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A sharp shout!

Thousands of thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and the entire battlefield was covered by thunder.

But these thunders are not directed at the demon cavalry!

I saw that after those Yellow Turbans were struck by thunder, not only did their bodies not show any scars, but their muscles began to swell.

One of the thin Yellow Turbans turned into a muscular man after being struck by lightning.

Not only that, even his strength has never been at the top, and he has directly stepped into the eighth-level realm!

"kill!"

The Yellow Turban Army, which gained strength, seemed to have been opened up to the second line of Ren and Governor.

The previous fear seemed to be burned away by thunder!

One of the Yellow Turbans jumped up and slashed directly at one of the demon cavalry with the sword in his hand.

brush!

A cold light suddenly appeared in the sky.

The demon cavalry didn't even open their eyes to look at him. With just a casual blow, the yellow scarf soldier was split in half in the air.

Blood swayed down like drizzle falling everywhere on the battlefield.

The demon cavalry looked at the strengthened Yellow Turban Army around them and sneered.

"Ants are ants. Even if you are strengthened, to me, you are just slightly stronger ants!"

cut!

The long-handled ax in the demon cavalry's hand slashed directly.

In an instant, a cold light suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

A ten-foot-long cold light swept across the battlefield. No matter how powerful the Yellow Turban Army were, the moment they touched this cold light, they were directly split into two by this cold light!

Mo Lubu rampaged across the battlefield, as if a field had been set up ten meters around him!

Any Yellow Turban Army that was included in the domain turned into a blood mist and disappeared in place almost instantly.

When Zhang Jiao on the city wall saw this scene, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.

He used the sky thunder to forcibly activate the power of the Yellow Turban Army, and at the cost of overdrafting his life, he forcibly increased the strength of the Yellow Turban Army tenfold!

But even if their strength was increased tenfold, they still couldn't resist the joint massacre by Mo Lubu and the demon cavalry!

At this moment, Zhang Jiao actually felt a trace of fear in his heart.

Tick ​​tock...

Suddenly, a cold raindrop fell on the tip of Zhang Jiao's nose.

Zhang Jiao's whole body trembled.

He looked up at the sky. He didn't know when the thunderclouds over the city disappeared.

Dense raindrops fell on the battlefield.

More and more rain soaked Zhang Jiao's robes, and a sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.

wrong!

Zhang Jiao suddenly reacted!

It's not the weather!

Someone is using a spell!

On the battlefield, the Yellow Turban Army, which was still howling a second ago, was soaked by the rain, and its fearless spirit was extinguished by the cold rain like a flame.

The Yellow Turban Army's muscles were originally swollen, but after being soaked by the rain, the muscles on their bodies shriveled up like deflated balloons.

Even after returning to their original state, those Yellow Turbans were even thinner than before.

"I...what's wrong with me! Why did my body become like this!"

"We can't beat them. We can't beat them at all. Why should we fight with these monsters!"

"I joined the Yellow Turban Army just to make a living. Now fighting these monsters, isn't that asking for death?"

"I won't fight! I surrender!"

For a moment, the fighting spirit of many Yellow Turban troops seemed to be extinguished by the sudden heavy rain.

But will the demon cavalry let them go?

The answer is no!

Because Lu Jin had given an order, the Yellow Turban Army would kill without mercy!

kill!

The demon cavalry had no expression on his face and waved the long-handled ax in his hand.

In an instant, countless Yellow Turban troops were killed directly on the spot!

To the demon cavalry, these Yellow Turbans are just a bunch of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

So what if we kill them all?

So what if they resist?

Can they resist?

The demon cavalry didn't even see them as equal opponents. What they saw was just a group of... ants!

When you crush a group of ants to death, will you pay attention to the ants' begging for mercy and howling?

you will not!

Naturally neither can the demon cavalry!

Yao Daji, who was behind the battlefield, used her hands to create spells one after another, and the rain in the sky became even heavier.

This rain extinguished the fighting spirit of the Yellow Turban Army, and at the same time defeated the last trace of luck in Zhang Jiao's heart.

At this moment, he saw it!

He saw the Black Demon God slaughtering wantonly in the battlefield, and he saw the Rain Goddess standing like a goddess in the distance of the battlefield!

Two super first-level masters!

"Hahaha..."

"Liang, I lost! I lost!"

"I'm sorry for you brother!!!"

After Zhang Jiao on the city wall sensed the presence of two super first-level powerhouses, the last string in his head broke!

He's crazy!

Despair enveloped his heart like darkness!

"General! We still have one million reinforcements!"

"General! We still have a chance to make a comeback!"

"General! You have to cheer up!"

The surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers stepped forward one after another. At this time, Zhang Jiao, who was the backbone of the Yellow Turban Army, could not fall down.

Once he falls, the entire Yellow Turban Army will collapse!

And Zhang Jiao seemed to be a drowning man grabbing the last straw!

That’s right!

I still have a million yellow scarves!

I still have a million yellow scarves!

I still have a chance!

But the next second, a figure appeared in his field of vision.

Mo Qilin was walking in the air. Lu Jin, who was wearing a Nine Dragon Helmet and holding the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword, looked at Zhang Jiao like this.

"You have no chance!"

What?

Zhang Jiao looked at Mo Qilin under Lu Jin and even wondered if he had an illusion.

But at this time, Lu Jin raised the Xuanyuan Ancient Sword in his hand.

At this moment, the saint's breath burst out!

The ancient Xuanyuan sword in his hand was activated by the saint's aura, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a hundred-foot lightsaber standing in front of Zhang Jiao.

With a plop...

Zhang Jiao knelt on the ground, his eyes widened and his hair disheveled like a madman.

"Holy...saint!!!"

"No, this is impossible!!!"

"Saint, how could it be a stranger like you!!!"

Zhang Jiao thought about countless people, and even the Han Ling Emperor who was about to die was included in his candidate list for sainthood.

But he never expected that the only saint in the Shenhan Dynasty would be the stranger he despised the most!

"Everything is possible!"

cut!

The Baizhang lightsaber landed directly on the city wall of Ye City.

boom!

With a loud noise, the city gate was split open by Lu Jin's blow.

In an instant, half of the city wall collapsed.

Destroy Yecheng with one sword!

This is the power of the saint!

"The city gate has been breached! Charge!!!"

Seeing that the city gate was broken by Lu Jin's sword, Mo Lu Bu shouted.

The next second, Mo Lubu jumped up and rushed towards Yecheng like a cannonball!

The demon cavalry also seemed to have found their target.

Ten thousand demon cavalry were like savage beasts, attacking directly towards Yecheng.

The Yellow Turban Army on the way, let alone blocking the road, just saw the figure of the demon cavalry and was so frightened that their legs became weak and they froze in place.