Chapter 66 Reappearance of the Heaven-level Battle Formation—Three Talents Formation?
“Devil, devil!!”

'They are not human'

"not human"

Many of the Yellow Turban soldiers who witnessed the scene of Ye Feng, Guan Yu and Zhao Yun charging into battle and survived by chance were really scared.

The scene of bleeding from all seven orifices without even seeing the face was too horrifying.

Although they were willing to follow Zhang Jue in rebellion, they did not want to die in vain.

How can you be willing to die when you are obviously facing someone you cannot resist?

There were more and more voices of fear and trepidation, and the situation on the battlefield was undergoing a qualitative change.

"General Ren Gong, Guangping City has been breached. The main force of 20,000 to 30,000 officers and soldiers have rushed out of the city. There are several talented generals among the cavalry on both wings. The rear army has been routed. Xiaoqu commander Deng Fang has been killed."

"If you don't leave now, you'll be eaten alive!"

Yang Feng came hurriedly, his face full of anxiety.

Zhang Liang's eyes were filled with gloom. "We severely injured a general in the daytime, but how come several more generals appeared at night?"

"The sky will become cabbage? Why are there so many?"

Yang Feng hesitated: "The man who shot and killed Deng Fang claimed to be Zhao Zilong of Changshan. If our intelligence is correct, it should be Ye Feng who killed Cheng Zhiyuan and eliminated Youzhou Dafang."

"I heard from the defeated soldiers who escaped yesterday that General Guan Hai was also shot dead instantly. Perhaps he was also Ye Feng's man."

"Guangping City is already in a desperate situation. We can't stay here any longer."

Guan Ping also felt cold in his heart and nodded repeatedly: "As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood."

"Ye Feng is a very strange person. The cavalry of the merchant caravan he leads is even more powerful than the elite troops of the imperial court. He has many talented generals under his command. We cannot fight him head-on."

"Besides, the five thousand Yellow Turban warriors have already lost a lot of energy during the day and are unable to form a three-talent battle formation. We don't have the strength to fight head-on!"

Zhang Liang's eyes were filled with resentment, but he knew clearly that what the two said was right.

He was about to nod and give the order to break out.

Ye Feng's murderous voice rang out: "Zhang Liang, where are you running to!"

"Zhongshan, Ye Feng is here!"

"Those who surrender will be spared death, but those who resist will be like Cheng Zhiyuan and Guan Hai, who will die without a burial place."

Along with the sound of a loud shout, the Five Elements Breaking Formation Spear in his hand swept out.

"Total Annihilation!!"

A full-strength attack containing powerful energy is naturally extraordinary.

The twenty or thirty Yellow Turban warriors didn't even have time to react, they just felt a terrifying force coming at them.

In the face of this huge force, they were like a drop in the ocean before a mountain, unable to resist at all.

The vitality of the internal organs was severed under the ravages of the strong force.

Blood spurted out and the body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

With one strike, more than thirty Yellow Turban warriors were killed. This scene made Zhang Liang, Guan Ping and Yang Feng stunned.

They rubbed their eyes desperately, not believing what they saw.

When they felt the pain from the bottom of their hearts, the three of them gasped.

"Is this the Heavenly General?"

"But how can the power of the Heavenly General be so great?"

While Zhang Liang and the other two had dazed looks in their eyes, Guan Yu and Zhao Yun also showed no mercy.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade and the Longdan Bright Silver Spear are like the scythes of the god of death that reap lives.

A knife swept across and a gun stabbed out.

The power is no weaker than Ye Feng's attack.

In just a few moments, hundreds of Yellow Turban warriors died at the hands of Ye Feng and his two companions.

Zhang Liang's face was gloomy. He knew that if he continued like this, he would die.

