This is Zhang Fei's dying roar, just like the most tragic cry erupted by a beast that fell into a trap. Ai Sui Chuan Can
That thunderous roar actually overshadowed the shouts of killing in the sky above the battlefield, shaking the soldiers dozens of feet around and causing their eardrums to sting.
Zhang Fei suffered a mental breakdown and went completely crazy.
He fluttered his snake spear and headed towards Yan Liang, killing like crazy. Anyone who stood in his way would be killed first.
Everyone who sees this crazy state will have this thought flashing through their mind: This man is already dying.
Jiang Qin, Zhu Huan, Pan Zhang and other generals all rode forward to block the attack, but Zhang Fei, who was in a frenzy, was able to repulse him within a few moves.
All the generals were shocked by Zhang Fei's violent force, and they could only avoid his sharp edge and retreat.
Even Gan Ning, who had already stepped into the ranks of top military generals, was unable to withstand Zhang Fei's crazy and beast-like offensive.
More than 10,000 Japanese troops have been killed.
Only Zhang Fei remained standing, single-handedly killing the besieging troops.
The 90,000 besieging troops were like a heavy ocean, coming from all directions. When Zhang Fei, the mad shark, broke through, more huge waves would surround him.
Facing such a dense siege, the furious Zhang Fei actually tore a bloody path and almost broke out of the siege.
"Where is Thief Yan? Come and fight me!" Zhang Fei, covered in blood, roared like a beast.
On the slope, Yan Liang saw this scene clearly, and saw the amazing energy that Zhang Fei aroused after being abandoned by Liu Bei, despondent and mentally stimulated.
"Looking at the entire Three Kingdoms, Zhang Fei is indeed the only one who can fight against Lu Bu. This man is going crazy. Guan Yu and Xu Chu have to give in."
While Yan Liang was sighing with emotion, he suddenly felt a bit of respect for Zhang Fei at this moment.
After many years in the world, there has been no one who can make Yan Liang respect him for a long time. Zhang Fei is one of them.
Respect is respect. How can Yan Liang, who has stepped into the realm of martial saint, be afraid of the challenge of Zhang Fei, a dying man?
With a sneer, Yan Liang clamped his horse's belly. He held the Green Dragon Sword in his hand and sat on the red rabbit horse. He was wearing golden armor and flew out like a golden lightning bolt.
"You all get out of the way. I will deal with this thief myself!" The thunderous thunder struck the eardrums of the soldiers, making their heads buzz.
The heavy siege was like a wave breaking open, creating a bloody path. The armies in the inner siege also dispersed in all directions, leaving a circle of open space.
Yan Liang rode straight into the formation and appeared in front of Zhang Fei under the admiring gaze of thousands of soldiers.
The majesty of the Nine Heaven God King suddenly appeared, and Zhang Fei, who was originally as violent as a beast, was instantly intimidated by Yan Liang's extremely strong aura, and his violent intentions were slightly suppressed.
"Zhang Fei, as of today, you still haven't seen Liu Bei's face clearly, are you still stubborn? Put down your weapons, dismount your horse and kneel before me. I may consider giving you a way out." Yan Liang pointed his green dragon sword, leaving no room for doubt.
In a tone of voice, he shouted to Zhang Fei.
Zhang Fei's mind stagnated for a moment, but in an instant he regained his ferocious appearance. Faced with Yan Liang's surrender, Zhang Fei burst into laughter as if he had heard a big joke.
"I, Zhang Fei, consider myself stupid and mistakenly trusted Liu Bei, a villain. However, you want me to surrender to you, but don't even think about it. The world is big and the earth is big. Even if I die, I, Zhang Fei, will never surrender to anyone again.
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The furious Zhang Fei could be said to have finally awakened at this moment.
He no longer fights for anyone. Today, he wants to fight for himself, challenge the mythical Yan Liang, and burn his last glory.
"Have you finally awakened? That's great. It's a pity that the whole world is not the king's land, and the shores of the land are not the king's ministers. Those who don't surrender to me, I have no choice but to completely obliterate them!"
Before he finished speaking, a bolt of fire and gold lightning shot out quickly.
Red Tuma and Yan Liang seemed to have merged into one body, and they shot out lightning at a speed that no one had time to see clearly.
Zhang Fei frowned, and before he could take a breath in time, a huge golden tower instantly stood in front of him.
Yan Liang, like a king in golden armor, swoops in with the power to destroy all living things.
The Green Dragon Sword in his hand tore through the air, and with the force of the violent waves, it slashed down on the head.
Before the blade arrived, the invisible blade energy was overwhelmingly suppressed, as if the air around Zhang Fei was being squeezed.
When it went out, a vacuum was formed, which almost gave Zhang Fei the illusion that he was about to suffocate.
Faced with such a powerful force, Zhang Fei's spirit stagnated, and he was surprised: "I haven't seen Yan Liang's martial arts for many years, but his martial arts seem to have improved greatly. Such power is actually as powerful as Lu Bu's at Hulao Pass.
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Feeling horrified, Zhang Fei did not dare to look down upon him. He was so anxious that he had the strength to hold up his snake spear and block it upwards.
In half a breath, Yan Liang's head-shattering look shook the world and made him weep.
