Xiahou Yuan rushed out of the big tent, but there was no trace of anyone else outside the big tent except for the stunned guards.

"It's pretty fast."

Xiahou Yuan pursed his lips, but he closed his eyes, looking like he was listening carefully to his feelings.

Everything has a trajectory, stones thrown into the water will cause ripples, and the movement in the air will cause wind, although compared to the former, the latter is not so easy to detect, but Xiahou Yuan's sensitivity to the wind is far beyond ordinary people.

Over there!

Xiahou Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, some casual expressions instantly became serious, and some of his short and fat bodies were unexpectedly agile, only to see him kick his feet on the ground, and the whole person shot out like lightning, keeping up with the intruder's trajectory without missing a minute.

The man's speed was not slow, and it was not until Xiahou Yuan chased him out of the camp that the figure of that person appeared in Xiahou Yuan's sight.

"Hmph."

Although he rushed out of the camp all the way, Xiahou Yuan was still blushing and panting, the work on his feet did not stop, but he took out a slingshot from his arms.

The slingshot is not exquisite, but the material of the pig iron cow tendon is much better than that of ordinary children's toys made of tree branches. The extremely tough arch tendons were pulled up, and the true qi was injected into the bright gray iron beads between the fingers, and the cyan cyclone gradually condensed.

"Smack!"

There was no need to aim, it was all intuitive, a crisp sound popped up, and a small iron ball seemed to melt into the wind under the guidance of the cyan cyclone, unhindered by anything, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to shoot the back of the escapee's heart.

The fugitive finally sensed the threat from behind him, and in the rush, he jumped up lightly and turned around in the air, but it was Zhang Liao's young man's appearance.

"Definitely!"

The transparent realm was instantly unleashed, and the iron orb, which had already fused with the wind, suddenly slowed down as if it had been thrown into the transparent mire, and although the cyan cyclone was still spinning, it had no effect.

"Good skills!"

Xiahou Yuan's voice sounded behind Zhang Liao, and at some point, Xiahou Yuan actually caught up with Zhang Liao. Zhang Liao hurriedly turned his head, but saw Xiahou Yuan standing high above his head, surrounded by a cyan whirlwind around him, directly holding up his slightly short and fat body.

"Smack!"

The bow tendon flicked, and at the same time as the three iron beads shot out, Xiahou Yuan slid along an invisible trajectory in the air, and shot out three iron beads again.

Xiahou Yuan's speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he shot out dense iron beads around Zhang Liao's body; Although the castration of the iron beads was eliminated by Zhang Liao's domain, the cyan cyclone surrounding the iron beads was still dangerous, and Zhang Liao was locked in his domain for a while.

"Look how you escape!"

Xiahou Yuan said a little proudly, his afterglow glanced at the big camp, but it was the generals on his side who had already chased after him.

"Gao Shun, don't come out yet!"

Zhang Liao naturally saw the movement of the camp, he stomped his feet and urged anxiously.

As soon as the words fell, the door-like big knife instantly appeared in front of Zhang Liao, and the big knife swung itself, shattering all the iron balls around Zhang Liao's body.

At the same time, the shadow at Zhang Liao's feet squirmed, but it was Gao Shun obedient who was wearing a shabby black robe and an iron mask slowly emerged from the shadow.

"Here we are."

The slightly thin hand was held on the hilt of the broadsword, and the unwavering voice looked a little dull under the cover of the iron surface.

"Hmph."

Seeing Gao Shun appear, Xiahou Yuan, who was in mid-air, distanced himself from the two with a backflip, and from Gao Shun's all the iron balls that broke him just now, it could be seen that this person was not easy to deal with.

And at this moment, the military general from the big camp also arrived, and although the military general was a little short, it gave people a short and concise feeling.

Lejin, Cao Cao's eternal vanguard.

"Both of them have a brush, be careful."

Xiahou Yuan slowly landed beside Le Jin and reminded in a low voice.

"Hmm."

Le Jin took out his weapon from his waist, the weapon was a little strange, it looked a little like a three-section stick, there was an iron chain link between the sticks, but the length was not as uniform as the three-section stick, but one section was longer than the other.

The four of them put on an offensive posture in unison, constantly confronting each other and probing.

"Look at the move!"

The first to strike was Zhang Liao, who stabbed forward with his gun, and a transparent wave of qi shot out from the tip of his gun, directly forcing the two of them.

Under guard, Zhang Liao's movements were all watched by Xiahou Yuanlejin, and the two easily dodged Zhang Liao's qi. At the same time, Gao Shun also moved, he did not attack, but lifted the black robe on his body and covered Zhang Liao.

A pitch-black shadow instantly swallowed Zhang Liao, and when Cao Jun and the two reacted, Gao Shun had already fled away with Zhang Liao.

"Chasing?"

Looking at Gao Shun's fleeing back, Le Jin looked at Xiahou Yuan, he knew that according to Xiahou Yuan's speed, it would not be a problem to catch up with Gao Shun again.

“…… Not ......"

Xiahou Yuan shook his head slowly.

“…… You see. ”

He slowly raised his hand and pointed to Luoyang not far away.

……

Luoyang South Gate.

In the crowded streets, the refugees were barely contained, and although the aura of despair continued to spread among the crowd, it was already the limit of what Liu Beijun's hundreds of men could do.

Just as Liu Bei was about to leave Luoyang with the refugees from other gates, a cloud of purple mist suddenly descended from the large array above his head, directly blocking the way they came.

In other words, they're stuck here.

"Lord, General Zhang also has a purple mist over there, and he said that he would go to other places to take a look."

"Well, let's go down."

There were many lanes in Luoyang City, and Liu Bei also hoped that the coverage of the purple mist would be missed at first, but as the news of the soldiers sent back one by one, his heart also cooled down a little.

The manipulator of this purple mist was too familiar with Luoyang, and their group of people who trespassed into Luoyang without permission undoubtedly fell into the trap compiled by the other party.

"How long is it until noon?"

Although Liu Bei didn't believe that Dong Zhuo would open the door at noon, he believed that the other party would definitely make a big move at this point in time, the current situation was already very bad, and he just wanted the worse situation to happen slowly.

"One more moment."

"Hmmm......"

Liu Bei nodded, and at this moment, someone among the refugees suddenly exclaimed.

"What's going on?"

Liu Bei followed the voice and looked over, but it was a refugee with a shocked face and stretched out his hand to the sky.

Like a disease contagion, it was not only Liu Bei who was attracted by the sound, and soon, everyone's eyes looked at the sky.

In the sky above Luoyang, the great array of flames hanging over everyone's heads like a sharp axe slowly changed color.

It was like a drop of ink dripping into clear water, and a little purple light lit up in the flame array. Under the cover of the firelight, the purple mang was very inconspicuous at first, but soon, as the area of the purple mang continued to expand, the change was finally noticed.

The churning fiery snakes had lost all their disguises, revealing their original appearance, they were not flames, but the same purple mist that blocked everyone's path.

The purple snake soared into the air, the yin spirit danced wildly, and the huge Luoyang became a ghost city in an instant!