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Chapter 339

Will die!

Facing this, he directly cut the golden strongman behind him who was following them with his footsteps into two sections, which was even more terrifying sword light than before. The yellow turban, who was running forward with a fast horse and whip, stood up all the cold hairs, as if he felt that the door of the underworld was open in front of him!

Under the crisis, the Yellow Turban General whose potential exploded instantly could not care whether the account would be settled by Qiu Hou. He directly grabbed a disciple of Taiping Taoism who was riding alongside him and threw it backwards. He took advantage of the situation to change his position, change his horse in the air, and rush to take the horse to the Taiping Taoism disciple's horse!

It has to be said that the Yellow Turban will indeed make a wise decision. Just now, if he chooses other methods, such as turning around, or making a vault, he may reduce his speed of rapid advancement.

And under the pursuit of this team of cavalry led by the white-robed young general, the slowdown means death!

Of course, even if he made the right choice, it would only delay his death. After all, although the horses they rode snatched from the gentry's turrets of the gentry's gangs were good, they were still far from what the white-robed young generals rode. It was only a time to be caught up.

Moreover, although the Yellow Turban escaped, it also caused the life of the true disciple to be peaceful! So other fellow disciples who also ran with him glared and split their eyes. One of the disciples who had the best relationship with him just killed him even shouted and cursed in the Mercedes-Benz: "Wang Ji, how dare you do this!"

The Yellow Turban will ignore the glare of the disciples of Taiping Tao. After all, escaping now is important, so there is no time to take care of anything else. And the others are also obsessed with the time when it is not suitable for him to care about it, so even the disciple of Taiping Tao who was just scolding was not doing anything else.

And it was also at this time that the second sword of the young white-robed player... came!

The sword light was still as terrifying, dividing everything that passed in two! However, this sword seemed to be faster than the first one! It blinked dozens of steps and directly slashed behind the Yellow Turban General!

Seeing that the young general in white robe actually placed his target on him again, the Yellow Turban couldn't help but scold him and screamed! But he didn't care about blaming others at this time, because the sword would soon kill him into two pieces!

There is a great terror between life and death. Under the threat of death, the Yellow Turban General directly broke through the bottleneck that he had never been able to break through. His foundation directly moved from a third-rate general to a second-rate general in the world! Among the Yellow Turban Army, he is no longer much worse than some of the lower-ranking coaches.

But that's not enough!

The young general's sword was definitely not something that a second-rate general could take over, so the Yellow Turban General ignored the fact that he had just used the Taiping Dao's magic descending technique. He directly activated his already injured origin and exchanged his lifespan and future for a short-term increase in strength!

The magic trick is activated again!

He is already among the second-rate generals, and with the Yellow Turbans investing at all costs, the Yellow Turbans will make the deep shadow of the Taoist immortal gods more solid, and the power that exudes the sun and moon to replace the new sky is even stronger!

It was still as if it was controlled like a wood. With the appearance of the phantom of the Taoist immortal god, the Yellow Turban will be confused in panic! At the same time, as the Taoist immortals' hands were no longer a cane, but a weapon that looked like a golden mace was raised again, the Yellow Turban also swung the long sword in his hand at this time, turned around and smashed it down at the sword light!

open!

In an instant, the Yellow Turban slashed the long sword in his hand with the phantom of the Taoist immortal god to the sword light that was slashing towards him. For a moment, an indescribable force burst out at the intersection, which could be a loud noise that seemed to be able to break the eardrums of people!

As this terrifying force erupted, the two disciples of Taiping Road around the Yellow Turban Army were directly lifted away from their galloping horses! The Yellow Turbans destroyed everything around them, and the horse under their crotch was killed directly on the spot!

When the horse died, the Yellow Turban General naturally lost hope of escaping his life. After all, no matter how fast the two legs ran, they were far from being as good as the four-hoofed horses. This can be seen from the Yellow Turban strong men who could follow them with their footsteps just now, they can no longer see their figures. What's more, the white-robed young generals and others rode rare good horses, so they would not give him a chance to escape.

Therefore, although the Yellow Turban will successfully survive from the sword of the young general who ran away for nothing, his foundation of defeat has been forged.

It seemed that he knew what he was facing, so the Yellow Turban would not continue to escape. While the power he had just borrowed through the magic trick was still there, he once again activated the little source he had left, and then instead of retreating, he howled and killed the white-robed young generals and others!

Since he is determined to lose his life, he will have to take a cushion even if he dies!

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established! In Jiazi, the world will be very lucky!"

He shouted wildly about the slogan of peace and uprising, as if this slogan could bring him endless power! At this moment, the Yellow Turbans once again blew the hot light of the heart that had been corroded by luxury and desire these days!

The phantom of the Taoist immortal god behind him condensed a little as his heart became firmer, and at the same time began to transform. It was like a weak scholar suddenly turning his pen to join the army, and there was a little more courage in the misty situation! The golden mace in his hand also looked a little more ferocious!

It seemed that he could see the transformation of gold at this time and the determination in his heart. The young general of white robe had been unwavering, as if he had a look of appreciation in his eyes of a deep pool. However, when he thought of what he saw and did when he followed the Yellow Turban Army, a sharp and fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the knife in his hand that exuded cold air became more and more determined!

The knife rises and the knife falls!

The moon is waning, the moon is full!

As the young general Baipao waved the sword in his hand, he was raising the sword in his hand, and the yellow turban general who was wielding thousands of sword lights towards the white-robed young general who was wielding thousands of sword lights seemed to see a cold moon that had existed since ancient times rising in front of his eyes.

Then the cold moon sags westward, and the Yellow Turban cut off all the vitality in his eyes and the heirloom sword in his hand from a small town that was slaughtered by him!

"Who are you?!" The Yellow Turbans forced themselves to wait for the answer of the young general in white robe, as if they would die with their eyes closed if they couldn't get it!

The young general in white robe stopped and let the cavalry behind him go and continue to chase and kill the disciples of Taiping Tao who were still fleeing. He stopped and looked at the Yellow Turban General in front of him who had clearly lost his vitality and was still standing in front of him for the answer.

In fact, the young general of the white robe didn't want to pay attention to the question of an unknown Yellow Turban General, especially a Yellow Turban General with innocent people. However, thinking of the last performance of the other party just before his death, the young general of the white robe still spoke up to meet his last request before his death.

"Xie Zhen in Shanyin, Xie Feihong!"
Chapter completed!
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