After forcefully killing a Yellow Turban warrior, Wu Xin dodged the attacks of two Yellow Turban warriors, but was hit by a halberd from the third one.
Fortunately, Wu Xin was mentally prepared and used the Murong clan's secret method of suppressing the clan to release most of his strength. However, he was shocked to the point where his arms were numb and his blood was boiling.
"Huh?"
Seeing Wu Xin's hard-top Yellow Turban warrior attack, the Yellow Turban leader and the surrounding Yellow Turban troops were shocked and shocked.
They know very well how powerful the Yellow Turban Warriors are. Their power can break the ground. Even a ball of black iron can break into pieces. Even monks who are as strong as the Nascent Soul Realm and Dharma Realm Realm cannot withstand the attack of the Yellow Turban Warriors.
Of course, those who practice law are weak in body, but even a Nascent Soul Realm body refiner will be seriously injured even if he is hit from the front by a yellow scarf warrior!
Judging from Wu Xin's performance, it seems that his left arm is only numb and numb, not even broken...
Is this still flesh and blood?
"Chi..."
After receiving a hard blow, Wu Xin struck out like lightning, stabbing the sword into the chest of the halberd-wielding yellow turban warrior. Seeing that the halberd-wielding yellow turban warrior still hit the halberd down without realizing it, Wu Xin quickly poured his strength into the Langya Divine Sword, lifting up his luck...
With the indestructibility of the Langya Divine Sword and the terrifying power of Wu Xin, the Yellow Turban Warrior was cut open from the chest to the shoulders, almost cutting him in half.
The magic power poured out and the smoke filled the air. The Yellow Turban Warrior instantly turned into a several-inch wooden sculpture!
"This yellow scarf warrior...is essentially a puppet. He must be severely injured or decapitated with a single sword to kill him!"
Wu Xin understood clearly, and he flashed like a ghost, followed by another yellow scarf warrior who was about to kill him, and took the lead with his sword, cutting two with one sword.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly turned around and pierced the side of the fourth yellow scarf warrior's head with his sword, and with a flick, half of his head flew off.
At this time, all four yellow scarf warriors were killed, and the time it took was less than twenty breaths!
The leader of the Yellow Turban felt chills all over his body. He took a magic talisman and activated it quickly. A ray of light pierced the sky and disappeared. After a pause, he took out a ringing arrow and activated it...
"Chi..."
A loud and piercing scream sounded, and a ray of yellow light shot into the sky. However, it was intercepted by the formation hundreds of meters above the ground, exploded suddenly, and turned into a yellow sky that enveloped the sky and did not disperse for a long time.
Not only the sounding arrow, but also the spiritual talisman was trapped by the formation and turned into a ball of yellow light that stagnated at the edge of the formation.
"Hululu... crackling..."
At this time, the great leader's wind and cloud technique also fully exerted its power, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, the wind howled like weeping, and the heavy rain poured down like a waterfall.
In such a harsh and violent climate, how can we fight when our eyes are hard to see and our six senses are lost?
Fortunately, this magical power of "calling wind and rain" has a range of only ten miles, and is trapped by the formation. It can only affect the space within the formation deployed by the Fei Chan Army.
"Sky-Splitting Sword Qi!"
Wu Xin slashed out with his sword, condensing more than a hundred meters of fierce sword energy. Even the wind, rain and sky were split apart, and it was as powerful as splitting the sky and splitting the earth.
"boom……"
Two of the four yellow scarf warriors who were closely guarding the big leader took action and struck with their swords, defeating the sword energy.
"Draw the ground as a prison!"
The big leader was frightened, and he swiped the wooden sword in his hand around, drawing the power of heaven and earth, integrating his own magic power, and turning it into a prison, as if he had opened up another dimensional space to isolate himself from the world.
"Is this okay?"
Wu Xin, who was thinking about how to kill the big leader as soon as possible, opened his eyes wide and was quite speechless.
I didn't expect that the legendary "painting the ground as a prison" could be used in this way...
What a talent!
In desperation, Wu Xin could only kill the four yellow scarf warriors first, and then find a way to break through the space and beat out the big boss...
"Whoever surrenders will avoid death!"
