"Gongjin! What should I do?"

The battle situation took a sharp turn, the Han Navy turned the tables in an instant, and Liu Xie's face was full of panic, and he was completely panicked.

Gan Ning is the absolute soul core of the Jinfan Army, as soon as he loses, the Jinfan Army suddenly becomes a plate of scattered sand, how can he compete with the Han Naval Army?

Zhou Yu's expression was still calm.

Although the traitors of the Water Mirror Academy Palace followed the prince, and Gan Ning was defeated quickly and unexpectedly, this battle was not over.

"Your Highness, don't be surprised, we haven't lost yet!"

Zhou Yu held the Huaiyin sword in his hand, and watched coldly as the Han navy took advantage of the victory to pursue and defeated the Jinfan army, until the navy began to examine the spoils of war complacently, and then slowly pointed a finger.

Suddenly, a second army appeared.

The head is tied with a yellow scarf, and the breath is deep, it is the remnant of the yellow scarf, and it is the elite of the elite.

The Yellow Turban Army was spread across the eight continents of the world, with more than 100 million followers, from Qu Shuai to generals, hundreds of strong people in the Peerless Realm, and in less than half a year of counterinsurgency, the number of people killed was actually very small, about one percent, and the rest were dropped.

Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince punished the eunuchs and ruled the officials, although it would not be the people's hearts to be followed, the people had hope, and most of the Yellow Turban Army lived in peace.

However, there are always some ambitious people, dreaming of worshipping the generals, but they are sent away by idle jobs, resentful, and brewing again.

These people are gathered here now.

"Not good!"

When the remnants of the Yellow Turban appeared, the Han naval army, which thought that victory was in sight, made a commotion.

Not only is the yellow scarf making a comeback, but what is even more terrifying is that these people are riding under their crotches, and there are countless huge water beasts.

"The useless hole cards on the overseas immortal road, have they finally been all bet on this time?"

On the dragon boat, Gu Cheng looked at the bottom of the sea.

Giant fish ride the waves, rising and falling in the Yellow River, all of them are so large that some of them are comparable to ordinary islands, and when they surface, the feeling of oppression is almost heavenly.

And on the giant whale in the center, there are dozens of people, led by the former party Qu Shuai, and Chu Yan is standing in the middle.

His face was dark and resolute, his figure was burly and strong, with a majestic and domineering spirit, he raised his arms high, and said word by word: "There is only one chance! If you sink the dragon boat, the prince will live or die!

"Rather there is a kind!"

"Rather there is a kind!"

Everyone responded with a bang, their eyes full of fanaticism and blood.

In the past, even if the Yellow Turban Army swept the world, it had no chance to threaten the true dragon son of the Han Dynasty, but now that the prince has killed himself and left Luoyang, then don't blame them for taking the opportunity to take the opportunity to follow the example of Zhang Liangbo Langsha and assassinate Qin in the past, leaving his name in the annals of history.

"Your Highness!"

Witnessing this scene, the faces of all the generals on the dragon boat changed.

This army of alien beasts is different from the Jinfan army.

The alien beast is different from humans, and its body is too large, even if it doesn't have any magical powers, it is unbearable to just crash straight into it!

In order to eliminate the evil, the Han naval army has been dispersed, and it is impossible to assemble in a short period of time, if it is hit head-on by the other party, the consequences are unimaginable!

"The Yellow River and the Yangtze River are indeed difficult to cross, and in the future, I will refine a flying immortal dragon boat, go to the sky and the earth, and do everything!"

Gu Cheng had a lot of time, and even had the time to imagine the future, so he clapped his hands leisurely.

Whew!Whew!

"Heavenly Master Dao Zhang Lu is here, who dares to go wild!"

When the light of transmission bloomed from the sky one after another, the confidence on Zhou Yu's face finally solidified completely.

Shuzhong Heavenly Master Dao!

How did it end up here?

This is not a sudden appearance, since Gu Cheng left Beijing, Zhang Lu has been ordered to take the elite of the sect to guard, and at this moment it is his turn to appear, he has long been unable to hold back, and two sword lights will come out with his mouth.

