Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 608 The sky is dead and the yellow sky should stand
Daoist Xia's Taoism is so terrifying!The number of exterminated Yellow Turban thieves may exceed [-]!

If you don't rush at this time, when will you wait?

Lu Zhi reacted extremely quickly.

Hearing the sound of the drum, Liu Bei and the others rushed forward again without caring about asking questions.

Lin Li took another look at Xia Yanzhen.

It turns out that Commander Xia's strongest skill is not close combat!

Xia Yanzhen took advantage of the opportunity to put away the holy book of purification and the holy crown.

The book of sacred purification is okay, if you don't touch it, you won't die, and it's not dangerous.

But the holy crown, after it comes out, has a feeling that it wants to spread the power of "sacred law" to the whole world.

This thing, if you can stay in the outside world for a long time, don't stay in the outside world for a long time.

The imprint space is the most stable "home" for the sacred crown.

"Daor Xia!"

The whole army charged, and Lu Zhi came to Xia Yanzhen's side, "I will report this matter to the imperial court..."

There was some excitement and excitement in his tone.

The Taoist method I originally thought was probably similar to the Taiping demon method.

I didn't expect the true Taoism to have such power!
And looking at Daoist Xia's calm and relaxed appearance, it seems that he did not consume too much due to the use of this method.

With the help of such an invincible man, how could Lu Zhi not be overjoyed?
If he is an ambitious person, he will start to think about making Xia Yanzhen a real angel and create momentum for himself.

However, Lu Zhi was still loyal to the Han Dynasty.

He just wanted to introduce this strange man into the Han Dynasty and serve the court.

"No, I'm an outsider, and I will leave after the Taiping Dao is destroyed." Xia Yanzhen shook his head, rejecting Lu Zhi's kindness.

Who would be interested in the crumbling Han court in the Three Kingdoms?

If Xia Yan is really interested, it must be those weapons in the Three Kingdoms that are useful because of their masters.

Unfortunately, the Yellow Turban Rebellion is the prologue.

Except for the three brothers Liu Bei, Xia Yanzhen didn't see any other famous people, so he was a little far away from those famous weapons.

I didn't bother to look for it either.

As for the weapons of Liu Bei and the others, Xia Yanzhen certainly didn't intend to snatch them.

His need for those magical weapons is actually not great.

In fact, Xia Yanzhen has never been eager for the extra benefits obtained through self-excavation in the dream of gods and in the mission world.

What he needs most is the most basic reward—the dream stone.

So sometimes you can see Xia Yanzhen exerting his subjective initiative and wanting to find benefits other than mission rewards.

Sometimes Xia Yanzhen seems to lack interest.

Right now, Xia Yanzhen has no plan to travel all over the country, looking for those future famous figures and the magical weapons they use.

Just complete the task.

As for the Han court, Xia Yanzhen was even less interested.

Hearing this, Lu Zhi immediately felt sorry.

He looked forward.

The number of Yellow Turbans is already smaller than that of our own side, our morale is high, and we have strong generals to lead us, so victory is within our grasp.

The Yellow Turban Army began to fight and retreat, and retreated to the city.

The advantage of "all in one mind" is brought into play here again.

If it is an ordinary soldier, the morale will definitely collapse at this time, they will flee in all directions, and they may go crazy and die.

But the Yellow Turban Army did not. They fought and retreated. Although they kept dropping corpses, they could obviously retreat into the city while preserving the remaining vitality.

"One step ahead."

Xia Yanzhen said something to Lu Zhi and got off the horse.

Transfer to Tiamat.

"Don't let any of the yellow scarf thieves go, drive them into the city, close the doors and beat the dogs. I'll find out where the three Zhang Jiao brothers are first." Xia Yanzhen said again.

"Don't worry, Daoist Xia." Lu Zhi nodded, which was what he should have meant.

All the yellow turban thieves have become like that, and there is no question of whether they will be captured or not.

He, Lu Zhi, wants to be the God of Killing once.

