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This time, it was no longer the Xiliang generals whose faces changed drastically, but the five people from Chen to Ji Ling, Lu Qian, and Peng An, who failed with one blow.

The five of them joined forces, and the majestic killing machine condensed, like hitting cotton, swords, guns, swords, halberds fell, and there was a pothole in the ground, but they didn't even touch the corner of Dong Zhuo's clothes.

"It's the Xishu Miao Occult Technique."

Among the five people, Kuai Yue from Jingzhou opened his eyes wide and exclaimed.

Jingzhou is adjacent to Yizhou Shudi, and Kuai Yue from the Jingzhou clan is naturally more familiar with it than Chen Zhi, especially some strange things in Shu, Kuai Yue is even more aware of it.

Xishu Miao Xuanshu, a practice of Xuanzhi and Xuan, the legend inherited from the ancient times of Chiyou, also known as the beginning of the art, in the rivers and lakes, no matter how famous, but it is a creepy exercise, it is rumored that those who practice this method must eat people's hearts nine hundred and nine, and they must all be virgin hearts, virgin hearts that are not stained with red dust.

The reason why Kuai Yue was able to recognize this method at a glance was because those ancient records in the clan had described that extremely strange practice with a very serious treatise.

For those who practice occult arts, the heavenly spirit floats in the black lotus, and the pupils are shining, this long-sealed record flashed in Kuai Yue's mind, and that exclamation also made Lu Qian and Chen Zhi's faces change drastically.

The legend of the strange technique of Xishu Miao Mystic Art flowed through their hearts, and suddenly, the eyes that looked at Dong Zhuo changed a little.

The tall and heavy Taishi chair was flat and white for more than ten meters Again, Dong Zhuo on it, his eyes were shining. Stared at Lu Qianchen with a slight mockery. Ten fingers lightly. To put it mildly, there were at least thousands of silver filaments shuttling away, and in this thick dark night, everyone only felt a trace of coolness, and they didn't know what a cruel killing attempt this was.

Li Guo, Hu Zhen, Duan Xuan and other Xiliang generals fell on Dong Zhuo's side, and the dense silver threads were extremely fast. With Dong Zhuo's fingers moving slightly, there was a neighing sound like a needle falling to the ground, and the disciples of the princes who could still stand didn't even have time to scream, except for a few who were more powerful in martial arts, five families and horses, at least fifty of them were penetrated by silver threads in an instant.

Dong Zhuo smiled cruelly, and the ten fingers of his hands suddenly clenched, forming a fist.

In the thick mist, Chen Zhiji, Lu Qianyue, and Peng An's face instantly sank.

There was a clearly audible cracking sound, and the remaining nearly thirty disciples of the princes who were more skilled in martial arts let out angry roars one after another. All kinds of weapons in his hand, suddenly cut off the silver wire.

There was an uproar. At least half of the silver thread was cut off like fire meeting water, and the rest, with a faint whisper, pulled the bloody heart, and fell to the ground under the gaze of everyone.

When a man died, his eyes were angry but not closed, and more than fifty disciples who were blind tried to breathe the air outside, but their hearts had already fallen.

A breath of fresh air poured into their minds, and these male and female disciples from different camps, all bleeding profusely from their facial features, slammed to the ground, and pressed against the bright red heart, dying no longer dead.

"Silverhand."

Kuai Yue's face was unusually solemn, and he looked deeply at Dong Zhuo, who was still sitting on the Taishi chair and had never stood up, and a trace of undisguised jealousy flashed in his eyes.

In addition to recording a method of absorbing the vitality of others, the silver silk hand and Dong Zhuo's lotus qi machine that made the Taishi chair swept up without wind are also first-class weird methods in the mysticism.

Not only Chen Zhi, Lu Qian, Kuai Yue and the other surviving princes' disciples were shocked by Dong Zhuo's terrible, but also Li Guo, Fan Su, Hu Zhen and others, who were veterans under Dong Zhuo, also changed their faces slightly.

They have seen Dong Zhuo's super trapping method, outside the battlefield, but it is the first time to see Dong Zhuo shoot, no one has underestimated him, it's just that the world's evaluation of him is too low, everyone says how powerful the Xiliang Iron Cavalry is, but often ignores the strength of Dong Zhuo himself, who is the leader of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, can convince this group of brave and rough men, Dong Zhuo has no extraordinary means, it is naturally difficult to convince people, and powerful martial arts are often the most powerful wrists in the military to tame those unruly soldiers.

