The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

Zhuge Liang took action at this moment.

Others didn't notice it, but how could Qin Qiong who was next to Zhuge Liang not notice it.

When Zhuge Liang was taking action just now, an eight-door golden lock formation suddenly lit up at Zhuge Liang's feet. The eight gates were connected to each other, namely the Opening Gate, the Resting Gate, the Sheng Gate, the Injury Gate, the Du Gate, the Jing Gate, the Shock Gate and the Death Gate. chain.

Although it disappeared in a flash, Qin Qiong still saw it.

Eight-door Dunjia comes from the Qimen Dunjia, an ancient Chinese book of Yi studies. The eight doors can distinguish good and bad luck from yin and yang. It is an important part of the ancient Chinese Kanyu and Yin-Yang techniques.

Qin Qiong had also heard of it.

"As expected of Zhuge Kongming, he is so hidden," Qin Qiong thought secretly in his heart.

He knew Zhuge Kongming. It was rumored that this man was a genius. He had studied in Confucianism, Taoism, Yin-Yang school, political strategist, military strategist, etc. According to rumors, the scholar of heaven was an extremely powerful character, but No one saw him take action.

So no one knows whether Zhuge Kongming is a master or not.

Now, Qin Qiong can swear that Zhuge Kongming is definitely a master, and he is extremely hidden.

But Qin Qiong is not a gossip, and he will not make random statements.

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Because of Zhuge Liang's action, the remaining people were shocked into a cold sweat. Fortunately, they were far away.

Some of those who were too close had already fainted and could only rest in bed for a while.

He was carried out by the brothers around him.

"Crack", after a while, Zhuge Kongming's light mask shattered directly.

Lu Bu's Fangtian Painted Halberd was blocked by Ran Min's double-edged spear and hooked halberd, and the two were still in a stalemate.

"Open it for me", at this moment, Ran Min roared, like a lion in anger, infinite power suddenly emerged from his hand, and he directly opened Lu Bu's Fangtian Painted Halberd.

Lu Bu's hand trembled, then went numb, and the fingers of his hands spread out unnaturally. Fang Tian's halberd was directly opened by Ran Min.

Everyone only saw Fang Tian's painted halberd drawing a semicircle in the air, and then being deeply embedded in the ground beside it.

Lying alone on the ground.

Everyone was stunned by what had just happened, and the scene was silent. Everyone knew clearly that Lu Bu had been defeated, and the number one god of war in the army had been defeated.

Lu Bu looked at his empty hands, his eyes a little dazed. He seemed unable to accept the current result.

"I lost, I lost unexpectedly," Lu Bu couldn't help but mutter to himself, his eyes dull.

Ran Min looked at Lu Bu in front of him and couldn't help but sigh silently.

"Brush", Ran Min moved his hands together, thrust his hands behind his back, and inserted his double-edged spear and hooked halberd directly behind his back.

"Impossible, I can't be defeated. I am Lu Bu, the God of War." Lu Bu suddenly became angry.

"Who are you?" Lu Bu glared at Ran Min.

"I am just an ordinary citizen. I just want to tell you that there are many masters in this world. People can have backbone, but they must not be arrogant." After Ran Min finished speaking, he pulled the reins of Hellfire and left directly. .

Everyone looked at Ran Min's movements and instantly made way for a smooth path.

Strong people should be respected.

After listening to Ran Min's words, Lu Bu stood on the spot as if he had been struck by thunder.

At this time, Zhuge Liang's words of warning to him kept popping up in Lu Bu's mind.

"The world is very big and the water is very deep. Don't think that you are the best in the world, otherwise you will not know how you died."

"I understand." Lu Bu couldn't help but raise his head.

Chapter 827 Ran Min Sanhao Black Whirlwind Chasing Xuan Jian

If it is too strong, it will break easily. Maybe breaking it once is a good thing for you.

Lu Bu looked up at the sky and seemed to see a different scenery.

The sky is so blue and the clouds are so white.

The air is so fresh.

"Having a rival seems to be one of the great things in life." Thinking of this, Lu Bu couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, Ran Min, one day, I will defeat you." Lu Bu rode the red rabbit and came directly in front of Fang Tian's painted halberd. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the end of Fang Tian's painted halberd, and gently touched it. He pulled it out, then took Fang Tian's painted halberd and ran towards the distance.

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Everyone looked at Lu Bu who was laughing, no one dared to say anything, and they all moved out of the way.

Let Lu Bu pass.

Zhuge Kongming looked at Lu Bu who was walking away. Instead of blaming him, he smiled, looking like a "teachable boy".

Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know what was going on.

…

In the evening, Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde came to Ran Min's residence together. Before entering the camp, they saw a huge crowd of people.

Many soldiers gathered in front of Ran Min's tent, like stars over the moon.

When the soldiers saw Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde, they all gave way and said, "General Qin, General Yuchi."

"Yes." Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde nodded and walked towards the camp.

"General", when he saw Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde, Ran Min stood up hurriedly and cupped his hands.

"Ran Min, we have a banquet in the camp, you must give us face," Qin Qiong looked at Ran Min and said with a smile.

"Yes, I can tell you that there is fine wine in it that the king rewarded. I have never been willing to drink it. This time I really got an advantage on you." Yuchi Jingde gave Ran Min a look that made you understand.

Sure enough, Ran Min's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Ran Min had three hobbies in his life, the first of which was practicing martial arts.

Practice martial arts intensively every day, day and night.

Second best – good wine.

Ran Min likes to drink, and he likes to drink fine wine, as if there is a wine bug in his stomach. Every time he asks about the smell of wine, he can't help but swallow his saliva.

The third best - kill.