Zhang Jiao watched his daughter finish everything before she settled down. However, at this time, the level of cultivation can be seen to be different, Zhang Jiao is not like those two, and he still needs to breathe and meditate for a while before he can perform the technique. Zhang Jiao stood up, discerned the direction, picked up the wooden sword and waved it, Zhang Jiao took a deep breath and spewed it out. The strange thing is that Zhang Jiao didn't drink water before, but at this time he squirted out a lot of water and sprinkled it on the sword, the wooden sword seemed to be very smooth, and the water droplets flowed down the surface of the sword. However, at this time, if someone snatched the sword from Zhang Jiao's hand, they would find that the water was flowing down, but the dust on the original sword surface still existed, as if it was a membrane, separating the two. Zhang Jiao's left hand made a strange hand shape, and some flames were revealed from the tip of his index finger out of thin air, Zhang Jiao gently put the sword in his right hand on his index finger and "roasted" it for a while, strangely, the wooden sword was not ignited. Zhang Jiao's face changed instantly, and he returned to normal. Zhang Jiao smiled, put down his things, walked to his daughter and sat down. Zhang Jiao wants to protect the Dharma for his daughter!

In the stone formation, Lu Zhi was a little annoyed at this time, and the colonel who gave the order to the former army at this time ran back, but this was not the reason why Lu Zhi was annoyed. In fact, the colonel had already run several times, but every time he left the Chinese army brigade and did not go around a few big rocks, the colonel found that he saw the Chinese army. Lu Zhi looked at the sweaty colonel, waved his hand and let him go down. The little colonel hurriedly ran out like an amnesty, he knew that the time he had just walked was not long, and the road was also very short, but the panic in his heart was not fake, and he had been worried about military law after completing the task.

Just when Lu Zhi was uneasy in his heart, bad news came from the rear army. After the commander of the rear camp got Lu Zhi's reminder and began to retreat. He has also become cautious, but it is not the right time to be cautious but cautious. The retreat of the rear battalion was extremely slow. At this point, it seems a little stupid. He, like the former battalion, was divided. It's just that some of the soldiers ran back, and some of the soldiers completely lost their tracks. Yes, there was no trace, and the soldiers who had fled reported that: "A moment ago, I could faintly see the torches of the soldier and the loud voice of the soldier, but suddenly the light of the fire was gone, the sound was gone, and worse, we walked a few steps. Suddenly, I found that I was back on the small fork in the road that I had just set off from. "But it wasn't the worst, one of the soldiers was even trembling now because he saw the big rock moving!

The commander of the rear battalion immediately felt that something was wrong, and gave up looking for those soldiers, and he urged the soldiers to join the Chinese army. Lu Zhi didn't blame him, putting himself in his shoes and saying that even he didn't have a good way. Lu Zhi secretly hated the cunning of the moth thief at this time, and actually used demon magic to darken the sky. Lu Zhi is not blind to the formation, if he is on the high ground during the day, it is possible to break the formation. But this was in the formation, and it was night, and Lu Zhi had the heart to try to break the formation, but the soldiers did not necessarily have the courage to follow their commander. Ultimately. They are not the pro-soldiers of Lu Province.

Many people are complaining and regretting in private, and a few are talking about the current predicament, Zhang Fei is a loud voice. Even if he tried to control his voice, Lu Zhi could hear his complaint clearly from a long distance, "Heaven Killing Formation!" This is amazing. Even the voice in the array could be covered......" Before the words were finished, Liu Bei hurriedly covered Zhang Fei's mouth. Liu Bei smiled at the cold gazes cast by the surrounding generals, quickly dragged Zhang Fei behind him, and scolded in a low voice: "Don't you want to live anymore?" Say such things in the army! Zhang Fei glared, but he didn't refute, he also knew that the eldest brother was for his good.

Lu Zhi laughed at this time, the laughter was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone, and the soldiers under his command saw the boss laughing, and their hearts suddenly had a bottom. Lu Zhi said: "Yide's sentence is good, the formation is blocked, but this does not mean that the outside of the formation is also blocked. Liu Bei and the others instantly looked at Lu Zhi with hopeful eyes, and Lu Zhi didn't sell it, pointed to the sky, and said, "The role of the formation is limited, at least the sky can't be limited." Liu Bei said: "What does the teacher mean? Lu Zhi said: "Let some sergeants shoot rockets into the sky, and the dark sky must be very eye-catching." I think the soldiers in the front will also give a signal when they see it, so that at least we know where we are. ”

Liu Bei said: "What if it's a dead end? Enemies can also set traps. Lu Zhi shook his head and said: "Xuande, if it is a human array, there may be a dead end, but the array of wood and stone cloth is mostly a maze and trapped formation, and when it is dawn, the effect of the array will be much worse, but it just takes a little more effort to run out." Besides, I also hope that the moth thieves will show the way, and our purpose is not to catch all the moth thieves? ”

