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Chapter 150: Dong Zhuo's camp is taking shape

The giant crossbow shot wildly.

Cai Yang dialed the arrow with a knife in his left hand.

But suddenly, the city walls disappeared.

Only Liu Mengli and four others were left in front of me.

Before everyone could react, the sound of wind and thunder gradually flew, and smoke and dust on the road ahead rose. Countless fire cattle appeared at the extreme of their eyes. Tens of thousands of oxen rushing like a tide, sweeping towards Zhou Yiran! The fire cattle were running at high speed, with their mane fluttering, and from time to time, a strong body raised their heads and hissings, calling back the brigade running on both sides. The cattle were like a huge arrow, and where the arrow pointed, it was where Zhou Yiran was. Without the danger of the city wall, how could they resist this herd?

The thousands of oxen are running, let alone conquering it, it is difficult to save your life by chance. Everyone is shocked and their faces are pale.

It is already bizarre enough that the sudden disappearance of the city walls is even more shocking.

Qimen Dunjia Formation!" Liu Mengli suddenly used her skills.

A tough giant shield appeared.

At this time, the bull's head had already rushed to the front of the Qimen Dunjia Formation, and its front hooves stood upright and made a long, distant hiss. When the bulls heard the sound, they even heard the sound. With the remaining sound of the bull's roar, the bulls rushed straight towards the Qimen Dunjia Formation, as if they were chopped into two pieces by a sharp blade, and then they went left and right to go right. Wanniu was behind the Qimen Dunjia Formation, and they divided the two teams to meet them!

Everyone saw their heartbeats accelerated. It would be strange if so many fire bulls hit them head-on, they would not die tragically. The bull leader raised his head and hissed again. The hiss was extremely sharp, and a ball of flames spewed out of his mouth with a hiss! It exploded like fireworks in the air. Before the fireworks dissipated, the herds divided into two strands of cattle gathered into a torrent. Suddenly, the Red Bull disappeared. The city walls appeared again, and Li Jiangshan and others stood beside them, but at this moment, Cai Yang and others had disappeared.

What happened just now?

Zhou still couldn't figure it out, the city wall disappeared, and suddenly ten thousand cows came to attack.^^The first starter?Jun?Zi??Dang?^^

"Failed! He actually failed again?" The leader of the Yellow Turban camp's promotion leader was secretly annoyed.

“Go to the next step!”

The disappearance of the city wall is a unique skill for the wise to advance to the illusionist. As long as the killing value is sufficient, he can make the city wall truly disappear, but if the killing value is insufficient, he can only make the city wall disappear for a few seconds.

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In the Yellow Turban plot, the Yellow Turban camp advancers can join Dong Zhuo's camp, and the generals who originally belonged to Dong Zhuo's camp can be subdued by the Yellow Turban camp advancers.

Yesterday, it was not him who expected Zhou would still attack, but his adviser Jia Xu.

However, the military general Cai Yang sent out was not a military general in his place, but a military general who followed him.

The battle becomes more and more difficult, and the enemies you encounter become stronger and stronger.

Zhou Yiran already deeply felt that he was in crisis.

"What!" Zhou Yiran felt dizzy and was attacked again?

I suddenly appeared on a battlefield.

Transformer skills, ancient battlefield.

Zhou still didn't know why he could be attacked by the enemy frequently and easily, but it was certain that his appearance had already attracted the attention of the Yellow Turban camp's advancers.

There was a military general opposite on the ancient battlefield, with more than 30 soldiers behind him, all of whom were senior transfer soldiers, much stronger than Zhou Yiran's level 19 Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

Zhou Yiran turned around and ran away. This ancient battlefield must not exist for a long time.

Enemy generals pursue.

Suddenly, Zhou Yiran felt a sharp sound of wind coming from behind, and Zhou Yiran flashed. A rocket flew past Zhou Yiran.

The enemy general waved his sword. The archer shot another arrow and the rocket roared. This time, Zhou still stopped turning around and ran away. He activated the God-Fengshen Fighting Technique and threw life and death behind him, without any fear.

The troops and horses led by the enemy generals were above level 25, each with stubborn figures, shiny armor, and the long halberds in his hands were probably weighing dozens of pounds. If a row of four or five Yellow Turban soldiers made a sprint together in the charge, that kind of momentum was indeed extremely powerful.