Light shooting bullfighting, the law is like male and female, pointing to the sky and the demon star is obscure, summoning thunder and purple lightning soaring, it is the killing weapon given by the Taishang Laojun, three or five slashing evil male and female swords.

"Extinguish!"

With the male and female swords coming out, the 50,000 Dao soldiers who appeared with Zhang Lu also fought the sword at the same time, swishing, and countless quenching flying swords turned into a surging sword tide, advancing head to head, dazzling and powerful, just one face, and the army of alien beasts was drowned.

"No!"

In the earth-shattering scream, the surging waves spread out in all directions, and the largest giant whale's body suddenly collapsed and scattered, turning into countless pieces of flesh, flying sideways.

For a while, the Yellow River was like a brilliant meteor shower, and the remnants of the yellow turban standing on it were never traced again.

Strike a blow!

"Slash again!"

Zhang Lu, who regained the power of the Heavenly Master's Dao, was full of spirit, and his sword light rose again, and he must eliminate all evil.

is also a religious force, he dealt with the Yellow Turban Army Taiping, which was simply handy, and the most shocking thing was the 50,000 Taoist soldiers led by Zhang Lu who were trained by Zhang Jiao and finally taken away by the imperial court.

When the screams and screams of strange beasts resounded one after another on the Yellow River, and the water surface was completely stained red with blood, this was the real spear of oneself and the shield of oneself!

"Let's go!"

This is really the general trend has gone, Zhou Yu didn't say anything more, grabbed Liu Xie's shoulder, and wanted to teleport with the power of the Huaiyin Sword.

But the dragon boat had already arrived head-on, and Gu Cheng stood on the bow of the boat, overlooking this small warship, his breath locked.

The Huaiyin Sword was cast by Han Xin in the past, integrated into the Holy Dao of the Soldiers, and has the ability to teleport the army, which is really against the sky.

Even in the battlefield of this world, military strength is no longer the main factor determining victory or defeat, but when used well, it is unpredictable.

This mysterious artifact, Gu Chengzhi is bound to get.

Of course, the fate of the soldier saint Han Xin is all the same, and the Xuan Artifact Instrument Spirit is definitely against the Han royal family, and would rather assist the Water Mirror Eight Wonders than be used by the Han Dynasty.

It's a pity that no matter how strong the power of the mysterious weapon is, Zhou Yu is only the third realm of the peerless, and when the two armies of Jinfan and the Yellow Turban are defeated together, they are already weak.

When Zhou Yu felt the coercion of the heavens and the earth, and knew that he would never be able to escape, he grabbed Liu Xie's shoulders and stared at him deeply.

This glance contained a thousand words and countless emotions, Liu Xie's eyes suddenly moistened, and then he was sent into the cabin.

The prince, who was mixed with ordinary soldiers, was rubbed by the aftermath of the clash of mysterious weapons, and was soon deeply injured, but finally seized a chance and escaped.

Before sinking into the water, what he saw was Zhou Yu's resoluteness, facing the clutches of the crown prince that filled the heavens and the earth.

Goo! Goo! Goo!

I don't know how much water I drank from the Yellow River, but when the sky was bright, Liu Xie was finally washed to the shore.

Overnight, 100,000 coalition troops disappeared.

He was so distraught that he could barely get up.

But at this moment, the Spirit Fox Thousand Illusion Flow emitted a luster, and a gentle power poured into his heart.

That's the feeling of the father!

Liu Xie clenched his fists and propped up his arms.

Yes, can't give up!

Although the current crown prince is not powerful, he also has a righteous destiny.

Imagine that Liu Bang, the Taizu of the Han Dynasty, also escaped death in the hands of Xiang Yu several times, and finally achieved a great cause?

Liu Xie cheered up and followed the power of the mask's guidance to touch the shore.

But the injury was too serious after all, he did not reach the realm of Wushuang, he could not be suppressed completely, and when he was about to fall, he vaguely saw an old man with a green bag passing by in the distance.

"Help me!"