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Chapter 113 Fall

The giant dragon fell to the ground, its figure gradually shrank, but once again turned into Zhang Jiao's original appearance.

The players who were originally standing on the dragon lost their feet and fell to the ground.

Zhang Jiao fell to the ground, with various wounds all over his body. His clothes were torn and stained red by the oozing blood. He looked extremely embarrassed. He no longer looked like he had the fairy spirit before. Even the nine-ringed tin staff was gone.

Break into two pieces and fall aside.

I saw him struggling to get up, trying to stand up with his hands on the ground, but his feet gave way and he sat cross-legged on the ground.

This behemoth, which is a hundred feet long, cannot be killed by the player's human power. What the player has to do is to continue to cause damage to Zhang Jiao. In the end, when Zhang Jiao is exhausted, the battle will naturally be won.

Just like it is now.

Seeing Zhang Jiao's miserable appearance, several onlookers shouted "waaaaah" and waved their weapons and tried to rush forward. However, Zhang Jiao kicked him with both eyes and immediately vomited blood and flew dozens of feet away, just in time to pretend.

The last raised rock turned into light and disappeared on the spot.

The players who were about to make a move immediately calmed down. Everyone raised their weapons and silently took three steps back.

rbqrbq.

Seeing that the boss is about to die, if you are defeated at this time, you will really lose a lot of money.

"Zhang Jiao! You are at the end of your rope, today is the day you die!"

The one who spoke was Cao Cao, and it was the Cavalry Commander who conjured up the [Cracking Stone Crossbow] as if by magic, and was able to restrain Zhang Jiao, who had turned into a dragon and flown away.

As soon as Zhang Jiao appeared on the scene, he instantly wiped out all the generals of the Han army. Except for Lu Zhi who was a real humble gentleman and Liu Bei who pretended to be a humble gentleman, the rest of the big guys were not easy to talk to.

Especially Boss Cao, but I would rather teach me to betray the world than let the world betray me, that’s very stingy!

A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years; a villain's revenge is from morning to night.

As the saying goes, beat the drowned dog hard, so hurry up and seize the time to calm down.

"Hahaha, it's the end of the road, haha, cough, cough, cough."

Zhang Jiao sat on the ground, looking around at the Han generals and countless players who surrounded him, and suddenly laughed out loud. However, his body was seriously injured, and he started coughing crazily after laughing twice.

"Whoosh!"

An iron arrow as thick as a thumb shot out from the crowd, but three scrolls flew out automatically from Zhang Jiao's arms, with countless runes flashing on them, protecting Zhang Jiao, and the iron arrow shot on it.

It was like hitting a fine steel shield, it actually bent into two pieces.

"I didn't expect that Fu Song, who is so dignified and dignified, can also stab people in the back?"

"Rebellious ministers and traitors should be punished by everyone! What's more, this person is not Lu Zigan, he is just a soldier. He stabs people in the dark, which is a normal operation."

The one who shot the arrow was Huangfu Song. Faced with Zhang Jue's sarcasm, Huangfu Song didn't take it seriously. This boss was a die-hard loyalist of the Han Dynasty, and anyone who tried to subvert the rule of the Han Dynasty was his mortal enemy.

Seeing that the sneak attack was fruitless, Huangfu Song curled his lips, but took no further action.

This was Zhang Jiao, a man who had once fought against an army of tens of thousands of people single-handedly. He couldn't be too cautious.

Not to mention being seriously injured, even if you are dead, your body must be broken into thousands of pieces, and your bones and ashes must be scattered to ensure safety.

"Damn it, these are three volumes of the Heavenly Book?! You look like a fool at first glance!"

"Is there any chance to kill Zhang Jiao and expose this treasure now?"

"Can you beat him?"

"Brother, what you said is wrong. What if we are in an online game novel now, and I happen to be the protagonist. I grab the boss and pick up treasures in the chaos, and then rise up to dominate the world, hugging Diao Chan, big and small.

Joe returns, isn’t this a standard start?”

