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Seventy Zhan Zhang Jiaozilong was seriously injured

Zhang Jue marched back with more than 3,000 steps, and Zhang Jue ordered his bodyguard to shout, "Where did this shameless person come from? He can only sneak around and dare not face a direct battle to determine the outcome!"

Ye Feng was busy controlling the elixirs in his body and turned a deaf ear to the outside world. Zhao Yun said coldly: "You are using magic to harm the people, and you are also slandering people. You are really shameless! We are the magistrate of Xinghan County, and we protect the Xiongnu School.

Lieutenant Ye Fengye, Lord Wei, still refuses to surrender!"

"Okay, okay! Ahem... The eunuchs are in power and the people are in dire straits, so you are... helping the tyrants to do evil! If I don't... succeed, I will kill more... several of the court... lackeys! Let your Lord Ye... wait.

Go to the underworld... and kill for the officials!"

The only innate elixir that he worked hard for seventy-seven forty-nine days was swallowed by someone else... His nest was raided... I hate it! Zhang Jiao was furious: "Kill me! Not a single one... will be spared!"

He was coughing repeatedly and panting. Although he didn't take action in the battle just now, he consumed the most. Every time he cast a spell, he was overdrawing his life. Just now, he cast a spell before going into battle, and then cast another spell during the battle. In addition, he was so angry that it attacked his heart.

Pale, blue lips, sweating profusely.

After nearly an hour of fighting, the yellow scarf warriors did not show any signs of fatigue. They still took firm steps and braved the rain of arrows to press forward calmly. Only the continuous arrows from Zhao Yun, Yan Liang and Wen Chou could inflict fatal damage to them...

Zhang Jiao's troops retreated, and the players followed boldly. They just watched from a distance, trembling with fear, and no one dared to step forward.

Zhao Yun ordered his soldiers to stop firing arrows and tore apart the wood in the city lord's palace and threw it on fire. The city lord's palace was built like an inner city by Zhang Jiao, with walls two steps wide, and the Yellow Turban Army could not break through it for a while.

Zhao Yun looked forward and saw Zhang Jue also advancing with the soldiers, looking weak. He captured the thief first and captured the king, and shot an arrow at Zhang Jue! Whoosh...

Although Zhang Jue's body was weak, he felt that his abilities were not ordinary. He had cast spells on all the infantry, and he was able to control them easily. He felt that a cold murderous aura was targeting him, and he hurriedly called the soldiers in front to block him.

Poof! Hit in the throat, the soldier fell helplessly in front of Zhang Jiao. Zhang Jiao was extremely cold. The general opposite was no ordinary person! The soldier was actually shot by a small arrow and flew up. How much strength was needed!

When Zhao Yun saw the soldiers blocking the arrows with their bodies, Zhao Yun knew that Zhang Jiao was afraid of death, so he and Yan Liang and Wen Chou shot at Zhang Jiao without caring about anything else.

The three men drew their big bows, and soon they killed hundreds of yellow scarf warriors. Zhang Jiao saw the strength of the three men and hesitated to approach, so the war ended in a stalemate...

And Zhang Jiao was angry at Ye Feng for not wanting to leave, and Zhao Yun and others did not dare to stop. Half an hour passed, and more than a thousand yellow scarf warriors were killed. Although the three of them were brave and powerful, they were still flesh and blood, and they gradually became unable to do what they wanted...

Seeing this, Zhang Jue ordered dozens of soldiers to line up in several rows in front. Even Zhao Yun could not penetrate them, and slowly pressed forward. Zhao Yun and others were anxious. Once the yellow scarf warriors approached the gate of the mansion, they would be in trouble. The eldest brother Ye

The wind is still breaking through in the hall, if it is disturbed... it would be unthinkable!

However, the manpower was sometimes poor, and the enemy's advance could not be stopped! Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and ordered two hundred soldiers to stay at the city wall. The rest surrounded Ye Feng, and he and Yan Liangwen Chou went down to the city to stop the enemy.

Summoning the Jade Lion at Night, Zhao Yun got on his horse, asked Yan Liang and Wen Chou to guard the gate to protect his eldest brother, and ordered the soldiers to open the gate!

