"Lotte, let's die"

Zhang Jiao looked at Mo Le fiercely, blood flowed from his mouth, and a trace of absoluteness flashed in his eyes, at this moment Zhang Jiao had already understood that his failure was caused by the alien in front of him, and only by killing him could he be regarded as revenge.

At this time, Zhang Jiao only had hatred in his eyes, and everything else was ignored by him, even the fierce attack that roared behind him.

"Boom"

"Boom"

Two loud bangs, Huang Zhong and Dian Wei's attacks hit Zhang Jiao's body one after another, the huge golden arrow with the destruction of Liliang, suddenly pierced into Zhang Jiao's body, you know, even when Zhang Jiao was in his heyday, he had to deal with it carefully, at this moment with his back to Huang Zhong, in addition to the internal force to protect the body, there was no other protection at all, the golden arrow was instantly inserted into Zhang Jiao's body, and with a snort, Zhang Jiao, who was running wildly, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Dian Wei's furious blow was also a powerful annihilation, the furious Liliang rolled up gusts of wind, in the flying sand and stones, and slammed on Zhang Jiao's body, the terrifying Liliang instantly shattered the wall behind Zhang Jiao, and then entered Zhang Jiao's body, and in a moment, Zhang Jiao's internal organs were crushed.

"Poof"

Zhang Jiao spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and there were still fragments of internal organs in the blood, only to see Zhang Jiao's face darkened, and his vitality dissipated very quickly, but Zhang Jiao's eyes were even more absolute, his body did not pause at all, and he was still crazy to kill Mo Le, moreover, Dian Wei attacked from behind Zhang Jiao, although the furious Liliang injured Zhang Jiao, but accelerated Zhang Jiao's speed.

"Haha, what about death"

"Lotte, give me a funeral"

In high-speed flight. Zhang Jiao was miserable, but there was a hint of refreshment in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart. He was about to die a long time ago, and before he died, he could avenge his second brother and third brother, and he could also be blind.

"Lord, get out of the way"

"Lord, avoid"

Dian Wei and Huang Zhong shouted in horror, watching Zhang Jiao get closer and closer to Mole. Suddenly, the two of them were in a hurry, and suddenly shouted loudly.

But how fast is the speed of a half-step god powerhouse, but it is only a blink of an eye. has already killed in front of Mo Le, not to mention that Dian Wei has accelerated Zhang Jiao, so the speed will be even faster.

"Die, die"

Moment. Zhang Jiao came to Mo Le. Raising the peachwood sword in his hand high, a trace of energy frantically poured into the peachwood sword, and a giant sword more than ten zhang long appeared, with a terrifying majesty, for this attack, Zhang Jiao even gave up the energy wall and concentrated all his energy on the peachwood sword.

Everyone looked at Zhang Jiao in horror, their eyes full of anger. But everyone knows that it will be too late. At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive, everyone held their breath, and there was no sound in the field.

"Poof"

Suddenly, a metallic voice came, and everyone's eyes flashed with surprise, especially Dong Zhuo, whose mouth was wide open, and his eyes were completely incredible.

"How come, Zhang Jiao is the strength of a half-step god"

Dong Zhuo was a little stunned, he felt that his brain was not enough, and the picture in front of him was too weird.

"Wow"

"The Lord is Invincible"

In an instant, there was a violent cheer from the field, and the dragoon army waved the spear in their hands frantically, their eyes were full of admiration, they didn't care about anything else, what they saw was real.

"Ahh

"This"

Mo Le woke up from the loss of his soul, and looked at the scene in front of him in the same unbelievable, only to see that he was holding the war dragon spear tightly, but the head of the war dragon spear was inserted in Zhang Jiao's throat, and it was directly inserted, Zhang Jiao's face was also full of ashes, and his pupils were huge, but he had already lost his vitality.

