"Who is this?" Zhang Fei maintained the posture of holding the Zhangba snake spear and stabbing it, and through the flesh and bones dripping in front of him, he looked at the wrestler wearing gold armor and his face blurred not far away.

He was also drenched, in fact, just now, even he didn't have much time to react. Being able to block in front of Lu Zhi, use his Zhangba snake spear to stop the incoming momentum of the two war horses, and turn these two war horses into large and small pieces of meat, this is already Zhang Fei's full strength.

At this time, of course, it was impossible for him to dodge the flesh and blood of those war horses, and even now he looked so embarrassed, almost every inch of his armor was stained with flesh and blood. It's just that for Zhang Fei, this is normal, even if there is still a piece of broken meat of a war horse on his face, he didn't wipe it off with his hands.

In the flesh and blood battlefield, even if his body was stained with the blood of the Venerable Master, he would not frown, let alone the blood of the war horse. Every superfluous action now is not necessary for Zhang Fei, because the enemy in front of him is worthy of his treatment.

Although he is a human type, Zhang Fei does not believe that he is a person no matter what. Not only in the blurred face, but also in the way he appeared, and on the blurred face, a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.

Inside that eye, there was nothing, empty, without any emotional flow. The eyes are the windows of the human soul, which will fluctuate with the fluctuations of emotions, the change of scenes, and the occurrence of some things. Even the eyes of the dying are not so hollow, and the eyes of this golden-armored monster are like two black holes, devouring all changes that can reveal their own fluctuations.

Yes, golden-armored monsters. This is Zhang Fei's description of this golden armor man, no matter how incredible his appearance is, no matter how powerful he is, it can't change the fact that he is not a person. Because even he himself must be in a state of fighting spirit now, and there must be a thirst for war in his eyes.

"Drink!" Zhang Fei let out a deep sigh, and the sound of thunder exploded in his chest, and the aftermath did not stop for a long time.

He moved, and the whole person turned into a vague shadow, rushing towards the golden armor man in front of him, leaving only one forward footprint after another on the ground. This is still the military boots on Zhang Fei's feet, which were left behind by stepping on the ground soaked in horse blood and staining the blood that originally occupied that position, and farther away, it was replaced by his military boots stepping on the ground, and the blood stained on them was reprinted on the ground.

There were no superfluous changes, unlike before, when one person attacked the formation of the Yellow Turban soldiers, one step at a time, each step would trample the stone slabs that paved the streets to sink and crack. And now, except for the bloody footprints on the stone slab, everything is like a person walking on a normal day.

Masters compete with each other, only fight for one line! The strength of Zhang Fei's whole body now has condensed into a strand, lurking inside his body, ready to burst out at any time of need. He has reached the realm of freedom, and when he wants to kill, he will only use a part of the power he should have, to kill the enemies that can be killed within this power, and there will be no overflow of power.

The action of stepping on the bluestone slab when he rushed into battle before was an overflow of power and a small means. There is only one enemy to deal with now, but Zhang Fei is extremely attentive, because he can't see the slightest fluctuation in the latter's eyes, there is no fear, nothing. That kind of terrifying little trick, as soon as he saw this golden armor man, Zhang Fei knew that it was useless.

He chose to shoot with all his might, and when he was not far from the golden armor man, the Zhangba snake spear stabbed at a tricky angle. As fast as a poisonous snake attacked, he slammed into the tiger and pounced on the sheep, and there was no return to the first form of the gun, and Guanxin was used by him in this way.

This is just a simple thrust, but because of its simplicity, Zhang Fei can make it to the extreme. The simpler the thing, the more it is not simple, and the more it can be done to the extreme.

What is Perseverance? Snatching his heart and killing his people, this is the source of Zhang Fei's first style of no return gun.

When the Zhangba snake spear stabbed out and came to the chest of the golden armor man, Zhang Fei did not have the slightest joy on his face. In front of his eyes, the golden-armored man who had been lifeless and had not moved since he threw out the two war horses from the beginning finally moved, and in the face of a shot that could make countless people tremble, he just stretched out his hands, palms facing each other, and closed them in front of his chest.

