I built a fairy city in troubled times

Chapter 21
"The leader is the Yellow Turban Army Tu. He massacred a city of 10 people in Lingzhou and turned a river of blood into a river. His cultivation level has reached the early stage of the first level of Qi. It is said that he is born with divine power. Even if he faces the peak of the first level of Qi , we can fight together, I didn’t expect it to be hidden here!”

The third elder of the Li family said with an ugly expression. If he was at his peak, he would naturally not be afraid of the other party. But now that he is seriously injured, and this person has killed several times more people under his command, it will be very difficult to break through.

Li Xun and Li Zhu gathered around the third elder, and they were ready to fight to the death.

Although they knew that fighting for the world would be difficult, who would have thought that the first battle after the Li family came out would be so difficult.

But at this time, Xia Ming came face to face with the Yellow Turban Army. In front of the black army, a short, stocky man covered in pitch black, holding a mountain ax, was waiting at the front.

His head is extremely large and ferocious.

The raised eyes were bloodshot.

Staring at Xia Ming, greed flashed in his eyes.

The other party has long heard that this human slaughterer of the Yellow Turban Army likes to torture people most, and often eats people's hearts and livers with perverted and cruel methods.

Now it seems that it is true.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to take advantage of Yunhai County, you will be dead today. Master, I have already set up the oil pan and am waiting for you fresh ingredients!"

As Ren Tu spoke, the smell of blood hit his face.

Many people were shocked and their expressions changed dramatically.

Then, I saw the Yellow Turban Army surrounding them at an extremely fast speed.

Xia Ming looked at it with a stern look.

Without any hesitation, he said directly, "The infantry will form a formation with oxcarts and be on defense. The cavalry will charge with me!"

As he spoke, he didn't even hide or dodge, he rode his horse forward and rushed forward.

Although the Yellow Turbans are fierce, they can only be effective when fighting with the wind.

As long as people are slaughtered, they will definitely defeat themselves.

This is what Xia Ming thinks.

Therefore, his target at this time was exactly that person.

The war horses galloped, as if there was a sound of thunder, and the war spears in their hands turned into divine weapons, sweeping forward under the influence of Gang Qi.

The yellow scarf troops blocking the front never thought that Xia Ming would rush towards the front where there were the most people.

When Xia Ming led his cavalry and came in an instant.

They directly knocked the Yellow Turban Army to pieces.

"Hold them off and kill me!"

Ren Tu was so fierce that he ordered the army to surround them and at the same time, he personally went up to meet them.

He is still very confident in his own cultivation and does not think that ordinary people can be his opponents.

He raised the battle ax in his hand and swung it directly at a horseman from the Marquis Mansion.

Although the other party's cultivation level is not weak, it is far inferior to that of Tu Ren.

Not daring to fight head on, he hurriedly tried to hide away.

"Crack!"

But the armor leaf on his left shoulder was still scratched by the tomahawk.

With a piece of flesh and blood, it fell to the ground.

Xia Ming's eyes flashed. He gave up his horse and flew out in the air, pointing his spear directly at the massacre.

"Block him!" The three innate peak experts in the Yellow Turban Army came towards Xia Ming, trying to block his attack.

Seeing that there was an enemy blocking him, Xia Minggang released his energy, and the war spear was actually bent. Golden light flowed from it. When he let go, it instantly flew out, lay horizontally in the air, and crashed into the master of the Yellow Turban Army.

"boom!"

It hit hard on the chests of the three Yellow Turban Army masters.

They were made to vomit blood and fall, their chests collapsed, and it seemed that they could not survive.

For a moment, Xia Ming was as powerful as a stone.

"Hiss!" Seeing such a scene, the people of the Li family took a breath of air.

Although the third elder was also in the Qi-entraining realm, he knew that if he were flying through the sky, he would never be able to do what Xia Ming did.

"We don't even know there are such powerful generals in the world!"

There was exclamation in his voice, and Li Zhu stared at Xia Ming with a pair of eyes filled with awe.But at this moment, the other party had already arrived at Rentu's side. It was difficult to say all this, but it was only completed in the blink of an eye.

The sword on Xia Ming's waist has appeared in his hand.

A world-dominating aura filled the air, the blade locked on the massacre and fell directly on the head.

The opponent was short and stocky, but his reaction was not bad.

The mountain ax was raised in his hand.

A huge head is covered with ferociousness.

"Kang Rang!"

The blade struck the ax handle, making a harsh collision sound.

"Herod!" Rentu sat down and his horse whined, unable to withstand the huge force, he knelt down on the ground.

The four legs actually showed irregular bends.

Rentu's fat face was constantly shaking like waves under the impact of the strong wind.

The blood vessels in his arms were stretched open, and blood flowed out, staining the armor red.

There was fear in the eyes.

As a well-known strong man in the Yellow Turban Army, he never thought that he would not be able to catch a move from a person in the realm.

Xia Ming didn't give him a chance to breathe.

This man was so cruel that he would not lose even if he was killed ten thousand times.

Looking at the opponent who fell off his horse and knelt on one knee.

His right foot swept directly towards the huge head.

"boom!"

The next moment, a cloud of blood mist exploded, and the fierce man in the Yellow Turban Army was kicked off his head.

The surrounding Yellow Turban Army, seeing such a terrifying scene, how could they dare to step forward? They all retreated, trying to leave Xia Ming.

The current opponent was wearing iron armor, and the visor on his face was stained red with blood.

Just like a demon god, the blood mist behind him still did not dissipate, supporting him even more terrifyingly.

As he raised the long sword in his hand again, all the Yellow Turbans were in complete chaos. Those in the middle of the battle circle desperately retreated, while the Yellow Turbans on the periphery, not knowing what was going on, were still rushing forward.

For a time, no one knew how many people were trampled to death.

Seeing such a scene, Xia Ming sat on his horse again, raised his sword and roared, "Conical formation, cut through!"

The sound rang out, and five hundred cavalry followed, rushing towards the center of the Yellow Turban Army.

The blade passed by, splashing countless blood, but these 500 people actually charged into the [-] Yellow Turban Army and collapsed in an instant.

"Such bravery is probably no worse than that of Liehou and Huangnu. I don't know which family trained them!" Li Xun sighed.

The third elder on the side said, "The Yellow Turban Army is in chaos, let's leave quickly!"

At this time, he no longer wanted to take advantage. Taking advantage in the hands of such a person was no different from dying.

Xia Ming's fierce power almost broke his courage.

Perhaps, such a character is the protagonist in troubled times.

Thinking of this, he took Li Zhu, led the army, and hurried away around the battlefield.

And Xia Ming, leading the army, sprinted back and forth on the battlefield for several times, and all the Yellow Turban Army had completely fled.

I just left behind a lot of baggage and silver cars.

Looking at the messy battlefield, Xia Ming glanced at Zhang Mu beside him, "Clean the battlefield and gather supplies!"

"Yes, Lord Marquis!" Zhang Mu said quickly.

At this time, the way he looked at Zhang Mu had changed, from the awe in the past to the intense one.

Then, he led his people to clean up the battlefield.

The supplies here are the bulk of what the Yellow Turban Army left behind.

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