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As soon as the Yellow Turban soldiers stepped forward, Zhao Yun thrust forward with his spear.

As a result, the soldiers dispersed as soon as they saw him take action.

After several rounds of this, Zhao Yun felt extremely uncomfortable.

It was as if he had fallen into a quagmire, making him unable to use his strength.

It had been a while, but he had not caused any more casualties.

The Yellow Turban leader had achieved his goal of consuming his physical strength.

In rounds of feint attacks by the Yellow Turban soldiers, he had to move again.

He could only be consumed by the opponent.

However, there were still Yellow Turban soldiers on both sides who were eyeing him.

He dared not leave the village gate he occupied.

Otherwise, if those Yellow Turban soldiers really slipped into the village, it would be a blow that could never be reversed.

There were not many young and strong men in the village, and there were no weapons.

He could not resist the wolf-like Yellow Turban soldiers at all.

At that time, he would not be able to take care of both ends.

The situation was extremely passive.

"Young men, try harder!" the Yellow Turban leader shouted happily.

"That kid is about to die."

"As long as we consume a few more rounds, he will be exhausted and we can control him."

"I want to see if he can be as agile as before when his hands and feet are broken."

"Let's see if he is still as stubborn as he is now!"

"Roar!" The Yellow Turban soldiers also felt the decline of the strength of the young man blocking the entrance of the village.

Breaking away from the initial fear, the Yellow Turbans became more hardworking.

There was not only food in the village, but also delicate girls, which made them eager to rush in and plunder.

Zhao Yun was no match for a pack of wolves.

Under the repeated consumption of the opponent, his physical strength declined greatly.

Originally, he was not full these days, which kept his physical strength at a relatively low level.

He happened to catch up with the Yellow Turban soldiers fighting in a round-robin battle, which made him very depressed.

His eyes were agile, and his movements suddenly became slower.

Some Yellow Turban soldiers found an opportunity and rushed forward without authorization.

The leader had promised them before that whoever cut down the boy guarding the entrance of the village first would be able to pick the young women in the village first, which was a huge attraction for them.

Dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers rushed forward.

Waving their weapons, they wanted to end the battle.

Zhao Yun's dim eyes suddenly flashed.

"Hmph!"

He snorted coldly, facing the dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers who were attacking, without any fear.

He poked the wooden spear in his hand forward and suddenly exploded.

Puff puff puff!

The long spear shook and rushed straight to the target.

Before the Yellow Turban soldiers could react, more than ten of them fell down.

"How can you still have such strength?" The Yellow Turban leader not far away couldn't believe his eyes.

Dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed forward fell down in a short time.

This frightened the other Yellow Turbans.

They had already consumed so much of the opponent's strength, but they were still so powerful.

Where did this young man learn martial arts from?

Too damn powerful.

The Yellow Turban leader frowned and said solemnly: "Boy, I see that you have some ability, so I'll give you a way to live."

"Follow me, I will be the leader in the future, and you will be the deputy leader."

"Besides, we won't steal your village."

"As long as you lead the young and strong in the village to follow me."

"Besides, after you join us Yellow Turbans, the village will also be protected by us."

"No other Yellow Turbans will come to harass your village."

Bang!

As soon as the Yellow Turban leader finished speaking, Zhao Yun's spear shook violently and a gun flower appeared.

"I am a good citizen, how can I associate with thieves!"

"Don't say more."

"If you want to bully our village, you have to see, is my spear sharper, or your life tougher."

"Come again!"

The loud and firm voice spread in the space, making the Yellow Turban leader lose face.

Originally, he was attracted by the young man's high martial arts.

He wanted to take him under his command.

In the future, when fighting, he will have an extra capable assistant.

However, he never thought that the young man was so stubborn.

He refused to bow to him at all.

The Yellow Turban leader's eyes gradually became sharp.

"You kid, don't accept his mother's toast, then drink the wine!"

"Men, follow the tactics just now, and do it again!"

"I don't believe that this kid can withstand many rounds of attack consumption."

"If ten rounds are not enough, come on him for a hundred rounds."

"Tire this son of a bitch to death!"

"When the time comes, let him watch us bully the women in the village, and see if he can still be tough!"

"Go!"

The Yellow Turban leader waved his hand, and the Yellow Turban soldiers once again followed the tactics just now.Just as a group of ten people rushed forward, they made a few random gestures, forced Zhao Yun to take action, and then quickly ran back.

Fearing that the opponent would show his power again and kill them.

Just now, the young man suddenly broke out and killed the Yellow Turban who wanted to steal the credit.

Now the other Yellow Turbans are very scared.

Try to keep a distance from the opponent, and never get too close.

This young man is not easy to provoke!

The Yellow Turban soldiers are getting better and better at controlling the distance, and gradually tested the farthest distance that Zhao Yun must take action.

The war of attrition is easy to fight.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun is getting more and more anxious.

If this goes on, he will sooner or later be exhausted by the opponent's round-robin battle.

At that time, he will be like meat on the chopping board without strength, and let the Yellow Turbans take advantage of him.

What should I do?

Zhao Yun frowned, thinking about countermeasures, and at the same time, he had to pay attention to the Yellow Turban soldiers' round-robin attacks.

With 100% concentration, the physical strength was consumed more.

"Hmph!" The Yellow Turban leader snorted coldly, holding his arms in front of him and watching coldly.

Time passed little by little, and the Yellow Turban soldiers had forgotten how many rounds of consumption they had gone through.

The young man finally gasped.

However, no Yellow Turban soldier dared to bravely step forward to test whether the other party was real.

The dozens of corpses that fell at the entrance of the village before were not cold yet.

Stimulating everyone's eyes.

It made the Yellow Turban soldiers want to consume more of the young man's physical strength.

Finally, they had to make the other party tired and fall down before they could rush up and cut the other party's tendons.

Zhao Yun made the Yellow Turbans feel extremely impressed that he could persist for such a long time under the consumption of so many people.

However, it would be better if this kind of admiration did not appear again.

Otherwise, they, the Yellow Turban soldiers, really couldn't stand it.

"Hu... Hu..."

Zhao Yun gasped heavily.

Although he had pretended several times before, those smart Yellow Turban soldiers would never be fooled again.

But he was not pretending now.

If he hadn't had faith in his heart and was holding on, he would have collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion.

However, he couldn't fall down now.

He had to protect the village behind him.

"Ah!!"

A spear swept out, forcing the Yellow Turban soldiers in front of him to retreat.

Zhao Yun roared to the sky.

The majestic momentum spread, making the Yellow Turban soldiers at the entrance of the village stand still.