The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!

The roar of the weak and the dreams converge to form the prosperous era of the Yellow Sky, a blazing dream that will not give up even if he dies. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info. That was the most glorious memory that Chen Fei never had forgotten even if he had been asleep for 10,000 years. With the same hatred of the enemy, the tiger and the tiger pointed by the sword blade follow each other, thousands of troops and horses avoid the white robe, who dares to compete with the sun!

"The enemy general has been killed by me!"

"Murderer, Yellow Turban Chen Fei is also!"

"The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

The years that I once thought would never go back reappeared in this incredible world, and a young man with an ugly face but a majestic spirit led a black war horse as burly as a dragon to Chen Fei, who looked abrupt, and suddenly knelt down on one knee and whispered: "General, please get on the horse!" A low but scorching voice sounded in his ears, causing Chen Fei's consciousness to slowly return to his body, and his palm, which was still a little stiff, stretched out lightly, caressing the strong body of the black horse, and this handsome mount suddenly let out a neighing sound like a dragon's roar on his back as if he recognized Chen Fei, and his four hooves trampled on the yellow sand excitedly.

This is the mount when Chen Fei led the army to aid Yingchuan City, and he had already died on the battlefield, but he didn't want to, even it had turned into a heroic spirit and appeared here.

The slender five fingers tightly grasped the reins, a trace of firmness appeared on Chen Fei's face, the figure turned over violently on the horse, and the legs clamped hard, the war horse that had turned into a heroic spirit neighed and stood up, the big hooves of the bowl fell on the sand, and two deep pits burst exaggeratedly, Chen Fei faced the army of the heroic spirit that had stopped at some point in the conquering king Iskandar, and the expression on his pale face changed that he had not even noticed.

From that false mildness and harmlessness to real—blindness and wantonness, so radiant that one can't even look at it, even if the eyes are still gray. Even if that face is still pale, but that invisible momentum alone is enough to overshadow ninety percent of the heroes in the world in front of him!

That is, it definitely doesn't belong to the appearance of an assassin!

"Hahahaha!"

Looking at Chen Fei's changes, a heroic and pleasant smile came out of Iskandar's mouth, and the laughter almost pierced people's eardrums. The pair of eagle-sharp eyes looked at Chen Fei who was standing proudly on the war horse with a satisfied expression, and said in a loud voice: "I want to burn the fanatical war intent of the world, hahaha, yes, very happy! In this way, Fang is what the king should be, assassin! How, do you want to join my command and pursue the endless sea with me? My heart is enough to contain your burning ambition!"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Chen Fei's Noble Dragon Sword called Dark Sun came out of its sheath, and the cold light pointed directly at Iskandar's army, and he also responded loudly: "It's a pity, Iskander, I'm not the king, but my comrades-in-arms will never surrender to anyone! So... ”

A sharp and pure sword intent rose from Chen Fei's body, and a smile of remembrance appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth. He raised the sharp long sword in his hand high and said softly: "The sky is dead!" In the next moment, the echo that was enough to directly overturn the entire heaven and earth rushed to the sky from the Yellow Turban army behind him.

"Huang Tian should stand!"

The army of the chaotic world - [Yellow Turban], join the war!

With a frantic roar, Chen Fei rode forward as soon as he rode forward, followed by endless Yellow Turban Spirits like a wave. The terrifying momentum of a volcanic eruption was as unrestrained as a thousand years ago! There was a laugh that was enough to make the whole world tremble: "Hahahaha, do you see? Everyone! Such a heroic person is the enemy I am waiting for this time, and this battle is a banquet for the return of the king, it is really... It's wonderful!"

Amidst the laughter, Iskandar shook the reins fiercely, and the huge war horse neighed wildly, and rushed towards the heroic spirit of the Yellow Turban Army like a wave, "Charge! Let them know that victory will be ours in the end!"

"Drink!"

The furious shout, the sound of steel tearing flesh and blood - the army of kings who conquered the world, the army of the yellow turbans who rebelled against the world, walked out of the dusty history, and the two legendary armies that would never have met launched a crazy battle in this fantasy world!

Stretching out his hand and patting the mount under his crotch, Chen Fei's tall body jumped up from the top of the war horse, and the long sword in his hand slashed through the arc of the cold and slashed towards the conquering king Iskandar - come on, Iskander!

Rumble~

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In the world that was so hot that it dried up the blood, the endless yellow sand slowly disappeared, the gloomy night sky, the neon commercial street reappeared, Chen Fei gasped and stood in place, the long sword in his hand was firmly against Iskandar's throat, but it did not pierce, because the same sharp sword had stopped at his neck at this time - the face of the conquering king Iskandar was still that heroic, and the right hand holding the sword was as stable as cast iron.

"Assassin, you're very good!" With a slight smile, Iskandar shook his wrist and tucked the long sword across Chen Fei's neck directly back into the scabbard, making Webber on the side almost cry - this is a Holy Grail War, as long as the other party waves lightly, then he and the King of Conquest can be directly out, how can he put the long sword down so easily, but the enemy in front of him is still fighting desperately just now!

。。 How did such a fool conquer the world!

In the somewhat desperate eyes of the bitter young man, Chen Fei did not attack directly as he thought, the treasure in his hand turned into a cold light and withdrew into the scabbard on his waist, and the black robe on his body slowly dissipated in an instant, and changed back to that loose modern dress, with that somewhat delicate pale face, at a glance it looked like a scholar at all.

But Webber clearly understood what kind of heroic battle posture was hidden under such a thin body!

That's enough power to make people unable to resist anything.

"Assassin, if you change your mind, come to me, there will always be a seat in my army that belongs to you!" Smiling at Chen Fei, Iskandar drew the long sword at his waist and slashed at the sky, and endless thunder fell wildly, shaking the city strongly-

Treasure, Divine Treasure Wheel!

"Well, goodbye, Assassin, don't die first... ”

In the thunderous laughter, the figure of the conquering king Iskandar disappeared into the sky in the handsome chariot, leaving only Chen Fei standing silently, after a long time, Chen Fei whispered in the direction of the conquering king's departure: "Thank you, Iskander!" Then he also turned away, and in his heart, the voice belonging to the young priest Yan Feng Qili echoed softly.

"The Assassin, Saber, and their Guardians have already set out from their castles, so come back now!"

。。。 The Holy Grail War, is it about to really begin?

(Thanks to Falling Flowers, Chubby Du, Fat Du, Northern Dark Snow's monthly pass, and Purple Moon Underworld, Rape's Defense Lawyer, Liuguang Years, Runaway Novel, rdyug, Ganwu Mei Crazy Three, Yiye, Bloody Wolf, Irreplaceable Your Reward, Thank You) (To be continued.) )