Everyone in the field launched together, and for a while, the sword light and sword shadow attacked Zhang Jiao. Only Nan Ying's heart was cold, and he slowly retreated to the side of the Spirit Emperor, he instinctively felt that it was no longer possible to win against a master of Zhang Jiao's level.

Zhang Jiao's body was like a ghost, unpredictable, and the two guards of the Zhang Mansion obviously stabbed at him with a sword and a sword, and suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, and his chest was like a boulder crashing, and at the same time, the blood in his mouth sprayed wildly and flew backwards.

Zhang Jiao struck a blow, his sleeves rolled back, like a long whale sucking water, and he firmly tightened the necks of the two Zhang Mansion guards who had just attacked behind him like an unpredictable prophet, and the two of them immediately turned blue and rolled their eyes.

Zhang Jiao smiled slightly, and threw the two of them casually, as if throwing out two artifacts, but he accurately knocked down five or six guards who were about to attack, and there was a sound of broken tendons and fractures that made the scalp tingle, and no one could get up.

Zhang Feng was stunned, the people who fell were all the guards in his house, many of them were trained by his father and son, and they were no different from disciples, but in just a few breaths, the more than 20 people he brought had fallen nearly half, how could this not make him angry and blow up his heart and lungs.

He let out a sharp whistling from his mouth, and his body jumped high, his hands stretched out, and he grabbed the top of Zhang Jiao's head.

Dan Chenzi rushed out of the guards without a sound, and his feet flew out in a row, straight to the door of the horn.

The two shot at the same time, one up and one down, and the attack came, and the end of the cooperation was seamless.

A smile appeared on the side of his mouth, and his hands made a move at the same time, and everyone in the field was stunned.

Zhang Jiao clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched out, as fast as lightning, rolling out a wild rush straight towards Zhang Fengying, while his left hand stretched out a finger, but it seemed to be extremely slow, slow and firm to Dan Chenzi's feet.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Jiao's right fist is as fast as a meteor running to the moon, but his left finger is as slow as if it is frozen, and the two opposite speeds are strangely displayed on one person, making everyone feel unreal.

"Boom", it was Dan Chenzi's left foot and the slow finger of the horn that first intersected, but it erupted with everyone's unexpected energetic resonance, where can the right foot still kick out? He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was also shocked into the air.

Zhang Feng greeted Zhang Jiao's seemingly powerful punch, but he didn't feel any agitation, and was horrified to find that the punch actually produced a great gravitational force, causing him to involuntarily fly forward, and the blow that was ready to be launched was completely without any strength, his chest was empty, and he was so sad that he wanted to spurt blood.

Zhang Jiao let out a disdainful laugh, and the finger of his left hand continued to point, imprinted on the forehead of a guard who flew up, and the man fell straight down like an electric shock, and at the same time his right hand reached forward, and it was firmly locked on Zhang Feng's neck.

Everyone stopped abruptly and stared at the scene in front of them in despair, as if they were in a nightmare that they couldn't wake up from. The joint blow of Dan Chenzi and Zhang Feng, the two masters, was defeated in an instant, is this Zhang Jiao's true strength?

Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang Feng, who fell into his palm, and smiled: "Your father is Zhang Rang, right?" Suddenly let go of his palm.

Zhang Feng rushed out in shock, looking at Zhang Jiao in disbelief, this was his first fiasco in many years, and it was also the most cowardly.

Zhang Jiao said slowly: "Your father and my young man intersected, for his sake, spare you once." I'll only kill the faint king, you go! ”

When the Spirit Emperor heard this, a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Feng suddenly calmed down and said proudly: "If you want to kill, you will kill!" My father and son have never been favored by rebels and thieves! The king humiliates the ministers to death, although I can't defeat you, but I also have the courage to splash blood at your feet! ”

These words were impassioned, tragic and heroic, and everyone was shocked and moved, and the pride of fighting to the death arose in their hearts.

