Long live the call of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 37 One-sided!
"Are you dead?"

The surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers exclaimed in their hearts.

"Uh drink!"

Mundo shouted low, and his body slowly weakened. The unparalleled flames of flesh, blood, flesh, and blood slowly dissipated. His eyes also dimmed, as if his life had come to an end.

"what!"

Unexpectedly, Mengdo suddenly screamed wildly, his eyes burst into a scarlet light, and his whole body was full of blood, and he was shocked!
"Mondo!"

With a loud roar, the power of Qi and blood on Mondo's body began to recover little by little, and the traces of blood power visible to the naked eye condensed on him, and soon condensed into a powerful force of bloody blood, transforming Like a flame, it burned on his body, and it was even stronger than the previous flame of blood!

"how can that be?"

The surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers exclaimed.

"Buzz!"

In the dumbfounded eyes of these yellow scarf soldiers, Mengdo's energy and blood power is getting stronger and stronger, and his whole body is like an oven, burning the power of energy and blood. The power of blood burned the cheeks of the surrounding yellow turban soldiers, and the yellow turban soldiers retreated one after another, not daring to look directly at Mundo's body.

The power of Qi and blood on his body radiated wildly towards the sky. From a distance, Mondo's body was blood red and flames were shining, as if he had been born from a prehistoric demon god.The entire battlefield was attracted by his energy and blood.

"Mundo knows what to do!"

Shouting indifferently in his mouth, Mondo easily threw off the spear and bow and arrow on his body like a ball, picked up the kitchen knife in his hand, laughed wildly, and rushed towards the yellow scarf soldiers.

"Pfft!"

He slashed at the yellow turban soldier in front of him. The soldier's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that Mundo could be resurrected again. He couldn't die with peace. What kind of monster did he encounter?

"Hahahaha!"

Mondo became more and more excited. A pair of beastly eyes were full of bloodthirsty rays of light. The fierce light shot out of the pair of eyes was as strong as ten feet. The yellow scarf soldiers around were running away in shock. The flames reflected the sky and illuminated the entire battlefield. He was like a flesh oven, burning his own flesh and blood, and at the same time devouring the flesh and blood of the surrounding yellow scarf soldiers.

"Ugh!"

Mondo's kitchen knife cut faster and faster, and even grabbed the yellow scarf soldiers with both hands, bit them, and devoured their flesh and blood.

Every time Mundo devours the flesh and blood of a Yellow Turban soldier, the flames of the flesh and blood on Mundo's body become stronger and hotter, and the flame-like heat can be felt not far from the surroundings, rushing toward his face.

"Ok?"

Galen, who was charging not far away, suddenly turned around and looked at where Mundo was.

"It's such a powerful force of qi and blood. Maybe Mundo used his forbidden technique?" Galen sighed inwardly.

The so-called taboo technique, in layman's terms, is Mundo's ultimate move. Whenever Mundo uses this technique, he will weaken for a long time, just like the skill cd of the ultimate move.

And Galen and Xin Zhao naturally have this kind of taboo technique, and they will use this skill only when they are cornered.

Xin Zhao also looked in many directions, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Mundo has been hit with a big move, so he is deeply surrounded by the enemy?" Xin Zhao's eyes gradually turned cold, staring at the commander-in-chief Deng Tong in front of him.

"kill!"

With a yell, Xin Zhao led the left and right carriages and accelerated towards Deng Tong.

"Mundo!?"

On one side, Pan Sen, who led the three hundred Spartan warriors and kept charging in a chariot, his eyes lit up.

"Hoohoo!"

At this time, Mondo seemed to be communicating with Pan Sen consciously. He turned his head, with a bold and freehand face, grabbed a yellow scarf soldier, and swallowed his heart in one gulp. Mondo laughed loudly and waved it at Pan Sen Fragmented limbs in hand.

"Don't provoke me!"

Pan Sen's complexion changed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was deep and authentic.

"Left and right, protect me!"

cried Pantheon.

"General, are you ready?" The Spartan warrior beside him was surprised when he heard this.

I, Pan Sen, am the number one God of War in the West. In the East, I am also the number one God of War. No one can surpass me!

"Honor drives me!"

Pan Sen glanced at the Spartan warriors beside him with breathtaking eyes.

"Uh!" The Spartan warrior trembled in his heart, nodded, raised the shield in his hand, and guarded Pan Sen.Resist the attack of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Huh!"

Pan Sen raised his Spartan round shield, put a [-]-meter long spear behind the round shield, jumped up, and landed on the front of the chariot.

"Ugh!"

With a low growl, Pan Sen squatted slightly, his whole body showing a perfect proportion, squatting on top of the chariot, his eyes were full of wild and murderous intent, staring at the Yellow Turban Army where Deng Tong was not far away, At this time, his breathing suddenly became heavy. Amidst the sound of puffing and puffing, Pan Sen exhaled a breath like white mist from his mouth and nose. It was the power of his qi and blood. A harbinger of a spurt.

A pair of armor-wrapped thighs, the muscles showed a bronze color, and the lumps were bulging. There was an invisible force condensing on Pan Sen, condensing, one meter, two meters, three meters, suddenly!

hum!
Pan Sen kicked his legs on the ground, and jumped up high, flying out from the frame. With the impact of the chariot and his own strong jumping ability, Pan Sen leaped high and flew high. , flying high in the air.

"Ok?"

Deng Tong, who was observing the situation on the battlefield, suddenly felt a terrifying aura lock on him.

He was a little restless, his eyelids twitched violently, and he couldn't help feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

"What's going on?" Deng Tong's eyes jumped.

"General, it's not good. The enemy army is so powerful that our army can't resist it!" A yellow-turban general escaped from the front line with great difficulty, galloped up to Deng Tong, and shouted loudly.

He was covered in blood, and he was almost unable to sit still on the horse. Just after he finished speaking, there was a whoosh!
An arrow flew from behind, and with a puff, it shot from the back of the yellow turban general's neck, passed through his mouth and nose, and brought out a stream of blood. The blood spattered far away, and the yellow turban general didn't even hum With a snort, he rolled over from his horse and fell to the ground, turning into a cold corpse.

"This!?"

Deng Tong was taken aback, who shot the arrow so amazingly?

"Left and right, quickly, escort me away, escort me away!"

At this moment Deng Tong was a little panicked, and then he was deeply afraid. This Han army is so powerful?

The Han army only has 3000 people, but our army has 5 people!
Deng Tong looked around the battlefield, and saw that the frontline soldiers of the Yellow Turbans had fallen in pieces and were scattered by the chariot formation. If it wasn't for the 5 to [-] people who were crowded and fled back and forth, they would be on the ground. They are all dead bodies, blocking the chariot, Liu Ye and his chariot may have rushed in front of Deng Tong!
"A little bit, what a pity!"

Dian Wei retracted his bow and arrow, shaking his head slightly.

(End of this chapter)