Looking at the fierce battle of Yangping, Liu Chan and the others were not in a hurry, and they ran at great speed, and the speed reached the maximum for a while, the horse's hooves trampled over, and the dust floated.

In the high-speed attack, this temporary formation of soldiers and horses by the White Soldiers, the New Army, and the Garrison Army undoubtedly exposed its potential problems, and the formation was scattered!

If you change to march in peacetime, there will naturally be no such phenomenon, the army marches in unison, but now it is marching with all its strength, and the influence of various factors will be infinitely magnified, such as the gap in Xuanli and the experience of marching.

If it was changed, Liu Chan would definitely have completely reorganized the army, but now that Yangping is fighting fiercely, where does he have time and leisure to take care of this, and the fastest rush to Yangping is the key.

At this time, Yangping can be described as full of gunsmoke, and under the interweaving of various mystical forces, it presents a miserable picture like hell.

Because the Wei army did not stop attacking for a moment, the corpses under Yangping City could not be cleaned up, the corpses were piled up, and it was September day, under the high temperature, it gradually emitted a rancid smell, mosquitoes and flies were rampant, such a scene, disgusting.

However, the two warring sides seemed to be numb, and the Wei army besieging the city continued to convey Xuan Qi, completely ignoring the physical pain, driving the giant beast to constantly swing its limbs and hammer the Yangping defense line.

The Shu army was also killed, glaring at the bloody eyes one by one, wearing armor that had already been stained with blood, and even scarred in many places, and was not afraid of death to meet the attack of the Wei army.

On the hillside, Cao Zhen, who had been observing the trend of the battlefield, had naturally seen that this was the last resistance of the Shu army, their actions had been much slower, and a lot of Xuan Qi had been exhausted.

At this time, Zhao Yun's helmet no longer knew where it fell, his cloak was scattered, his body was in tatters, he was holding a dry cold gun in his hand, his eyes swept over the eight giant beasts around him, as if he saw a trace of abuse, which couldn't help but Zhao Yun was angry, once upon a time, these sixth-level array spirit beasts could also look at themselves like this, and they could also stop themselves.

Since he learned from Tong Yuan, he has learned the technique of strong shield bipolarity, only this time, he feels so powerless, between the wave of the gun shadow, he can no longer sweep a person, hurry up, hurry up, this is the silent cry in Zhao Yun's heart, but the god of fate seems to be really no longer favored this time, the pain all over his body, scattering his last will, exhaustion surged up, and his eyelids were even heavier at this time, constantly trying to fall, ending all this.

Under the influence of Zhao Yun, the giant spear in the sky above Yangping gradually became dim and unreal, completely devoid of its former sharpness and hideousness.

Looking at Yangping Guan, the veteran in the twilight, Cao Zhen also really admired, he had done his best, although the twilight of the hero was miserable, but he had to face it, let him end the admirable and unforgettable opponent in front of him, and with a stroke of his hand, Cao Zhen issued the order for the final general attack.

The next moment he stood up, the Xuan Qi was gathered, and nearly fifty giant beasts appeared out of thin air, roaring in unison, shaking the sky and the earth, and the sound spread in all directions.

Seeing this, the giant beasts surrounding Zhao Yun all bent up and jumped up in unison, and launched a fatal blow at the general who had terrified them.

"Ahh

Zhao Yun roared, perhaps it was a return to the light, and once again pulled out the cold spear standing on his side, and threw it suddenly, under the pull, the giant spear also went in the same direction as the cold spear, shooting directly at one side, where there were two giant beasts, and the spear was pierced by the eyes, and with the seven orifices of the general who manipulated the giant beast array spirit bled out, nearly a hundred figures fell from the sky, mercilessly smashing on the broken city wall, and the blood-stained earth.

Squinting his eyes, looking at the more than fifty giant beasts that attacked again, Zhao Yun was desperate, now he was really tired, tired, as if he was resting......

"Father!"

"General!"

Yangping closed, among the few remaining array spirit beasts, Zhao Guang, Zhao Tong, and Wang Ping shouted in unison when they saw this, looking anxious and worried, although they knew a few days ago that Shuzhong could not draw many reinforcements at all, and guessed the final outcome, but at this moment, they still couldn't face it calmly.

Zhao Guang, Zhao Tong, and Wang Ping, driving the three-headed tiger-shaped giant beast, rushed over, blocking the bombardment of the six-headed giant beast. Despite this, there were more than fifty array spirit beasts living close behind, and despair floated in the hearts of the three of them.

"Roar!"

However, just when the Shu army was hopeless in defending the city and was determined to die in order to reduce the Wei army, a roar seemed to appear on the land of Yangping out of time. Immediately following a black-fronted tiger with hanging eyes jumped out from the south of Yangping Pass, and around Zhao Yun and the others, it fell with a bang, and with a wave of the giant palm, the six-headed spirit beasts of the Wei army immediately flew out upside down, and three of them completely dissipated, revealing a hundred corpses.

When everyone saw it clearly, it was a big tiger with a whole body like ink, with a pair of bone wings on its back, and the bone wings carried rolling black flames, like feathers, so that the pair of wings no longer looked abrupt, but added a bit of domineering when fanning.

Since the appearance of the black tiger, Cao Zhen has been shocked, staring at the black tiger without blinking, constantly searching, and finally fixed his eyes on the black tiger's forehead, where there is a person wearing black armor and a mask on his face, which is quite weird.

"Rank 8 Array Spirit! It's him who comes! ”

"Since Guan Yu's death, there is only one person in Shu who can summon a formation spirit whose strength is comparable to that of level eight, isn't it Chen Dao?!" Sun Li looked at the huge black tiger and muttered to himself as well.

The level of the array spirit is different from the level of the mystic and the talisman, and the eighth-level array spirit is still faintly beyond the ninth-level talisman and the existence of the ninth-level mystery. Of course, this also refers to ordinary people, but in short, it is definitely stronger than the ninth-order first-level mystic and talisman masters.

"That's right! , it's really him, I didn't expect him to appear here! Putting away his previous self-confidence, Cao Zhen's expression gradually became serious, the existence of the eighth-level array spirit is sometimes more impactful than the ninth-level mystery, after all, the mystic is one person after all, and the array spirit is the product of the cooperation of many people, the ancients are invincible with two fists and four hands, and during the battle, the effect of the array spirit is especially greater.

Awakened by this movement again, Zhao Yun squinted, looked up with difficulty, looked at the Black Flame Giant Tiger in front of him, and a smile reappeared on his lonely old face, he came. Others don't know, but Zhao Yun knows that he has the ability not to lose himself, he is here, and Yangping is naturally safe today.

Chen Dao, who was on the forehead of the black tiger, also looked down at Zhao Yun, who was tired and surrounded by several soldiers, his eyes were firm, and he nodded heavily, and a silent handover was completed.

The identities of the two are surprisingly similar, they are both the generals of the former lord Liu Bei, Zhao Yun is famous all over the world, but he always follows the side of the ancestor Liu Bei, and he is not greedy for fame; For Zhao Yun, Chen Zhi did not have a trace of jealousy, in his eyes, Zhao Yun was the most perfect senior among all the people he had seen, a person who had suppressed him for a long time but made him unable to give birth to a trace of jealousy, presumably Zhao Yun, Chen Zhi really knew that he was inferior.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun also admired Chen Zhi, and Zhao Yun also responded to Chen Zhi's greetings, and said softly with a voice that was weak to the extreme, just for himself to hear: "It's been twenty-nine years, Uncle Zhi, you finally ushered in your moment!" ”