Dan Chenzi shouted: "Well said! Stretching out his sleeves to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, he walked to Zhang Feng's side and stood side by side with him.

Zhang Jiao glanced at Dan Chenzi deeply, and sighed: "Brother Dao, do you insist on this troubled water?" After all, you and I have the same origin, and the Danding faction has already withered in talent......"

Dan Chenzi shook his head and said: "Don't say much, those who are confidants will die!" ”

Speaking of this dead word, he was all bearded, his voice was violent, and his whole body exuded an indomitable momentum.

All the guards were infected, and they all shouted in unison and took a step forward.

Gao Shun nodded slightly to Nanying, and stood beside Dan Chenzi without saying a word, and the three masters stopped Zhang Jiao in front of him together.

Zhang Jiao was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled dumbly: "Liu Hong, I didn't expect that there are so many people who die for you!" You can die today without regrets! ”

Emperor Ling pushed away Zao Yi and Chun Yuqiong, who were blocking in front of him, and walked a few steps forward, looking at Zhang Jiao without giving in, and said calmly: "The righteous path is immortal, and the righteousness will last forever, how can you wait for a rabble of wolf ambitions to understand!" ”

A look of mockery flashed in Zhang Jiao's eyes: "The right way? Yi? It's ridiculous! The Han dynasty was established for 400 years, during which natural disasters and man-made disasters were endless, and it had already reached the point of anger and resentment! I am determined to eliminate all exploitation, oppression, hunger, cold, and disease, and build a peaceful world where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment, and the fire virtue of the Han family will be replaced by my Taiping Dao Tude! This is the right way, and it is the destiny of heaven! ”

He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Today, please see how I and a group of rabble with wolf ambitions go against the fate of this dead sky and cultivate my Yellow Heaven Fortune!" ”

Zhang Jiao's words were rolling, spreading far away, stirring around the forest, shaking everyone's ears buzzing, and suddenly dozens of loud voices from far and near responded in unison: "Obey the teachings of the great sage and good teacher!" ”

Dozens of masters shouted with all their strength, and the momentum was amazing, like thousands of troops, and for a while, a group of birds flew in shock, and dead leaves fell.

The Spirit Emperor finally changed color, and it was already difficult to deal with a single horn, and there were so many masters, how could he deal with the enemy?

Dozens of black-clothed masked men slaughtered from the dark forest shadows behind Zhang Jiao, but Zhang Jiao took a step back with his hands behind him, apparently disdainful of participating in the siege of his subordinates.

Jia Xu's heart was racing, and he shouted wildly: "Form a circle formation, protect the Son of Heaven, and we will retreat towards the official road!" ”

Gao Shun and the others woke up together, although they are now at a disadvantage, but at the foot of the Son of Heaven, on the edge of the imperial city, there are many caravans, pedestrians and even troops coming and going on the nearby official roads every day.

But the crux of the matter is, can they escape the official road?

The people of Taiping Dao are obviously all selected masters, all of them are extraordinary, Nanying and others have just formed a circle, protecting the Spirit Emperor, when the first person has already killed, that person roared, and he jumped up in the air from afar, and his body and knife were generally killed to He Zhen at the outermost part of the circle, showing his clever means.

The master man was in mid-air, and suddenly heard a crisp voice in the circle and shouted: "Look at my secret weapon!" Then a round thing came straight to the door.

The man was not afraid, raised his hand and slashed over, the end was as fast as lightning, and with a "snort", the secret weapon was cut into two pieces.

The secret weapon suddenly and strangely burst out a large cloud of red powder in mid-air, instantly forming a large area of red mist, which made the master of the knife avoid it, and the first to bear the brunt was covered with a face, and more than ten Taiping Dao people who rushed behind him were also hit.

The master of the knife was shocked, and hurriedly sank his luck, and just fell to the ground again, a sharp pain like a pinprick came from his eyes, and he instinctively covered his eyes with both hands, and shouted miserably: "Be careful, it's poisonous ......."

