Chapter 657 The Peak Battle (6) is Unparalleled in Might
Chapter 657: The Peak Battle (6) The Might and Power of the World
Xiang Yu wanted to say that killing Zhang Ying with a halberd was nothing more than a trivial matter.
Immediately, Xiang Yu took advantage of the situation and made a sweeping move, directly cutting off the leg of the horse closest to him, and Yuan Shu's Lei Bo, who was on the horse, also carried him off the horse.
"Sweep thousands of armies." Xiang Yu shouted, waving his halberd.
After a large sweep, accompanied by the sound of weapons breaking, several people were seen being knocked away. As for other people who were close to Xiang Yu, they were all forced back by the halberd.
Xiang Yu stepped on Lei Bo's back with his left foot and looked at everyone around him coldly. For a moment, no one dared to step forward because of his ferocious power.
"Spare... spare my life..."
No matter how hard he struggled, Lei Bo couldn't get up. He could only beg for mercy angrily, but in exchange, it was Xiang Yu's fatal kick.
"Remember not to be my enemy again in the next life."
After saying this, Xiang Yu's right foot suddenly stepped on Lei Bo's head, crushing a human head in public.
The brain mixed with blood splashed everywhere, but the part that splashed towards Xiang Yu was blocked by the Gangqi gauze clothes. He was so thin that he was not even qualified to dirty the corners of Xiang Yu's clothes.
Yuan Shu's expression behind the formation suddenly turned extremely ugly when he saw this. Just now, he was laughing at Liu Yao because Zhang Ying was instantly killed by Xiang Yu, but now it was his own men's turn. This slap in the face must have been too fast. p>
Xiang Yu's cruel tactics shocked everyone's heart, but they were still angry because everyone knew that Xiang Yu was really powerful.
Xiang Yu smiled coldly when he saw this, and then continued to charge into the crowd, using his flexibility to continuously harvest the lives of the generals.
Seeing that Xiang Yuli was getting closer and closer, Yan Baihu and Yan Xing, who had surrendered to Sun Jian, immediately joined forces with Yu Juluo, Han Qinhu and Yang Lin to intercept him.
"Xiang Yu, suffer death."
Yu Juluo shouted loudly, and then all the internal energy in his body surged into his hands, and he suddenly slashed at Xiang Yu's head.
Xiang Yu dodged sideways, and when he was about to fight back, Yang Lin and Han Qinhu joined forces to attack again. They could only block the combined attack of the two men by raising their halberds, which also exposed their backs to the Yan Baihu brothers.
"Good opportunity, kill."
Yan Baihu saw the opportunity, and his brother Yan Xing attacked Xiang Yu's abdomen secretly.
Xiang Yu didn't even look at it, and immediately jumped back. When it passed over the two people's heads, he swung the big halberd and the two heads flew backwards.
Before Xiang Yu even landed, Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan attacked him from the left, while there were five generals on the right, forming a pincer attack.
"The overlord carries the cauldron."
With a loud shout, Xiang Yu volleyed his halberd towards Xiahou Dun. Seeing this, Xiahou Yuan's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and he immediately came to Xiahou Dun's side.
The Xiahou brothers joined forces, and although they blocked Xiang Yu's domineering halberd, they were also hit directly and the men and horses were pushed back more than ten meters.
The crisis was not over yet. As soon as Xiang Yu landed, the five generals immediately attacked him and launched attacks simultaneously without hesitation.
Boom...
After a loud noise, Xiang Yu was seen holding a halberd in his left hand, blocking the weapons from the five generals, while Yuan Shao's Lu Weiheng was preparing to sneak attack on him from his right.
"Xiang Yu, your head belongs to me, Lu Weiheng."
Xiang Yu had a look of disdain on his face, then he made a fist with his right hand, blocked the shot with one punch, and then turned his fist into a claw shape and struck towards Lu Wei.
"Death."
After a loud shout, Xiang Yu smashed Lu Weiheng's breastplate with one claw, and then penetrated Lu Weiheng's chest with one claw.
Looking at the arm pierced into his chest, Lu Weiheng said in disbelief: "How... is this possible..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Weiheng's body was kicked away by Xiang Yu, and then he held a halberd in both hands. The five generals who were wrestling with him were all bounced away.
A cold light flashed in Xiang Yu's eyes, and then he held the halberd in his right hand again and said coldly: "Take the move, pick eighteen with one hand."
Eighteen halberds emerged and struck overwhelmingly at the five generals on the opposite side. The five generals felt as if they were being attacked by eighteen people. They could not resist. Four of them were directly strangled by this move, and one was seriously injured and dying. The four people who died were Li Feng under Yuan Shu, Jiang Shi under Tao Qian, Zhou Xi and Zhou Yin under Wang Lang.
As for the one who was seriously injured and dying, it was Zhu Zhi under Sun Jian.
Zhu Zhi's armor had been shattered, and he was enduring pain that was worse than death. He didn't even have the strength to move.
Looking at Xiang Yu who was gradually walking towards him, Zhu Zhi showed a desperate expression.
"Devil, suffer death."
A young man held a spear and stabbed Xiang Yu in the neck from behind. Xiang Yu didn't even look at it. He turned his head to avoid the shot and then kicked him in the back.
The young man blocked the shot, but was kicked away by Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu continued to walk towards Zhu Zhi as if he had driven away a mosquito.
"Being afraid will soon be freed."
Xiang Yu said indifferently, then raised his feet and was about to give Zhu Zhi a good blow when a roar came from behind.
"Stop, you are not allowed to kill Uncle Zhu."
The young man roared and rushed towards Xiang Yu with a gun. Seeing this, Zhu Zhi shouted in panic: "Young Master, don't come over."
The young man seemed as if he had not heard anything. The spear in his hand had only one target, and that was Xiang Yu's heart.
Xiang Yu didn't seem to take the young man seriously at all, and still didn't even look back. The young man was even more overjoyed to see this.
Closer, closer.
The young man's thoughts were destined to become extravagant hopes. Xiang Yu's head seemed to have eyes. Just when the spear was about to hit him, he ducked sideways and grabbed the young man's neck, lifting the young man up. Sun Jian, who was behind the formation, suddenly felt dizzy after seeing this scene, and then exclaimed: "Cer, why is he running there?"
Cao Cao on the side suddenly changed his expression and said seriously: "Second brother, is that your wise nephew?"
Sun Jian nodded bitterly, then stood up and prepared to rescue him personally, but was stopped by Cao Cao.
"Second brother, don't panic. The good nephew has fallen into the hands of Xiang Yu. Second brother, you don't even have the past. Besides, although Xiang Yu is prolific in killing people, he probably won't kill the young man like the good nephew."
Sun Jian paused for a moment, looking towards the battlefield with a hopeful look on his face, praying in his heart: "Ce'er, nothing will happen to you."
As death approached, Sun Ce felt cold all over. While struggling unwillingly, he shouted: "Let me go, let me go quickly."
Xiang Yu was just about to squeeze the prisoner in his hands to death, but when he saw that the prisoner was still a young man, he was stunned.
"Boy, you dare to challenge me, Xiang Yu, at such a young age. You are so courageous."
Xiang Yu's eyes flashed with admiration, and then he said calmly: "What's your name?"
"Sun...Sun...Ce..." Sun Ce said with difficulty.
When he thought of Zhu Zhi calling this young man Young Master, a glimmer of understanding flashed in Xiang Yu's eyes, and he said calmly: "It turns out he is Sun Jian's son."