If you want to survive, you have to kill Ye Feng, Guan Yu and Zhao Yun in front of you!
What's more, Ye Feng has many talented generals under his command, who pose the greatest threat to the Yellow Turban Army. Even if they die together, killing these three people will reduce a lot of pressure on Xindu.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang's eyes flashed fiercely: "Guan Ping, Yang Feng, are you two willing to help me kill the enemy? And sacrifice your lives for General Tiangong?"

Guan Ping and Yang Feng were stunned for a moment, then their eyes shone with a burning light: "For General Tiangong and Taiping Dao, I will never regret it even if I die a hundred times!!" Zhang Liang patted the two on the shoulders: "Okay!"

"Brother asked you to help me here, and I really did not choose the wrong person."

"Start the Three Talents Battle Formation!!"

"Three Talents Battle Formation?"

Yang Feng and Guan Ping hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and shouted loudly: "Start the Three Talents Battle Formation!!"

More than four thousand Yellow Turban warriors chanted incantations and circulated their mental skills.

Countless blood-red evil spirits condensed from the bodies of the Yellow Turban warriors. Many of the weaker Yellow Turban warriors directly activated their secret techniques and burned their lives.

A huge blood-red murderous intent gathered above the battlefield. Even though he was several miles away, Lu Zhi still felt terrified.

Guan Yu and Zhao Yun, who were charging at the same time, looked at each other and laughed, "It's the same old trick again!"

"It seems that Zhang Liang's fate is the same as Cheng Zhiyuan's."

"My Lord, how about giving us the camp this time?"

Ye Feng looked at the blood-red murderous intent above the battlefield and shook his head: "No."

"This is different from the Three Talents Battle Formation."

"no the same?"

Guan Yu and Zhao Yun looked towards the center of the battlefield together.

However, the blood-red murderous intent that was originally concentrated on Yang Feng and Guan Ping's heads did not enter their bodies. Instead, even more terrifying murderous energy rushed out of their bodies.

"This"

"Isn't this the Three Talents Battle Formation?"

Perhaps it was because he heard Guan Yu's exclamation that Zhang Liang, who was reciting the formula and urging his mind to practice, suddenly opened his eyes full of murderous intent and said, "You are right, this is the Three Talents Absolute Formation!"

"A true heaven-level technique requires sacrificing ten years of the Yellow Turban warrior's life, blood, and two commanders who understand the Three Talents battle formation."

"And my realm will instantly break through to the middle stage of the Heavenly General, which is the kind of real power without any falsehood."

"This is the essence of the chapter on 'Jue' in Taiping Yaoshu."

"Ye Feng, you will definitely die tonight!!"

"Hahaha!!"

At this moment, Zhang Liang looked like a madman, his aura rising rapidly. His strength, which was originally only in the middle stage of Earth General, instantly broke through to the early stage of Heaven General and rushed directly towards the middle stage of Heaven General.

Yang Feng and Guan Ping also seemed to sense something was wrong. The dark energy that they had cultivated for many years rushed out desperately, and it was impossible for them to stop it.

She was still resisting in her heart, but after hearing Zhang Liang's explanation, there was a glimmer of madness in her eyes.

"General Ren Gong, may the world be peaceful, and may our Taiping Daoism spread across the nine provinces!"

"Sacrifice!!"

As the two roared, their appearance aged rapidly, and the internal energy that they had cultivated for many years burst out of their bodies.

Zhang Liang laughed: "Okay!"

"You two will definitely go down in history."

“Give me a hand!!”

There was a flash of madness in the eyes of countless Yellow Turban warriors.

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!!"

As the roar sounded, countless blood, energy and evil spirits rushed into Zhang Liang's body.

The combat effectiveness of the Yellow Turban warriors also increased exponentially.

The scene of thousands of people fighting to the death restored the confidence of the Yellow Turban soldiers who were already on the brink of collapse.

They all had an obsessed look in their eyes and shouted frantically: "The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, the year is Jiazi, and the world is at peace!"

"Long live General Tiangong!"

"Long live General Ren Gong!!"

(End of this chapter)