Chapter 215: Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique

The moment the Angry Vajra was destroyed, those five thousand Yellow Turban Warriors also seemed to suffer a heavy blow, spitting out a large mouthful of blood almost at the same time.

Then, row after row, they collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

The Yellow Turban Warriors' Angry Vajra battle formation: if one prospers, all prosper; if one suffers, all suffer!

The moment the Angry Vajra formation was broken, it meant the end of the Yellow Turban Warriors' lives.

"Yellow Turban Warriors, nothing more than this!"

"We return to the city!"

After breaking the Yellow Turban Warriors' battle formation, Su Li led Zhao Yu, the Crimson Blood Dragon Cavalry, and Zhang He to retreat toward Yecheng.

Without the threat of the Yellow Turban Warriors, the West Gate of Yecheng was quickly opened, and after they entered, it was closed again.

With no hope of breaching the gate, the Yellow Turbans were forced to shift their focus of attack to the city walls.

"Damn it! That outlander and his troops are truly an unstable factor."

Zhang Liang's face was ashen.

Even with him blessing the Yellow Turban Warriors with demonic power, they were no match for the opponent.

That combat power was simply heaven-defying.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Back in the city, Zhang He's body slumped, his waist and back aching; it was clear he had been beaten badly by the Yellow Turban Warriors.

If Su Li hadn't brought Zhao Yu and the Crimson Blood Dragon Cavalry to support him in time,

he probably would have died here today.

"Great kindness needs no thanks; I, Zhang He, will forever keep your support today in my heart, Brother Su."

"If there is ever a place where you need me, Brother Su, please give your orders! Even if it means climbing a mountain of blades or descending into a sea of fire, I, Zhang He, will not frown!"

Zhang He cupped his fists toward Su Li.

"Brother Zhang, you are too kind. I said we were like brothers from a past life, close friends!"

"Between friends, helping each other is only natural; there is no need for mountains of blades or seas of fire."

"I only hope that when you have time, Brother Zhang, you will visit my Baiyun Town more often, so we can drink and converse, and spar; wouldn't that be wonderful!"

Su Li smiled slightly.

As long as Zhang He visited Baiyun Town a few more times, back and forth,

there would always be a chance to poach him from the Inspector of Jizhou.

"Brother Su is righteous!"

Seeing Su Li treat him as such a close friend, Zhang He felt a surge of favor.

Moreover, they had just fought side-by-side; without Su Li, he might have been done for.

This was the camaraderie of life and death.

Farming Zhang He's favor was just a small interlude.

The battering ram specifically sent out by the Yellow Turban army had been destroyed, and the battle situation had to return to the initial stage.

The Yellow Turban army, like a yellow ocean covering the mountains and plains, kept attacking Yecheng continuously.

On both sides, as many as ten thousand troops were dying every moment.

It could be called the most tragic battlefield that any player who had come to this world, including Su Li, had ever seen.

Such a siege battle lasted until the afternoon.

Having failed to take Yecheng after a long siege,

Zhang Jiao, as the leader of the Yellow Turbans, was beginning to lose his patience.

At this moment.

The firmament became even gloomier, dark clouds gathered, and silver snakes danced, as if gestating something.

"It's coming..."

Beside Su Li was a mysterious person; he was dressed as a Crimson Blood Dragon Cavalry soldier, but without that blood-red aura.

At this time, the mysterious person stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze looking toward the Yellow Turban army camp with extreme solemnity.

The Yellow Turban army had changed its usual state, not rushing to attack, but lining up under the city, displaying nine extremely mysterious formations.

Faintly, they were in harmony with heaven and earth.

Dark clouds pressed down on the city, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, as if brewing some terrible offensive.

"My friend, do you know what the Yellow Turban side is preparing to do?"

Su Li asked curiously.

"Hmm..."

The mysterious person nodded and said: "If I am not mistaken."

"This should be a great technique from ancient times: the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique!"

"The formation laid out by the Yellow Turbans below is the formation guide for the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique, the Nine-Nine Tiangang Great Formation!"

"Once the formation is complete, they can summon wind and rain, and drive thunder and lightning."

"It looks like Zhang Jiao is prepared to capture Yecheng at any cost."

"He is even disregarding the people in the city."

Speaking of this, the mysterious person suddenly sighed, "Sigh, Master was right; Zhang Jiao has developed an obsession, fallen into the demonic path, and there is no turning back."

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Alright!

As soon as Su Li heard this, he knew that this mysterious person must have some connection to Zhang Jiao and the others, otherwise he wouldn't have let out this sigh.

But whether the mysterious person had a connection to Zhang Jiao, he didn't care.

What he cared about was...

"My friend, may I ask if there is a way to break this Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique you mentioned?"

Su Li asked immediately.

The Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique sounded very terrifying; once Zhang Jiao finished the setup, heaven knows what would happen.

"It's useless!"

The mysterious person shook his head: "This Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Technique uses the Nine-Nine Tiangang Great Formation laid out by all the Yellow Turbans and Zhang Jiao's own demonic Taiping Essential Arts Scroll of Heaven as the formation guide to summon the Nine-Fold Heavenly Thunder!"

"Unless you can simultaneously wipe out all the Yellow Turbans, or kill Zhang Jiao and seize the demonic book, it is impossible to stop the descent of the Nine-Fold Heavenly Thunder."

Alright.

Su Li heard this too.

It was completely an unsolvable existence.

After all, whether it was wiping out all the Yellow Turbans or killing Zhang Jiao, neither was something that could be done in a short time.

He could only watch helplessly as Zhang Jiao summoned wind and rain, drove thunder and lightning, and prepared to summon the Nine-Fold Heavenly Thunder at any cost.

At this moment.

Boom!

A bolt of thunder tore through the sky, startling everyone.

Most of the Han army also looked terrified, not knowing if that terrible thunder would fall.

Su Li couldn't help but sigh: "It's thundering, it's raining, time to go home and collect the laundry..."

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