I'll wipe your sister! Judging from this guy's cool opening, it seems very difficult to deal with!

The fourteen Yellow Turban backbones can only protect seven of them, which shows that this will be a tough battle!

Looking at Zhang Yue who slowly took off, Wu Fan thought to himself.

After explaining the two task requirements, the prompt message disappeared, even if Wu Fan wanted to give up this task.

In other words, since Wu Fan entered the village and talked with Zhang Yue, this task has been launched in a forced mode.

Since things have come to this point, no matter how much entanglement is, it is useless. When recalling the second message of the message: "Defeat the Soul-Summoning Master", Wu Fan immediately thought of the seven candlesticks under the big cauldron, and hurriedly urged the horse to rush there, hoping to destroy these candlesticks as soon as possible.

Although Wu Fan knew nothing about the soul-summoning technique, his intuition told him that these seven candlesticks arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper must have a close connection with the soul-summoning technique!

Wu Fan's intuition was correct. When the dragon egg in his hand flashed towards the seven candlesticks, a loud bang suddenly sounded in his ear. The seven candlesticks seemed to have turned into seven spray wells, spraying red flames about ten meters high!

At the same time as the red flames that were spraying, a huge wave of force mixed with flames exploded from the candlestick to the surroundings. Even though Wu Fan had great strength, the dragon E flash in his hand was still bounced back at that moment, and he had to withdraw the horse to avoid being injured by the flames.

"This... this is the Seven-Star Soul-Calling Array! Be careful!"

Among the fourteen Yellow Turban backbones who were disguised as a disguise, someone shouted.

From this sentence, we can see that the function of these seven candlesticks is very important, but now there is no way to destroy it anymore.

Zhang Yue's body had risen more than ten meters high at this time. As soon as the Yellow Turban backbone finished speaking, the purple-black undercurrent undercurrent under Zhang Yue's body suddenly spread rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it covered all the ground of the entire village!

In an instant, a cold air reflected from the ground, causing Wu Fan to shivered. Huang Feidian, the claw under his crotch, also felt that these purple and dark currents were secretly murderous intent, and turned around uneasyly, and the horse's hooves were tapping the ground.

The fourteen Yellow Turban backbones were so cold that they fought, surrounded by a circle back to back, and looked vigilantly at the surrounding situation.

Zhang Yue in the air was muttering some French in his mouth, but when he heard it, he was sometimes far and sometimes approaching, and the undercurrents under everyone's feet surged quickly and slowly with the French. The clouds in the sky were completely shrouded by the purple and black aura, and the world was as dark as the end of the world.

The next moment, as Zhang Yue's voice suddenly increased, the candlesticks arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper spewed out flames again, and a creepy whimper came. In the purple and dark current, the Yellow Turban Army began to get up one after another!

Some of these Yellow Turban soldiers had arrows on their bodies, some had one of their arms cut off, and some even had no lower body to crawl on the ground... In short, all kinds of things were like before death. Their eyes were dull and unconscious, their skin was gray and bloody. They were sobbing mechanically in their mouths, and they all rushed towards everyone with weapons in their hands shaking from all directions!

Wu Fan immediately stepped forward and lifted a yellow turban army holding a spear. Seeing the Yellow Turban army falling a few meters away, they soon got up from the purple-black undercurrent, without any injuries on their bodies. Wu Fan frowned: It seems that these guys cannot be killed by conventional methods. In this way, even if he and these dozen Yellow Turban backbones are not killed by these guys, they will be exhausted to death!

Long E Shan in his hand picked up a few Yellow Turban Army soldiers who were close to him again. Wu Fan turned around and looked at the situation of the dozen Yellow Turban backbones, and happened to see that the Yellow Turban Army was getting up in the center of the circle they formed!

Wu Fan shouted "Be careful behind it"! Although the Yellow Turban backbone's reaction was pretty good, he was successfully attacked by the Yellow Turban army in the circle. In addition, the Yellow Turban army on both sides of the front attack. When Wu Fan urged his horse to temporarily resolve the crisis, one Yellow Turban backbone had already fallen down and many others were injured.

