"Whoever kills this thief, a reward of a thousand gold, and a small ditch handsome!" Although the middle-aged general's face was equally ugly, he still forced himself to calm down and boost his morale. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the Yellow Turban Army heard the reward, their eyes lit up slightly, and their footsteps began to move towards Wang Ping. It's just that when Wang Ping stepped forward with a chuckle, everyone was frightened back again and retreated in fear.

"Kill this thief, a reward of 10,000 gold, and seal the Daqu Shuai!" Zhang Jiao roared with an ugly face, and poured his blood to boost morale.

When all the Yellow Turban soldiers heard this, they all looked at Wang Ping with red eyes, and several bold leaders walked towards Wang Ping, although their steps were hesitant, they were straight forward. Under the leadership of these people, the Yellow Turban Army began to walk towards Wang Ping, and some of them were anxious and rushed towards each other, as if they were afraid that the other party would escape. Even some of the Yellow Turban generals couldn't bear to think and began to walk forward slowly.

Here, Wang Ping looked at the annoyance on the face of the middle-aged man in the apricot yellow robe opposite, and then looked at the middle-aged general who had just given orders, smiled lightly, and said with full pride and uninhibitedness: "The local chicken and tile dog dare to make a mistake!" After speaking, his feet moved slightly, and the figure scattered like a fairy ghost, and the long sword in his hand shook and instantly transformed into countless sword shadows, and after a flash of light, he returned to its original position again.

Everyone looked at each other's inhuman means in horror, and their steps retreated again, but just a few steps back, everyone suddenly felt that their throats were wet and itchy, and they couldn't help but reach out to grab them. But when he just touched his throat, he felt a handful of viscous liquid, and when he reached out and looked at it, he realized that it was a large ball of blood, and when he wanted to determine the source of the blood, it was black in front of him, and he fell directly to the ground, and his fingers struggled spasmodically a few times, but there was no life, except for a blood-colored semicircle pattern left on the city wall, proving the origin of all this.

The Yellow Turban Army looked at the dozens of corpses in a semicircle and were stunned, their bodies were suddenly invaded by a chill, and their feet were as soft as stepping on cotton, but they didn't dare to soften, at least they didn't dare to soften here. After coming back to their senses, the Yellow Turban Army retreated like an electric shock, and did not stop until it was near Zhang Jiao and his party. And even so, the horror in his eyes was still strong, and he was afraid that if it weren't for the yellow turban generals scolding him from behind, he would have fled from here a long time ago.

Here, Wang Ping looked at the frightened Yellow Turban Army, smiled disdainfully, and said with a slight hook on the corner of his mouth: "The local chicken and tile dog also dare to make a mistake." ”

The Yellow Turban Army lowered their heads when they heard this, and the Yellow Turban generals stared at him with red faces.

And Zhang Jiao, who was surrounded by everyone, had an even more ugly face, turned his head to look at the middle-aged general, and said in a cold voice: "Niujiao, all the troops are under your command, and I will definitely kill this thief today!" Saying this, Zhang Jiao took out a peachwood sword and pushed everyone away and walked forward, aiming directly at Wang Ping.

"General Tiangong!" Everyone shouted in unison, both happy and worried.

Here Zhang Jiao ignored the shouts of the crowd, walked lightly to the range of the corpses, stared at Wang Ping coldly, and said in his mouth: "Boy, the martial arts are good, if you are willing to submit to me, I can not blame the past." ”

Wang Ping hooked the corners of his mouth, took a few steps forward to make room for the soldiers under his command who climbed the cloud ladder behind him, and said softly: "The local chicken and tile dog dare to make a mistake." ”

Zhang Jiao's face turned red suddenly, his throat rolled a few times, as if he was suppressing something, and he snorted and gasped for a while before he said in a cold and hoarse voice: "Good thief!" Saying this, Zhang Jiao waved the peach wood sword in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and his spare left hand also pinched the law, and after a while, the tip of the sword pointed in front of Wang Ping.

'Bang! The explosion startled Wang Ping, and he retreated slightly to avoid the white smoke that appeared inexplicably in front of him, but before he could dodge, a black halberd suddenly stretched out from the white smoke and stabbed straight at him.

'Bang! Wang Ping's internal force poured the cyan sword in his hand and directly swung the opponent's spear away, and then looked at the armored man who appeared strangely in front of him in surprise.

The big man in front of him was more than nine feet tall, his hard face was full of might, and the armor around him was broken, but it did not damage his fierce temperament at all, but it added a bit of arrogance and domineering. Especially the strange eyes on his face are even more daunting.

Wang Ping looked at the big man's pale and faintly blue face, and then looked at the hideous and huge gap on the other party's body, his face twitched a little, and it took a while before he opened his mouth and asked the coughing horn and said, "This thing, it won't be the overlord Xiang Yu, right?" ”

Here Zhang Jiao raised his eyes and looked at Wang Ping, and then reluctantly calmed his cough and said: "I still have a little knowledge, but I will introduce you to the old way." ”

Here, Wang Ping's face was even more strange, looking at Xiang Yu who was standing quietly in front of him, he was speechless, and after thinking for a while, he opened the ring space and took out a bucket of black dog blood and splashed it directly on the big man.

'Huh~! Blood poured on Xiang Yu's body, making a sound like a soldering iron entering water.

"Roar~~!" Xiang Yu, whose face was stiff, let out a beastly roar, and the red blood on his head was even more terrifying, but he didn't show any signs of weakness, but he wanted to be provoked and stared at Wang Ping with blood-red eyes, probably controlled by some order and couldn't move, otherwise he might have pounced and bitten someone a long time ago. The soldiers on both sides of the city were so frightened that they retreated away from this section of the city wall, obviously the situation in front of them really had a great impact on their three views, and even made them forget about the war.

Zhang Jiao, who was a little dumbfounded by Wang Ping's sudden attack, turned around, looked at Wang Ping like a fool, and said angrily and annoyedly: "Do you little thief look down on General Ben?" Do you think that General Ben's Taoism can be cracked by those small tricks that can't be put on the table? ”

Here, Wang Ping tilted his head and looked at Xiang Yu, who was dressed in blood red, and Zhang Jiao, who was also splashed with blood behind him, smiled, and said softly: "The local chicken and tile dog are still making times." ”

Zhang Jiaodeng's eyes were blood-red, and he didn't say anything cruel, and directly pinched the law with his hands and shouted a 'edict'. Xiang Yu, who was in front of him, took off his chain and slashed at Wang Ping with the halberd in his hand. The steel halberd, which looked at least 100 catties, was as light as a feather in his hand.

On the other hand, Wang Ping on his face once again marked with a dragon arrogant smile, waved his hand and pointed to the yellow turban soldiers watching next to him, and said to Zhou Yu and the other five people behind him: "You go to deal with those miscellaneous soldiers, leave this to me." ”

Behind Wang Ping, Zhou Yu, Dong Zhuo and other five generals from "Sweeping a Thousand Armies" raised their eyes to look at Xiang Yu, who was a little dirty and embarrassed with black dog blood, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he rushed to both sides of the city wall with his respective soldiers, and began to pick up the soldiers below.

And Wang Ping here is dressed in white and Shengxue, fighting with the blood-red Zhang Jiao like a big bulb.