"Awesome, awesome! May I ask, brother, your surname is Long, and your first name is Aotian?"

"No, no, no, I'm Ye Liangchen."

Players are naturally knowledgeable.

In Zhang Jiao's background story, the reason why he became a version boss was that he was favored by the immortals and was given three volumes of heavenly books "Heaven", "Earth" and "Human", and then he had superb magical skills.

The treasure in Zhang Jiao's arms that automatically protects the Lord is undoubtedly these three volumes of heavenly books.

Wang Yiyuan took it very lightly.

First, unless the official brain cramps and does not consider the lifespan of the game "Wushuang", this kind of artifact-level treasure will definitely not be within the grasp of current players.

Secondly, Wang Yiyuan is just a scumbag who has just reached 40 in strategy. Although he is not considered a retarded person, the top treasures of this kind of magic player have nothing to do with him.

The three volumes of heavenly books not only turned into a shield to protect Zhang Jue, but also held up the breeze under Zhang Jue's feet. With the help of these heavenly books, Zhang Jue finally stood up straight.

"Do you want my treasure?"

Feeling the fiery gazes of the players, Zhang Jiao naturally understood what these Han soldiers, whose words and deeds were somewhat abnormal, wanted.

He raised his hands high, and the three scrolls floated up.

"In the past, Jiao met an immortal and was given three volumes of the Book of Heaven. He was taught immortal skills, so he vowed to use his magical power to save the poor people in the world, and founded the Tao of Taiping to guide people to do good. However, for decades, Jiao asked himself that he had tried his best

, but still cannot save the people from fire and water."

"The sky has no eyes, and the people have nothing to live on. However, there has been a severe drought for several years, and the subordinate officials are ruthless and have no regard for the life and death of the common people."

"The sufferings of the common people in the world are not due to natural disasters, but to man-made disasters."

Zhang Jue was talking to himself, his voice was not loud, but it went straight into the ears of every NPC and player present, as if he was mumbling to himself, but also like a bomb about to explode, suppressing boundless anger.

Before Zhang Jue finished speaking, he squeezed his hands hard, and the three volumes of heavenly books suspended in the air immediately turned into countless debris, followed by the wind, turned into little meteors, scattered in all directions, and disappeared.

The three volumes of the Heavenly Book were magic weapons of the Immortal family. They were forcibly broken into pieces, causing Zhang Jiao's already weak body to suffer heavy injuries. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but wiped the corners of his mouth indifferently and continued.

"Do you want my treasures? I have hidden them all deep in the mountains. Go and find them! When you understand the meaning of this book, go and find them! My treasures and my power are hidden in

There!"

After Zhang Jue had done all this, all the little strength in his body had dissipated. He sat down cross-legged, raised his head, and looked directly at the Han generals with his eyes calm and calm.

"You won this time, now you can kill me."

After saying that, Zhang Jiao closed his eyes and recited Laozi's "Tao Te Ching".

Everyone in the Han army looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward.

After a while, in the crowd, a player tentatively took out his bow and arrow and aimed an arrow at Zhang Jiao. The old man's archery skills were obviously average. He was clearly aiming for the chest, but hit Zhang Jiao's shoulder.

Zhang Jue only frowned, but remained unmoved.

Immediately, more and more arrows were shot from the Han army's formation. In less than ten breaths, the once powerful Zhang Jiao was shot into a hedgehog. There was no more sound, but his body still sat upright and could not fall down.

System announcement: "The leader of the Yellow Turban Army, the great sage Zhang Jiao, was killed by the Han army in Julu, marking the official end of the Yellow Turban Rebellion."

"It seems like a really dead duck."

"Go over and take a look?"

While he was talking, he saw a shadow of a black dragon rising into the sky from Zhang Jue's body, but it shattered into dozens of small dragons less than the thickness of an arm. Several of them swooped at several NPCs present and were submerged respectively.

The remaining ones inside the bodies of Dong Zhuo, Sun Jian, Cao Cao, and Liu Bei were scattered around the world.

The real troubled times have just begun.


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