"Puff!"

Ning Caichen vomited blood and knelt on a high ground among the ruins. In fact, this place was originally a small mountain, but it had been leveled. A large area around it was covered with ruins, which was almost a thousand meters. It was a dilapidated scene, and the original forest peaks disappeared and were annihilated in the collision.

Ning Caichen looked tragic at this time, with his silver-white armor ruptured, his hair was scattered, and he coughed up blood in his mouth. He half-kneeled on the ground on one knee, and stood up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, and looked forward.

"Ahem...wow!"

That was Zhang Jiao, struggling to get up from the ruins. At this time, Zhang Jiao looked extremely miserable. The white Taoist robe on his body was already torn. His whole body looked bloody, his hair was scattered, covering most of his face, his hands were bloody and bloody, and his body was staggering, as if the next one would fall down, and he no longer had his previous style.

This scene seemed to be frozen. Everyone who saw this scene was stunned. The scene was in a brief sense of loss, and then there was an uproar.

"My God, is Zhang Jiao going to die?"

Liang Jun exclaimed, shocked, unbelievable, and excited.

"Saint Master!" "Brother!"

In comparison, the Yellow Turban Army changed color in an instant, and Zhang Bao's face changed drastically. He wanted to rush over, but Chen Yi seized the opportunity and almost pierced his left shoulder with one shot.

"kill!"

Ning Caichen thrust his sword at Zhang Jiao, and a sharp murderous intent burst out in his eyes. He saw that Zhang Jiao's state was at the moment, and he had reached the point where the oil was exhausted. This was the last chance to kill Zhang Jiao. He didn't want to let it go, so he suppressed the injuries on his body, leaving a afterimage on the spot, and pounced directly on Zhang Jiao.

"Protect the Holy Master."

Seeing this scene, the Yellow Turban Army also moved. Liu Shi, Yang Feng, Yu Du, Wu Lu, Li Damu, Zhang Baiqi and other six generals of the Yellow Turban Army immediately rushed towards Ning Caichen. Zhang Bao's face also changed drastically and he wanted to come to support him, but he was entangled by Chen Yi.

"Chen's army, kill, kill Zhang Jiao and avenge the general." Huang Zheng looked excited, roared, and took the lead in killing Zhang Jiao.

"The cavalry camp, charge, kill Zhang Jiao, just recently."

Chen Gong also looked very excited!

Finally, the armies on both sides charged again, and this time it was a life-and-death battle.

"Chen Yizhi, you are looking for death."

On the other side of the battlefield, Zhang Bao's eyes were red and he fought with Chen Yi. He also noticed Zhang Jiao's condition at this time. It seemed that he was exhausted. On the other hand, although Ning Caichen was seriously injured, he could obviously fight again. He was shocked. Even though Zhang Jiao was seriously injured, he did not hesitate to cause the most powerful blow to his injury. He believed that he would probably die directly because the character at that level was too strong, but Ning Caichen's strength was somewhat beyond his perception. However, although he was shocked, he cared more about Zhang Jiao's life. He wanted to go over to rescue him, but was entangled by Chen Yi.

"Boom!"

The sword light broke through the sky, and Zhang Bao went crazy, slashing out a sword light of more than a hundred meters long, like a divine rainbow. The earth was chopped out a crack of more than hundreds of meters long, and Chen Yi was shaken and flew out, coughing up blood in his mouth.

"war."

The gun light pierced out, and Chen Yi rushed towards Zhang Bao again, like a god of war. The white armor on his body had long been tattered. Zhang Bao tried his best to rescue Zhang Jiao, but Chen Yi was also trying his best to hold Zhang Bao.

"Brother Li, we..."

On the other hand, Li Yuan, Wang Ze, and Pan Yang, who saw this scene, had a change of expression. Because the development of the matter had exceeded their cognition, he thought that he would be suppressed by thunder in the face of the Yellow Turban Army, Chen Yi, Huang Zheng and others, but he did not expect that something happened. Chen Yi, who had a half-step martial arts magical power, then another Ning Caichen, who seemed to be stronger, appeared. Now even Zhang Jiao is in danger of his life...

Things suddenly developed in an unknown direction!

The faces of the three of them suddenly became ugly. Such a situation was definitely not what they wanted to see. From the beginning, they planned to surrender, and later they had a breakup with Chen Yi and others, they had already established their attitude. It can be said that for Liang Jun, it was definitely a betrayal. If Zhang Jiao was really killed this time and Liang Jun won, the situation of the three of them would definitely be very bad.

"Or, we!"

Wang Ze's eyes burst out with fierce light and he made a killing gesture, but the target of his killing was Liang Jun. His heart was very poisonous. Using his ideas, since they had already embarked on this road, they retreated far away from the battle just now, it was a disguised betrayal. This was a crime of betrayal of the enemy and beheading. If Zhang Jiao died in the end and Liang Jun won, the three of them would never be able to live well. The court blamed him, and not to mention beheading, but this official position would definitely not be guaranteed.

Li Yuan didn't say anything, but there was a fierce light in his eyes, as if he was making the final struggle.

