Chapter 432

Moreover, maintaining the Shanhe Painting consumed a lot of physical strength, and the elderly Lu Zhi simply couldn't withstand such consumption.

The curtain of the landscape painting began to gradually dim, and the power of the golden dragon was also gradually decreasing.

Looking at Zhang Jiao, with the blessing of the Heavenly Book, he was not affected at all, and the thunder he released was even increasing.

Shift of Stars!

A curtain of light, as brilliant as the starry sky, blocked the sky above Ye, blocking the bombardment of many heavenly thunders, and fluorescent light kept falling from the sky onto all the Han army units below.

Ju Shou and the others were also consuming their physical strength to maintain the curtain of light.

Even Xun You expanded the range of the Alienation Formation Art, producing alien fire to collide with the heavenly thunder.

This was a contest between strategists.

Whether it was Lu Zhi, Ju Shou, Xun You, or Zhang Jiao, they all belonged to the strategists, attacking and defending against each other.

Several bolts of heavenly thunder fell near Liu Bei, about to kill the Han army units near him.

"Drink!"

Guan Yu shouted loudly and struck immediately; the Green Dragon Crescent Blade slashed out a green, dragon-like blade light that shot straight into the clouds, shaking two bolts of heavenly thunder head-on!

Zhang Fei did not want to be outdone either; the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand danced with a black angry lion that roared at the sky.

The heavenly thunder and the angry lion collapsed simultaneously, disappearing into the air.

Liu Bei's side was also attacked by falling heavenly thunder from time to time.

But Su Li's side was somewhat unexpected.

He discovered that no heavenly thunder had fallen near him...

Su Li subconsciously looked at the mysterious person beside him.

If he guessed correctly.

The reason why no heavenly thunder fell was probably because the mysterious person was nearby.

Originally, Su Li had prepared to resist the heavenly thunder summoned by Zhang Jiao with all his might.

However, there was no heavenly thunder attacking him now.

He was just happy to be at ease.

He could preserve his physical strength to welcome the final battle later.

Hmm.

If Su Li guessed correctly.

This thunder art was the final swan song of the Great Virtuous Teacher Zhang Jiao.

As long as Lu Zhi and the others blocked the heavenly thunder, then it would be the moment for the Han army to counterattack the Yellow Turbans.

However, Zhang Jiao's Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Art had the blessing of the Scroll of Heaven of the Taiping Essential Arts, its power was huge, and the falling heavenly thunder was extremely dense and very powerful.

Occasionally, heavenly thunder would break through the defenses of strategists like Lu Zhi and Ju Shou, turning the Han army below into charcoal.

Boom!

Boom!

Bolts of heavenly thunder swept across, and more than a dozen giant bed crossbows and catapults were destroyed by the heavenly thunder; the nearby arrow towers also showed cracks, and stones fell off.

The arrow towers of Ye, which were taller than the city walls, were even easier targets for the heavenly thunder.

The Han army soldiers, who could be attacked by heavenly thunder at any time, fell into panic, but there was nowhere to escape because the attacks of the heavenly thunder had no pattern.

Suddenly breaking through the defenses of Lu Zhi and the others, one would fall, making it impossible to guard against.

After the heavenly thunder bombardment continued for a period of time.

The city walls of Ye were burning fiercely everywhere, emitting black smoke.

Even the city gate had been struck by several bolts of heavenly thunder, and it began to crack.

Under the bombardment of the heavenly thunder, the number of Han army units killed had exceeded one hundred thousand, and many blank areas had been cleared on the city walls.

Of course!

It was not just the Han army units; the Huang Jin side also suffered heavy losses.

Due to the defense of Lu Zhi and the others, more heavenly thunder was deflected to the Huang Jin side.

Instantly causing large-scale damage, and the wailing and screaming never stopped.

It lasted for more than half an hour, and all the people in the entire city of Ye fell into panic.

Finally, at a certain time node.

Zhang Jiao could no longer support the continuous casting of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Art; his face was pale, and he almost fell from the high platform, but was supported by Zhang Bao.

"Cough, cough, cough... tell Third Brother to hurry up and capture Ye..."

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