The rats who hide their heads and tails are indeed the case for Zhang Jiao.

After all, the reason why his injuries were so serious was that partly because he was eager for quick success and instant benefits, forcibly comprehending the Taiping Qing Dao Leader, and killing too much, which damaged his own luck. A considerable part of the reason was that he was sneak attacked by the worshippers of these Liu royal family members during the battle with Lu Zhi, who had been dismissed from office and imprisonment.

Therefore, after seeing several royal enthrones like he had to show their bodies when he was chasing Dong Zhuo last time, a sharp look flashed in Zhang Jiao's eyes. With a swing of the sword in his hand, a dark red thunder was directly drawn from the torn sky.

And with the acquisition of Tianlei, the sword itself is showing its sharpness and becomes even more unstoppable!

Zhang Jiao didn't say much at this point, and he whipped his sword finger, adding another blood color to the sword's edge. Then, the sword in his hand turned into a rainbow light, and he carried the rolling power of heaven to slash at the royal family who had just been exposed.

The technique of thunder-guiding sword control, the technique of controlling sword recorded in Taiping's essential technique, the supreme magic method of taking the general's head from it is like taking objects from a bag! At this moment, it appeared in front of everyone on the battlefield of Guangzong!

What a magnificent and fast sword light that was! It made people unable to help but sink into it!

As soon as Zhang Jiao made a move, the sword light wrapped around it with the dark red sky thunder was in front of the royal family worshiper who had already killed him, so he could not react and directly broke the protective treasure on his body.

The sword slid past, and the vitality in the eyes of the royal envoy had dissipated. The breeze blew by, and his big head had rolled down to the ground where blood was still splashing!

"Gong Wei!"

As the dead royal priest, another white-eyed and shoulder-length worshiper who could not be rescued, saw that his friend who had been for many years fell in front of him, almost bit his steel teeth. After a scream of pain, he turned his red-eating eyes to Zhang Jiao, who was standing above the city and covering his mouth and coughing.

"Zhang Jiao, you actually did such a despicable act. You are really the number one person in the world!" The white-eyed offering angrily scolded Zhang Jiao's sneak attack in the battle.

"Despicable?" Zhang Jiao wiped the corner of his mouth with a brocade hand slightly and said disdainfully: "I just treat him with the same principles, not to mention that the name of the number one person in the world seems to be imposed on me by you. When did I, Zhang Jiao, admit that I have cared about these false names!"

"You, you!" Baimei Gongsheng himself is not good at speaking, so he can't say a word that was choked by Zhang Jiao.

"And you should be glad," Zhang Jiao was not prepared to let the other party go, but continued directly: "The reason why the target of the sword just now was not you is because the Chixiao sword on your waist was there, otherwise there would be room for you, a courageless snail, to talk to me!"

No...no courage?!

The white eyebrows worshipped one Buddha who was instantly angry was born, and the two Buddhas soared into the sky!

It’s not surprising that he was like this, after all, his appearance is indeed a bit similar to a monkey. In addition, his skin is loose when he is old, and he is even more similar to a monkey. Therefore, what he usually taboos to hear is that others are considerate of his appearance, especially when he hears the word “money”.

For this reason, many servants who served him were even executed. Now that Zhang Jiao has become a sarcastic person in front of nearly one million troops on both sides, if he can still swallow his breath, he can run directly to a certain world, and be with the other four turtles in the sewer in New York.

Therefore, regardless of the price of using the Red Sky Sword on his waist, the red long sword suddenly unsheathed. In an instant, a red light appeared in the sky, and a power of the Emperor's Dao began to sweep around, making people feel timid and awe appeared on their faces!

In fact, compared to people, the Chixiao Sword seems to be more powerful in suppressing military energy and souls.

As it deshewned out, the military flags and souls of all the troops on the Han army increased to a greater or lesser extent. For example, Cao Cao, who was not far from Xie Feihong, had just written some of the military energy that had been dispersed by Zhang Jiao's artillery and was slowly recovering, and the recovery speed of the military energy that was slowly recovering suddenly increased by a few%, and at the same time it was more concise.

In addition to the bloodthirsty military soul owned by Xie Feihong's troops, Zhou Hui began to exude a wild aura, and at the same time, the shape seemed to be closer to the ancient saber-toothed tiger!

Seeing that the Chixiao Sword had such a magical effect, even Xie Feihong, who came from a higher world, would have a flash of desire to possess it, let alone others.

However, compared with the Yellow Turban Army, the Han army's emotions were more introverted. After all, although the imperial power is unstable now, the people in the Liu family's royal family are still in charge. How can I say it in my heart? At least on the surface, I must maintain obedience to the Liu family's royal family.

There was no time to pay attention to the generals with different thoughts. The long sword in the hand of the White Eyes worshiper raised up directly, wiped his palm, and sacrificed the magic weapon that had opened the thousand-year foundation of the Liu family royal family here.

Like a living thing, the Chixiao Sword directly drank the blood offered by Baimei. Then the sword seemed to have been added with a special effect, and the shadow of the Han territory appeared on it! It made his own strict power of the Emperor Dao even more heavy!

With the power, the good wind lit up a few times in the air. The white-browed worshiper's body, which had become much older and rotten because of the blood sacrifice, crossed hundreds of feet away like a distance. It appeared at the height of the Yu Guangzong City city. Yang Jian waved his sword, and the Emperor's Sword slashed in front of Zhang Jiao at the head of Guangzong City in the blink of an eye.

Chixiao, the sword of the Emperor’s Dao!

As the emperor was in the country, with the fall of the Chixiao Sword, Zhang Jiao and the Yellow Turban Army above the city seemed to face the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty and pressing towards them together!

What a terrifying sword!

Seeing that the Chixiao Sword had such power, Man said that Zhang Jiao, who was facing him on the top of the city and the Yellow Turban Army around him, was a friendly army, and Xie Feihong and others who were not in the frontal attack range were just affected and their pupils did not need to shrink slightly, and their faces changed again and again!

And Xie Feihong has always been reminded not to contact him on crowded occasions, and even spoke for the first time, sending the voice to Xie Feihong's mind.

"It's actually a humanitarian weapon! There are people in this world who can cast such treasures. It's rare, it's really rare! But using the stupid method of blood sacrifice, the people in this world are really stupid to a certain extent. Hello, little kid, this sword is one of the rare good things. If you get it, you will never regret it!"

"Silence!"

Xie Feihong replied directly in his mind, and continued to stare at the body of the dynasty worshipper whose body was full of decay, as if the candlelight in the wind could be extinguished at any time.

This sword is indeed very powerful, but it is probably not something that ordinary people can afford!

Looking at the qi and blood on the white eyebrows before, he could live for at least another 60 years. With his blood sacrifice just now, he could live for another month, which was already considered burning incense.

So even if you don’t consider the difficulty of getting it, the consumption of it alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

However, from the meaning revealed in Qianqiujing's words, it should be that people in this world have not found the right way to use it. It is believed that it is really precious to be called a good thing by Qianqiujing, an old monster who has been living in the main world for so many years.

Therefore, although Xie Feihong, who has read many miscellaneous books in the main world, has never heard of the name of humanitarian magic weapon, after measuring the gains and losses, Xie Feihong still snatched it into his hands.

In this case... then these people who came from the Luoyang royal family will be enemies!
Chapter completed!