Yes, the swords of the Han Dynasty were still relatively thick, and most of them were used for chopping. Although Mr. Qi said viciously, he only thought about subduing the veteran, and if he really killed the veteran, Mr. Qi himself would not end well, after all, Lu Zhi was relatively fair in the army. Qi Zong smashed, and then regretted it a little, the old soldier seemed to come back to his senses, the rusty sword latched, and even the blades of the two swords burst into sparks, but the huge force of the sword back was a little uncomfortable.

Mr. Qi already attached great importance to the veteran in his heart at this time, but the surface was full of disdain, he spit out a mouthful of saliva and said, "Roar! The old immortal is still a little energetic, hehe, much more backbone than your son! That son of yours only knows how to kneel down and kowtow and cry! The veteran's eyes were red, and he was spitting out blood, and his sword seemed to be a little unstable.

Mr. Qi sneered and said, "Go die!" This sword was split, and the flag was always full of pride, and the strength and angle were perfect, as for the life and death of the veteran, it was not within his consideration, and the moment he left his hand just now suffered a little loss. The sword was getting closer and closer to the veteran, and the sound of splitting the air and the strength of holding the sword instantly made the adrenaline of the flag general burn.

The veteran raised his head and looked at the sword, holding the sword with both hands and about to block, but to his surprise, a black aura wrapped around the veteran. Mr. Qi's eyes were so wide that he actually said, "You? "The breath that I have held back a lot has been relieved, and it is obvious that the inexplicable black gas is the source of Mr. Qi's fear!

The veteran's eyes were full of viciousness, and the black qi not only wrapped around the veteran's arm at this time, but also formed a cloud behind him. With a "bang", the veteran didn't even move, but the sword blade had another collapse, and Mr. Qi's eyes widened, and his sword had already flown out. The flag was dripping with sweat on his head. He tried to escape, but the coercion from the veteran on the other side made his whole body soften.

The onlookers were in an uproar, and no one expected the ending. The x-factor of a veteran's victory, the black qi, can be said to be the "murderous aura" of a warrior, and it can also be regarded as the result of a warrior's cultivation. In this strange world, murderous energy no longer refers only to mental coercion. There is also a real enhancement of the warrior in reality.

With two "whooshing" sounds, the blood of the general flag burst out of his chest and sprinkled the veteran's body. The old soldier sneered, looked at the soldiers around him with bad intentions, and did not take back his sword, and the qi in his body seemed to smell blood and overflowed even more. One soldier couldn't stand the atmosphere and wanted to run away with an "ah" in his throat, but the veteran was faster and slashed down with a sword. The black qi adhered to the blade of the sword, turning the rusty sword into a divine weapon. A sword split the man in half.

Zhang Fei was a little impatient at this time, and the screams made him unable to calm down. He glanced at the second brother, pointed in that direction, and left. Guan Yu understood what Zhang Fei meant, and the hand holding Leng Yansaw's hand tightened. When Liu Bei heard Lu Zhi's voice, he lowered his head and explained something. In fact, those few sounds interfered with Lu Zhi's calculations again, but the cautious Lu Zhisheng was afraid that something would happen. In this spooky place. It really reveals a bit of a weird taste.

Zhang Fei's speed is still very fast, but the veteran's speed is even faster. In less than a moment, many soldiers fell. A few stones close to the corpse were a little unstable at this time, and the blood on the ground kept "flowing" to the stone roots.

Zhang Fei looked at the black qi on the veteran's body, his eyes lit up a little, and he shouted, "Bah! "The sound was so loud that it seemed to burst a person's eardrum. Some timid soldiers were already very scared because of the pursuit of the veterans, but they were stunned at this time.

The veteran turned his head and saw that Zhang Fei had also stopped killing, and stretched out his sword to point at Zhang Fei. At this time, because of the murder, the black qi on the veteran's body had already wrapped around his body. For ordinary people, black gas seems to be the rim that covers the body. But in Zhang Fei's eyes, it was not like this, the black qi had no shape at all, it was just messily spread on the veteran's body, as if there were multiple sets of different accessories for armor.

Zhang Fei was holding a Zhangba snake spear, and the weapon was very long, almost twice the size of Zhang Fei. Zhang Fei's movements were not very fast, but the spear was very stable, and even when Mao and the sword intersected, he was not shaken by the sword in the slightest. Zhang Fei was a little disappointed, the veteran soldier's strength was also small, and his moves didn't seem to be subtle, so he estimated it - this opponent was just abusing the soldier. In fact, in Zhang Fei's eyes, it is "disappointing", but in the eyes of the princes, it is a "brave general", after all, there are really not many "murderous" generals.