"The Lord is Invincible"

"The Lord is Invincible"

"The Lord is Invincible"

The dragoon army in the field was still cheering wildly, but Mo Le began to remember what had just happened, and after a while, a trace of clarity regained in his eyes.

It turned out that when Zhang Jiao came to kill Mo Le, Mo Le was also stunned, what strength Zhang Jiao was, a half-step divine product, countless times higher than Mo Le, Mo Le was just an ant-like existence in Zhang Jiao's eyes, and Mo Le had no possibility of escaping at all.

But out of the instinct of the warrior, when Zhang Jiao killed, Mo Le instinctively pulled out the battle dragon spear, and suddenly stabbed with a move, the warrior, especially the determined warrior, in the face of how strong he was, he would not give up resistance because of fear, although it was symbolic many times, but he would also shoot, just like that, Mo Le instinctively shot.

And Zhang Jiao is a half-step god, he doesn't look down on Mo Le at all, and he doesn't have the slightest precaution against Mo Le, so it is ridiculous to let the lion guard against an ant, it can be said that when Zhang Jiao's target is changed to Mo Le, he will see Mo Le as a dead man.

In addition, after receiving Dian Wei's angry blow, his injuries increased sharply, and even his consciousness was a little blurred, and Zhang Jiao's speed also increased a lot because of Dian Wei's angry blow, which made Zhang Jiao's judgment wrong, and he didn't shoot in time, but directly collided with the war dragon spear.

In this way, under all kinds of coincidences, a generation of heroes died under the spear of Mo Le's war dragon, and Shi also died.

"Ding, congratulations to the player Mo Le, successfully killed the super boss Zhang Jiao, and ended the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the system will send an announcement, please choose whether to announce your name"

"Announcement"

"Ding, congratulations to the player Mo Le, who successfully killed the super boss Zhang Jiao and ended the Yellow Turban Rebellion"

"Ding, congratulations to the player Mo Le, your subordinate Dian Wei, successfully killed the super boss Zhang Bao"

"Ding, congratulations to the player Mo Le, your subordinate Huang Zhong successfully killed the super boss Zhang Liang"

"Ding, the system announces, the first large-scale plot in Huaxia District is over, please redeem military merit within three days"

In an instant, the players in the Huaxia District went crazy, their eyes were full of envy, and they joked about it, the three brothers of Zhang Jiao actually let Mo Le kill them alone, but thinking about the peerless combat power of Dian Wei and Huang Zhong, it can also be understood that the players in the Huaxia District are even more crazy about looking for the generals of the Three Kingdoms, and with a little bit of turmoil, countless players will flock to it.

"Congratulations to the lord, after today, the name of the lord should be spread all over the world"

At this moment, Mo Le was still in surprise, but Xu Shu suddenly congratulated him, only to see Xu Shu's face full of joy. His eyes flickered with excitement, he thought of countless possibilities, but he never thought that Zhang Jiao would die at the hands of Mo Le.

"Zhang Jiao is dead?"

"Zhang Jiao was killed by me?"

"The whole army is attacking. Exterminate the Yellow Turban Bandits"

Finally, Mo Le's gaze regained calm, but he was still very surprised, and he still didn't believe it, but when Mo Le's eyes looked at the battlefield in the distance, countless Han officers and soldiers were fighting fiercely with countless Yellow Turban bandits, and Mo Le instantly calmed down. With a loud roar, he urged the war horse to kill the Yellow Turban Bandits.

"All the Army"

"All the Army"

Suddenly, the city was free. The soldiers of the four major legions, under the leadership of the commanders of each legion, frantically slaughtered the Yellow Turban Thieves like tigers out of the cage.

The Yellow Turban Thieves listened. Zhang Jiao is dead. You don't surrender quickly."

The four legions of Easy City, all of which are elite iron-blooded troops, immediately took action after Mo Le jumped out on horseback, and hundreds of thousands of people charged together, but the team was neat and imposing, and Mo Le roared.