There were a few more points of light in the dark sky in an instant, and Chu Feiyan outside the formation opened his eyes wide, and said to Sun Zhen, a yellow turban wrestler beside him: "Today is really a long experience, the Han army is really a capable person!" It's all you want! Before the words fell, a few more fires appeared in the sky in another direction in the array. Chu Feiyan patted her forehead and said, "This is not very easy to do, the effect inside the formation is much worse." It won't be long before the two armies will merge, and the runes on the stone will get worse and worse with time. ”

Sun Zhen said: "So what, anyway, this array is trapped, what if you gather in a pile, you will die if you go against our Yellow Turban Lux!" After Sun Zhen finished speaking, he looked at Chu Feiyan, who was still a little immature, viciously, and said, "If it weren't for your 'conscience', you wouldn't have bothered so much!" In your life, if you can't let go of this, you will always be a school captain! Chu Feiyan pinched her waist, her eyes widened, and said, "So what?" Anyway, the future of the Yellow Turban is the child of the Little Heavenly Master! That's right! Sun Zhen pointed at Chu Feiyan with his finger, and said dejectedly: "Even so, that kid is no longer surnamed Zhang!" Chu Feiyan sneered: "As long as you have a child, it is not up to the husband's family to say what the surname is!" Sun Zhen sighed and turned his head, obviously not wanting to continue talking to Chu Feiyan.

This is not surprising, in the final analysis, it is also to discuss the issue of the heir after Zhang Jiao, especially after Zhang Jiao successfully extended his life. Originally, if Zhang Jiao died immediately, Zhang Bao would become the second great sage and good teacher, but Zhang Jiao can now live for another twelve years, which is full of variables. It's also strange. The three Zhang brothers have all learned the room in the room technique contained in the Taiping Technique, but there is only one Zhang Ning after the three. Therefore, except for the three of them, the yellow scarf obeys her orders, not to mention that these elders are also doting on Zhang Ning.

It is no secret that Zhang Jiao successfully extended his life in the upper echelons of the Yellow Turban. Even if you want to hide it, you can't hide it, unless the celestial phenomena are covered up with Taoism, as long as you can look at the stars, you will draw conclusions, especially the big people who are proficient in magic. Zhang Jiao has a daughter, several apprentices, and among the apprentices, the Yellow Turban thinks that only Zhang Baiqi can inherit Zhang Jiao's mantle, so the Yellow Turban is also divided into two factions. As for Tang Zhou, who was informant, in a way. It is inevitable that it is not the jealousy of Zhang Baiqi in his heart that he told the secret. Zhang Baiqi has no son, only his righteous son Chu Feiyan, and even Zhang Baiqi said in private that when Chu Feiyan performed the crown salute, he would change Chu Feiyan's name to Zhang Yan. In fact, Chu Feiyan's real name is Chu Yan, and Feiyan is the number given to him in the army, as for the reason for his dexterity and his own martial arts.

The wind is blowing. Chu Feiyan hurriedly grabbed the hat flying in the air and realized that the little heavenly master's spell had been cast. Chu Feiyan said: "Uncle Sun, let's stay away for the time being!" When the spell loses its effect, it's time for us to act! Sun Zhen nodded and ordered his wrestlers to start the action. By the way, the corpses of those "unfortunate children" who broke out of the formation were disposed of and thrown into the formation. Yes, they are the lucky ones. It's unfortunate again, because there are elite Yellow Turban wrestlers hiding in the formation waiting to be killed. And those soldiers who went out of battle are the same soldiers who were missing from the previous army! The stone became eerie, and the red light flashed twice. Then the exposed skin of the corpse turned very pale......

The soldiers of Lu Zhi's front, middle and rear battalions had gathered together at this time, and the twenty or thirty thousand soldiers seemed a little crowded at this time, but Lu Zhi did not relax, they had not yet come out of the battle, and they were still in danger. There was a "bang", the soldiers carrying the banner did not carry it, and the flagpole was blown down by the strong wind. Mr. Qi pulled out his knife, so frightened that the soldier knelt down and kowtowed a few times, crying and begging for mercy in a hurry. The soldiers around looked at it coldly, as if they didn't care about anything, in fact, even they had a fire in their hearts, and it was already not going well, and the banner was thrown to the ground, isn't this a curse?

"Wow" A miserable scream resounded throughout the sky, and Lu Zhi, who was not far away, heard the voice, but when he heard the soldier's report, his eyebrows still wrinkled twice, it was really unlucky! Lu Zhi stopped his calculations, and in fact, when that strange wind appeared, Lu Zhi's calculations were interrupted. Although Lu Zhi was very dissatisfied at this time, he still pressed it to the bottom of his heart, just looked around with his two eyes, ready to find a place to shelter from the wind. Lu Zhi has always calculated for the purpose of going out of battle, especially after the two armies met, the direction was completely determined, as well as the distribution of some stones, and Lu Zhi secretly had a bottom. It's just that unexpectedly, an accident still appeared.