As the prominent intelligence leaders under the command of the princes, Lu Qian and Chen Zhikuai Yue have never underestimated Dong Zhuo, as intelligence people, they often know much more about the inside of the Dao than outsiders, and they are probably more familiar with the enemy than they know their own people, in this world, the people who know you best are often not your so-called best friends, but the enemies who think about how to trouble you everywhere.

There is no doubt that under Dong Zhuo's nose, the intelligence leaders who have dug a pit and have been eyeing others have been eyeing others, and their understanding of Dong Zhuo is probably not something that outsiders can understand.

Even so, they still underestimated Dong Zhuo and underestimated this middle-aged man who seemed to be as old as autumn wind and dead wood.

Dong Zhuo smiled cruelly, and his inner strength surged up to ten fingers, like two rays of netherworld fire, and the thousands of silver threads that could not be seen clearly in the mist instantly melted like snowflakes.

"It's been a long time since I've made a move."

Dong Zhuo's laughter sounded quite comfortably, and his ghostly eyes stared directly at Chen to Lu Qian and the others, and he didn't even bother to look at the other thirty or so people.

Outside the palace gate, there were already corpses, there were three or four hundred, most of them were soldiers of the hussar battalion, and those who had a burst of strength all held guns and looked coldly at the remaining thirty people, and the corpses of their comrades were all at their feet, but they didn't see that this elite soldier who was known as Dong Zhuo's personal guard had changed color a little.

Chen to Lu Qian's five people, looking at Dong Zhuo on the Taishi chair solemnly, all kinds of thoughts flowed in their hearts, but they never spoke.

"Are you waiting for changes in the palace?" Dong Zhuo glanced at the few people standing upright, and flicked his index finger on the armrest of the Taishi chair.

Although Chen Zhi Lu Qian's faces remained unchanged, their hearts were already quietly shocked.

But he heard Dong Zhuo sneer and said, "This Taishi also wants to know how many corpses will be carried out later." ”

It seemed to verify Dong Zhuo's sneer, and suddenly an arrow broke through the air and shuttled.

Like a firework, in the foggy night sky, it suddenly exploded, unusually gorgeous.

The sound of fireworks exploding shook everyone's hearts.

Chen Zhilu Qian Yue Ji Ling Peng An's face changed slightly, and the weapon in his hand suddenly tightened.

"Very good, it looks like they're all in the net." Dong Zhuo on the Taishi chair frowned and laughed gloomily.

And he had run out of patience, and his thick arms were gently slashed off.

"Kill them all."

The voice was as cold as iron, the Taishi chair did not move, and Dong Zhuo never stood up.

In his eyes, this group of people is not to the point where he can take action in person.

Six or seven majestic figures swept out, and several generals of Xiliang, including Li Dao, Guo Yan, Duan Xuan, Fan Silk and Hu Zhen, carried the killing machine, and suddenly poured down.

The remaining more than 600 hussar battalion soldiers did not hesitate to kill, the army formation opened, even if there were only more than 600 people, but formed an ingenious battle formation, more than 600 people, the momentum blended, enough to penetrate the large array of 1,000 people, if they were given one more war horse, the two armies fought, these 500 hussar battalion soldiers were enough to tear apart the team of more than 3,000 people.

They were one of the most prestigious guards battalions under Dong Zhuo's command, and although there were only a few thousand people, they were a force that could not be underestimated.

More than 600 people against those 30 people, bullying the widows with the crowd, for this group of soldiers from the army, it was just a simple cautious experience of using tigers and rabbits.

"Kill."

Chen to Lu Qian Kuai Yue Ji Ling Peng An and several people have already ridden the tiger difficult, looking at this, Dong Zhuo personally blocked the palace gate, their chance is not big, in addition to the hope of another team in the palace, they can only turn the attack into entanglement, a entanglement of words, to drag the soldiers and horses outside the palace gate to the death, how to say that it is necessary to drag out a little time for the other soldiers and horses who sneaked into the palace.

Dong Zhuo, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair, sneered, as if he had seen through what Chen Zhi and Lu Qian were thinking, but he didn't point it out, and his eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.

Dong Zhuo watched from behind, Li Dao, Guo Yan, Duan Xuan, Fan Silk, Hu Zhen and others acted mercilessly, no longer hiding clumsiness.

This group of Xiliang veterans who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood are among the ranks of the generals who are shouted in the world, and they can be regarded as first-class, especially Li Guo, who is Gan Ning and Xu Huang joined forces, and they only hit these two hard, not captured, and this alone can be seen how strong the martial arts of the two should be.

The last wave of shouts and killings sounded, and outside the palace gate, tonight was destined to add another blood-colored color in this thick fog.

And in the palace, what is the scene? (To be continued......)