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Chapter 275 Qianlong Leaping, Who Is The True King (24)
Wu Mingkong just took over here, but he noticed a black air rising from the yellow dragon in the sky above Julu City.

Seeing that the bones of his body were about to be stained black, Wei Nian, as the coach, couldn't help but panic at the moment, as if something was about to happen.

"Where is your majesty's golden order?" Wei Nian didn't believe the few Taoists recruited by Dayong who wanted to break through the clouds, rain and fog. Long ago, he sent someone to ask Emperor Yong Jin Ling, but it is still on the way.

"General, according to the Taoist's report, there is another half cup of tea." A personal guard replied.

The Emperor Yong's Golden Order has a Great Yong Kingdom Luck, so Taoists can locate according to this Great Yong Kingdom Luck, but they can only look at it from a distance. Once they get close, the Taoism in the Taoist body will be suppressed, and the whole person will fall into weakness .

"I can't wait, something big will happen." Wei Nian got up, and he suddenly found that the already dense dark clouds were thicker, and countless thunders were brewing in it.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky will stand."

Huang Quan's old voice echoed in the ears of everyone on the battlefield.

"I have seen the White Lotus Sect, I have also seen the Yellow Turban Sect, and I have met two well-known Taoist rebels. These two are really villain model workers. They can be found everywhere. If this is the next dungeon I won’t be surprised if I meet again.” Wu Mingkong watched the yellow flood over Julu City wrapped in black air, hooked to the thunder in the sky, and couldn’t help but complain.

"However, this Huang Quan is really trying to die, and he dares to say such words."

When Huang Quan yelled this sentence, Wei Nian's face changed, which was disrespectful.

On the other side, Wu Chongxiao and the five hundred soldiers received Wu Mingkong's physical fitness boost, and with a wave of the long knife in their hand, the strong wind directly swept out a blank space, which made them even unbelievable.

Wu Chongxiao is also decisive, although he doesn't know what changes have happened to him, but this change is definitely related to his elder brother Wu Mingkong.

"charge."

Wu Chongxiao took the lead in the charge, not only he but also the horse under his crotch was boosted, under the full charge, it caused a wave of anger.

The five hundred soldiers followed closely behind, exuding a burst of power.

"Military soul? What is the principle of this?"

Wu Mingkong watched Wu Chongxiao and the five hundred soldiers gather energy and turned into a black python.

Swing the knife, fall.

Wu Chongxiao chopped open the corpse blocking the city gate. He thought he could do it, but he didn't think it was real.

The violent force directly split the entire pile of corpses, and Wu Chongxiao seemed to have seen the scene when his elder brother smashed the city gate with a halberd in the previous life.

He feels that although he is not as good as his elder brother in his previous life, he seems to have hope to catch up.

"My lord's divine power, my lord's divine power."

The five hundred soldiers behind were also stunned for a moment. Is this something that humans can do?

But I don't care, the facts are in front of my eyes, and I can't help cheering loudly for a while.

The cheers of these 500 people naturally reached Wei Nian's ears, after all, the sound was still very loud.

"Why cheer."

The guards on the side hurriedly went out to inquire. If they go fast, they will come back quickly.

"General, it was the Zuoqi captain who broke through the pile of corpses with a knife, and led the five hundred soldiers into Julu City."

"Captain Zuoqi? But that Wu Teng, the one who broke the city gate just now, is also him." Wei Nian frowned, which was good news.

"It was this person, but there was gold juice falling, so he had to retreat. Later, the yellow turban thief blocked the city gate with his dead body, and that's why this happened." The guard also reported the truth.

"That's right, a loyal and brave man." Wei Nian had already written down Wu Chongxiao's name, especially when the timing was perfect.

After Huang Quan yelled that the sky was dead and Huang Tian stood up, Wu Chongxiao cut through the pile of corpses with a single knife. Looking at it this way, he was simply a model of anger soaring to the sky. If this was written in the credit book, it would look a lot better.

This is a loyal person. Hearing that His Majesty's reputation has been ruined and this drastic change, he swung his knife out of resentment.

Cangtian, in this dungeon, has always referred to the emperor, and now this cangtian, isn't it the Emperor Dayong.

After such a comparison, I looked at the soldiers transferred from other states and counties, and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Hurry up and find out where your majesty's golden order is. Such a large army will be trapped by clouds, rain and fog."

The guards didn't dare to refute, this is not an ordinary cloud, rain and mist, not only charming eyes, but also frightening mind, the soldiers inside did not dare to move randomly, and the wave of arrows from the Yellow Turban Bandits caused even more casualties. Not a lot.

But the more this is the case, the more unbearable it is compared with Wu Chongxiao's five hundred soldiers.

Wu Chongxiao had already rushed into Julu City at this time, and with Wu Mingkong's boost, he would kill at least three or five people with one strike.

Even the strong wind can sweep away a piece, and it's not just one person, but 500 people.

Even the yellow turban wrestler who can tear people apart and is invulnerable is not their single enemy.

At this time, Wu Chongxiao couldn't help but think of the book Wu Mingkong read in his camp before.

It was the training method of the yellow turban wrestlers, and he guessed whether Wu Mingkong also blessed them with the same Taoism as the yellow turban wrestlers to increase them.

Although Wu Chongxiao was aware of it, his limitations blocked his insight, so he could only guess a small part of it.

Breaking off the flying arrow, Wu Chongxiao found that not only his strength had increased, but his defense and reaction had also been enhanced.

Otherwise, how could he see the shooting arrow, let alone catch the arrow.

He looked around for a while, and then compared the map given by Wu Mingkong in his mind.

He chopped off the head of a rushing yellow turban thief with one knife, and then thought about where Huang Quanhui, who was taken away by the yellow turban warrior, would go.

The sound that "Cang Tian is dead", Huang Tian should have heard him naturally, but the sound spread too far, and he was not sure where Huang Quan went.

Then he turned his attention to the Huangtian Altar in the center of Julu City.

"Looks like this is here." Wu Chongxiao was sure, except for the Huangtian Altar, Wu Chongxiao couldn't think of where Huang Quanhui would go.

If he was really not there, he might have escaped, but if he wanted to escape, how could he shout such provocative words? Wouldn't it be better to leave secretly?
Now that he had a target, according to the route on the map, Wu Chongxiao pulled the rein of his horse and charged forward.

Seeing Wu Chongxiao like this, the 500 soldiers followed closely behind him. With Wu Mingkong's boost, these [-] troops charged like tanks crossing the border. , all died.

The 500 men and horses were like sharp blades, and they plunged directly into Julu City.

(End of this chapter)