The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

"Are you threatening me?"

Du Yu narrowed his eyes, and terrifying power rose up in his body. At this moment, the Zhuxian Sword appeared directly in his hand as the Yellow Turban Messenger finished speaking.

Wow~~~~~~~~~

The bloody evil aura began to spread, corroding the wooden tables and chairs around Du Yu to the point of decay, as if they had experienced tens of thousands of years in a short period of time.

Boom!

The wooden tables and chairs around Du Yu exploded and scattered, and the strong air flow brought shock waves across all directions, knocking the Yellow Turban messenger and the ten following generals back.

Especially the Yellow Turban Messenger, who was the weakest. At this moment, he was hit by the blood-colored evil energy all over Du Yu's body. His whole face turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat.

puff!

The Yellow Turban Messenger vomited blood and his face was like gold paper.

When he looked at Du Yu again, his eyes were full of fear.

He miscalculated.

I didn't expect that Du Yu would take action at the first disagreement, completely ignoring his identity as the Yellow Turban Messenger!

"I usually don't like to cause trouble. If others don't offend me, I won't find trouble for others. I don't have to deal with you Yellow Turban Army because that's a matter for the Han Empire."

"But now, you are threatening me to kill all my people in Qilin Town."

"Tell me what I should do with you."

Du Yu's body swayed, and in an instant he was within half a meter in front of the Yellow Turban Messenger under the frightened gaze of the Yellow Turban Messenger. Du Yu grabbed the Yellow Turban Messenger's collar with one hand and directly lifted the frightened guy in front of him, full of murderous intent. looked directly at him.

There are two things that Du Yu hates most in his life.

The first one is betrayal.

The second is that others threaten him.

This Yellow Turban messenger threatened Du Yu with the life and death of everyone in Qilin Town. He was simply seeking death.

At this moment, Du Yu had already labeled this guy as going to report to the Lord of Hell.

"Be bold!"

"presumptuous!"

"Let go of the messenger!"

When Du Yu raised the Yellow Turban Messenger with one hand, the ten generals following the Yellow Turban Messenger also reacted. They saw the swords in their hands unsheathed, and they all roared at Du Yu in shock and anger.

This Yellow Turban Messenger is Zhang Mancheng's confidant.

The Yellow Turban generals present all knew this. No matter how domineering this guy was, nothing could happen to him, especially he couldn't be killed while they were protecting him.

Otherwise, they may have a difficult time in the future.

Du Yu looked at a group of yellow turban generals. The hand holding the yellow turban messenger remained motionless. Even though these yellow turban generals had drawn their swords one by one, Du Yu remained unmoved.

"What, you want to fight with me?" Du Yu said with interest as he looked at a group of yellow scarf generals who were eyeing him eagerly.

"Go together!"

"Save the messenger, kill him!"

"kill!"

The Yellow Turban generals obviously ignored Du Yu's words. After looking at each other, a group of people came directly to kill them, trying to snatch people from Du Yu's hands.

"court death!"

Du Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand flashed with blood. Then the sword light flashed and he swung ten swords in succession within one second.

Swish, swish, swish!

The unparalleled physical strength gives Du Yu unparalleled speed!

The speed of swinging the sword was so fast that these battle-hardened Yellow Turban generals were unable to react.

Then they felt their hands were empty, and saw their weapons exploding one after another, and a chill went down their necks. The eyes of the ten yellow turban generals widened, and the next moment they felt the world was spinning, and they themselves flew up. The last thing their eyes saw was blood flowing from them. A group of headless corpses erupted from the neck.

Clang!

The Zhuxian Sword was returned to its sheath, and there was not a trace of blood on the blade.

thump! thump!

The ten yellow turban generals who came to fight fell to the ground one after another, their heads missing.

"It's ridiculous that some ordinary generals and elite generals also want to steal people from me." Du Yu sneered, his eyes once again fell on the other Yellow Turban Messenger held in his hand. At this moment, the Yellow Turban Messenger was looking at Du Yu. Not scared, but completely stunned.

In his eyes, Du Yu is simply a devil with no taboos.

it turns out……

Six ordinary generals and four elite generals were killed with just one move.

Moreover, these generals were members of the envoy, and they were killed at the same time without hesitation.

Isn't it the envoy of Bu Zhan during the war?

What happened to the owner of Panlong Valley?

The Yellow Turban Messenger was trembling all over, and the pride in his eyes was completely gone, leaving only deep despair and horror. He finally realized that all his previous experiences were probably of no use to the young man in front of him. This man was a lunatic who dared to do anything.

"Sir, don't kill me."

"Don't kill me. I am the envoy of the Yellow Turban Army. You can't kill the envoy..."

The Yellow Turban messenger burst into tears. At this moment, he gave up all dignity and begged for mercy. He was afraid that if he begged for mercy too late, he would be killed by Du Yu with a sword, just like those headless Yellow Turban generals who were killed.

"What a wimp."

Du Yu looked at the Yellow Turban Messenger struggling and begging for mercy in his hands, and was speechless for a moment.

I originally thought this guy could toughen up a bit.

never mind.

When Du Yu thought of this, he waved the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand.

Uh-huh!

With a flash of sword light, the Yellow Turban Messenger, who was constantly begging for mercy, stiffened suddenly, and his big head rose directly into the sky, and he could no longer die.

"The envoys will not be killed when the two armies are fighting?"

"I won't do this." Du Yu grinned and threw the headless body of the Yellow Turban Messenger to the ground.

"And even if you kill the envoy, you will only become a mortal enemy of the Yellow Turban Army. I originally thought that I would cause trouble with the Yellow Turban Army after a while, but now it seems that the plan has been moved forward. Since you come to trouble me , let’s get rid of you first, and then it’s time to earn some meritorious deeds and get an official position before the Han Empire completely collapses.”

"Lord, are you okay?"

"Lord, what happened?"

At this time, the Qilin soldiers who heard the noise outside also pushed the door open and entered. When they came in and saw the corpses of a group of yellow scarf generals on the ground, they were immediately shocked.

"Nothing."

Du Yu opened his mouth and ordered: "Dispose of these corpses, dig a hole and bury them. At the same time, send some people outside the city to kill all the thousands of soldiers who came from the Yellow Turban Army envoy, leaving no one behind."

"promise!"

The Qilin soldiers took the order and began to take action.