The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

Huang Long's face was ashen, and he commanded the trebuchet formation to launch huge stone rain attacks six times in a row. Six times, he was easily blocked by the soldiers of the Qilin Legion. Now the Qilin Legion has reached the front of the Yellow Turban Army's formation where he is.

At this moment, even though the Yellow Turban soldiers on the front line have been strengthened by demon talismans and their strength is stronger than before, and even if they have set up a spear formation, they are still no match for these Qilin Legion soldiers!

Even if Huang Long didn't want to admit it at this moment, he had to admit it... The army under Du Yu was too abnormal and too powerful. There were no special arrows at all. Those soldiers relied entirely on their own strength to forcefully The ones who used their bows and arrows to shoot up the boulders in the sky.

Thinking of this, Huang Long's whole body trembled, and he only felt shuddering!

This means that there are at least more than 50,000 emperor-level soldiers in the Qilin Legion at the moment!

This is completely unjust, and this battle is completely unwinnable.

Huang Long's hands were trembling. He could only see that at the front line of the Yellow Turban Legion, a huge hole had been torn open in less than ten seconds of contact with the Qilin soldiers, and it was beginning to fall to the edge of collapse.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will bring good luck to the world!"

"kill!"

"For the sake of the wise master, for the commander, kill!" Some crazy generals in the Yellow Turban Army were shouting slogans at this moment, constantly directing the soldiers to fight in an attempt to withstand the Qilin Legion's offensive.

It's no use.

Those who shout slogans in an attempt to rally the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers will be shot with arrows by the soldiers of the Shen Gong Battalion among the Qilin soldiers in the next second, and they will be killed accurately in the chaos.

Puff puff--

The sound of flesh being torn apart was heard.

If someone is hit by those arrows, not only will the equipment on the body explode, but even the body will be directly shattered, and will be shaken into a pile of flesh and blood fragments by the invisible force, leaving no intact corpse!

"Coach, run away."

"It will be too late if we don't escape."

"Leave the green hills without worrying about firewood, and let these soldiers cut off the rear... As long as we escape, with our strength and the recruitment talisman given by the great sage, we will soon be able to raise an army again of."

The remaining Yellow Turban generals around Huang Long were terrified at this moment, unable to muster any courage to step forward and fight to stop the Qilin soldiers.

They all asked Huang Long to take them to escape.

The combat power displayed by the Qilin soldiers at this moment was really terrifying. They had not felt much about the power of every movement and stillness when they saw it in the water mirror screen, but now facing this power, they finally felt it. When we arrived, we also understood how terrifying this Qilin army under Du Yu's command was.

Just by feeling the soaring auras in the distance, all the Yellow Turban generals, including Huang Long, understood that there were a large number of emperor-level generals in the army led by Du Yu, and even a large number of Emperor-level general!

Such an army, let alone theirs, even the core troops under the great sage Zhang Jiao would probably not be able to find anyone who could compete with them.

The only one who has the slightest possibility to compete with this terrifying army is perhaps the Yellow Turban Army, which is not too numerous in number and only has a total of one million people.

Yellow scarf warrior...

This is the core war force under the great sage Zhang Jiao. He spent a lot of effort, spent countless plundered resources, and spent countless energy to cultivate the most elite and most powerful Yellow Turban Army. Special forces!

Zhang Jiao only takes this unit with him. It is rumored that all the Yellow Turban warriors have combat power above the level of king-level generals!

"Walk!"

Huang Long took a deep breath, and the next moment he took the lead in a group of remaining Yellow Turban generals, about forty of them, galloped directly to the area behind the Yellow Turban Army, and escaped quickly.

When they left, they were naturally riding war horses, and their speed soared to the top. In an instant, they disappeared before the surrounding Yellow Turbans could react, and they quickly left the battlefield at a speed of tens of meters per second.

They ran away, and the Yellow Turban soldiers in front did not see them. At this moment, they were still resisting the Qilin Legion's offensive with red eyes.

Most of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army were still affected by the power of the demon talisman. Their strength increased to more than 600 points of strength, and their sanity was almost nonexistent. They became like a group of pitiful puppet creatures who only knew how to fight according to orders.

In this state, these soldiers will only be stimulated by severe pain and wake up when their bodies are torn apart. At that time, they will also show strong fear, but it is often too late by then. .

The soldiers of the Qilin Corps, including Du Yu, Huang Zhong, Wang Han and others who led the troops, could naturally see that the mental state of these Yellow Turban soldiers was not right.

However, they still raised their swords and mercilessly killed every yellow scarf soldier who blocked the way.

This is a battlefield. No matter what the reasons are for the enemies in front of them, no matter what is wrong with them, the most they can do is arouse the vigilance of Huang Zhong, Wang Han, and the Qilin soldiers under their command, and will not make them stop the butcher's knife in their hands. .

Uh-huh!

Du Yu swung the Zhuxian Sword, and every time he swung the sword, a large area of ​​sword light swept across the area in front. The attacks he fired were extremely powerful when he moved or when he was still. He did not even use more than 30% of his own strength, but despite this, he still struck every time. A single strike of the sword can kill all the Yellow Turban soldiers in the area two to three hundred meters ahead, and tear them in half with a single strike of the sword.

Along with the killing, Du Yu also absorbed the power of souls in the battlefield, smelting them into the power of Wuzhu's soul, and constantly absorbed the power of Wuzhu's soul to improve his mental attributes.

Du Yu discovered that the souls of the enemies he killed with his own hands were more completely preserved, and the power of the ownerless souls that could be refined was slightly more.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Du Yu raised his head and looked through the wall of people blocking the road in front of him. Three feet of blood burst out from his eyes, and he directly saw a group of people fleeing behind the Yellow Turban Army.

Under the aura induction, Du Yu also sensed the surge of blood and energy in the group of people who were at the top of the emperor-level generals, and even stepped into the level of holy-level generals with one foot.

Under Du Yu's induction, the weakest of that group of people had the strength of an emperor-level general.

"Huanglong?"

"The remaining senior generals of the Yellow Turban Army?"

"Want to run?"

"Can you run?"

Du Yu snorted coldly and commanded the sitting Kun beast to take off in the next moment. The Kun beast came into the air and flapped its wings fiercely. It directly brought out a terrifying roar that broke the sound barrier and headed towards Huang, who had already escaped for some distance. Long and others quickly chased after him.