Seeing that the soldiers were still about ten steps away from breaking through the door, he opened his mouth and raised his mouth, grinning ferociously: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the gate of the palace open wide, and a white horse flew out and entered the formation. The horse was a good horse, with a back ten feet high and a white body. Facing the military formation, it showed no fear and kept screaming! The man is a strong man.

, in white robes and silver armor, majestic and mighty, with sharp eyes and a calm expression. He marched straight towards Zhangjiao with a spear and a horse!….

Zhang Jiao urgently ordered his soldiers to block it with all their strength, but Zhao Yun's big gun shook away, and those who were hit were shot several steps away. The Yezhao Jade Lion bit and kicked the soldiers, but the soldiers could not stop him.

Zhao Yun didn't kill many soldiers, but the yellow scarf warriors couldn't stop Zhao Yun's attack. They were getting closer and closer to Zhang Jiao... Zhang Jiao ordered the soldiers to encircle and chop down the hateful horses first!

The situation was extremely critical. Once the horses were surrounded and unable to move forward, everything would stop! Seeing that Zhao Yun was only twenty steps away from Zhang Jiao, he jumped up from his horse into the sky with a whoosh sound, like a dragon emerging from the water, like a tiger descending from the mountain, taking advantage of the momentum of the horse to charge forward.

, flew in front of Zhang Jiao, stabbing his throat with the spear in his hand!

Yan Liang, Wen Chou and all the soldiers were heartbroken when they saw it. Zhang Jue's personal guards were dumbfounded. The lord is gone!

Looking at Zhang Jue again, he smiled miserably, but there was no sign of nervousness. He simply pointed out...

All the troops stopped what they were doing, dumbfounded. It was so unbelievable!

Zhang Jiao pointed one finger at the tip of Zhao Yun's spear, which was so strong that Zhao Yun could not even make an inch of it...

Like a frozen scene, the whole place was silent!

…………

Zhang Jue immediately turned aside, and Zhao Yun was unable to use his strength in the air. As he jumped forward, Zhang Jue slapped Zhao Yun's chest with his backhand. Poof! Zhao Yun's blood sprayed out, and he flew out like a paper man with grass... and fell in front of the house.



Is this Zhang Jiao's strength? The power of one palm is so powerful, who can hurt him? It knocked Zhao Yun away hundreds of steps!

The Yellow Turban bodyguards applauded in an uproar and called for their lord, but they did not notice that Zhang Jiao was leaning against his soft pocket like a deflated balloon, his face was ashen...he was breathing weakly.

Yan Liangwen burst into ugly tears and screamed: Second brother!

He hurriedly grabbed it and caught it. Zhao Yun's face was as golden as paper and he had already passed out...

Yan Liang was afraid that Wen Chou would rush forward to fight rashly, so he asked him to carry his second brother in while he guarded the gate of the mansion.

The soldiers were all frightened, but no one ran away. They silently approached Yan Liang. Yan Liang glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "You will go and retreat with the military advisor."

After hearing this, all the soldiers took a step forward. One of the tooth generals said: "My lord, I am a young man. I can't repay your kindness. I am just going to die today!"

Yan Liang stared at Ya Jiang, who looked at him without fear. Yan Liang smiled cruelly: "Okay! I will be a man wrapped in horse leather! I will not treat you and the rest of my family badly!"

After saying that, he held his sword across his chest and stared forward. The soldiers all held their guns and swords attentively, and the cold murderous aura condensed in the air. The dead branches and leaves were forced by the air waves, and they all flew away...

Zhang Jiao's men carried Zhang Jiao and pressed him up. Yan Liang raised his long sword and roared: Kill!

The soldiers immediately roared: Kill!

There is no retreat, I am invincible!

There is no retreat, I am invincible!



A thousand soldiers were all selected at the moment. Five people formed a small assault formation. They were the elite among the elite in Ye Feng's army. However, they could only withstand one yellow scarf warrior. With the big shield in front of him, the spear thrust out. Not to mention missing the target, even if

Being stabbed in the throat can only slightly stop the enemy's advance! What's more, they are outnumbered. The Yellow Turban warriors are four times as strong as themselves, but in just a cup of tea, they are completely dead or injured!

Yan Liang and a few soldiers retreated to guard the gate, and they were defeated in a matter of seconds...

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