All yellow turban thieves must die!
Tiamat flew high into the sky and came to Guangzong City.

Guangzong is not too small, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate more than 20 people.

At this moment, the city is empty.

Tiamat took Xia Yanzhen and circled the city, searching for the traces of Zhang Jiao's three brothers.

"how?"

Xia Yanzhen asked.

I checked the magic mirror but couldn't find it.

Now Tiamat is searching carefully, I don't know if I can find it.

Tiamat was about to answer, but stopped suddenly.

It looked in the same direction as Xia Yanzhen at the same time.

In a very inconspicuous courtyard, a man walked out slowly.

The man was dressed in a loose yellow robe, holding a nine-segment staff, his hair was disheveled, and his face could hardly be seen. He was very tall, but very thin.

A gust of wind blew, and the robe stuck to his body, revealing his thin figure.

Shaking his body, it seemed that he would fall down the next moment.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhang Jiao coughed and looked at the dragon in the sky.

Tiamat fell, Xia Yanzhen went down the dragon and walked towards Zhang Jiao.

"Who are you?"

The messy hair is slightly loosened, and Zhang Jiao's appearance can be seen.

He was beardless, with sunken cheeks, sunken eyes, and bloodless lips.

If it wasn't for the eyes that were still bright and energetic, one would even suspect that this was a corpse that had just crawled out of the coffin.

"Kunlun, Xia Shishi, are you Zhang Jiao, the great virtuous teacher?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"That's right, the sky is dead and the sky is dead!"

Zhang Jiao raised the nine-segment staff in his hand and shouted slogans.

"You are dying." Xia Yanzhen said.

It's not a preview, but a statement of Zhang Jiao's current state.

Historically, Zhang Jiao died of illness while being pursued by Huang Fusong.

Taipingdao expands its influence by treating diseases and saving lives, but Zhang Jiao is unable to heal himself in the end.

Zhang Jiao in front of him was dying of illness, like a candle in the wind.

Not far from death.

"Yeah, I'm dying." Zhang Jiao didn't care, "So what?"

At this moment, he was suddenly full of vigor, and even his weak body couldn't stop the soaring aura.

"No." Xia Yanzhen said, "Where are your younger brothers Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao?"

"Aren't they massacred by you outside the city?" Zhang Jiao showed a mocking smile.

"fine."

Xia Yanzhen pulled out the Burning Blood Sword.

Suddenly, the wind rose around him, and a small black whirlwind formed instantly, covering him.

Several deep cracks appeared on the ground.

The Essential Art of Peace · Exhale the Wind!

Zhang Jiao has already made a move!

Although the black wind is small, its lethality is more than that of the huge tornado.

If it were someone else who fell for the truth without noticing it for a while, even if they survived with their incomparably strong physique, they would still lose half their lives.

With a sudden move, the outcome can be determined in an instant.

So is life and death.

A sharp, somewhat beeping sound sounded.

A red light flashed.

Hongming!

Facing this great virtuous teacher, Xia Yan really didn't intend to test it out, and the first move was a killer move.

Xia Yanzhen retracted his sword habitually and retreated after hitting the sword.

The high temperature on the Burning Blood Sword dissipated, and some blood vaporized, but none of it turned into flames.

A flame burst out from Zhang Jiao's body.

Together with the nine-stalk stick in his hand, it fell down in two sections.

Xia Yanzhen stood in front of Zhang Jiao's body and did not leave immediately.

just die?
Is it possible that the great virtuous teacher is a "true mage"? The power of Taiping essentials is infinite, but his body is indeed weak.

After being cut in half, he didn't even struggle a bit, just died, so easy?
Just when Xia Yanzhen was suspicious, a voice came from the corpse in front of him.

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian stands!"

The sound of the first word is very low, and the volume of "yellow" is already normal.

"When the year is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!"

Accompanied by the high-pitched sound, Zhang Jiao's upper body suddenly floated up.

A piece of the severed robe on his body began to grow longer, forming a long hem, and the position of the collar also "grows", wrapping Zhang Jiao's head, forming a hood, completely covering his face.

