The bustling city of Pingsuli was wrapped in a fire at this time, and even if it was far away, he could feel the scorching waves rushing towards his face, which made Chen Fei squint his eyes slightly, threw the simple longbow in his hand from the original Yingchuan guard on the ground, reached out and pulled out the long sword at his waist, and some hoarse voices sounded softly with a faint killing aura. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Gentlemen, follow a certain enemy to break the enemy!"

Before the voice fell, the tall body shot out like a galloping horse, and the dozens of yellow turban wrestlers behind him did not echo the call of the main general, but just threw the iron tire bow in their hands on the ground, like a calm beast, holding the blades that were several people high, striding behind Chen Fei, stepping into the scorching battlefield with expressionless faces, the light of the flame was dancing in their plain and peaceful eyes, and it seemed to contain enough persistence and fanaticism to burn everything.

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

Yellow Turban Lux, suffering from endless pain, engraves a unique talisman into the skin and body, untouchable, unable to move, and the soul is also integrated into the Yellow Sky in the prosperous world of the crazy believers!

If I have a soul in my body, I should dance and fight for it!

The chaotic screams became clearer and clearer, the scorching flames and the thick pungent smoke became bigger and bigger in the field of vision, Chen Fei's pitch-black pupils flashed a trace of fierceness, and with a strong step, the whole person swirled like an arrow with a fierce wind, and directly crashed into the Yingchuan City, which was almost like a flaming hell, and the Yellow Turban Lux behind him did not enter this chaotic city with his lord, but lined up at the majestic and tall city gate, with a twist of his wrist, the huge steel blade in his hand was erected, so that the originally wide life path directly turned into a knife mountain full of Senhan's killing intent。

Just when a team of people wanted to withdraw from Yingchuan City, dozens of huge steel knives were neatly cut and slashed vertically, and for a while, there seemed to be silver flowers blooming here, gorgeous and dazzling, and a trace of red mist stained on it, adding a touch of mist. With a brush, the brilliant sword light suddenly fell, and dozens of tall yellow turban wrestlers were still blocked at the city gate with expressionless faces, everything seemed to have changed without change, only there was an extra layer of blood in front of him, and a few points of red were added to the cold blade in his hand.

At the same time, more than ten miles north of Yingchuan City.

The thick and ominous black smoke was reflected in Bocai's eyes like a giant pillar through the sky, and a trace of fierceness flashed from the face of this middle-aged general with an unremarkable face, and with a wave of his right hand, he shouted in a low voice: "All the generals, there are three thousand left here to protect the people in the city, and the rest of the people have disarmed and abandoned their swords, all holding longbows and arrows, and going with a certain to help the general!"

The low voice with a thick killing and excitement clearly resounded in the ears of every Yellow Turban soldier, and then the sound of slaughter resounded, and tens of thousands of soldiers disarmed together, just for...

"We will win this battle!"

Like clouds of rainstorm about to wreak havoc on the heavens and the earth, countless Yellow Turban soldiers held longbows and carried steel arrows rushing towards the place where the thick black smoke rose, and the yellow cloth strips on their foreheads danced wildly in the wind, connecting into a piece, like bright and scorching flames, about to burn the heavens and the earth!

Puff~

The long sword in his right hand accurately slashed through the throats of several Han Dynasty soldiers in front of him, and in the scarlet blood mist sprayed out, Chen Fei's left hand accurately caught the long knife falling in the air, and his wrist turned slightly, the steel knife that originally belonged to the elite of the Han Dynasty slashed through a cold curve and accurately blocked the several long knives that were about to cut into Chen Fei's back, and the huge force that Chen Fei expected made his wrist holding the knife sink slightly, and his heart was also slightly emotional- Even after suffering such a fire plot, these Han Dynasty troops still maintained considerable combat power, and this alone can be called an elite army, and the Yellow Turbans are far inferior to them!

Sighing slightly in his heart, with a random shock on his wrist, several soldiers who were originally slashed on Chen Fei's knife body stumbled uncontrollably in front of Chen Fei, and the dark golden long sword spilled a few cold rays to directly deprive those soldiers of their lives, at the same time, with a slight lift of his toes, a spear turned into a black shadow and passed through the chest, stabbing straight into a house and trembling to himself.

The scorching stench of flesh and blood being burned in the flames made Chen Fei's brows furrow slightly, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air gently, no longer caring about the power in his body, and went straight to the fierce and cold sword qi, like an angry rhinoceros, rushing towards the two majestic and abnormal breaths in his perception, and all the beings who stood in front of him along the way, whether it was a house or a soldier, and even the scorching flames were directly crushed by the sword qi that wrapped around his body.

The surrounding scenery quickly retreated in Chen Fei's field of vision, and the two breaths became closer and closer, five hundred meters... One hundred meters... Ten meters...

With a stomp of his feet on the ground, the bluestone ground collapsed almost instantly, and the dense cracks like spider webs radiated wildly outward in an instant, and Chen Fei's figure almost turned into a fierce sword light under this terrifying reaction force, and directly crashed into the last tall building in his way.

Rumble~

In the huge sound like thunder, the house was directly crushed into fine dust, and in the midst of the fluttering, a figure wearing armor appeared in the field of vision of Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, with a smile full of fighting intent on his pale but resolute face, and the yellow cloth flying on his forehead made Huangfu Song's eyes tingle, and he was full of energy, and he was about to draw his sword, but at this time, a low voice with killing intent gently sounded in his ears.

"Yellow Turban Chen Fei, participate!"

The sound of the broken and dense sword roar seemed to come from above the Nine Heavens, and a fierce and fiery sword light suddenly flourished, like a groundbreaking light that opened the world, and it became bigger and bigger in Huangfu Song's pupils.

Puff~

Blood spurted out, stained on the majestic body of the Yellow Turban Warriors, at this time the Yellow Turban Warriors who were originally guarding the city gate were no more than thirty people, but they still did not retreat a step, and in front of them had fallen dozens of times the corpses of the enemy soldiers. But the enemy seems to have completely restored the original order at this time, and under the leadership of several commanders, they launched an incessant attack towards the city gate, which is also the reason why the Yellow Turban Warriors have been damaged, but even so, the expressions of these soldiers who sincerely believe in the prosperity of the Yellow Sky are still indifferent and indifferent, even if they exchange injuries for injuries, they will also cut the enemy under the sword.

A big Han soldier commander flashed the deadly blade under his feet, his body pounced, and the steel knife in his hand slashed at the throat of a yellow turban wrestler, who was at this time when the new force was not born, there was no way to avoid it, a trace of killing intent flashed from the eyes of the commander, but the next moment he was full of shock, his eyes showed a look of disbelief, warm blood spit out from the corner of his mouth, and he fell weakly, and several arrows were deeply inserted into his chest, and he was still trembling slightly at this time.

"Bocai, follow the order and lead the crowd!"

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