Chapter 607 Heaven is dead and Huang Tian is standing(2/2)
Several deep cracks appeared on the ground.
Taiping Yaoshu calls the wind!
Zhang Jiao has already taken action!
Although this black wind is small, its lethality is even greater than that of the huge tornado.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! If it had been someone else, he would have fallen into the trap without realizing it, and even if he survived with his extremely powerful body, he would have lost half his life.
With a sudden attack, victory or defeat can be decided in an instant.
So is life and death.
A sharp, buzzing sound sounded.
A red light flashed.
Hong Ming!
Facing this great virtuous teacher, Xia Yan really had no intention of testing him, and he would always make a killing move.
After a slash with his sword, Xia Yanzhen sheathed his sword and stepped back as a habit.
The high temperature on the blood-burning sword dissipated, and some of the blood vaporized, but it did not turn into flames.
A flame burst out from Zhang Jiao's body.
Together with the nine-section staff in his hand, it fell down in two pieces.
Xia Yanzhen stood in front of Zhang Jiao's body and did not leave immediately.
Just die like that
Could it be that the Great Master is a "true mage"? The Taiping Art is extremely powerful, but his body is indeed weak.
After being cut in half, he didn't even struggle, and just died, so easily
Just when Xia Yanzhen was suspicious, a voice came from the corpse in front of him.
"Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!"
The sound of the first word is very low, and by "yellow" it is already at a normal volume.
"If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be blessed!"
Along with the high-pitched sound, Zhang Jiao's upper body suddenly floated.
The severed piece of robe on the body began to lengthen, forming a long hem, and the collar also "grown", wrapping Zhang Jiao's head and 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, Huang Tian is here to stand! If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be blessed!"
"The sky is dead..."
"Age of Jiazi..."
Near the city gate, there were bursts of sounds.
That was thousands of people chanting the slogan of the Yellow Turban Army together.
His voice was loud and should have been full of emotion, but it came across as 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 swept into the sky.
"The rain is coming!"
The sky suddenly became gloomy, and at some point, the sky was covered with black clouds in less than two seconds.
It's raining heavily.
Countless raindrops fell on the ground, making potholes on the surrounding buildings.
Zhang Jiao's own lower body and the nine-section staff were smashed to pieces.
The rain curtain connects heaven and earth, cutting and piercing everything in between.
"Thunder Lord, help me!"
A bolt of thunder penetrated the sky and the earth, bright and dazzling.
When it set, the dazzling light affected the area near the city gate, as if a new sun had jumped out and flickered for a moment.
After the thunder, the storm suddenly stopped.
There are a large number of small holes on the ground, which are densely packed and "combine" into more large holes.
Where Xia Yanzhen was, there was a large, charred pit with a depth of more than five meters and a diameter of dozens of meters.
The charred blackness and cracks radiated from the center of the crater to the surrounding areas.
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 is standing among them, unscathed!
He closed his left eye.
Whether it's calling the wind and rain, or thunder falling from the sky, it doesn't exist for Xia Yanzhen.
After walking out of the pit, he looked at the courtyard behind Zhang Jiao: "It seems to be here."
The attack just now turned the surrounding area 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 words fell, the fragile ground beneath his feet exploded. Xia Yanzhen disappeared on the spot, turning into an afterimage, and stabbed Zhang Jue's head with a sword.
The mortal world!
Under Zhang Jiao's black hood, several arms suddenly emerged.
The arms are the same size as normal human arms, but there is no skin, only flesh and blood.
These arms are soft and boneless, curling towards the Blood Burning Sword.
He suddenly stopped the world of mortals.
Zhang Jiao also retreated five or six meters.
Xia Yanzhen grasped the hilt of the sword and turned it with force.
Wild bite!
Using the Burning Blood Sword to perform Desolate Bite, the spiral force exploded, shattering the arms wrapped around the sword.
With a downward slash, the Burning Blood Sword tore open Zhang Jiao's chest, creating a horrific wound.
A large number of soft, boneless arms emerged from the wound and rolled towards Xia Yanzhen.
Not only that, there were also arms emerging from the wide sleeves and sweeping towards him.
For a moment, Xia Yan felt as if he had fallen into a snake's cave.
Everything in front of me is venomous snakes.
"Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!"
"Huang Tian is standing!"
"...Stand up!"
The slogans of the Yellow Turban Army came from Zhang Jiao, and they were "said" at an extremely fast speed. They were quite clear at first, but later they turned into gibbering, roaring, and roaring.
The magic sound fills the ears and makes people crazy!
Xia Yanzhen stood still slightly, his face was immersed, and blood was burning in his sheath.
Brushing over the wrath of the sun, with blue clouds in hand, he twisted his body, the ground beneath his feet shook, and a large number of cracks appeared.
Qingyun turned into a huge evil dragon, roaring and roaring, and crashed into the enemy in front of him.
Split the sky!
"boom!"
Chapter completed!