The already wide sleeves completely covered his hands.

Zhang Jiao was suspended in mid-air, shouting: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! The year is Jiazi, and the world will be blessed!"

"The sky is dead..."

"Aged in Jiazi..."

Near the city gate, there was a burst of sound.

That was the slogan of the Yellow Turban Army chanted by tens of thousands of people.

The voice is clearly loud, and it should be emotional, but it feels mechanical and dull.

"The wind is coming!"

Zhang Jiao continued to shout.

In an instant, a black tornado formed, covering Xia Yanzhen's location.

The surrounding houses were torn apart and sucked into the sky.

"It's raining!"

The sky suddenly darkened, and at some point, the sky was already covered with black clouds, in less than two seconds.

pouring rain.

Countless raindrops fell on the ground and the surrounding buildings, constantly smashing potholes.

Zhang Jiao's own lower body, as well as the nine-section staff, were smashed to pieces.

The rain curtain connects the sky and the earth, cutting and piercing everything in between.

"Lei Gong help me!"

A thunderbolt pierced through the sky, bright and dazzling.

When it fell, the dazzling light affected the vicinity of the city gate, as if a new sun jumped out and flickered for a while.

After the thunder, the wind and rain suddenly stopped.

A large number of small potholes on the ground are densely packed and "combined" into more large pits.

And where Xia Yanzhen was, there was a charred black pit with a depth of more than five meters and a diameter of tens of meters.

Scorched black and fissures radiate from the center of the crater to its surroundings.

It was pitch black in the pit, and there were even some red things.

High-temperature gas rises, distorting the scene in the pit.

But it can be clearly seen that Xia Yanzhen stood in it, unharmed!
He closed his left eye.

Whether it is calling the wind and calling the rain or thunder from the sky, it doesn't exist for Xia Yanzhen.

Walking out of the pit, he looked towards the courtyard behind Zhang Jiao: "It looks like it's here."

The attack just now turned the surrounding into a mess, only the small courtyard behind Zhang Jiao was unscathed like himself.

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang may be among them.

As soon as the voice fell, the fragile ground under his feet exploded, Xia Yanzhen disappeared in place, turned into an afterimage, and stabbed Zhang Jiao's head with his sword.

Red dust!
Under Zhang Jiao's black hood, several arms suddenly emerged.

The arms are the same size as ordinary people's arms, but there is no skin, only flesh and blood.

Soft and boneless, these arms rolled towards the Burning Blood Sword.

Actually abruptly stopped the world of mortals.

Zhang Jiao also retreated five or six meters because of this.

Xia Yanzhen held the hilt of the sword and turned it vigorously.

Bite!

Using the burning blood sword to display the wild bite, the spiral force exploded, smashing the arms wrapped around the sword.

With a downward slash, the Burning Blood Sword tore open Zhang Jiao's chest, leaving a terrifying wound.

A large number of soft and boneless arms emerged from the wound and rolled towards Xia Yanzhen.

Not only that, but an arm also emerged from the wide sleeve, sweeping towards it.

For a moment, Xia Yanzhen seemed to have fallen into a snake den.

There are poisonous snakes in sight.

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian stands!"

"Huang Tian is standing!"

"... Stand up!"

The slogan of the Yellow Turban Army came from Zhang Jiao's body, "speaking" at an extremely fast speed, it was clear at first, and then it turned into raving, roaring, roaring.

The magic sound fills the ears, making people crazy!

Xia Yanzhen stood still slightly, his face immersed, and his blood was burning into the sheath.

Flicking over the Wrath of the Great Sun, with Qing Yun in his hand, he twisted his body, the ground shook under his feet, and a large number of cracks appeared.

Qingyun turned into a huge evil dragon, roaring and roaring, and slammed into the enemy in front of him.

Crack the sky!

"boom!"

Zhang Jiao and the courtyard behind him were all shattered by this blow, leaving only fragments of yellow robes flying all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)