"No." At this time, Pan Yang spoke and shook his head: "If we do this, the soldiers behind us may not listen to us."

Pan Yang analyzed that in fact, he had also tried to stab the knife in the back, but he quickly rejected it because he believed that if the three of them really did this, they might all betrayal of their own subordinates. Although they eventually had a quarrel with Chen Yi and the others, it was a matter of position after all, and stabbing the knife in the back was another matter...

"laugh!..."

On the other side, on the battlefield, Ning Caichen's figure was as fast as lightning and rushed towards Zhang Jiao.

"Ning Caichen, come with your order."

Liu Shi rushed over and killed Ning Caichen!

"Get out...puff...wow..."

Finally, Ning Caichen swung his sword and slashed out a sword light. Liu Shi's body flew backwards, the weapon in his hand fell off, the armor on his chest was also broken by a sword, and a huge sword mark appeared.

This was a shocking scene. Yang Feng and others who were originally going to pounce on Ning Caichen also stopped and looked shocked. With just one sword, Liu Shi was seriously injured and flew out. This was a warrior of Huajin, a first-class general, but he had no power to resist at all. What else would they beat? How could they fight? All of a sudden, the five of them were timid. It was at this moment that Ning Caichen pounced in front of Zhang Jiao.

"Tear...Click..."

The sky cracked, and it was a piece of red lightning like blood, even more than a bucket, hundreds of them. Finally, it gathered into a red thunder pillar the size of a mountain, aiming at Ning Caichen and slashed it down.

"Thunder punishment!"

Zhang Jiao suddenly stood up from the ground, and Ling Lie took action. He was preparing a blow. Did he show the enemy as weak? It was just for the final kill at this moment!

"call out!"

Ning Caichen's body did not retreat but advanced, and his speed suddenly increased, and he rushed towards Zhang Jiao, trying to cross the minefield.

"Destroy!"

Zhang Jiao's face was calm and his eyes were very sharp. He was as red as a thunder beam as the size of a mountain pouring down in an instant!

"boom!..."

Finally, the place exploded, as if the heaven and earth were shattered in an instant, and the red lightning columns of lightning as big as mountains poured down and hit the earth. First, there was a loud noise like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and then the red lightning waves visible to the naked eye spread around, and the earth also vibrated violently in an instant, as if a magnitude 9 earthquake occurred.

"Tear...Puff..."

A soldier's body exploded directly and was hit by a lightning bolt, which turned into a bloody rain.

Finally, something catastrophic happened here. A red thunder pillar of the mountain size poured down. The land was cracked, and rocks penetrated the sky. A large hole with a diameter of dozens of meters deep appeared on the ground. But this was not finished. The thunder pillar exploded. The light waves visible to the naked eye spread around like ripples, with red lightning...

"Puchi...wow!..."

Yang Feng coughed up blood and was hit by a red lightning coming towards him. His body flew out directly, coughing up blood in big mouthfuls, almost dead.

"Puchi..."

Huang Zheng waved the sword in his hand and slashed out a sword light, fighting against a red lightning flash swept towards him. In the end, his sword broke directly and his body flew backwards.

"Retreat...retreat!...retreat quickly!"

Chen Gong shouted loudly, looking at the aftermath that swept towards him, his scalp numb, his body jumped high, and he took the people from the Knight Camp to retreat. Fortunately, he realized the problem just now, and felt that Zhang Jiao would have a hand, so he didn't rush forward. In the end, most Knight Camps escaped, but others were not so lucky...

There were screams. In addition to Yang Feng and other experts in Huajin who could barely resist in the aftermath, even Huajin masters would be directly killed. Some Yellow Turban Army and Liang Army who rushed up also suffered a devastating blow at this moment...

Finally, with the place where the thunder pillar fell as the center, a radius of nearly a thousand meters became ruins. The earth left a bottomless sinkhole, which was struck by the lightning pillar just now, and cracks hundreds of meters long spread around. The earth was stained red with blood, forming a Shura field, and corpses were all over the ground...

"hiss...."

In the distance, Li Yuan and others were gasping for air.

"Zhang Jiao, do you still want to run away?"

At this moment, a loud shout came, and Li Yuan and others looked into the ruins, and saw a figure covered in blood fleeing into the air in a mess. It was Zhang Jiao, but Zhang Jiao was very scary at this time, because he only had half of his body, as if he had been cut in half, but he was not dead. The upper half of his body turned into flowing light and rushed into the distance quickly!

But just the moment Zhang Jiao fled far away, a white arrow cut through the night sky like a meteor!

This is Ning Caichen's move. The literary energy burst out and condensed into a bow and arrow. He bent his bow and shot out an arrow of literary energy, like a meteor in the night sky.

"Puchi...ao!"

Zhang Jiao's upper half of his body exploded and was shot by the Wen Qi arrow. Then, a golden figure flew out from it. It was Zhang Jiao's soul. He wanted to escape from it, but in the end he let out a shrill scream. The Wen Qi arrow seemed to have eyes, chased after it, and shot directly on Zhang Jiao's soul, exploding with a bang...
Chapter completed!