Lu Bu and Red Hare's cooperation was extremely tacit, and under their successive attacks, Dong Zhuo, transformed into the Chaos Fiend, also began to struggle a bit.
"My son, Lu Feng, don't be arrogant. How can you know if one mountain is taller than another!"
In his rage, Dong Zhuo emitted a strange blue light all around his body, and the vortex on his belly spun faster and faster.
It seemed that in the next moment, Lu Bu and Red Hare could be sucked in.
Under this pressure, Lu Bu's forehead veins bulged, and his muscles hardened into solid rocks.
"Yaaaah!!!"
"My son, it's better to die quickly!!! Even if I grant you the title of Grand General, you still insist on opposing me. Don't you know this is seeking death!?" Dong Zhuo issued a deep and eerie sound, like the tolling of an ancient bell.
Just then,
the charging sound of the Western Liang Iron Cavalry outside the hall became clearer and clearer.
Hearing this, Dong Zhuo's eyes gleamed with cunning.