The sound abruptly stopped, and a bolt of crossbow shot at him, piercing his throat.

The other Taiping Dao people who were contaminated with red mist felt their eyes tingling, and they heard it poisonous, so they couldn't help but snort miserably and closed their eyes, and the weapons in their hands waved wildly and flew backwards.

Half of the people who had not been exposed to the red mist stopped in shock when they saw their companions end up like this, and they all dared to step forward.

Gao Shun and the others looked at Ma Jun in a daze, the secret weapon just now was from him, and saw that he was hurriedly pulling the crossbow string, obviously the arrow that pierced the throat was also his masterpiece.

Nanying reacted the fastest, put the Spirit Emperor on his shoulder, and rushed madly in the direction of the official road, at this time, he couldn't take care of the etiquette of the monarch and the ministers, the speed of the Spirit Emperor was the slowest, and he had to be in a hurry.

Everyone suddenly woke up and chased after them together, not taking advantage of the rare opportunity when the red mist had not yet dissipated, but when?

Zhang Jiao finally put away the calm smile on his face, and a wave of anger rushed straight up, since last night, he has been racing against time, and finally blocked this necessary road before the Spirit Emperor, and luckily followed Zhang Feng to find this wood, locking the ultimate goal of the Spirit Emperor.

He has almost never made a move for many years, firstly because of his self-respecting identity, there are only a handful of people in the world who can be worthy of his shot, and secondly, because he has been calling the shots for many years and responding to every call, so why bother to bow down to everything? Just now he made an exception, which was a rare prudence, not only severely damaged the two big enemies, but also successfully tested the overall strength of the enemy, and he was determined in his heart, thinking that the strength of dozens of subordinates was enough to kill the opponent, so he retreated and sat on the wall to watch.

Unexpectedly, the enemy was full of tricks, and with only a small cloud of red mist, he actually made his subordinates turn on their backs, so that Emperor Ling and others broke out of the encirclement, which was tantamount to a slap in the face of him.

Zhang Jiao raised his leg and kicked a subordinate in front of him, his body rose straight up, his sleeves waved out in a row, and a strong wind and mountain swept out like a tsunami, and immediately swept away the large red mist blocking the middle.

Zhang Jiao stood in the wind, his eyes flashed coldly, his clothes fluttered, like a fairy among the gods, and the Taiping Dao heroes behind him cheered and killed.

Ma Jun glanced back at it, just took Zhang Jiaoshen's majestic posture into his eyes, and said violently: "My mother! Run! ”

Nan Ying saw that the official road was hidden in front of him, and he didn't dare to speak again, for fear that he would lose his confidence with one mouth, so he ran with his head in full swing.

He was the Spirit Emperor, but he threw Zao Yi and Chun Yuqiong, who followed closely, out of the distance, and the two of them were shocked, but they were afraid that he would lose alone, so they had to chase after him like an old man.

The Spirit Emperor was on Nan Ying's shoulder, and he was almost unable to open his eyes by the strong wind blowing in his face, and his mouth was also filled with a mouthful of strong wind, so he had to slap Nan Ying hard.

Nan Ying was startled and stopped: "What's wrong?" Your Majesty is injured? ”

The Spirit Emperor gasped wildly and said, "Brother Xian, the official road has arrived!" ”

Nanying was overjoyed, looked at the official road, couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and couldn't speak.

Everyone behind him also caught up, and they also looked at each other, dumbfounded.

A wide loess avenue runs through the north and south, reaching as far as the eye can see, but there is not even a ghost shadow to be seen.

How could this be the case when everyone fell into an ice cellar? This place is only a few miles away from the north gate of Luoyang, and this official road should be full of traffic, and pedestrians are endless!

Nanying scolded: "Fuck! How come there is no one! Are all the people dead? ”

A gloomy voice came from behind: "You are right! ”

The Taiping Dao people had chased out of the forest, and a burly masked man came out of the crowd.

