Last time, Wang Ping let out a loud shout in his mouth, summoning countless lightning bolts to slash down the surrounding enemies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But it was just a chop, and there were not many of the Yellow Turban soldiers around him who were really killed by lightning strikes, but many of the Yellow Turban wrestlers who rushed towards him fell to the ground spasmally, and it seemed that they had more air in and less air out, and the rest of the people who did not die also opened their eyes in a daze, and it seemed that they had recovered their human consciousness, which made Wang Ping's eyes narrow.

However, at this time, the situation did not allow him to think too much, and the yellow turban wrestlers behind him no longer knew what fear was at this time, as long as they were not struck by lightning, they all kept frantically rushing towards him, and the dense sense of terror like the locust plague made Wang Ping's scalp a little numb.

At that moment, he no longer observed, turned his head and rushed towards Zhou Yu and the others at the city gate. As the distance got closer, he finally regained the connection with Zhou Yu and the others in his heart, and without any hesitation, he directly mobilized the power of the bloodline, and united with Zhou Yu and the others to launch their martial arts skills as soon as possible.

Zhou Yu's crotch horse neighed, and then he plucked the yaoqin in his hand, and a green light array suddenly appeared in his own camp around him, turning with the rhythm of his piano sound, and with it, the soldiers under the command of the five military generals from the world of "Sweeping a Thousand Armies" around him were constantly resurrected and reappeared, and the few remaining soldiers were actually filled up again in the four green lights rising, and even the generals from this world also improved a lot with this burst of green light. This situation immediately shocked the surrounding Yellow Turban Army to retreat.

But their shock was not over, only to see Dong Zhuo and Cao Ren, who had just been besieged and almost killed, at the same time the horse controller stood up, bursting into a crazy laugh from his mouth.

"Hahaha!!"

And with the laughter, Dong Zhuo, who was amazingly fat, waved his hand, and a group of translucent fire bulls appeared around him, 'moo' howled and rushed towards the yellow turban wrestlers who were still surrounding them, frantically impacting the yellow turban people around them who were not afraid of death to attack them, and immediately emptied the surrounding space.

On the other hand, Cao Ren, who was also laughing wildly, was much weaker, but he was only weaker than Dong Zhuo, and in the eyes of the Yellow Turban Army, he still belonged to the ranks of non-humans. I saw that with Cao Ren's crazy laughter, a transparent yellow ball of light suddenly appeared around him and enveloped him, and he also turned into a death squad at this moment, rushing directly towards the various weapons that attacked him. But strange things happened, the weapons that attacked him around him didn't seem to hurt him, but the attackers fell to the ground one after another, and the wounds were the same as the position where they attacked Cao Ren, and even the soldiers who attacked with bows and arrows in the distance were the same, this weirdness was even more chilling than Dong Zhuo, who was full of domineering temperament.

As the Yellow Turbans retreated in terror, a young man's clear voice once again attracted their attention.

"Go!" But it was from the young general in red armor.

Lu Xun, who was behind Dong Zhuo and the others, flew up, and the bow and arrow in his hand were pulled away, and a complex silver aura spread outward from the arrow in his hand, as if the magic array was gathering energy for his bow and arrow, and with his low shout, the bow and arrow in his hand were also released, and the arrow that was long turned into a giant arrow of light after leaving the string, and shot straight along the street in the direction of Wang Ping like lightning, and all the Yellow Turban soldiers who were blocking the road were turned into powder by this light arrow, and they swept for nearly a thousand meters before stopping. It instantly cleared the way for Wang Ping's advance.

"Lord, be careful!" There was another soft drink, but it was from Lu Meng, who was dressed in a white robe in the middle.

Here, Wang Ping leaned forward in an instant, and with his movements, a green knife light fell from the sky, falling directly into the crazy Yellow Turban Lux group, and then exploded violently, and the Yellow Turban Lux within a range of dozens of meters nearby were all smashed by this flying knife, relieving Wang Ping's worries.

A series of strange situations shocked all the Yellow Turban Army, except for the Yellow Turban Warrior who could still maintain the offensive, everyone else actually stopped moving.

"Everyone! Those who dare to retreat will not be forgiven! In the Yellow Turban Army, which was full of shock, the middle-aged general who was the first to come back to his senses shouted, instantly waking up the crowd who remained in a state of onlookers.

It's just that although he said ruthlessly, how could many frightened Yellow Turban soldiers listen to him, but his words reminded many Yellow Turban soldiers who were blocking Wang Parallel's entry line, and everyone moved away in small steps at the moment, so that Wang Ping could join the group of subordinates more smoothly.

"Anyone who dares to let go of any enemy soldier will be killed on the spot!" A cold and hoarse voice resounded through Guangzong City, and the Yellow Turban Army turned their heads to look, but it was their great sage and mentor - Zhang Jiao.

And just as everyone was hesitating whether to step forward to stop the other party, Zhang Jiao waved the peachwood sword in his hand, and a series of black and gray beans were scattered on the road, and then instantly turned into a group of soldiers wearing black armor. These soldiers have an eerie black aura on their bodies, and all the parts exposed to the armor are covered with black mist, making it impossible to see their faces at all.

"Kill them!" There was another cold shout, and it was still horned, but the order was directed at these ghost soldiers, and this 'they' were referring to the Yellow Turban soldiers who had just made way for Wang Ping.

The ghost soldiers in black armor slashed the surrounding Yellow Turban Army without any hesitation, frightening all the Yellow Turbans to flee in panic, especially after seeing that the people who were killed were quickly festering and corrupting, they were even more frightened and fell to the ground and kept begging for mercy.

"Kill them for me! Otherwise, you will all die!! Zhang Jiao shouted loudly throughout the city, and the target he pointed at was naturally Wang Ping and his party.

Here, Wang Ping's face changed when he heard this, and then he rushed to the front and shouted: "Break through!" ”

When the five generals beside him heard this, they immediately turned around and rushed towards the city gate.

"Are you able to go?!" Zhang Jiao on the roof here looked at Wang Ping's back with resentment, and once again recited words in his mouth, and took out a jade bottle casually. When I opened the lid, I saw a trace of black mist coming out of the white jade bottle, accompanied by an unbearable stench. But Zhang Jiao completely ignored these, and after reciting the incantation for a while, he bit the tip of his tongue and dripped a drop of blood into the jade bottle. But the strange thing is that the blood is also black.

"Give it to me!" Zhang Jiao let out a low cry and slammed the jade bottle in his hand, and in an instant, a black-gray arrow of light shot quickly towards Wang Ping's back.

"Be careful, lord!" Zhou Yu, who sensed something, shouted anxiously, his body slammed behind Wang Ping, and then he was stunned to find that his lord actually grabbed a yellow turban soldier and threw it at the rear black arrow, and he actually escaped with his strength. Zhou Yu was a little embarrassed in his heart and was about to say something, but his heart ached, and his lord's anxious shout came from his ears: "Gong Jin be careful!" In a flash, Zhou Yu rolled his eyes and fainted, and then turned into a black and purple light and returned to Wang Ping's military card.