Chapter 1482: The danger of the pot!

While Huang Xu and others were discussing how to put down Dong Zhuo's rebels, Zhao Yun also took the bag from Liu Bian and rushed to Jizhou.
Now Jizhou has a great number of thieves, relying on Zhang Jiao in the realm of heaven and immortality and Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao in the realm of earth and immortality, they have suppressed the five schools of the Northern Army led by Huang Fusong in Zhongshan.
Even the Yellow Turban Army pulled out some of its elites to go south to Qingzhou to help Changsha, and echoed with the Yellow Turbans led by Bocai who was confronting Lu Zhi at Changsha and Lu Zhi, and trapped Lu Zhi in Changsha City.
Zhao Yun was walking on the road, holding a bright silver gentian gun in his right hand. Looking around, there were a lot of devastations around him. There were many corpses lying on the left side of the road. Among them were civilians and soldiers from the Jizhou Army, and most of them were covered in yellow scarves. Yellow Turban thief.
"Zhangjiao thief!" Zhao Yun looked at the desolate scene around him, with fierce killing intent in his eyes, and the hand holding the bright silver gentian gun tightened unconsciously, and a trace of pressure radiated from him.
"Go to Huguan first. I heard that General Huangfu arranged for the Jingqi from Changshuiying to sit in Huguan, with the intention of cutting off the way for Zhangjiao thief to escape to Bingzhou..."
Zhao Yun thought to himself: "Now relying on the demon method of the three brothers of Zhang, the fifth school of the Northern Army led by General Huangfu has been stopped in the area of ​​Zhongshan, and the thief chief Zhang Liang personally led his troops to attack Huguan, with the intention of bringing Bingzhou and Jizhou. The road to get through..."
"If I kill Zhang Liang, I should be able to suspend the Yellow Turban offensive!"
Thinking of this, Zhao Yun didn't hesitate, and hurried towards Huguan with the bright silver gentian gun.
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As Zhao Yun hurried to Huguan, the Xiongguan that separated Bingzhou and Jizhou was already crumbling, and half of the pass was destroyed by some inexplicable force.
The guards of Changshuiying Jingqi and Huguan can only rely on the remaining half of the pass to support, but under the siege of the Yellow Turban army tens or even tens of times, the fall of Huguan will happen sooner or later.
"These people are really hard!" On a mound not far outside the Huguan, Zhang Liang was riding a yellow horse, looking at the long-term Huguan, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
"It seems that this general is going to do it himself!"
When everyone around heard Zhang Liang's words, there was a frenzy in their eyes, looking at Zhang Liang's eyes as if they were looking at a god.
They all witnessed Zhang Liang's great power that day, summoning the sky thunder to destroy half of the pot, and now that Zhang Liang plans to make another shot, the pot will be broken soon!
Zhang Liang caught the eyes of everyone in his eyes, feeling a little self-satisfied in his heart, and directly rose into the air, flying to the sky above the pot, and an ancient book exuding alarming pressure appeared in his hands.
"Tai Ping Yao Shu" Human Volume!
The three-volume celestial script that the old Nanhua immortal gave to Zhang Jiao at the beginning, which recorded the human scroll of the method of calling the wind and calling the rain, driving thunder and switching electricity, was handed over to Zhang Liang to practice.
The ground scroll that records the skill of throwing beans into a soldier, and the technique of imperviousness of the diamond is cultivated by Zhang Bao.
As for Zhang Jiao himself, what he cultivates is the most mysterious Tianjuan!
As the "Tai Ping Yao Shu" Renju appeared in Zhang Liang's hands, countless clouds gathered over the Huguan, and we could vaguely see the rolling thunder in the clouds.
Sky thunders shuttled through the clouds, exuding shocking pressure.
Zhang Liang was swollen in a robe, surrounded by thunders, and he didn't look angry and pretentious.
"Listen to the officers and soldiers in the city, now that they abandon the customs and surrender, there is still a chance to survive! If the sky thunder falls for a while, the pot will be closed and the chickens and dogs will not stay!