The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

Those Xiliang iron cavalry who charged him were swept by the strong wind one after another, crushed into powder, and there was no more sound.

It's hard to imagine that in this short period of time, there were nearly two hundred cavalrymen, and their souls returned to Huangquan, not even their bones.

240 Hachihara is a puppet

Under the ravages of the Yellow Turban Warriors, a strong wind suddenly blew up around it on the entire battlefield, flying sand and rocks, and some small plants were uprooted, and swept into the air with the strong wind.

If you say that before Gao Zhi did not travel through souls, he had seen the part of the Water Margin describing Wu Song's fight against the tiger: Before the tiger comes out, there must be a gust of wind first.

Well, the momentum erupted by this yellow turban wrestler now is not known how many times stronger than that of the tiger, and the wind blowing out is even comparable to a small local typhoon.

"What kind of monster is this...!" Looking at the four to five meter tall figure in front of him, who was so mighty and unbelievably mighty, a Xiliang soldier raised his head tremblingly, His eyes were staring, and he could hardly speak.

"Death!" The yellow turban wrestler tilted his head, staring at the trembling "little man" below, with obvious excitement in his huge round eyes, looking like a hungry wolf preying.

"Ah!" In the life-threatening situation, the Xiliang soldiers finally stopped their fear and urged their horses to charge the "monster" in front.

only...

A strange and terrifying scene happened.

Blocked the charge of the horse with manpower?

how is this possible? ! !

Looking at those Xiliang cavalry companions who were thrown to the ground by the yellow scarf wrestlers, the Xiliang cavalry behind them subconsciously pulled the reins, pulled the horse under the crotch and kicked it into the air.

Turning the horse's head, it stomped heavily on the ground, quite superb riding skills.

However, in their hearts, the good mood that they had successfully dispelled the enemy army suddenly disappeared, and they all looked at the huge yellow scarf warrior in front of them, speechless in shock.

However, the Xiliang cavalry is the elite of the world after all, after a period of panic, they stabilized.

Facing such a terrifying monster, they quickly made strategic adjustments.

In particular, when they discovered that the monster did not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy (the yellow turban soldiers who were hit by the yellow turban wrestlers were also massacred wantonly by them), these Xiliang cavalry quickly separated.

"Roar!"

The yellow turban wrestler yelled furiously, and having lost its target, it turned its gaze back to Gao Zhi who had just stood up again over there.

"...I rely on it!"

Throwing away the bent spear in his hand casually, in an emergency, Gao Zhi's toes touched the ground, and his body suddenly retreated.

Whoosh!

Turning in the air, with a sweep of the body, the whole person actually soared into the air, like a big bird, gliding more than 20 meters in the air, and fiercely swooped towards the back of a big tree.

He was already a strong player in speed flow, and when he exerted all his strength, his feet didn't touch the ground, and he galloped close to the grass and trees. He could leap more than ten meters every moment, as if he turned into a streamer.

Whoop!

Before Gao Zhi could breathe a sigh of relief, a strong gust of wind suddenly struck from behind.

Gao Zhi didn't even have to look back to know that this was another attack from the Yellow Turban Warriors.

The feet move continuously, and the figure retreats again.

And the yellow turban warrior over there continued to follow up. As his body continued to shake and move, the dilapidated places around him became even more dilapidated, with deep pits, cracks, and horrors appearing on the ground.

The fist that was glowing with blackness and coldness rapidly enlarged in Gao Zhi's pupils.

Not far away, amidst the many exclamations, Gao Zhi's face did not change much, and a sneer slowly formed at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately, his figure vibrated slightly, and a thunderous voice resounded at the same time. At the same time, Gao Zhi's figure became blurred at this moment.

"laugh!"

The powerful fist came with the whistling wind of the fist, and when it hit Gao Zhi's body, it was strange, and it just passed out of thin air.

It turned out to be an afterimage!

The thrilling scene made the hearts of many Xiliang soldiers in the square below beat a beat faster.

Looking along the line of sight, a little surprise suddenly appeared in the eyes.

Gao Zhi over there rolled over on the spot, picked up a spear, and stuck it on the ground, without the owner's spear.

The arm trembled slightly, and the spear swung.

The sun poured down from the distant nine heavens, shining on the tip of the long spear, shining with dazzling luster.

puff!

The tip of the raised spear froze suddenly, turned into a stab, and stabbed towards the left rib.At the same time, the body leaned back, and the fist flashed easily.

Then Gao Zhi held the gun in his right hand, and stabbed the yellow scarf warrior vertically.

However, that yellow turban warrior didn't dodge Gao Zhi's head-on blow, and hit Gao Zhi's head with his fist without heeding it.

The eyes are two thin dark yellow crystals, which emit a faint cold light from time to time, obviously not ordinary things.

What's even more strange is that even Gao Zhi, who has outstanding mental strength, can't feel any vitality in this yellow scarf warrior, as if he is a dead person.

At this time, the yellow turban wrestler sensed that someone was approaching, his heavy body moved, and he punched Gao Zhi fiercely, and the strong wind made his hair fly.

"puppet?"

"Actually... there really is such a thing?!"

Gao Zhi sighed secretly, and let go of the long spear that had been inserted into the body of the yellow turban wrestler but could not be pulled out temporarily.

It turns out...the so-called Yellow Turban Warrior is a legendary puppet!

No wonder, during the fight just now, he felt that this yellow turban fighter seemed to have no real consciousness, only the most primitive fighting consciousness, like a walking dead.

For the purpose of curiosity and comparison, Gao Zhi, instead of blinking at his speed, quickly crossed his arms, surrounded by white air, abruptly blocked the punch of the yellow-turban wrestler, and took three steps back.

After taking three steps back, Gao Zhi jumped up, raised his right palm and slashed towards the head of the yellow turban warrior.

boom!

The yellow turban wrestler's perception was really keen, and his cross arm blocked Gao Zhi's fatal blow, and then he made a fist with his left hand and blasted out again.

Gao Zhi also couldn't help but lament the magic of this so-called Yellow Turban Warrior, who obviously has no life fluctuations, but his movements are calm, powerful and well-regulated.

In an instant, Gao Zhi bent his left leg, used his knee to withstand the second attack from the yellow turban wrestler, and used his strength to fly back, landing steadily five steps away.