The tip of the Zhangba snake spear, the sharp blade like a snake letter, was sandwiched in a pair of fleshy palms. No, this is not a pair of fleshy palms, because Zhang Fei can feel from the arm holding the spear the feeling of hardship that appeared when his Zhangba snake spear pierced into it and was caught by the palms of both hands.

Not only was the Zhangba snake spear unable to advance an inch, it was firmly clamped, and it was accompanied by a slight friction sound. The fleshy palms were as if they were made of gold and iron, and they were not hurt at all, and not a single trace of blood flowed out.

"Hum", the Zhangba Snake Spear made a gentle buzzing sound, don't look at Zhang Fei still maintaining the posture of stabbing out the Zhangba Snake Spear, but in fact, he was secretly fighting with the Jinjia people, so no one could see it clearly. Because of the mutual confrontation of each other's strength, it will not reveal half a point on the outside, only Zhang Fei can know how much strength the golden armor man on the opposite side has, and his strength is only through the continuous impact of the Zhangba Snake Spear, but in exchange for the humming of the Zhangba Snake Spear.

"Have the archers arrived at their designated location?" Lu Zhi shook his head, rejected the suggestion of the guards who came to protect him to step back, and asked out loud.

Although his position was dangerous, Lu Zhi was not allowed to retreat, and even though it was dangerous, Lu Zhi did not feel that he needed to retreat. If Zhang Jiao could have killed him so easily, he would have been killed a long time ago, and he wouldn't be able to appear here now. In fact, after a series of battles, Lu Zhi also discovered that the demon magic could not be performed without moderation, but it also had various restrictions and consumption.

So he still sat firmly on the back of the war horse, and comforted some frightened war horses. As the head coach, if he chooses to retreat in the face of an absolute advantage, then he is safe, but the damage to morale is absolute.

Until this moment, he still firmly believed that Zhang Jiao's defeat was only a matter of time.

"It's supposed to be there, right?" The leader of the guards who was questioned was stunned for a moment, and then replied.

"I don't want should, but affirmation." Lu Zhi stared fixedly at Zhang Fei and Jinjiaren, who were wrestling, and the confrontation between the two was still not over.

Just now, some elite archers in the army who did not believe in evil secretly fired cold arrows at the golden armor man, all in vain, no matter what direction they were in, whether they hit the parts covered by the golden armor, or the parts that were not protected by the shining golden armor, they all did not cause substantial damage. Lu Zhi could see very clearly that it was not that the eye-catching armor had strong defensive power, but that the real strength was the golden armor man himself.

Whether it's his hands, or other parts, the bare skin. Whether it's a snake spear or a cold arrow, after touching his body that looks like flesh and blood, it will bring the damage that should appear on a person's body.

Even if Lu Zhi ordered the sharpshooters in the army to replace the ordinary feather arrows with armor-piercing cones, the same was true. This powerful arrow that could penetrate the enemy's armor only achieved a slightly better result than ordinary feathered arrows, leaving a white mark on the bare skin of the golden-armored man.

The leader of the guards stepped back, and when he came back, he had already brought Lu Zhi the news he wanted to wait for.

"Lu Shuai, our archers have reached the designated position, as soon as the arrows move, they will immediately launch an attack on the thief Dao Zhangjiao." The guard whispered.

"You should have all the arrows you prepared, right?" Lu Zhi continued to ask, and after getting the exact answer from the leader of the guards, he immediately ordered: "Then do it, shoot the thief Dao Zhang Jiao for me!" ”

"Yes!" The leader of the guards immediately took out the longbow he was carrying behind him, as well as the Mingdi arrow, and shot the Mingdi arrow at the sky!

A loud sound appeared in the air, and a sharp whistling sound spread far away.

