As if to stab the edge of the day and rush straight to that palm, the other three old men and Lu Zhi struck out with either fists or palms.

The Guangwu sword in Wang Yue's hand was bright, and a sword intent was restrained to the extreme, and it was also sharp to the extreme, and a sword was slashed out.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering roar exploded, the color of heaven and earth changed dramatically, and black spatial cracks appeared, covering dozens of feet of void.

Zhang Jiao's figure retreated dozens of feet, but Lu Zhi and Wang Yue all changed their faces, because the other party was unscathed!

"Is that all there is to it? Today you will die. Zhang Jiao's face was a little hideous, and his murderous intent was revealed.

As long as he kills these people, he can truly grasp the initiative, jump out of everyone's calculations, and really have a chance to realize his dreams!

The thought flashed, and as soon as the palm of his hand was stretched, a nine-section cane appeared, and a brilliant divine power was struck, which went straight to Wang Yue and the six people.

Wang Yue's six people immediately caught up, and in the blink of an eye, there was a continuous roar, and a terrifying storm of power shrouded the sky for dozens of miles.

Zhang Jiao is one against six, and at the same time has two treasures, but he is mighty and does not fall behind at all.

Like a god, it can't be defeated.

Below, the Han army's army of more than 6 million people has already fought with tens of millions of Yellow Turban troops.

Naturally, the six million army and those generals slaughtered like tigers and sheep.

But this flock of sheep is a flock of crazy sheep.

Their individual strength is far inferior to that of the Han army, but there are too many of them, and they are not afraid of death, even if the number of casualties far exceeds that of the Han army, but their momentum is not inferior.

"Kill!!"

"Kill me!"

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The sound of the brutal and bloody battle was not as strong as the battle above, but it was just as shocking.

Countless pairs of eyes watched quietly from a distance, with emotions such as unbearable, indifferent, excited, worried, and so on.

The emperor glanced at the sky a few times, and Zhang Jiao's strength had reached the peak of the seventh level of the Heavenly Immortal at this time.

Even because the power of tens of millions of people is too strong, he can't absorb it at all, so he can only absorb part of it, and the rest gives him the ability to temporarily unlimited mana.

His own strength had also reached the peak of the sixth level, and those burdens could be borne for a long time.

In addition, the four old men who were obviously from the Han family and whose strength had reached the fifth level, and although Wang Yue used the Pingman Gun and the Guangwu Sword, these two supreme treasures were not suitable for them at all.

Wang Yue is okay, and the old man of the Han family, as Zhang Jiao said, is not qualified to use the flat barbarian gun.

The fit is much worse than the original Qiangqu and the Sirius Staff.

The power is strong, but the subtlety is missing.

Moreover, the old man was only at the fifth level of the Heavenly Immortals, and even if he used the Ping Barbarian Spear, he was only about the strength of the middle of the sixth level.

Therefore, at this time, the six of them couldn't help Zhang Jiao at all.

Judging from this strength, unless the Yellow Turban Army below is killed enough, or the Pingman Gun is handed over to the stronger and more suitable Lu Zhi to use, there is still some hope.

As for why he didn't give the Pingman gun to Lu Zhi to use, it was very simple, then Liu Hong obviously no longer trusted any ministers.

If he trusts him again, he will be a pig.

This Taiping Dao can reach today's strength, can easily stir up the eight states of the Han Dynasty where all the families are located, can shake the luck of the Han Dynasty in one fell swoop, and even collude with the eunuchs, and so on.

If it weren't for a family, a peaceful road, but only more than ten years of development, do you really think it can be more powerful than thousands of years of family and dynasty?

Lu Zhi and Huangfu Song, the three front-line generals, one was born in a poor family, one was born in a general's family, and one was born in a family.

Although they were candidates pushed out by the court from all sides, Liu Hong also acquiesced, but he didn't trust them at all.

Naturally, he will not easily hand over one of the Han family heritage to him.