At this moment, a crisp and sweet voice sounded like the sound of nature...
At this time, Dugu Jialuo's left and right hands came out, and his fingers moved like the wind, tightly restraining the two Yellow Turban commanders in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
However, Diao Chan had already killed the Yellow Turban Commander in the early stage of Nascent Soul with one sword, and then went to kill another Yellow Turban Commander to assist Dugu Jialuo.
How long has it been!
Estimate thirty interest time.
Diao Chan's combat power is much higher than what Wu Xin, the others, and herself had guessed!
"Whoosh..."
A middle-aged Yellow Turban commander was shocked and quickly turned into the wind to escape. However, he was hit by Dugu Jialuo with a finger in the air, knocking him out of his body and landing heavily on the ground.
"Wait...surrender!"
The last yellow turban commander, who looked like a scribe, observed the battlefield, immediately withdrew and shouted loudly at Diao Chan.
Even the big leader imprisoned himself to save his life. The second leader was instantly killed, the third leader was captured, and the surroundings were surrounded by formations. He couldn't escape, so why risk death?
"Resist...or die!"
Diao Chan stopped in time and instinctively looked at Wu Xin. Wu Xin understood, pointed out "Feng Yuan Ding Shen" from a distance, and warned aloud.
The scribe commander hesitated for a moment, feeling that the finger had no killing intent, so he allowed it to focus on himself, but the soul's magic power was instantly sealed.
"Ask them to stop and surrender, and those will be your subordinates in the future!"
Dugu Jialuo carried the knocked out middle-aged commander to Yu Meng, the scribe commander, and reminded him in a deep voice.
"Stop! Everyone stop! Stop fighting!!!"
Yu Meng understood and shouted loudly and wisely.
Unfortunately, Yu Meng's magic power was blocked, and his voice was basically covered up by the violent storm, so the effect was minimal.
"Stop! Stop fighting..."
However, there were some Yellow Turban elites in the Golden Core Realm who were persuaded by Yu Meng to surrender. They had great luck and the sound shook the space within the formation.
The Yellow Turban elites and elites, who were already at a disadvantage, stopped one after another, but hesitantly looked at Yu Meng and the imprisoned leader...
"Star Catcher!"
After Wu Xin defeated the four yellow scarf warriors, he grabbed his big hand and turned into a giant hand nearly 100 meters tall...
It didn't capture the space or capture the target, but forced the big boss out.
"Surrender, or die?"
Wu Xin still pointed at the big leader with one finger of "Feng Yuan Ding Shen" and shouted in a deep voice.
"You... you... are dead!"
The big leader glared at Wu Xin, Yu Meng and the surrendered Yellow Turban Army, and said in a deep voice like a declaration.
As he finished speaking, the light above his head flashed away.
"puff……"
Wu Xin pointed his finger and unexpectedly hit the big boss smoothly, knocking him down on the spot... he fell down like a corpse at the first touch.
At the same time, the wind and cloud technique failed, the wind and rain stopped, and the sky and the earth returned to light, chaos, dimness and messy battlefields, which became clear in an instant.
In the formation space that Wu Xin could see, countless corpses fell down, and the ground was stained with blood. However, more Yellow Turbans abandoned their weapons and surrendered, and the Flying Cicada Army cast spells to confine their magic power.
"Lord! This thief gave up his body and Yuanying used secret techniques to escape..."
Seeing Wu Xin looking at the corpse of the big leader with confusion, Yu Meng took the initiative to explain, with a face full of respect and loyalty.
"Escaped from the formation?" Wu Xin asked with a frown.
Yu Meng bowed with admiration on his face and said: "My lord is wise!"
"Cough! Cough! I am the military leader... He is just... a small commander under me. He doesn't even have an official position!"
Diao Chan, who was approaching Dugu Jialuo, coughed several times and reminded in a deep voice, her voice pleasant to the ears.
Yu Meng's expression froze, he smiled, and quickly looked down at the ground...
Can you treat him as a fool if he can cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm?
Wu Xin is obviously in charge here, and he is at the peak of his combat power. Diao Chan even asked Wu Xin for instructions before accepting his surrender!
However, he did not dare to refute Diao Chan, so he could only remain submissive and silent...
