"Boom~"

In the sky, the blood clouds that seemed to have accumulated to the limit rose sharply, as if sensing a provocation, and a bucket-like thunderbolt fell from the sky, mixed with endless coercion, and slashed towards Zhang Fei, who was glaring at the sky.

"Black Dragon!" Zhang Fei, who was locked by the blood-colored thunderbolt, faced the mighty power of the heavens and the earth, without the slightest fear, a black gang evil instantly converged into a black divine dragon with his roar, accompanied by Zhang Fei's roar, the Zhangba snake spear in his hand suddenly stabbed the sky, fiercely facing the blood-colored thunder and lightning that fell from the sky, and the black divine dragon roared out, colliding with the blood-colored thunder and lightning fiercely.

After a short stalemate, the thunderbolt that lost its follow-up support dissipated in a crashing sound, but the black dragon died more than once, roaring and rushing into the blood-colored clouds, and after the blood clouds churned violently for a while, they returned to calm, but if you look closely, you will find that compared with before, the rich blood color has dissipated a little, although it is not obvious, but it is real.

Li Xuan watched from afar, only to feel a tingling on his scalp, is this still something that people can do?

However, this qiē is only the beginning.

Doomsday-like scenes appeared on the battlefield, terrifying blood-colored thunder and lightning, mixed with the breath that seemed to destroy the miè world, fell from the sky, and on the battlefield, there were apocalyptic tragic scenes.

In the face of the power of heaven and earth, even the elite of the well-trained Han army looked pale and powerless, and this terrifying blood-colored thunder and lightning did not distinguish between the enemy and us at all, whether it was the Yellow Turban or the Han army, under the power of this doomsday, they all turned into powder, and they didn't even have the courage to resist.

Li Xuan instinctively felt a mortal threat, the warning pain at the center of his eyebrows made him have a splitting headache, he was not Zhang Fei, he didn't have the strength that was the best in the world, in front of this vast heavenly might, that little bit of poor power seemed pale and powerless.

At the critical moment, Li Xuan rolled on the spot, and a thunderbolt slammed into the place where he was before, and a huge force blasted a huge crater in the ground.

"Roar~"

Looking behind him, a large number of soldiers who followed him from birth to death died under this thunderbolt, Li Xuan stared at his red eyes fiercely, and let out a painful roar, like a wounded tiger, his hands slammed on the ground, and instantly passed through the distance, behind him, another explosion thunder sounded, ruthlessly taking away the fresh lives.

"Kill!"

At this time, he had no way to retreat, he could only move forward, under the support of a will that even he couldn't tell, he miraculously avoided the thunder dragon falling from the sky again and again, brushed shoulders with death again and again, and got closer and closer to Zhang Jiao's Chinese army, although he didn't know how long such a skill against the sky could last, but he had no time to think about it, only by completely killing Zhang Jiao could he stop this doomsday rain of thunder.

"Second brother, third brother, help me!" Liu Bei's double swords swung violently, the golden sword qi shattered and slashed at his thunder dragon, and opened his mouth to spew out a stream of reverse blood, although his strength was good, but after all, he could not compare with a peerless fierce general like Guan Zhang, after smashing the three thunder dragons, he was finally unable to continue, looking at Li Xuan, who was a little closer to Zhang Jiao, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Yes!" Guan Zhang Er agreed, quickly retreated behind Liu Bei, and formed a peculiar formation with Liu Bei, the three of them held each other's hands, and suddenly let out a roar in unison.

"Ang~" On the battlefield that had been covered with blood, three dazzling lights suddenly lit up, and three dragons of different colors of gold, cyan, and black burst out from the three of them, roaring and rising into the sky, facing the blood-colored clouds in the sky.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

As if he could feel the sudden crisis, the blood-colored clouds suddenly rolled, and the thunder and lightning on the entire battlefield suddenly sneered, and countless thunderbolts converged and continued to slash towards the three giant dragons that gathered together.

"Boom~"

The three dragons rushed into the blood-colored clouds fiercely, disappearing in an instant, time seemed to stop at this moment, space seemed to be frozen at this moment, as if it was very short, and as if it was a century of long waiting, the terrifying blood-colored thunder and lightning finally stopped wreaking, the blood-colored cloud emitted a violent tumbling and shaking, a ray of light broke through the barrier of the blood-colored cloud, re-illuminated the earth, and the blood-filled battlefield re-attracted light.

"Poof~"

Yellow Turban Zhongjun, Zhang Jiao fell from the void abruptly, his already withered face added a little pale death, a mouthful of black blood mixed with internal organs spurted out of his mouth, dyed red with bright yellow silk in front of him, looked in the direction of Liu Bei, a touch of crazy anger flashed in his eyes, at this moment, he finally felt the pure Han dragon qi on Liu Bei's body.

"Great Sage and Good Teacher!?" Around, a dry Yellow Turban generals let out a desperate scream, in their hearts, the omnipotent sage and good teacher were finally smashed off the altar with this earth-destroying spell, these Yellow Turban generals who were not discouraged at the last moment, with the failure of Zhang Jiao's blow, the always firm faith in their hearts finally collapsed, like a walking corpse that had lost its soul.

