"Native chickens and tiles." Guan Yu smiled contemptuously and said to himself disdainfully.

His eyes were as bright as stars, clearly reflecting everything in front of him. Except for contempt, Guan Yu had no other emotions. These Yellow Turban soldiers were not kept in their eyes at all because they were really... too weak! But since they were on the battlefield, he would do his best without mercy.

Behind him, a bloody road was left from outside the Yellow Turban Army formation to the current position. The road was covered with the corpses of Yellow Turban Army soldiers, each of which was extremely empty on the neck. Their heads rolled down not far from their bodies, covered with blood and gravel. There was still excitement before death, which was the excited expression of being about to see the city of Beihai City breaking, and imagined the excitement of the wealth and women in the city, with a little greed and a little obscene.

The only thing that is not is horror and fear, the most is a little doubt. Because they were killed completely without reaction, there was no horror or fear before death, and it could be said that they had no intuition. Perhaps there was a little feeling that when they heard the sound of horse hooves moving forward, there was a little doubt that the soldiers who wanted to turn to check, but when their confusion arose and were ready to take action, they could no longer think.

It's bloody all the way.

In the eyes of others, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which undoubtedly seemed to be a heavy army, was as if nothing was in his hand. When he waved it, he could only see a flash of sword light. This sword light was as fast as a terrifying geese, and also like the moonlight of the bright moon in the sky. Even the Yellow Turban soldiers facing Guan Yu would be absorbed by it, and they were immersed in the light that occupied most of the eyes.

"So fast... knife." A Yellow Turban soldier spoke, immersed in the white moonlight. Until the moment his head fell, his lips were still whispering these four words.

The Spring and Autumn sword technique describes the Spring and Autumn Period. Guan Yu only used one knife to these Yellow Turban soldiers. The night rain was drifting. This was the lightest knife among the Spring and Autumn sword technique. Just like the light rain at night, it came silently, so thin that even the raindrops in the rain could be chopped.

The war horse gallops forward, so how fast Guan Yu's sword is. The sword light spreads out and flies past him densely. As long as you pass by, the sword light will accurately enter the neck, cut open the skin, flesh, blood, blood vessels, and finally come out from behind. Even the last trace of flesh will not stick to it, causing the head to lose its support and eventually fall.

How many swords Ye Yuxiao had? The toads who ate phoenixes had once counted, but after he blinked his eyes, he could never count them again. How many swords Guan Yu's Ye Yuxiao had were all in his heart. From just now, there were a total of 367 swords.

If one person had been promised to be killed by one person, then Guan Yu would not have had another one. Naturally, the number of Yellow Turban soldiers who died had reached 367. From the back, with Guan Yu's swords, almost no one could react, and there was no way to resist decently. The more than a thousand village warriors behind him only needed to follow the bloody road left by Guan Yu and clear the Yellow Turban soldiers who were at a loss and looking at the bodies of their dead companions.

Where the dragon roared in the clear water, Taishici pressed the horse's back with one hand, and with a sudden force, he flew into the air with the help of this force. When it fell, his toes were tapped on the back of the war horse, and his body bent, and he jumped up and flew into the air.

"Bang." At the next landing point, Taishici stepped on the shoulder of a Yellow Turban soldier under the city wall. A dull sound was heard, which was the sound of bone shattering. Half of the soldier's shoulder blades were stomped and fell to the ground. Taishici also used the force generated in it to rise again.

His movements were like flowing water, without any pauses. By the time he reached the ladder, he had already climbed higher than the locations of many Yellow Turban soldiers. He moved up quickly. In just one or two minutes, Tang came to the city head dozens of times that many siege soldiers would never reach in their entire lives.

The whole person flew down, and at the tip of the spear, the blue water rippled, and the green dragon jumped out and pounced on the Yellow Turban soldiers at the top of the city.

"Bang." On the right side of Beihai City, a Yellow Turban soldier was photographed and flew forward. During the flight, his eyes had turned white, and blood foam continued to gush out of his mouth. His whole chest collapsed. He had long fainted, threw it out and hit any person or horse blocking his flight route. By the time he finally landed, the bones of the dead soldier had broken or had already been shattered.

The snake spear pierced out, and the snake's spear pierced the armor without any obstacles, penetrated through the chest of a Yellow Turban soldier, and then came out from the back. The internal organ fragments on it kept dripping blood downwards.

Lifting up, Zhang Fei still raised his weight easily. Unlike him, Zhang Fei's power was like a beast from ancient times. When the snake spear was swung, the corpse of the snake spear was smashed into the distance, and fell into the crowd like shells. The cracked flesh and blood mixed in the fluttering smoke and dust, undoubtedly panicking many Yellow Turban soldiers.

They didn't know where this "human bomb" came from, but the crisis was seen. The soldiers who were directly hit by the "bomb" were already killed! They landed on the ground at that moment, squeezed by a huge impact force, and the bone fragments that were torn to pieces were extremely sharp and flew towards the surroundings.

Each piece of bone was weak and sharp, and even the simple armor could not be hindered. In an instant, the piece of bone was shot into, either into the chest cavity, or embedded in the internal organs. These were the dead unlucky guys, and fortunately the flesh and flesh that were taken away from the body. The feeling of being torn apart and being carried away by the flesh and blood of the body was not painful, because it was too fast, and I couldn't feel much. However, the severe pain from the wound and the blood that flowed down undoubtedly made the soldiers understand that they were injured, but they had no idea why they were injured! Because the falling corpse had long turned into countless pieces and disappeared into the battlefield.

"Huh?" Zhang Fei looked back thoughtfully, twisted his snake spear in his hand and blasted out like thunder. A Yellow Turban soldier who was about to attack him was blasted out of a bloody hole in his chest! He saw a group of Yellow Turban thieves running away in a hurry. For some reason, Zhang Fei always felt like he had missed something.

But the most important thing now is to defeat the Yellow Turban Army under Beihai City. He turned around and urged the black horse to kill the Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed towards him. Now Zhang Fei's whole body was filled with violence that he did not usually have, a kind of pressure like the earth, which scattered from the inside out, making all the Yellow Turban soldiers who saw him cold!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!