Zhou Yiran let out a light roar, and the Confucian scholar's sword accurately hit the rocket on the flowing fire. The rocket turned backwards. The fire on the arrow was stimulated by the fire in Zhou Cang's body, and a huge ball of flame ignited and hit the chest of the soldier in front.^^First launch?Jun?Zi??tang?^^

The fire on the arrow was extremely domineering. With a scream, the soldiers and the horses under their feet burned into fireballs, screaming a few times, turning into white light and disappearing. The soldiers next to them did not stop. In a blink of an eye, the horses came to the front and stabbed the long halberd straight out. The aura at the tip of the halberd was a huge force, and Zhou was still extremely threatening.

With a crisp sound, the four long halberds were swung up together and turned into pieces and disappeared. Zhou Yiran used the overlord talisman obtained in the promotion battle. The enemy's long halberd stabbed, and the huge force shattered the long halberd.

At the flash of green light, Zhou Yiran was now beside the man in the left head. The Confucian scholar's sword gently knocked on the head of the Yellow Turban Army, and the wind gushed out. A green whirlwind with a strong spiral suddenly appeared above the man's head. With a dull sound, the Yellow Turban Army's head turned several times on its neck. As the whirlwind disappeared, the head hung softly, and the cervical spine was cut off by the spiral force!

One of them raised his long halberd and used a proud move to stab Zhou Yiran. Seeing that the long halberd was indecisive, he caught Zhou Yiran's face in it, but Zhou Yiran blocked it one by one.^^The first shot? Jun Zi?? Tang?^^Abruptly, Zhou Cang's Confucian sword burst out with a red sword light, mixed with flames.

The blazing fire was not red, but the surrounding air was twisted and transformed into a transparent shape. The soldiers ignited flames all over their bodies, and they had no time to scream.

Zhou Yiran's inventory was so high that it was indeed extremely shocking.

Another arrow shot from the back row. Zhou Yiran waved the Confucian sword in his hand casually and hit the arrow shaft. The rocket changed direction again. Although the fire was not long this time, the speed was more than twice as fast. A soldier responded without any response. He hit the vital point of his throat accurately, and he fell to the ground without a humming sound.

The last one danced with a large phlegm and attacked Zhou Yiran like a wheel. Zhou Yiran was not afraid, his body was not tired at all, and his body flew straight backwards. As he saw the flight further and further away, the man caught up. However, he felt a numbness on his neck, and an irresistible force rushed in. It was just a roll in his body, accompanied by a strange feeling of sourness and crispness.

The enemy general did not expect that Zhou Yiran's God-Feng Shen skills were so powerful, but he knew that the God-Feng Shen skills had time limits, so he took the lead. He rushed over with the remaining soldiers and generals in a wild shout. Zhou Yiran was so comfortable that he roared to the sky, and shouted all the depression he had ever lived in this long roar. He rushed into the group of soldiers as he rose and fell, and his power was endlessly surging. He hid in the crowd like a ghost, and he showed no mercy. The soldiers were either spinning and separated or roasted into a ball of hot air. Zhou Yiran activated the damage absorption skill, and the damage absorption had accumulated to 30,000.

The sneak attackers were getting scarce, but before the time for Zhou Yiran's God-Fengshen skill was about to come, there were only two left. The enemy general was frightened and a halberd was swaying. He was ready to escape. Zhou Cang hesitated and prepared to chase him. However, the enemy general, the archer, used his life skills to shoot out one.

Zhou still didn't dare to be careless. He swung the Confucian scholar's sword in his hand, with a squeaking sound that made people sore. The Confucian scholar's sword and the Rocket were connected. Zhou Cang's face flashed with a red light and the Rocket was pushed away.

The attack finally exerted momentum, and the fire on the arrow rose and disappeared. Zhou Yiran took his busy schedule to open his eyes. The archer was already soft and fell on the horse's back, not knowing whether it was death or life. It was obvious that it was the sharp arrow, which actually used all his power.

However, the sneak attacker was gone.

At this time, the time has come to disappear.

After Zhou Yiran came out of the ancient battlefield, he was shocked and suspicious, and there would be no more killer moves.

