Yang Feng's eyes widened in horror, and cold sweat covered his forehead: "You...... How dare you turn your back on the Celestial Army?! ”

Ling Xiaohan scolded: "You SB! When did I join you? I'm only going to be a thief if I'm sick! ”

Yang Feng was furious, shouted, and put his hands together, but the knife wound on his hand made him immediately scream in pain and bend down.

Ling Xiaohan was too lazy to talk nonsense, took two steps forward, and chopped down Yang Feng with a knife.

Yang Feng screamed in pain on the ground, Ling Xiaohan made up two more stabs, and immediately lost his breath.

Ling Xiaohan let out a sigh of relief, put away the handle, and turned around to throw the sleeve knife to Lu Gong, but saw that Lu Gong had already joined the melee, which made Ling Xiaohan suddenly nervous, but at a glance, there were not many Yellow Turban soldiers left who were still alive, and they had long since collapsed, fleeing in all directions, Lu Gong was chasing and killing one of the Yellow Turban soldiers not far away, and there was no danger in looking at him.

"Kill them all! Don't let any of them go! ”

Ling Xiaohan shouted, but suddenly felt an inexplicable headache, this feeling made him can't help but hold his head with his hand, but the pain in his brain became stronger and stronger.

"I ...... Grass...... What's going on......"

At this moment, the two Yellow Turban soldiers, who were originally fleeing for their lives in a hurry, rushed over with big swords.

Ling Xiaohan hurriedly called out the handle, gritted his teeth and straightened up, and fought with the two Yellow Turban soldiers.

Although he had a splitting headache, his body, which was controlled by the handle, remained unaffected, and he was able to kill one of the Yellow Turban soldiers in a few rounds, and at the same time, his headache was greatly reduced.

Another Yellow Turban soldier hurriedly threw his weapon and turned around to flee.

But as soon as he turned around, he was chopped down - Xian Yufu slashed his face with an axe.

Ling Xiaohan exhaled, and the headache disappeared.

Xian Yufu looked at Ling Xiaohan and frowned: "Who are you?" Why did you kill this thief? ”

Ling Xiaohan said: "I'm here to save you!" ”

Xian Yufu looked skeptical: "Save us?" Just now, I saw that you are behind this thief general, you should be a thief general, how can you say that you are here to save us?! ”

Ling Xiaohan said angrily: "Damn, if I hadn't made a move just now, would you have survived the until now??" ”

"This ......" Xian Yufu's face changed slightly, and he clenched his fists, "Thank you, young general!" ”

"Thanks! Hurry over and help kill the Yellow Turban Thief! Don't miss it! ”

Xian Yufu was stunned for a moment, and then joined the melee.

Ling Xiaohan was worried about whether any thief had slipped away, but Yu Guang saw that the handle was a little strange inexplicably, making him unconsciously look up and take a closer look.

This look surprised him a lot, it turned out that there were two more buttons on the handle!

Next to one of the buttons are two words - "flying machine";

There are two words next to the other button - "Return Wheel".

However, the display of the "return wheel" is flickering and dark, which is different.

Don't look at Ling Xiaohan's poor learning, but for the knowledge of games, he has a special talent, and he can understand it at all.

So after he saw these two newly generated buttons, he reacted in two seconds: these two skills were obtained after killing Yang Feng.

In other words, these two are Yang Feng's skills!

Ling Xiaohan had a new skill, and he was very happy, he pondered, the skill of "flying weapon" was very likely to be the hidden weapon sent by Yang Feng, but the other "return wheel", Yang Feng didn't seem to have used it.

"I'm grass, I didn't expect him to have two skills, it seems ...... I'm still a little anxious, and I haven't fully figured out what he's about......"

Ling Xiaohan thought about it, but he didn't understand why the buttons of the "return wheel" were different from the others.

"Thief! Where to run! Suddenly, I heard Xian Yufu shouting.

Ling Xiaohan looked, but saw a Yellow Turban soldier fleeing lifelessly towards him, and Xian Yufu followed closely.

"That's right, try this skill!"

Ling Xiaohan made up his mind and shouted, "I'll come!" ”

As he spoke, he stuck his sleeve knife on the ground, and then stretched out his two hands in front of him in a similar manner, and then put his palms together and aimed them at the running Yellow Turban soldiers.

Yang Feng learned this set of movements, but it was not bad at all.

The Yellow Turban soldier stopped abruptly and looked at Ling Xiaohan in horror, even Xian Yufu was stunned.

Ling Xiaohan was not completely sure, he glanced at the button of the "flying machine", and then "pressed" it.

The keys lit up white, and at the same time, a stream of liquid that seemed to be blood flowed from the shoulders to the palms of the hands and converged on the tips of the fingers.

In this process, I felt that my arms were sore, and I felt that I had to use all my strength to support the flat lift, but this force made my arms tremble slightly.

It is almost exactly the same as Yang Feng's appearance before.

But then, Ling Xiaohan immediately thought of a very serious problem - he didn't have a hidden weapon in his hand! I forgot to take the hidden weapon!

"Grass, what to do......"

He wanted to interrupt his skills, but he was afraid of accidents, so he hesitated, and suddenly felt a cold hard object in his palm out of thin air, which surprised him.

"Damn! Isn't it......" he guessed that it was the secret weapon as soon as he touched it, "it can still be generated like this!" ”

And at the same time as the hard object appeared, the feeling of liquid gathering at the fingertips also disappeared completely, as if the liquid had turned into a hidden weapon in his hand!

"Ahh

Ling Xiaohan shouted, and the cold object in his palm was sent out, like an arrow full of bows, and shot forward!

And when the secret weapon was struck, his arms immediately hung down weakly.

Before the Yellow Turban could react, he was pierced through the heart by a dart and immediately fell to the ground and died.

Ling Xiaohan gasped, thinking back to Yang Feng's actions just now, he also wanted to learn to put his hands together again and withdraw the hidden weapon, but his arms couldn't be raised at all, as if he had collapsed after using all his strength!

"...... What's going on......"

Ling Xiaohan was worried about whether there was something wrong with his body, because after seeing Yang Feng use this skill, it was clear that nothing happened!

His body became softer, and he hurriedly leaned on the sleeve knife, panting heavily, and the sweat on his forehead kept coming out.

Fortunately, there were almost no Yellow Turban soldiers around, and Xian Yufu also stepped on a horse and ran towards Liu Yu's formation in chaos.

Ling Xiaohan raised his hand and looked at it, there was no change in his palm, just a little more sweat.

"General! Are you okay? Lu Gong ran in front of him.

"It's okay......" Ling Xiaohan shook his head and looked at the battlefield, "Have you killed them all?" Did you run away? ”

Lu Gongdao: "General rest assured, all the Yellow Turban thieves were killed and wounded by our army, and a few knelt down and surrendered, but none of them ran away." ”

Ling Xiaohan nodded: "Okay...... Let me rest for a while......"

As he spoke, he asked Lu Gong to support him and sat down against a tree.