Dilapidated Graveyard

Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty?

It doesn't make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry.

Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human?

Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts!

Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs. "This must be some mythical story, right? Even I'm not normal anymore."

Mythical Three Kingdoms

"Zhang Jiao, that guy..." Nanhua looked helpless, then shifted his tone, "I want to kill Yu Ji, who knows where he is? I suspect he's trying to plunder the national fortune."


"No wonder, I was wondering why I couldn't beat him anymore." Zixu was startled, then nodded, "If he really does that, count me in. At least Zhang Jiao had some restraint, but Yu Ji is just a madman."


"I gave the legacy back then, but one thing I need to clarify: Zhang Jiao's mana has nothing to do with me. Though I've practiced for many years, we all witnessed what happened back then. To be honest, I'm no match for him in single combat," Nanhua said with a cold smile.


Zuo Ci and Zixu exchanged glances, seeing understanding in each other's eyes, as well as shock.


"It's just as we estimated. What a clever Thirty-Six Stratagems. In the end, who tampered with it?" Zixu asked. Zhang Jiao's mana was said to be strong enough to pierce the heavens, but unfortunately, he still fell in the end.


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