"Chen Zhan!"
In the Yellow Turban army, Bo Cai's eyes were filled with hatred as he stared at Chen Zhan.
In his opinion, the reason why the Han army launched a fire attack this time was entirely because of Chen Zhan.
Otherwise, why hadn't Huangfu Song used it before?
When he thought about how Nanyang and Yingchuan's Yellow Turban were also destroyed by Chen Zhan, Bo Cai's hatred for Chen Zhan directly broke through the sky.
"If Chen Zhan doesn't die, I won't be at ease!"
Thinking of this, Bo Cai erupted with all his spirit power without a care, using the lightning law forbidden technique with all his might.
"Yellow Heaven above, help this disciple eliminate the enemy! Lightning Punishment!"
Boom! Crack!
In the next second, amidst the deafening sound of thunder, a dazzling bolt of lightning descended from the sky and struck straight at Chen Zhan.
This scene instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Not good, Lord Marquis, be careful!"
In the army, Chen Qingzhi and the others had yet to shout in shock and anger when lightning had already landed on Chen Zhan.
However, a dark golden bell-shaped barrier had already lit up around Chen Zhan's body, blocking the lightning outside his body.
The power that seeped into his body only numbed his body slightly and did not cause any harm.
Even his warhorse, Little Black, was fine.
"Good Lightning Technique!"
Chen Zhan commented coldly. The Battle Qi in his body erupted and directly washed away the remaining lightning.
Then, he raised his spear and charged at Bo Cai like lightning.
"How, how is this possible?"
Seeing that Chen Zhan had actually withstood his attack, Bo Cai's pupils instantly constricted, and his face was filled with disbelief.
He could even block lightning. Was this guy still human?
"Not good!"
Bo Cai was in a daze when he suddenly saw Chen Zhan rushing towards him. He was instantly frightened and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Big brother, don't be afraid. I'll help you!"
"Good, good brother!"
At this time, Peng Tuo rushed over. Bo Cai was instantly grateful and prepared to work together to take down Chen Zhan.
Boom!
However, right at this moment, Peng Tuo was sent flying off his horse with a deafening roar.
There was a spear stabbed into his heart.
Peng Tuo's eyes widened as he was pinned to the ground. He reached out to grab Bo Cai, his eyes filled with unwillingness and fear.
He had never thought that he would die this way.
"Brother…"
The sudden change stunned Bo Cai. When he came back to his senses, he looked at Peng Tuo's eyes that had died with grievances and immediately let out a sorrowful cry.
"Since your brotherhood is so deep, then you should accompany him. It just so happens that you won't be lonely on the road to the Yellow Springs!”
A cold voice rang in his ears. Bo Cai's body trembled, and he turned around with a face full of hatred.
He did not know when, but Chen Zhan had appeared behind him.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, Bo Cai's neck was directly broken by Chen Zhan.
"Ahhhh, let's die together!"
Suddenly, an illusory 'Bo Cai' drilled out of his body and pounced toward Chen Zhan with a sinister and ferocious face.
"I didn't expect you to be only half a step away from becoming a Yin God. What a pity!”
Chen Zhan was surprised for a moment. Then, he punched out. The terrifying fiendish aura easily destroyed Bo Cai's soul.
The first level of soul cultivation was to condense seven souls, the second level was to condense three souls, the third level was to cultivate the Yin God, and the fourth level was to cultivate the Yang God.
If Bo had just formed his Yin Spirit and escaped immediately, Chen Zhan might not have been able to kill him.
However, the Yin Spirit couldn't stay outside the body for too long. After a long time, it would dissipate on its own.
Only by cultivating the Yang God could one leave the body and be immortal.
Unfortunately, since the pre-Qin period, something had happened in this world. The Yang God and the Martial Saint had not appeared for hundreds of years.
Even Yin Spirit and Body Condensation Grandmaster were rare to see.
……
"So strong!"
"No wonder there are rumors that Lord Marquis is the number one general in the world. His strength is truly unfathomable.”
"Terrifying! If even lightning could not harm him, who else in the world could harm him?？”
"We martial artists should be like this. What's there to be afraid of the power of heaven and earth?？”
Seeing Chen Zhan kill Peng Tuo and Bo Cai, Sun Jian, Cao Cao, and the others finally came back to their senses.
The gazes they looked at Chen Zhan could not help but become even more respectful and fascinated.
If that bolt of lightning had struck them, they would have been severely injured if not killed.
After witnessing this scene, Cao Cao and the others lost their enthusiasm for the battle and wanted to find a place to calm down.
However, for the sake of their future, they still gathered their spirits and charged forward.
After all, if he missed this opportunity, it would not be easy to encounter such a good opportunity to obtain military merits.
" Lord Marquis!?"
"Ahhh, go to hell."
On the other side, Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, and the others also rushed to Chen Zhan's side. All of them had concerned expressions, afraid that Chen Zhan would be struck by something.
"It's fine, Bo Cai's thunder can't hurt me, Zhang Jiao can!”
Chen Zhan smiled faintly. His expression was calm, and his words were domineering.
If Bo Cai was really as bad as he said, how could he leave Huangfu Song and the rest helpless?
It could only be said that it was not that Bo Cai was weak, but that Chen Zhan was too strong.
"Continue killing the enemies and end the battle as soon as possible."
"Here!"
Following Chen Zhan's instructions, Huang Zhong and the others started the massacre again.
At the same time, an endless stream of Yellow Turban soldiers poured out of the city gate, but most of them were disheveled and in a very sorry state.
At this moment, the entire Changshe City was filled with smoke and flames.
Even outside the city, Chen Zhan and the others felt a wave of heat blowing from time to time.
On the bank of the reeds, even the river water was boiled by the high temperature.
Some unlucky Yellow Turban soldiers who were forced to jump into the river to survive let out miserable wails as soon as they jumped into the river.
That kind of mournful roar made one's hair stand on end!
Only a small number of people jumped into the cold water area and were washed away by the turbulent river.
However, whether they could survive would depend on their luck.
Because of the fire, the battle only lasted for two hours.
However, it took two whole days for the fire that had almost spread to the entire Changshe City to completely dissipate after a heavy rain.
After entering the city, charred corpses were everywhere.
Even in the river downstream, there were a few corpses with ferocious faces floating around.
War was always cruel.
In war, the people at the bottom of the social ladder would always suffer the most.
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