He sneered: "Our people pretend to be officers and soldiers and temporarily seal the official roads on both sides!" The people of the past are dead and have no place to be buried! ”

Nan Ying was so angry that his hands and feet were cold, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You are so mad that you don't even let go of civilians!" ”

Zhang Jiao slowly walked out of the forest, and sighed when he heard the words: "If it weren't for your stubborn resistance, how could they die in vain!" With that, he smiled slightly, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and thought.

Nanying laughed angrily, with a murderous intent in his heart, he slowly reached into his arms and held the handle of the gun, even if the whole army was gone, Zhang Jiao must be killed under the gun, what a great sage and good teacher, what the Yellow Turban Uprising, today is the moment to completely rewrite history.

Dan Chenzi stared at the burly masked man, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency is neither Zhang Bao nor Zhang Liang, who is it?" ”

The man burst out and laughed, "Why should you know about the dying man? ”

Suddenly, a cold voice came: "What a big breath!" ”

The people went together to follow the prestige.

A figure in green clothes flashed on the official road in the distance, and the man seemed to be unhurried under his feet, as if he was strolling leisurely, but as soon as everyone saw him, the man was already standing in the middle of the two groups of people who were tense.

He was rickety, his right hand was stationed on the staff, he stretched out his left hand to cover his mouth and coughed lightly a few times before he raised his head, looked at the people of Taiping Dao with a pair of cloudy eyes, and sneered: "Today, the old man is here to receive death!" ”

Emperor Ling, Dan Chenzi, and Zhang Feng all said happily: "Mr. is here!" ”

Mr. Wang bowed slightly and said, "The old decay is late, please forgive Your Majesty." ”

Nan Ying and Gao Shun also recognized that person was Mr. Wang, who had been following Emperor Ling's side in Yiyang City.

Nan Ying's eyes were sharp, and at a glance he saw that the bamboo cane in Mr. Wang's hand was speckled with blood, and it was obvious that he was fighting all the way, rushing to this point, and suddenly thought of what Zhang Liang had said in his mind: The three of them are one less, and they are the most powerful one, and it is the best time for us to do it! Looking at the overjoyed expressions of Emperor Ling and the others, could it be that this Mr. Wang is really an unfathomable master?

The burly masked man also saw it clearly, his pupils shrank, and he turned to look at Zhang Jiao, and saw that Zhang Jiao was still sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and saying nothing, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Kill this old horseman first!" ”

Four or five Taiping Dao masters did not hesitate to fly up, or knives or swords, or spears or guns, directly taking Mr. Wang's vital points, and the momentum was amazing.

A miserable white light swept by, although the sun was blazing, everyone still felt the brilliance of that light, especially as bleak and short as a meteor, but it gave people an indelible memory.

Four or five Taiping Dao masters showed terrified expressions at the same time, abandoned the weapons in their hands, blood oozed from their throats, and they all fell to the ground, splashing dust.

The enemy and the enemy froze on the spot, and everyone felt a chill in their necks and goosebumps.

Mr. Wang threw the hollow bamboo cane with his left hand, and at some point there was an extra thin sword in his right hand, and his wrist shook, and the sword body shook and sprinkled a string of blood beads, which was shocking.

Zhang Jiao's eyes widened suddenly, the cold light was sheng, and he shot a terrifying gaze that was so cold that there was no normal human emotion, and two words burst out of his mouth: "Wang Yue!" ”

Gao Shun, Jia Xu and the others were all shocked: "Sword God Wang Yue!" ”

Zao Yi's eyes were straight, and he unabashedly shot the light of fanatical worship.

Mr. Wang's waist straightened, like a long sword unsheathed in his hand, and his whole body exuded the spirit of looking at the world, and he could no longer find the slightest old state from a moment ago.

He slowly raised his sword, pointed at Zhang Jiao, and said calmly: "Zhang Jiao!" ”

The two looked at each other in the air, as if two qualitative and invisible rays of electricity intersected.

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