From the world of martial arts

Chapter 207
On the vast plain, stretching for dozens of miles, tens of millions of troops fought fiercely.It's like purgatory.

Stellar energy and spells are constantly clashing in the arena.

The rumbling explosions were continuous, and the domineering and ferocious qi passed by, often dozens of people were blown to pieces in an instant, and the mutilated corpses flew around. The scene was horrific to the extreme.

And all kinds of spells are even more frightening, and the thunder from the Yellow Turban side also caused the officers and soldiers to suffer a lot.

Even if the officers and soldiers are elite and have a military spirit that can weaken the Yellow Turban's spells, they still suffer heavy losses.

If it weren't for a group of generals who are refining gangs, who are constantly rushing to kill, I am afraid that the officers and soldiers would not be able to bear it in the first place.

The battle between the two sides entered into the final competition of wills, whoever can't bear it first will be defeated.

The wilderness that stretched for dozens of miles was divided into multiple battlefields.

The Yellow Turban army has a large number of people, but they still can't defeat the official army. After a long time, they will inevitably be defeated first.

After all, the Yellow Turban Army is just a peasant army, and its will is naturally much worse than that of the official army.

Even in these many battlefields, some Yellow Turban troops have already been defeated.

One of them is the most intense, and both sides are the most elite teams.

"Yellow Turban Liwei come out!"

Bocai felt the crisis, and saw the officers and generals ahead, constantly breaking through his layers of formations, his face was very ugly.

He already knew that the officers and soldiers were elite and fierce.

But he is not afraid, because the strength of his subordinates, after training, coupled with the magic of Taiping Dao, through the number of people, he can continue to consume the number of officers and troops.

However, as soon as the decisive battle started, he felt something was wrong.

First of all, their Yellow Turban army was gradually divided, and he didn't care about it, but there were too many generals in the official army.

This is a very big key point for his army.

He didn't have any strong men under his command, and he couldn't stop the strong generals of the government army. In this way, under the impact of the strong generals of the government army, his layers of military formations would continue to be defeated.

As a last resort, he had to sacrifice the Yellow Turban Liwei.

With the opening of the war, the yellow turban fighters are consumed more and more, and the yellow turban force guards are naturally even rarer.

"Haha! Yellow Turban Guard, let me see how powerful Yingchuan's Yellow Turban Guard is."

Zhang Fei breathed out fiercely, roared out, and instantly his entire body was clean.

Then he patted his mount, galloped up suddenly, leaped in the air with the horse and the man, and rushed towards the yellow scarf force guard who came out.

The three-foot-tall Yellow Turban Liwei has no intelligence. When he sees someone coming, he punches them fiercely. The huge figure and the strength of his swing are also terrifying.

The momentum of fists moving mountains and rivers, caused by the wind of fists, is like a hurricane hitting.

"Good come!"

Zhang Fei's face was full of excitement, the snake spear turned into a poisonous dragon, spun into a beam of qi, and directly received Yellow Turban Liwei's punch.

Boom!

Like thunder from nine heavens, violent power erupted from the middle of the two, sweeping around, like an earth dragon turning over, and the nearby yellow scarf army, like ants, disappeared in a flash.

The violent power was transmitted to Zhang Fei's body along the snake spear, and he was also shocked suddenly.

The body involuntarily flew upside down.

A mouthful of blood spewed out of the air.

"Third brother!"

Not far from the arena, the two young men saw Zhang Fei's appearance, and were immediately frightened out of their wits, thinking that the third brother was dead.

In Jizhou, they have also been to the Yellow Turban Guard, and they are very aware of the horror of this thing.

When the two came to Zhang Fei, the other party's face was pale, and he coughed twice weakly.

"Hey! Big Brother, Second Brother, I'm fine"

After he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, he calmed down a little. The general's physical body is extremely powerful, and his recovery is also extremely terrifying.

"Third brother, you are being reckless again"

Liu Bei couldn't help but say something.

"Hey!" Hearing the words, the latter smiled naively, but he didn't care, but raised his head, looked at the Yellow Turban Liwei, and fought with him.

Although he was knocked back and injured, it was not easy. ,
Those yellow turban fighters were also having a hard time, they all received backlash and vomited blood one after another, and that yellow turban force guard also became more illusory.

"Second brother, hurry up and break the Yellow Turban Guard, and you will be able to take down that wave. This is the greatest military achievement!"

Zhang Fei then yelled, "We can't let other people take our credit."

"Don't worry, third brother, no one can take it away"

Guan Yu said something calmly, but he was full of boundless arrogance. He had the confidence of this arrogance because of his strength.

His strength is still higher than that of his third brother Zhang Fei, and he has reached the peak of the sixth level of Liangang. In the entire army, there is no general who surpasses him.

Of course, the strength of several great Zhonglang generals may still be higher than his, but they are all scribes, and they practice the soul way.

When it comes to charging forward, he definitely has the confidence.

Even Sun Wentai was a bit behind him.

"Brother, take care of the third brother, let the second brother let me go and take down Na Bocai's head"

"Second brother, be careful"

Liu Bei nodded when he heard the words, he was naturally very relieved about the strength of his brother.

"Brother, the second brother is gone"

After speaking, Guan Yu picked up his Leng Yan saw, rode on the yellow puma, and charged directly towards Bo Cai's handsome flag.

At this time, not only Guan Yu, but also some other fierce generals charged towards Bocai's handsome flag.

Obviously, the goals of all parties are the same, that is Bocai.

Bocai's head is the most valuable.

"Humph!"

Seeing this situation, Guan Yu snorted coldly, and sped up a little more, because he saw Sun Wentai, who was leading a group of cavalry, to attack Bocai's army crazily.

He is arrogant, but Sun Wentai's strength is indeed not bad, not much worse than his third brother, and he also has the combat power of the fourth or fifth level of refining gang.

Moreover, there are four fierce generals who are refining the gang behind the opponent, plus a group of cavalry, the threat is the greatest.

"Brother, hurry up, let's go too"

In the other direction, Cao Hong from the Cao clan saw Zhang Fei and the Yellow Turban Liwei fighting each other, but they just flew backwards, and saw that they were also bumped.

The Yellow Turban Liwei of the Yellow Turban Army, as long as they have fought against the Yellow Turban Army, most of them can be encountered, and they know the strength of the Yellow Turban Liwei.

"The strength of that black-faced man is so strong, I'm afraid it's better than Miaocai, but fortunately, that reckless man severely injured the Yellow Turban Guard and gave us a chance."

Cao Hong's eyes sparkled, and a cheap smile appeared on his face.

"Don't underestimate Zi Lian, that big red-faced guy, I'm afraid that guy's strength is not simple." The strong man called Miao Cai said solemnly, "That man is probably stronger than the black-faced guy."

"Brother, we need to speed up and take down Bocai's head. Brother, you will gain greater military merit, and maybe you can be promoted to a higher level."

Xia Houyuan said.

(End of this chapter)