The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, and the year is in Jiazi, and the world is very lucky!

The roar of the weak and dreams gathered together in the prosperous era of the Huangtian, and the fiery dream that he would never give up even if he died. It was the most glorious memory that Chen Fei had never forgotten even after sleeping for thousands of years. He shared the same hatred of the enemy, and the sword pointed to the tiger and the bell followed, and thousands of troops avoided the white robe. Who dared to compete with the sun?

"The enemy general has been killed by me!"

"The murderer is Chen Fei of the Yellow Turban!"

"The year is in Jiazi, and the world is very lucky!"

The years that once thought they would never go back again, now reappeared in this incredible world. An ugly but majestic young man walked to Chen Fei with a burly black war horse like a dragon, and suddenly knelt down on one knee and whispered: "General, please get on the horse!" A low but scorching voice sounded in his ears, causing Chen Fei's consciousness to slowly return to his body. His still stiff palm gently stretched out and stroked the strong body of the dark horse. The handsome mount seemed to recognize Chen Fei and raised a horse's neigh like a dragon's roar, and his four hooves excitedly stepped on the yellow sand.

This was the mount when Chen Fei led his army to aid Yingchuan City. He had already died in the battlefield, but he did not expect that even it had turned into a heroic spirit and appeared here.

The slender five fingers held the reins tightly, and a trace of firmness appeared on Chen Fei's face. He rolled over the horse with force and clamped his legs. The war horse that had turned into a heroic spirit stood up with a long neigh. The horse's hooves that were as big as a bowl fell hard on the sand, and two deep pits burst out exaggeratedly. Chen Fei faced the heroic spirit army that had stopped at some point in time. The expression on the pale face was a change that he had not even noticed.`

From that false gentleness and harmlessness to become real - looking down on others and wantonly, the spirit is so flying that it is impossible to look directly at. Even though the eyes are still dark and even if the face is still pale, the invisible momentum alone is enough to make 90% of the heroes in the world pale in front of him!

That's it, it will definitely not be the assassin!

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Looking at Chen Fei's changes, a heroic and pleasant smile emerged from Iskandal's mouth. In the laughter that almost pierced the eardrums, the sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle and falcon looked at Chen Fei who was high above the war horse with a satisfied expression, and said loudly: "I want to burn all the fanatical fighting spirit of the world. Hahaha, it's not bad, it's so satisfying! In this way, it's what Wang Dangyou looks like, assas privately! How? Do you want to join my command and pursue the endless sea with me? My heart is enough to accommodate your hot ambitions!"

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Chen Fei's long sword named Dark Sun was unsheathed. The cold light pointed directly at Iskandal's army and responded loudly: "What a pity, Iskandal, Iskandal, I am not the king, but my comrades will never surrender to any guy! Moreover, I also have reasons for this holy grail. `So..."

A sharp and pure sword intent rose from Chen Fei's body, and a smile of remembrance appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth. He raised the sharp sword in his hand high and said softly: "The sky is dead!" The next moment, the echo that could directly overturn the entire world rose into the sky from the Yellow Turban Army behind him.

"Huang Tian should stand!"

The army that disrupts the world———join the war!

Amid the crazy roar, Chen Fei and his cavalry charged forward, and the endless Yellow Turban Spirits followed him like a wave, with a terrifying momentum like a volcanic explosion, just like. Thousand years ago! Such a charge was reflected in Iskandal's eyes, but the king did not have a trace of anger or dissatisfaction. Instead, he opened his arms excitedly and laughed enough to make the whole world tremble: "Hahaha. Did you see it? Everyone! Such a heroic man is my enemy this time. Using this battle as a banquet for the return of the king is really... so wonderful!"

Amid the laughter, Iskandal shook the reins fiercely, and the huge war horse neighed wildly. He rushed towards the heroic spirit of the Yellow Turban Army like a wave, "Charge! Let them know that victory will eventually belong to us!"

"Drink!"

The violent roar, the sound of steel tearing apart the flesh and blood - the army of the kings conquering the world, the Yellow Turbans that chaotic the world, emerged from the dusty history, and the two legendary armies that could never have met started a crazy fight in this illusory world!

With his hand stretched out and slapped the mount under his crotch, Chen Fei's upright body jumped up from the war horse, and the long sword in his hand drew a cold arc and slashed hard towards the conquering king Iskandal - Come on, Iskandal!

Boom ~

......

In the world that was so hot that blood was drying up, endless yellow sand slowly disappeared, and the gloomy night sky, the commercial street shining with neon lights reappeared again. Chen Fei stood there panting, with the long sword in his hand firmly pressing against Iskandal's throat, but it did not penetrate, because the equally sharp sword edge had stopped at his neck at this time - the conquering king Iskandal still looked brave on his face, and the right hand holding the sword was as stable as cast by pig iron.

"Assas, you're very good!" A smile appeared slightly, Iskandal shook his wrist and tied the sword across Chen Fei's neck back into the scabbard, causing Weber to almost cry - this is a Holy Grail War. As long as the opponent waves it gently, he and the Conquer King can be eliminated directly. How could he easily put the sword down? In front of him is the enemy who was fighting desperately just now!

...How did such a fool conquer the world!

In the bitter young man's somewhat desperate eyes, Chen Fei did not start directly as he thought. The treasure in his hand turned into a cold light and retracted it into the scabbard on his waist. The black battle robe on his body slowly dissipated in an instant, and then turned back to the loose modern outfit. With the pale face that looked a bit delicate, it looked like a gentle scholar at first glance.

But Weber clearly understood what kind of powerful fighting posture was hidden under such a thin body!

That is, it is enough to make people unable to raise any resistance.

"Assas private n, if you change your mind, come to me as long as you have. There is always a seat in my army that belongs to you!" With a heroic smile at Chen Fei, Iskandal pulled out his long sword from his waist and slashed hard into the sky. Endless thunder fell wildly, shaking the city strongly-

Treasures, Divine Power Treasure Wheel!

"So, goodbye, assas, don't die first..."

Amid the thunderous laughter, the figure of the Conquer King Iskandal disappeared from the chariot of Shenjun and the sky. Only Chen Fei stood silently. After a long time, Chen Fei said softly to the direction of the Conquer King's departure: "Thank you, Iskandal!" Then he turned around and left. In his heart, the voice of the young priest Yan Feng Kirei echoed gently.

"Assas, Saber and his lord have already come out of his castle, so, come back now!"

...Is the Holy Grail War going to really begin?.

(Thank you, Luo Hua Youdao, chubby, Bei Ming Youxue's monthly ticket, and Zi Yue Mingkong, the rapist's defense lawyer, Liu Guangxu, the rampage novel, rdyug, the dry girl Kuang San, Yi Ye, the bloody dark wolf, irreplaceable for your reward, thank you)
Chapter completed!