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In just three seconds, the three advanced people died under Zhou Yiran's long sword of the Confucian scholar.

However, Zhou still did not make any progress, but returned to the merit monument again, canceling the God-Fengshi combat skill, and his complexion was rosy, and he could not see any other bad states.

deterrence.

Zhou Yiran's move shocked all the promotionists. Zhou Yiran's eyes swept over, and the promotionists in the Yellow Turban camp were ready to dodge.

Most of the advancers could not even capture Zhou Yiran's figure when he was moving, and could not even see Zhou Yiran's sword drawing.

The speed was shocking. Although they had guessed that this might be the combat skill of this pioneer after the advancement, no one dared to touch his eyebrows at this time.

The leader who had originally planned to siege Zhou Yiran had quietly left, fearing and unwilling to occupy his heart.

"He is just a weak pioneer! He is a pioneer! Why is he so strong? Why?" The leader asked himself. Because of his carelessness, the six followers died instantly, and now only the divine eyes and himself are left. The instant decline of strength makes him unacceptable. Besides, he died at the hands of a pioneer, who should have been stabbed by him at will.

The man with dry eyes said to the leader: "Chief, you can't blame you. If you want to blame, you can only blame him for hiding his strength so well!"

The person with dry eyes promoted to the divine eyes, and gave his eyes to the demon, but got the real eyes.

"How can I not blame me? If I hadn't made the wrong plan, how could we suddenly be so severely injured? The soul is dead! The Sagittarius is dead! The two Taoist priests are dead, and now only you and me are left. Is this mission just watching others get enough benefits?

"Chief, don't be discouraged, there will be a chance in the future!" After the divine eyes said, the leader calmed down and thought about Zhou Yiran's true strength.

He didn't expect that this would be Zhou Yiran's combat skill. If he knew, then the one who died might be Zhou Yiran, because the leader's profession is the Demon-Sealer, and one of the skills is called the Seal: it is to seal the enemy's random combat skill for 72 seconds.

Zhou Yiran only has one combat skill for the Gods. If the demon sealer uses the seal, then Zhou Yiran can only regret it.

"He can't keep it! He can't keep it!" The demon sealer roared with red eyes.

"Chief! I discovered something important!" God's eyes suddenly spoke.

The demon-sealer said, "What's the matter?"

"The stone tablet has changed to being attacked again! I guess there must be a reason!" After the divine eyes said, the demon sealer remembered the inexplicable death of the soul attacker.

"Is it because of it!" the demon-sealer said inwardly.

A sinister plan appeared again in the mind of the demon-sealer. This plan was described as insidious because after the strategy was implemented, the lives of many Yellow Turban soldiers and the promotionists might be lost!

At night, a piece of news spread quietly to the Yellow Turban soldiers' ears.

The Yellow Turban soldiers and the people in the Yellow Turban camp remembered a building, which must be the stone tablet next to the flagpole, and everyone looked at the stone tablet with a greedy look.

The plan of the Demon-Sealing One is very simple, which is to spread rumors, and the stone tablet contains magical weapons and weapons.

Zou Jing's elite troops contracted in the center.

The Yellow Turban soldiers suffered numerous casualties due to the attack on the city. The original 80,000 troops were only less than 30,000, but this number was also very huge for Zou Jing.

Currently, there are only three hundred archers and one hundred shield soldiers available. They all shrink next to the banner, and Zou Jing's mansion was also lost.

The Yellow Turban soldiers looked at Zou Jing.

Guan Hai and Bo Cai looked at Zou Jing, who was only a few hundred archers left from afar, and looked at each other and laughed.

Thirty thousand men surrounded Zou Jing and others.

"Shoot the arrow! Shoot them to death!" Guan Hai ordered.

The Yellow Turban soldiers approached the front archers and shot locusts.

"Qimen Dunjia Formation!"

A light curtain bulged, covering the field within a radius of twenty meters. The bows and arrows of the Yellow Turban soldiers could not penetrate the light curtain.

In the light curtain, Zou Jing's three hundred archers could easily shoot and kill the Yellow Turban soldiers who were tightly surrounded here.

When Guan Hai saw that his archers could not cause harm to Zou Jing and others, he immediately ordered: "Run for me!"

The Yellow Turban soldiers believed the rumors and rushed towards the stone tablet greedily, and some advanced people followed them.

Forty meters!

Thirty-five meters!

Thirty meters!

"Boom!" All the Yellow Turban soldiers who entered the attack range of 30 meters were divided into two.

Zhou Yiran was shocked by this combined attack skill. The sword curtain, which was nearly a thousand swords long, instantly killed the invading Yellow Turban soldiers.

Zhou Yiran's merits were reduced, like an hourglass, quietly lost.

In just a few seconds, the Yellow Turban soldiers died in seven or eight thousand.

Tip: Kill Shura...

Kill the Magic Controller...

Kill the Dark Messenger...

"Isn't this a meat grinder? And the merit has not increased slowly?" Zhou Yiran thought to himself, but when Zhou Yiran looked at his merit value, he was shocked. Originally, his merit value had reached more than 14,000, but in this moment, he consumed five thousand merits, and now more than 9,000 merits were left? During this period, several hostile advancers were killed. Only the Yellow Turban soldiers rushed up, and no one advanced in the Yellow Turban camp, he was afraid that the merits had been exhausted.

"Why is my merit reduced so quickly? Could it be that someone will attack the merit monument again?" Zhou Yiran turned his head, but did not find anyone attacking the merit monument.

"Does the Chief of the Gods have any restrictions?"

Guan Hai was also shocked. What's going on? Why was his soldier suddenly cut into two halves?

"Ah!" Guan Hai shouted, slapped his horse, and roared angrily: "Doway for me! Dodge for me!"

When the Yellow Turban soldiers heard the general's words, they dodged one after another. After Guan Hai stepped into the attack range of 30 meters, they suddenly welcomed the invisible murderous intent, and Guan Hai waved his sword.

"Dang! Dangdang! Dangdang!" Twelve collisions sounded, Zhou Yiran was shocked and thought to himself that Guan Hai could actually block all the invisible sword shadows.

When Zou Jing saw Guan Hai rushing forward, he immediately had the determination to die to fight Guan Hai.

Seeing this crisis, Zhou Yiran quietly took something out of his arms and threw it to Guan Hai.

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Chapter completed!