"Kill these three faster than me!" Zhang Jiao looked in Liu Bei's direction with hatred, the dragon qi accumulated in the Han Dynasty for more than 400 years was actually gathered in this person, and now, he wanted to seize his dragon qi, it was simply wishful thinking.

"Yes!" A famous Yellow Turban Qu Shuai and Xiao Qu Shuai seemed to be able to feel the anger in Zhang Jiao's heart and the future of the Yellow Turban, let out an angry scream, roared and rushed towards Liu Bei and the three, the last faith in their hearts was destroyed by these three people, and the short loss was under Zhang Jiao's last order, transformed into monstrous hatred, and issued a final desperate attack on Liu Bei and the three.

"Yun Chang, Yide, quickly kill Zhang Jiao!" The corners of Liu Bei's mouth were still chopping with blood, but there was an irrepressible joy in his voice, seeing that there was only a line of distance left from the target, and the other soldiers and horses had already retreated because of the doomsday baptism of thunder and lightning between them, and only the three of them were left nearby, Rao was Liu Bei's city government, and he finally couldn't suppress this joy at this moment.

"Kill!" A yellow turban commander was pierced through the chest by Zhang Fei's spear, but he let out a desperate roar, threw the steel knife in his hand to the opponent's cheek, and was picked up by Guan Yu, who was quick and quick-eyed.

"Big brother, there is something wrong with these yellow turban generals!" Cutting off the head of a yellow turban commander with a knife, Guan Yu protected Liu Bei in front of him and said in a condensed voice.

"Quick, break through as much as possible, don't entangle with them!" At this moment, Liu Bei's eyes had swept to Li Xuan, who was struggling to get up from a hole, although Liu Bei didn't believe that the other party alone had the ability to kill Zhang Jiao, but as long as there was a slight possibility, Liu Bei would not allow it to happen, and said to his brother for the first time.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei also felt Liu Bei's urgency, nodded solemnly, their eyes were full of essence, and the big swords and spears rolled up bursts of blood, although the strength of these Yellow Turban Commanders and generals was not low, none of them were under the poison that was killed by Li Xuan before, but what they were facing was the world's top combat power, in front of these two peerless generals, they were actually not much different from ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Hehe~" Looking at Li Xuan, who was struggling to move his steps, but persistently pounced on him, a bitter smile flashed in the corner of Zhang Jiao's eyes, and he muttered: "Zhang's head, instead of achieving the last dragon qi of the Han family, it is better to cheapen you, just let Zhang see how far you can go!?" ”

"Han thief, take your life!" Supporting his rickety body, Zhang Jiao slowly pulled out the peachwood sword at his waist and met Li Xuan angrily.

"Kill!" Li Xuan's mind was blank at this time, in his eyes, there was only Zhang Jiao, a strong obsession supporting his body, and he was going to cut Zhang Jiao under the knife.

"Haha, the way of heaven is unfair, with my blood, blood recommends the sky!" At the moment when Li Xuan raised his knife and pounced, seeing that the war knife that had slaughtered the blood of countless Yellow Turban soldiers was raised high, Zhang Jiao suddenly threw away the peachwood sword in his hand, and his hands were lightly raised, looking at the sky proudly.

"Puff~"

The cold light appeared, accompanied by Liu Bei's angry and unwilling roar in the distance, and Zhang Jiao's head flew high under the splash of blood.

"Di~ Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the special person, successfully devouring the dragon qi it possesses, the only hidden talent Emperor Golden Dragon level +1, host charm +10, and skill cultivation speed increased by 5%."

"Congratulations to the host for successfully killing Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turbans, and obtaining 100W of the Eastern Han Dynasty Merit, +10000 prestige on the plane, and +1000 prestige on the plane."

"Di ~ Because the host killed Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yellow Turbans, the system determined that the Yellow Turban forces were extinguished, Guangzong changed hands, and successfully completed the camp task - to destroy the Yellow Turbans, reward the host with 100W of meritorious service, and the prestige of the original plane is 2000, and the host official rank will be promoted to the captain of the Huns, and the official reward will be issued in three days."

The system prompt kept ringing in his mind, but Li Xuan ignored it, the steel knife was stuck upside down on the ground, maintaining the balance of his body, and staring blankly at Zhang Jiao's body that lost his head, but there was no joy of victory at the moment, but there was an indescribable sadness, looking at the headless corpse in front of him, he finally sighed, and was about to leave, when suddenly a light mass that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye overflowed from Zhang Jiao's body, quietly suspended above Zhang Jiao's body.

"Explosive equipment?" Looking at the shape of the book faintly revealed in the light cluster, a strange thought flashed through Li Xuan's mind, and then he shook his head a little funny, and reached out to touch the light cluster.

"Crackling~"

At the moment when Li Xuan's fingers touched the light cluster, the originally calm light cluster suddenly produced a violent resistance, and the inside seemed to be boiling, and the books inside were suddenly divided into three, one of which turned into a ray of light and submerged into Li Xuan's body, and the other two were lightning like lightning into Liu Bei's body with a frustrated face, and the other one shot towards the south and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Di ~ Congratulations to the host for obtaining the special props of the original plane - "Taiping Qing Lingshu" (remnant)"