With the sound of the sound of arrows, dense archers appeared on the roofs of the houses on both sides of the long street, standing on the roofs, and the bows and arrows in their hands pointed at Zhang Jiao. The moment they saw Zhang Jiao, they did not hesitate to let go of the bowstring and shoot the arrow, allowing the bowstring to keep vibrating. An arrow was fired, and many archers took out a new arrow from the quiver behind their backs, and continued to put it on the bowstring, and another arrow was fired.

The entire section of the long street, where Zhang Jiao was standing, was immediately covered by a rain of arrows. The dense feather arrows continued the attack that had not worked at the beginning, and launched an attack on Zhang Jiaozhou's body.

In fact, no Han archer has ever experienced such a scene, hundreds of archers, shooting arrows together, this should be a very common scene. At least on the battlefield, there are many scenes of more archers firing in a volley, and it is more spectacular than the scene that is happening now, but in their eyes, there is only one person who is treated like this! It's not hundreds or thousands of enemies, it's just one person, and they are firing such a volley just to shoot one person.

How ridiculous? But each of the archers did not find it ridiculous, but took it for granted, because they had seen a similar scene when they had been mobilized to ambush on the rooftops on both sides of the long street. That scene was also a salvo of hundreds of feathered arrows, but Zhang Jiao, the Tiangong general of the Yellow Turban Army, was unscathed in the rain of arrows.

At that time, they knew that what they thought was a big deal was because they had to face such an enemy. But the hundreds, who were still killing people on the battlefield as usual, did not care what the result was, and had already put the second feathered arrow on the bowstring and shot it again.

This arrow is not an ordinary feather arrow, but an armor-piercing cone specially designed to shoot enemies in armor. In fact, in this battle, among the materials mobilized from all over the country, there was a batch of armor-piercing cones among the materials belonging to the archers, but after the actual battle with the Yellow Turban Army, this batch of armor-piercing cones did not really consume much.

The reason is that in the Yellow Turban Army, those low-level Yellow Turban soldiers did not wear any decent armor at all, even if they were the small leaders of the Yellow Turbans, they belonged to the leaders of the Yellow Turban Army, the level of military generals, and the armor they wore could be injured by ordinary feather arrows. Even if the arrows can't penetrate the armor, in the dense rain of arrows on the battlefield, not every feathered arrow will shoot at the enemy's armor.

Therefore, the large-scale use of the armor-piercing cone is the first time here, but it is not used in a big battle, and the target to deal with is not a sharp warrior in strong armor, but a Taoist in a Taoist robe. This is really incredible, not to mention that on the bowstring of every archer, the armor-piercing cone shot out, and the arrows of the armor-piercing cone shot out, are stained with blood.

Black dog blood. This is also an item used to break the demon art in folk rumors, of course Lu Zhi will not believe it easily, and in several confrontations with the Yellow Turban Army, he has verified it, and will take it out at this time and use it to deal with Zhang Jiao.

It turned out that the feather arrows that Zhang Jiao faced would never be so few, at least in Lu Zhi's preparations, there would be thousands of archers in a volley. It's just that because there is more Zhang Fei in front of Lu Zhi, this also causes the archers not far behind him to shoot arrows towards Zhang Jiao, and some of them will inevitably fly towards Zhang Fei who is wrestling with the golden armor man.

In fact, at this time, Zhang Fei should have retreated, but he had already fallen into a situation where he couldn't retreat, and as soon as he retreated, the golden armor man in front of him would definitely kill him blatantly. At the same time, the Zhangba snake spear in his hand was also unable to move in the palms of the golden armor man's hands, and there were also the hands of the golden armor man who could not move.

Whoever loses patience first, who dies first, is the current scene. Of course, Zhang Fei understood that maybe when he killed this golden armor man, it would definitely choose to die together, and Zhang Fei's own lightest injury was injury. As for how Zhang Fei knew, of course he knew, because if the golden armor man was invulnerable, then he didn't have to care about his Zhangba snake spear, and why the golden armor man didn't choose the same way of fighting at the beginning, Zhang Fei was also extremely confused.

In the eyes of this monster, there is no fear of death!

(End of chapter)