Huh~~
There was a deafening metal strike and a hunting buzz, which impacted the eardrums of all the soldiers. The flying sparks stung the onlookers, making them unable to open their eyes.
This sword was so tyrannical that Zhang Fei felt the endless force, like water bursting from the Tianhe River, turned into a waterfall of ten thousand kilograms and fell on him.
Click, click, click!
The muscles in Zhang Fei's arms swelled under the impact of this gravity, and there were signs that they were about to break.
The moment the knife fell, the energy and blood in Zhang Fei's chest surged, and his raised arms were pressed down several inches.
"Yan Thief's martial arts actually surpassed Lu Bu!" After a fight, this shocking thought flashed through Zhang Fei's mind.
At Hulao Pass and outside Xuzhou City, Zhang Fei fought with Lu Bu several times, and he never failed in more than a hundred moves. No one understood Lu Bu's martial arts more deeply than he did.
Now, fighting Yan Liang, even one move was enough for Zhang Fei to judge that Yan Liang's martial arts had actually surpassed Lu Bu.
It has even surpassed the realm of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, and reached an unprecedented level.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Liang's mouth: "Zhang Fei, after so many years, your martial arts skills have not improved at all. Just wait and see."
As soon as Yan Liang finished his sarcastic words, he moved his arm and the second knife swept across like a millstone.
With extremely fast movements, extremely powerful strength, and exquisite moves, Yan Liang's sword is already an incomparable perfect move.
Zhang Fei had almost no room to think, so he could only use all his strength to block it again.
There was another sound of metal cracking, and Zhang Fei's figure was shaken. The tiger's mouth was shattered, and the blood in his chest was rolling like waves.
However, Yan Liang showed no mercy. The third and fourth moves, the perfect sword style, swung out like a long river.
The more Zhang Fei blocked, the more difficult he became, and the more frightened he became. He could not figure out how Yan Liang's martial arts could improve to such an extent.
It stands to reason that as an emperor, Yan Liang has not been on the battlefield for many years. His martial arts should be rusty, but how could he improve so much?
Zhang Fei did not know that as an emperor, Yan Liang controlled the life and death of the people in the world and managed the government, which greatly improved his character.
It was after being tempered by the emperor that Yan Liang's realm reached a new level. His leap in spiritual realm drove his martial arts to advance by leaps and bounds, and finally surpassed Lu Bu.
With Zhang Fei's resourcefulness, he certainly couldn't understand it. Now he could only respond to Yan Liang's domineering sword style with great doubts and horror in his heart.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty moves have passed.
In the fight between two of the world's most powerful figures, the blade wrapped around a land of several feet, sending up flying sand and rocks all over the sky. The ground was also cut into ravines, which was shocking.
Seeing this incredible battle in person, not to mention the ordinary soldiers, even top masters like Gan Ning were amazed by it.
Seeing Yan Liang display his peerless sword skills, he couldn't help but sigh: "Unexpectedly, after so many years, your majesty's martial arts have not deteriorated, but have made huge breakthroughs. With your majesty's current martial arts, even if Lu Bu comes back to life, he will be beheaded."
Get off the horse."
Gan Ning was extremely amazed at Yan Liang's martial arts, and so were the other generals.
Generals such as Zhu Huan mostly surrendered to Yan Liang. Now, seeing Yan Liang display his unparalleled sword skills, everyone is secretly rejoicing. What a right decision to surrender immediately to Yan Liang. Otherwise, his body and reputation will be destroyed.
He said, how could he have the glory he has today?
Everyone knew that they followed Yan Liang and created the Chu Dynasty, the greatest power that surpassed Qin and Han.
Their achievements and their heroic names will go down in history and become dazzling stars forever in the long history for future generations to admire.
And all of this is thanks to Yan Liang.
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p;At this moment, Gan Ning and other generals had no other thoughts for Yan Liang except to worship and homage him.
The 90,000 Chu soldiers even worshiped Yan Liang as if they were worshiping the divine emperor.
The admiration of the generals, the respect of the soldiers, and the reverence of everyone came in force, which further boosted Yan Liang's power and made his confidence increase several times.
Suddenly, Yan Liang let out a low roar, and his extremely powerful moves were like a lightning movie, sweeping towards Zhang Fei from all directions.
The destructive power of the heavy sword shadows stirred up dust and mist in the sky, and the sword movements were so fast that ordinary soldiers could hardly distinguish them with the naked eye.
Everyone knows that their great emperor has launched the strongest offensive. This thrilling battle will be decided in a few moves.
Everyone held their breath and became extremely nervous, as if they were immersed in the scene.
Everyone was even trembling, secretly thinking that if it were them, faced with such an offensive, they would probably not be able to withstand even one move, and they would be minced into pulp.
In the midst of the crowd's attention and the furious dust, a scream was heard.
A ray of cold light flew from the dust mist and penetrated deeply into the ground a few feet away.
That cold light unexpectedly hit Zhang Fei's eight-foot-long snake spear.
The dust mist gradually dispersed, and 90,000 pairs of eyes widened, shooting towards the battlefield in all directions.
In everyone's field of vision, they saw Yan Liang standing with his sword horizontally, still towering like a god.
A few steps away, Zhang Fei had been wounded several times, with blood gushing from all over his body. He staggered and fell heavily off the horse.