The veteran's face was distorted, and the force of the snake spear made him very uncomfortable, but he was much more sane. The veteran looked at the corpse on the ground, as if he remembered something, but another spear hit from the opposite side, and the veteran had to use all his strength to block it - the sword flew out, and the veteran spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was like gold paper. Because he was far away from the veteran, and the firelight was very dim, Zhang Fei didn't see clearly that the veteran's eyes were already much clearer at this time, but he could feel the decrease in the other party's murderous aura and the weakening of the strength from the weapon. Zhang Fei was even more disdainful, and shouted: "What kind of ability is it to bully soldiers, come and come, there is a kind of fighting with Lao Zhang with three lilies!" ”

The veteran stood a little unsteadily, and the blood he spat out made him completely sober. The corpses all over the ground hit the veteran's heart, the father's instructions, the son's tragic death, the veteran's heart became more and more chaotic. When he was a teenager, his father told him to protect his family and defend the country, the veteran is a filial son, but also a sentimental person, he stayed in Jizhou for five years and left a lot of scars on his body, but the veteran's father was relieved to go, his son did not disgrace the gate, and his son was worthy of the surname "Dou"! The veteran was a member of Dou Wu (the second party disaster), but at that time he was implicated, and the family was defeated, and the veteran laughed at himself and forgot his name, just leaving the word "Dou", which was called "Dou Nameless" in the army. The new soldiers looked down on him, and in the Han Dynasty, the two-character name was usually a crime or a lowly person, but then the performance of the veteran on the battlefield was also supported by the soldiers......

The veteran laughed, and a line of tears flowed down the wrinkles, Zhang Fei felt surprised at this time, but secretly wary. The veteran turned around and slammed into the stone beside his son, and the black gas had already dissipated without a trace. The veteran's forehead was covered with blood, and with the last of his consciousness he reluctantly emphasized an angle, and his body fell to his son's side. Zhang Fei was stunned, and even more embarrassed when the surviving soldiers explained the matter to him. Zhang Fei came to the veteran's suicide. Holding the torch, he sighed and ordered the soldiers: "Clean this up, as for this old pawn, let's bury it properly!" Zhang Fei sighed and raised his head. Some of them were a little excited, but when they saw the stones, their eyes widened again. Zhang Fei remembered very well that the veteran was killed by hitting the stone, but now there is no blood on the stone!

Zhang Fei raised the torch and stared at the general direction in his impression, but he didn't find the bright red bloodstains. The stone moved at this point, emitting a faint red light. Zhang Fei was taken aback and secretly screamed: This is witchcraft! Before Zhang Fei went back and told Lu Zhi about it. Hearing a sound in the distance, Zhang Fei was a little alert, and suddenly heard a soldier shouting in the distance: "Run!" The flood is coming! ”

The thought that appeared in Zhang Fei's mind was: This soldier is lying! It's no wonder that Zhang Fei thinks so, he doesn't dare to go out of the city in the yellow scarf for half a month, not to mention that Lu Zhi wants to use troops very steadily, and he has made preparations for fire prevention and waterproofing in advance. Zhang Fei's eyes widened. Could it be that the moth thief flies and sneaks out of the scout's detection range?

But the scene in front of him gave Zhang Fei a shock. It also made him unable to think about it for a while-the monstrous waves rushed towards him, and those who had never seen the sea would never know how high the waves were. Zhang Fei's eyes were full of waves, and the hand holding the snake spear was loosened for a while. Zhang Fei's brain crashed at this time, and he didn't realize that there were many inappropriate things in it, such as this wave was much higher than the snake spear in his hand, and this wave came so strangely. The river is a little far away......

A huge force struck, the two legs did not stand, and his mouth choked, Zhang Fei finally realized that the water seemed to be real, and the faint smell of blood in his mouth was subconsciously ignored by Zhang Fei......

Zhang Fei shouted angrily. There was a lot of air floating all over his body, but it was also black qi, and the back behind Zhang Fei seemed to reflect the hurricane. After all, manpower can't compete with the power of heaven, Zhang Fei just used that breath to make his actions more convenient, and leaned on the boulder and stopped.

By this time, all the fires had been extinguished, and the endless darkness seemed to be devouring everything with its mouth wide open. The soldiers were wailing and cursing, and the darkness brought loneliness, but more often than not, fear. With the help of Liu Bei and Guan Yu, Lu Zhi was also able to settle down, although he couldn't see each other, but the heat from his hand told them that they were together. At this moment, there are only a few people in the entire battlefield who are not "blind", unfortunately, Lu Zhi is one of them, he is not a martial artist, and there is no "murderous spirit".

Guan Yu raised his voice and said, "Don't panic, everyone, hold your hand, it's almost dawn, and the moth thief's magic won't last long!" Guan Yu's voice didn't seem to be very loud, but at this moment, most people could hear it clearly in the noisy environment. Soon, the Han soldiers stabilized.