While the Yellow Turban Army around him had not yet completely surrounded him, Wu Fan approached the remaining thirteen Yellow Turban backbones:

"Every three of you stand together back to back, remember not to leave a gap in your back! The extra one should get on your horse and sit behind me!"

Everyone immediately dispersed and stood together according to Wu Fan's request. One of them was the most injured. With the help of his companions, he climbed onto Wu Fan's horse's back and sat behind Wu Fan.

Although the summoned Yellow Turban Army was numerous, its movements were not as straightforward as the real person, and it was even a little slow. I believe these twelve people could hold on for a while.

Despite this, we cannot be blindly optimistic. After all, human physical strength is limited, while these Yellow Turban Army are endless. Over time, we will inevitably fall into danger again due to lack of physical strength.

Especially in the Yellow Turban Army, archers also appeared in the Yellow Turban Army. Although the frequency of arrows is low, it is still a very big threat to these Yellow Turban backbones who are in a siege.

After picking dozens of Yellow Turban troops around him, Wu Fan glanced at a team of about thirty archers standing together, and was mechanically drawing arrows and aiming at the twelve Yellow Turban backbones dozens of meters away. Then, looking at the twelve Yellow Turban backbones, three of them were already injured on their shoulders.

You can't let these guys diffuse!

The thought flashed in his mind, and Wu Fan had already rode his horse toward the more than thirty archers. On the way, when he was breaking up the Yellow Turban Army surrounding him, a small yellow Turban leader in leather armor was stabbed through the heart by Wu Fan's halberd, and then raised his dragon egg and flew forward. The little leader's body rolled and fell out of the horse's head, smashing countless Yellow Turban Army, and immediately opened up a path.

Then, Wu Fan jumped into the team of more than thirty archers with his horse and his halberd in an instant. He raised his halberd and fell like chopping melons and vegetables. In a blink of an eye, he broke up the thirty archers.

He looked up and saw that Zhang Yue was at an altitude of more than twenty meters above. When Wu Fan was flying around his Yellow Turban Army, he pierced one of them with a halberd, and then swung his arms upwards with force. The Yellow Turban Army's body immediately flew towards Zhang Yue like a cannonball!

The reason why he used both arms was because Wu Fan's serious injury was not healed and his strength could not be exerted. If it were the past, such a distance and height would be enough for Wu Fan's single-handed strength.

Pang!!

The moment the Yellow Turban Army was about to hit Zhang Yue, a wave of purple and black air suddenly burst out from Zhang Yue's body, bounced back the Yellow Turban Army's body and fell in front of Wu Fan's horse. Then the Yellow Turban Army shaking its head and got up from the ground again, and was slapped away by Wu Fan's halberd!

The Yellow Turban backbone sitting behind Wu Fan blurted out when he saw this scene:

"It's useless. Zhang Yue is in a soul-suming state now. Ordinary objects cannot hurt him at all, unless..."

Speaking of this, the Yellow Turban backbone realized that he almost missed his mouth and quickly stopped him.

Wu Fan rushed left and right in the encirclement of the Yellow Turban Army, and said anxiously:

“Unless what?!”

The Yellow Turban backbone shook his head and said:

"This...is one of the only secrets left by our Yellow Turban Sect, I can't say it."

Wu Fan was so angry. The Yellow Turban Sect brought me, an outsider, into it. Life and death are unpredictable now. Do you still have the leisure to keep the shit secret!

Wu Fan was not in the mood to do his ideological work at this time. While waving his halberd with one hand, he pulled the Yellow Turban backbone behind him with the other hand:

"Believe it or not, I'll throw you off the horse now? Then you can keep this secret forever!"

The Yellow Turban Army was densely covered with layers of layers, so it was simply airtight. If it was thrown away, there was no possibility of survival. The Yellow Turban backbone changed his face and shouted:
Chapter completed!