And kill enough of the Yellow Turbans.

The emperor's gaze rose with a glimmer of light, and he looked at the burly and majestic figure who gathered the strength of the 800,000 Xiliang Iron Cavalry and led the army to rush and kill in the Yellow Turban Army.

The strength of the fourth layer of the Heavenly Immortals...

After a little contemplation in his heart, he didn't look at that figure again, the other party's hiding and existence, no matter what, was a good thing for him.

"Is this your strength?" Suddenly, with a high shout, Zhang Jiao's momentum became stronger and stronger, "Today, you will die." ”

Suddenly, a square, book-like flat jade stone emerged from the top of his head, and an aura full of mysterious wisdom spread, even overpowering the Guangwu Sword and the Peace Barbarian Spear.

"Book from the sky!"

Lu Zhi's voice was cold, and Wang Yue's faces were not good-looking.

The Book of Heaven is really in Zhang Jiao's hands!

The Book of Heaven, which records the three books of heaven, earth, and man, contains the world's strange methods such as statecraft, cultivation methods, etc.

It is a treasure in itself.

"Demon Dao!" The old man of the Han family scolded hatefully, looking like he was not only scolding Zhang Jiao, but also scolding another person.

"Hmph, die. Zhang Jiao's expression became even colder, and he directly urged Tianshu to kill the old man.

The roar started again, the Book of Heaven was in hand, and Zhang Jiao's strength was much stronger, as if he had broken through that layer of boundaries and officially reached the eighth level of Heavenly Immortals, directly pressing the six people down.

"You're not going to do it?" shouted the gun-wielding old man.

As soon as the words fell, two figures appeared from a distance, and their breaths were exposed, all of them were no weaker than the four Han family veterans.

A few people immediately recognized the person, the old antiques of the Yuan family and the Yang family, the two strongest families in the Han Dynasty.

Then, an object appeared in each of the two figures' hands.

A stone monument with the breath of suppression.

A piece of a breath of education for all things, is a bamboo slip.

The treasure of the Yuan family and the Yang family.

The next moment, the two Arcana Treasures flew towards Zhang Jiao to join the battle.

"Hahaha, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Zhang Jiao laughed.

Before the laughter fell, from Yecheng, an army of 100,000 people with golden bodies and unusually tall bodies walked out, and the breath of 100,000 was like one.

"Boom!"

A powerful momentum rose from the body of the 100,000 army, forming an incomparably tall golden giant, and with one punch, it was actually a force to knock the two supreme treasures away.

Then he fought with the two elders of Yuan and Yang, and they were one against two, but they did not fall behind at all.

Countless people were dumbfounded, Zhang Jiao actually had such an army!

"What about my Yellow Turban Warriors? Zhang Jiao snorted coldly, and the movements in his hands became more ferocious.

After just a few dozen breaths, several weaker elders began to get injured.

At this time, the old man with the Pingman gun couldn't take much care of it, and handed over the Pingman gun to Lu Zhi to use.

But the result was still not very useful, Lu Zhi didn't even have time to refine a little, and he couldn't exert much strength at all.

Moreover, Zhang Jiao, who has the strength of the eighth level of the Heavenly Immortal, is terrifying, and his strength is not comparable to the six Wang Yue at this time.

It was another hundred breaths, and there was a sound of vomiting blood, and an old man of the Han family was directly beaten to death by Zhang Jiao.

The morale of the Han army immediately plummeted, and the strength of Lu Zhi's army was greatly affected, after all, it was not his descendant army in the first place.

When morale is shaken, the impact is enormous.

Suddenly, the situation of Wang Yue and the others was even more precarious.

And the elders of the Yuan and Yang families, who were holding two great treasures and fighting against the Yellow Turban Lux, were frowning and looking forward to it in the depths of their eyes.

There was another sound of vomiting blood, an old man was seriously injured, and the old man of the Han family, who began to hold a flat gun, gritted his teeth and took out a small box.

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