Lu Zhi frowned and said, "I know I can't figure out what Zhang Jiao is going to do now!" Liu Bei said: "Didn't you use the formation to trap us, and then attack by water?" Lu Zhi smiled and said, "Water attack? Although I can't see it now, when there was light before, I could see it very clearly, and the water couldn't even push the trapped boulders, let alone wash away tens of thousands of us. It seems like the wave is high, but the momentum seems to be a little weird. Liu Bei said: "It's really strange to say, where did the yellow scarf dig from?" There is so much water, and there are all plains around here, so it really flooded us where they went to hide from the water? ”

Lu Zhi said meaningfully: "I'm afraid this is another demon trick of Zhang Rebellion, not to mention that the river is far away twenty miles away, even if the yellow turban stops the upstream, it will not be like this, after all, the ice on the river has already melted!" It's sorcery! Liu Bei said: "But this huge force, the water in the mouth is not fake, and the torches are all extinguished!" Lu Zhi said: "It's all gone, but Xuande, have you noticed, all of this is your feeling, if I'm not mistaken, Xuande, take a good look around, how many soldiers were drowned?" Liu Bei was stunned for a moment, with the help of his own purple qi and Guan Yu's green qi barely looking, sure enough, there were even some soldiers who were very embarrassed under the water were struggling, Liu Bei seemed to have discovered the trick, and he was overjoyed......

At the Guangzong Yellow Turban Altar, only one-third of the incense on the table remains, but the incense is lit very slowly. Zhang Jiao opened his eyes and looked at the two juniors with a smile, he once thought about letting Zhang Ning marry Zhang Baiqi, but Zhang Baiqi and Zhang Ning objected, and Zhang Jiao was gone. Zhang Baiqi and Zhang Ning both opened their eyes, although their faces were still pale, but it was an injury to the origin, and it would not be good to cultivate for a while, not to mention the yang shou that was damaged because of the spell......

Zhang Baiqi said: "Master! I don't understand, why would you rather use more illusions than be ruthless? Zhang Jiao first sighed: "Chu Feiyan's kid didn't come according to the original plan, and I can only add some more ingredients." ”

Zhang Jiao then said meaningfully: "You have also studied the Tao with me for many years, so you naturally know that using Dao techniques to kill people, no matter how many things you use and how carefully you arrange them, the backlash is extremely heavy, and you can cultivate for ten days and half a month at best, and die instantly at worst. But do you know that even if some Taoism kills people, God will turn a blind eye? Zhang Baiqi and Zhang Ning's eyes widened, and their faces were full of incredulity.

Zhang Jiao said: "Of course, there is no pure technique that does not cause backlash, but the result of backlash will be much lighter, of course, the timing of the selection of techniques and the degree of guessing of people's hearts are very important." For example, tonight, Ning'er's technique requires blood to kill people, and Bai Qi's technique can only trap people, if Ning'er's technique is attacked, the effect is much worse. I used illusions, and although it didn't hurt much, the timing of the magic was worth considering. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the two of them, and then said solemnly: "The reason why I used illusion is not only to make the Han army afraid, but also to prepare Ning'er's technique." Zhang Ning said: "Daddy said that he laughed, whether illusion is lethal or not, it is more used when preaching doctrines." Zhang Jiao said: "Ning'er, there is no garbage technique, only people who can't perform magic." It's true that illusion can't kill people, but people can kill themselves! Zhang Baiqi and Zhang Ning said: "Suicide? Zhang Jiao said: "If you feel that the flood has submerged you, you can't breathe, your whole body is stiff, then what? Zhang Ning and Zhang Baiqi were enlightened. Zhang Jiao said again: "When you cast the spell, you must not only deceive people but also deceive the sky!" If you use the technique of pretending to be a god and a ghost to scare people to death, naturally you will not escape the punishment of the Heavenly Dao, but the object is scared to death by the natural phenomena of the present life? Killed by your own fear, of course, there is nothing wrong with it. The highest truth of illusion, remember, is the truth in the false! Zhang Jiao narrowed his eyes, no matter what the two juniors who were thinking hard, they had some knowledge, or they were able to understand it by themselves, the master just led them into the door.

In the stone formation, under Liu Bei's instructions, Guan Yu's pacification of the army played a slight role, of course, some people were "scared" to death. Lu Zhi couldn't figure it out, isn't this an illusion, but how to explain those flaws, but if it's an illusion, how to explain the dead, could it be that the Yellow Turban really has a "fearless" spirit, and it is not cost-effective for the Yellow Turban to exchange the life of the "master" for a few pawns. (To be continued.) )