The general on the head was handsome and calm, but the eyebrows were full of courage and perseverance. The spear in his palm was extremely large, and the tip of the spear was more than twice as big as an ordinary iron spear, and the heavy rock spear! The horse under his foot was extremely tall and black, but a white crescent moon appeared in his eyes. The name of this horse was called Crescent moon!

This person is Zhang Liao! Those who are promoted by the Yellow Turban camp will probably be submissive to Dong Zhuo's camp in the future.

"Who will fight?"

"I'll do it!" In Changshe City, the enemy's scolding formation could not be resisted. One person broke out of the city and this person was Zhang.

The two generals fought in one place.

Zhang Liao was subdued by the Yellow Turban camp's advancement.

Zhang followed Huangfu Song and came to defend the Changshe.

Zhang Liao waved his heavy rock spear back, and the tip of the spear seemed to be a huge rock with a thousand kilograms of rock. It was extremely slow, but Zhang's rapid plundering momentum could not catch up with this casual wave. With a choking sound, the big sword of the dividing gold and the heavy rock spear were hit by the golden sword!

There was a violent sound like a landslide and the two big swords collided together without any tricks, causing huge waves of air.

Looking at Zhang Liao again, he was still steady and calm, but he was already surprised and said, "Who is it?"

"open!"

The two fought to the same place again.

Gao Shun, the general behind Zhang Liao, exclaimed in a low voice. The huge force under Zhang Liao's gun was more than a thousand pounds. Seeing that Zhang could not escape the life of broken bones and tendons, Zhang Liao frowned and exclaimed softly! When the gun and knife touched a place, the heavy rock spear was about to vomit vigorously. Zhou Cang's attack seemed to use ten percent of the force to swell in the air, but suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if there was no such blow at all. The huge force actually hit the air!

After all, he was a famous general in the world. Zhang Liao reacted very quickly. He suddenly realized something was wrong and did not turn around. He slammed his arm and the tip of the heavy rock gun suddenly shook. With a trembling, a huge air mass shook out from the tip of the gun. The air mass condensed as the substance, and the air mass floated. With Zhang Liao's snatch, the air mass exploded and exploded suddenly with the tip of the gun as the core!

Just as the air ball exploded, Zhang Liao suddenly felt that the tip of the spear had sunk again. The shaking just now failed to shake the big knife open! At this time, with the energy power being emitted, a strange force suddenly emerged from Zhang's knife, like a nail, passing through the energy power and attacking him!

Zhang accurately grasped the moment Zhang Liao's qi exchanged and launched a sudden surprise attack!

What a little Zhang Liao. Seeing something wrong, he roared. It was obvious that he was on the horse and his body was still moving, but in everyone's eyes, the whole person seemed to suddenly collapse. Under the two forces, the powerful force from nothing was like sea water hitting the reef, shattering without a trace!

"Zhang..." As soon as he spit out the word Zhang, his chest was stuffy, and with a wow sound, he spit out a bunch of blood! Under Zhang Liao's fierce aura, Zhang was finally injured.

Zhang Liao was about to attack again, but suddenly realized that he was weak all over.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhang stretched out his right hand from behind, and the golden sword in his palm flashed in his hand, and he stabbed him. Zhang Liao nodded, but his whole body was weak and he could not swing his gun.

What Zhang Dadao pointed to was exactly where Zhang Liao’s throat was!

The big sword came very quickly and it instantly arrived in front of Zhang Liao's throat!

Just as a flash of thought, Zhang Liao suddenly closed his eyes and shouted angrily: "Haha!"

The drink had the power of the thunder of the sky, and it seemed like a thunderous sound of thunder on the ground. Zhang Zheng rushed forward bravely. He suddenly heard this drink and his body couldn't help but tremble. Zhang Liao was just shaking when he shook. He didn't know what method he used, and his vitality was restored. He immediately turned his body gently and tricked Zhang's sharp attack. He swung his heavy rock gun and asked Zhang's vital point in his chest. The two fought for dozens of rounds without a distinction between victory and defeat, and each led his troops back.

Dong Zhuo's camp has begun to show signs.

Zhang Liaogaoshun will inevitably join Dong Zhuo's camp after the Yellow Turban camp retreats, and Zhang and others are probably hostile to him.
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