei Yuanshao was.

In the novel, after Guan Yu passed the fifth pass, he encountered a group of bandits who blocked the road and robbed Chituma.

[Guan Gong stopped his knife and immediately, untied his beard, and let out his long beard for him to look at.

The man rolled off the saddle, grabbed Guo Chang's son by the brain and worshiped him in front of the horse.

Guan Gong asked his name and told him:

"My surname is Pei, and my name is Yuan Shao. Since Zhang Jiao's death, there has been no owner, and he has the right to hide here."]