"The one who killed you, Yellow Turban Chen Fei!"

In Sen Han's voice, Chen Fei turned his wrist, and the warm blood bloomed under his hand like the most cruel flower, and in the sprayed blood mist, Chen Fei could clearly see the fear and attachment to life that appeared on his face the same size as himself, but Chen Fei only paused slightly, and the long sword in his hand continued to accurately and efficiently harvest the lives of the riders who fell to the ground, and the hand holding the sword was stable without trembling, as if it was not a mortal body of flesh and blood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

。。。 I've been,It's different...

The dark eyes are deep and quiet like the most distant ocean, without a trace of waves, the face calmly deprives the helpless life, the scarlet color and the miserable screams seem to constitute a sinful and beautiful music, in the darkness before the dawn, the blood-stained figure, like the legendary Shura stepping on the battlefield of the world, smiling in the killing, dancing alone in the blooming flowers of death, but there is no trace of tyranny on the body, but a strange calm, even a bit of pilgrimage-like serenity.

Fulfill the covenant of the Tao, and all kinds of murderous sins on it will bear me!

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in Chen Fei's field of vision, although the face eroded by the years has been stained with blood, but it is not difficult to recognize, it is really the man who answered at the city gate when Chen Fei entered the city before, at this time his left arm was tied to the horse's tail, and the shabby clothes on his body have been covered with dripping scarlet color and cannot see the original color, obviously dragged directly along the way, at this time the severity of the injury is dying, and he is only choked in his throat and does not want to spit out. Seeing Chen Fei's figure, he stretched out his right hand with difficulty, which was blurred by rubbing, and muttered with blood foaming in his mouth.

"Will... Army.. , Yellow sky... Spirit.. Be sure ... The slurred words stopped abruptly, and the slightly outstretched right hand fell weakly, but was firmly held by a strong right hand.

“。。。。 Go well, don't read, Huang Tian Shengshi... and it will be done in our hands. In a rare mellow tone, a sharp sword aura appeared silently, cutting off the thick rope that bound him, Chen Fei gently placed the Yellow Turban warrior who had lost his breath on the flat ground as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world, and his right hand covered with gauntlets gently untied the strip of yellow cloth that had been stained with blood and mud, and tied it on the blood-stained gauntlet.

"Fly, take you to see... Our Yellow Heaven is prosperous!"

"The rebels are bold! Look at the head of your dog and come to the funeral for our soldiers!" At this moment, a clear roar came from a distance, like a fierce tiger's violent momentum, a wide and fat figure appeared in Chen Fei's field of vision, wearing a steel armor covering the whole body, holding a Xuanhua giant axe, roaring and running, Chen Fei could even sense that the ground was constantly vibrating with the rhythm of his running, and behind him, there were vaguely soldiers with sharp blades following him, not to mention thousands of people, it was obvious that this was the main army of the giant deer defenders, and the previous riders should only be scouts of the army。

With a light laugh, Chen Fei slowly straightened up, the long sword in his hand kept buzzing, and in the low and solemn sound of the sword, Chen Fei walked unhurriedly towards the giant deer guard who was running on the opposite side, and his calm posture seemed to be a well-educated man strolling freely in the green mountains and beautiful waters, rather than in the midst of a murderous battle situation everywhere, in the dark pupils, the wide and fat body was getting bigger and bigger, and Chen Fei could almost see the undisguised killing intent on that hideous face.

The hideous giant axe rose slightly, and after a pause, it slashed down fiercely by rushing forward, and the violent energy never had a trace of leakage, all wrapped around the blade of the axe, it is no exaggeration to say that this axe is completely unacceptable to the silver powerhouse of the main world, and it will inevitably be broken by one blow and two blows, and there is only one way to drink and hate! Looking at Chen Fei who seemed to be frightened stupidly in front of him, the fat guard's face showed a trace of bloody and brutal pleasure- He has already killed countless strong enemies and warriors under this axe, which is also the confidence that he can be the defender of a city and be in charge of thousands of soldiers and horses without knowing the art of war and horsemanship.

The bloody power that no one can rob its edge!

。。。 Die。。。

The giant axe slashed directly across the space in front of him with a violent wind, but it did not have the refreshing feeling of steel chopping flesh and blood, nor did it have the luscious and intoxicating fragrance of blood, which made the ugly and hideous smile of the defender stiffen suddenly.

。。。 What the hell is going on。。。

Bang~

With a clear and subtle sound, the blade of the axe that came out of the flat swing sank as if there was an extra weight, making him subconsciously increase the strength in his hand, but the giant axe, which was usually handy, still fell uncontrollably.

"Brute force is not bad... The understatement suddenly sounded, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly, and he turned his head sharply to see that a tall body in armor stood on top of his big axe, the yellow cloth strips on his forehead were constantly flying, and the cold and indifferent black pupils looked straight at him, and a chill suddenly appeared from the bottom of his heart, and the fear of not knowing what it was instantly climbed down his backbone to his whole body, and the hairs on his body suddenly rose. As soon as his heart tightened, he wanted to let go and retreat, but at this moment, the young man's indifferent and calm voice slowly sounded again.

"It's a pity... ”

The pale right hand stroked the long sword that had been sheathed, and the slightest sound of groaning seemed to come from above the nine heavens, so that the heart of the guard general trembled slightly, there was no moon tonight... But there is a sword light as bright as the moon!

The silver cold light flashed away, Chen Fei's figure and the fat guard staggered, the long sword blade was held diagonally, and a string of yin red slid down the dark golden sword spine, hitting the ground bit by bit, fainting out a turbid black and red color, lining Chen Fei's voice with a deep and distant voice.

"It's too slow!" A calm voice with a little regret slowly fell, the sound wave vibrated slightly in the air, and the fat figure standing in place burst out several blood streams, his lips squirmed slightly, but he only spat out scarlet blood foam, his eyes were wide open, and he fell to the ground softly, behind him, Chen Fei held the long sword in his right hand, and stepped towards the defenders who had appeared in the field of vision！

Tread, tread, tread...

The clear and rapid sound of footsteps was like a passionate drum beat on the battlefield, which stimulated Chen Fei's heart with a stream of blood boiling and roaring, his feet stomped fiercely, and his tall body crashed directly into the solemn military formation. Immediately, the sharp cold light suddenly flourished!

Time: the first year of Zhongping, the fifth day of February.

Location: Julu City, Jizhou.

Combatant: Yellow Turban Chen Fei.

Challenger: The Giant Deer Defenders

Difficulty: One ride is a thousand!

(Thank you for my tipping on the way, thank you~)