"What"

"The Great Sage and Good Master are dead?"

"General Tiangong is dead?"

The sound of ink. Like a magic sound, it instantly attracted the attention of the Yellow Turban Thief Army. They raised their heads and looked towards Zhang Jiao's position, but they couldn't find Zhang Jiao's figure anymore, and they were suddenly stunned in their hearts, and a kind of unpleasant thought rose in their hearts.

"Zhang Jiao is here, and you don't surrender quickly"

The Yellow Turban Thieves fell into a kind of confusion, and suddenly, a violent drink once again attracted the attention of the Yellow Turban Thieves, only to see Xu Shu standing on the high platform, and Zhang Jiao was sandwiched by two soldiers, and there was no longer any look.

"No, it can't be"

"Great sages and good teachers will not die"

"General Tiangong"

In an instant, the morale of the Yellow Turban Thieves plummeted, and all the Yellow Turban Thieves didn't believe their eyes, but the truth was in front of them, and they couldn't believe it.

"The leader of the thieves is dead, so you don't surrender quickly"

Seeing Xu Shu lift Zhang Jiao up, Mo Le immediately yelled, only to see Mo Le's face full of indifference, full of murderous aura, and said coldly.

"Whoever descends, spares himself from death"

Seeing that the Yellow Turban Thief Army fell into hesitation, Mo Le roared again, like thunder, and rushed into the sky, majestic.

"Whoever descends, spares himself from death"

"Whoever descends, spares himself from death"

"Whoever descends, spares himself from death"

Suddenly, the soldiers of Xiaoyao City roared angrily, and the officers and soldiers of the Han Dynasty also joined in the roar, and for a while, the air on the battlefield condensed, and a coercion like the top of Mount Tai shrouded the hearts of the Yellow Turban Thief Army.

"Hmph, since you don't descend, then you will die."

"Dragoon Legion, Flame Legion"

"Follow me, chisel through"

I saw that the Yellow Turban Thieves were full of fear, but no one took the first step, and immediately Mo Le was unhappy in his heart, and secretly said, I really don't know the current affairs, I saw that Mo Le's face was even colder, and he gave an order coldly.

"Chisel through"

"Chisel through"

Mo Le took the lead, followed by tens of thousands of cavalry, galloping wildly, like a cyan torrent, galloping non-stop, ten thousand horses galloping, forming a sharp sword, straight into the Yellow Turban thief army.

"Whoever stands in my way, die"

"He who does not descend dies"

"Rebel, die"

Mo Le's murderous aura became heavier and heavier, and he roared again in his mouth, and instantly poured into the Yellow Turban Thief Army, only to see the Battle Dragon Spear Dance, and countless Yellow Turban Thief Army were killed by a little gun.

"Boom"

"Boom"

After Mo Le, the two legions were like sharp swords, directly inserted into the Yellow Turban Thief Army, killing decisively, without a trace of hesitation, and in an instant, the morale of the Yellow Turban Thief Army fell again, his face was pale, he felt his body shaking, and the fear in his eyes reached the extreme.

Seeing Mo Le coming wildly, the Yellow Turban Thieves avoided one after another, and the Yellow Turban Thieves, who couldn't avoid it, were immediately trampled into meat by ten thousand horses, and there was not even a piece of finished Haode meat, and suddenly a cloud of panic and sorrow hovered over the head of the Yellow Turban Thief Army.

"I surrender, don't kill me"

Suddenly, a Yellow Turban thief who couldn't dodge fell to his knees, raised the war knife in his hand, and said loudly, and his face was full of fear, and Mo Le's war horse stopped ten centimeters in front of him.

"Okay, the one who descends, avoid death, flash away"

Looking at that person, Mo Le said coldly, and at this time, the other Yellow Turban thieves were also infected, and they knelt on the ground with giant knives, and they surrendered one after another.

"Surrender, Don't Kill Me" (To be continued......