The wind was very strong, and the flag was always splashed with blood, and it looked indescribably hideous in the firelight. Qizong wiped his face, turned his head, and then reprimanded his opponent twice with his mouth open before ordering to prepare for shelter. The soldiers under his command were like amnesty, and the rest of the people who carried the flag, even if their arms were sore, tried their best to keep the flagpole from falling, and even began to ask for help from acquaintances.

The fallen standard-bearer lay like garbage beside the rocks, blood gushing from his abdomen, and the people nearby ignored him, as if he had been stained with bad luck if he had approached. No one noticed why the blood from the wound flowed faster and faster, and the blood did not form a circle, but was absorbed by the roots of the stone, leaving only a faint red color. The stone became a little strange at this time, as if it was glowing darkly, as if something was brewing......

The wind blew rapidly, and many torches were blown out by the wind, and the whole formation became a lot darker for a while, although it was not far from dawn at this time, but the soldiers did not feel sleepy at all. Wise people gathered in a group, put torches on the ground to form a fire, and surrounded them, and of course the grass around the fire was cleared first. Fortunately, the most important thing on this barren road is grass, branches, and even a few trees are in the stone formation, but there is no shortage of burning wood.

Guan Yu Zhang Fei tightened his weapon and looked around vigilantly, the wind came strangely, and the intuition of the martial artist told them that a tough battle was coming......

Surprisingly, the wind seemed to come and go, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the wind stopped. Zhang Fei's hand relaxed and said, "Cut!" A false alarm! Guan Yu said: "Third brother, you can't relax your vigilance, don't forget when Jizhou played against Cheng Rebellion." Zhang Fei obviously remembered some bad memories, although the process was thrilling, but he was still a little embarrassed by Cheng Yuanzhi's witchcraft.

Suddenly, there was another exclamation from the same direction where the scream had just occurred. Zhang Fei lifted his spirit, listened carefully, but found that it had nothing to do with the yellow scarf at all, pursed his lips, closed his eyes, at this time, he really didn't have the heart to pay attention to gossip and trivial matters.

The exclamation was made by an old soldier, holding a torch, and carefully looking at the soldier beside the stone, his face full of grief and indignation. The veteran raised his head, looked at Mr. Qi and said, "How did my San Lang die?" Maybe it was because the veteran had some prestige, or maybe it was because Mr. Qi couldn't let go of the father of the dead soldier, Mr. Qi just said calmly: "Falling down the handsome flag violates military law!" The torch in the veteran's left hand fell to the ground, and his right hand pointed to the flag boss, his chest fell together, and he stammered: "You, you!" That's it, kill Saburo! Just now, that gust of wind! ”

The veteran was very angry, the gust of wind just now was very strong and very urgent, and he was a little weak, and he was afraid that he couldn't stand on his feet (and the standard-bearer has always been a strong man, so to speak, the elite soldiers in the army are the standard-bearers except for specific troops). Mr. Qi picked up the cloth, wiped the blood-stained knife just now, and said, "Hmph! No matter how you say it, if you violate military law, you should be killed! You're also a veteran, so you don't have any consciousness at all? Besides, when the execution was carried out just now, no one objected. ”

The veteran seemed to have fallen into a magic barrier at this time, and said, "Haha, there is no objection!" I have been in the military camp for thirty years, Da Lang Jiro died to save his comrades, Shiro was born weak and could go at any time, San Lang is now ......" Qi always heard this, felt a little uncomfortable, put the sword back in its sheath, turned around and wanted to leave here. The veteran still muttered: "San Lang is dead now, what should I do with my family's incense?" How will I go to my fathers and fathers when I die? ”

The veteran's eyes lit up at this time, and he said, "Since you don't give me a way to live, I'll let you die!" The veteran threw away the torch, and the grass on the ground burned instantly, and the sound of "crackling" was so harsh at this time. When Mr. Qi heard this, he turned around and said, "The old immortal, I usually give you face and really rely on the old to sell the old!" Mr. Qi pulled out his sword, it was a snow-bright sword, and the old soldier's sword was even rusty in some places, and there were many "wounded marks" on the blade, which even made people wonder if this sword should be re-cast.

Mr. Qi smiled and said, "This sword killed your son just now, and now I'll send you to a family reunion!" "Mr. Qi's words are not vicious, but if the soldiers don't even know the most basic trash talk, they still point to something to suppress a group of ruffians. Under the firelight, Mr. Qi looked at the veteran a little dazed, the corners of his mouth slanted, and he lifted the sword and "smashed" it into the veteran's chest. (To be continued.) )