Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Countless fire phoenixes flew out from the tip of Zhao Yun's spear.

They bombarded the two of them indiscriminately.

"Pfft~"

The burly man coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body covered in wounds.

His companion stood in front of the console he had been operating.

Zhao Yun glanced at the control panel, unsure of what the other side was up to, but it was clear that the control panel was very important; otherwise, the other side would not have been willing to abandon their comrades to protect it.

"Is this guy... really human?"

The burly man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; his injuries were rapidly healing as his internal energy was being depleted.

"What a powerful move!" Zhao Yun stared at the burly man with a strange expression. The man had used a technique that resembled rapid recovery.

However, it is much more complex and profound, and can be seen as an advanced version of the rapid recovery method.

Despite suffering severe injuries, he was able to quickly heal all his wounds. The effect was so strong that Zhao Yun even hallucinated that his opponent was a divine cultivator who used the ability of "immortality of mind and body".

But this one has an even lower barrier to entry, and the only cost is the consumption of internal energy, making it a move tailor-made for Zhao Yun.

Although the opponent's internal energy was waning, indicating that this move was extremely taxing, it was the last thing Zhao Yun needed to worry about.

The slight exertion was replenished in a single breath.

"There are still some details I haven't seen clearly, I need to look at them again!" Zhao Yun squinted his eyes, not expecting such an unexpected gain.

"Hold on a little longer, we'll be done soon!" the sword-wielding man transmitted to the burly man.

"I see!"

The burly man looked at Zhao Yun with a solemn expression. For them, who considered themselves strong, this monster was a great mockery.

The burly man's injuries had healed, but the humiliation he felt filled him with immense anger.

Zhao Yun didn't even notice him. He could feel that Zhao Yun's gaze had only lingered on him at the beginning, and then never looked at him directly again.

As a master of breaking through boundaries, he had never been ignored like this before. A fire burned in the strong man's heart. He had never been so humiliated!
"Go! I refuse to believe that the two of us together can't take him down!" the burly man roared.

The internal energy surged through his body, causing terrifying muscles and bulging veins to appear. Accompanied by crackling sounds, his bones grew taller and taller, one by one.

The burly man admitted that he had underestimated his opponent.

Their opponents were simply not a match they could handle on their own.

As a master of breaking boundaries, he also has his own pride.

We had to act now.

"Stop holding back! If we keep holding back, we'll both die here!" the burly man roared.

"I know without you telling me!" The man with the sword took a deep breath, and his body also began to grow rapidly.

"This kind of secret technique?" Zhao Yun saw through the essence of this secret technique: a technique that causes a surge in the mixing of essence, energy, and spirit.

The effect may not be as good as Zhang Fei's, but it has the advantage of being popularized, which also opened Zhao Yun's eyes.

This also made Zhao Yun feel a bit of pressure.

Regardless, they are both experts at the Breakthrough Level, and each of them could fight Zhao Yun for at least several hundred rounds.

Such people are all exceptionally talented, fortunate, gifted, and of excellent character, even when facing a top-tier expert like Zhao Yun.

Even when suppressed, after adjusting, they felt no fear whatsoever, but rather were filled with fighting spirit.

"Up!"

The burly man stomped his foot on the ground, bursting into a frenzied high speed towards Zhao Yun. The powerful force caused the surrounding air to swirl with crimson flames, and the resulting gale swept everything around him backward.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes as he watched the sudden attack from his opponent.

After using the secret technique, the opponent's combat power doubled.

Compared to before, it's significantly stronger.

Gripping his broadsword tightly, the burly man unleashed his rage, hacking wildly at Zhao Yun.

Under Zhao Yun's suppression, the strong man unleashed an indomitable momentum, feeling that he had never been so free and had never so wildly released his power.

The feeling of unleashing a single slash, even exhausting his inner energy, fascinated him. This was his ultimate power, concentrating all his inner energy into a single point for a powerful burst.

He had never truly experienced this level of power before.

The enormous blade of light burst forth with a dark red glow, frantically squeezing out all the vital energy within its body, surpassing its previous limits, and unleashing the most powerful strike of its life at Zhao Yun.

The visual distortion was a testament to its terrifying power.

"cut!"

As the burly man's attack drew near, Zhao Yun finally made his move. He had also figured out some tricks to maximize his strength based on his own characteristics.

That is, striking first after the enemy has made their move, and only taking action after sensing the greatest threat, which allows him to reach the highest potential.

The spear thrust fiercely at the broadsword in the burly man's hand.

In the next instant, a deafening roar erupted between the two. The immense force unleashed by the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear at the moment of contact directly shattered the burly man's strike, knocking him back.

On one occasion, the spreading power shattered the inner energy armor, leaving a hole the size of a large bowl in the strong man's body.

"Slash!" The man wielding the sword roared and slashed at Zhao Yun.

The sword light twisted and contorted, breaking the space wherever it passed.

Zhao Yun drew his Qinggang sword, swung it backhand, and slashed directly at the center of the visual distortion, forcefully shattering the distortion with his powerful attack.

Zhao Yun followed up with a spear thrust, and the sword-wielding man, forced back, suddenly leaped to the side, his hair standing on end. The tip of the Dragon Gallant Spear grazed past the armor on his chest, sparks flying.

The burly man roared to the sky, his injuries already healed.

While still feeling lingering fear, his eyes also blazed with a burning intensity. This power, this strength, was exactly what he had always craved!

Today, it's either you or me who dies!
The dangerous feeling of dancing on a blade instilled a profound fear in the burly man, but it also fueled his inherent martial artist's pursuit of power.

With a roar, the burly man's momentum, which had already reached the barrier, seemed to have broken through some kind of limit, rising several points again, even as his internal energy was running low.

The strong man's divine will actually began to break through, reaching the level of divine breakthrough.

"Cut! Cut! Cut!"

With three consecutive powerful slashes, the burly man unleashed a blade of light even stronger than the one he had just pushed to his limit with, each strike more powerful than the last.

However, Zhao Yun didn't dodge at all. He directly used his spear to unleash his inner energy and blocked the three blows.

To think that three full-force strikes comparable to those of a top-tier expert could defeat Zhao Yun is simply wishful thinking.

"go to hell!"

After the burly man unleashed three consecutive slashes, all of which were blocked by Zhao Yun, he showed no discouragement. Instead, as if he had gained some enlightenment, he unleashed all his power, controlled by his mental strength, and slashed at Zhao Yun. In that instant, the essence of heaven and earth broke through Zhao Yun's inner energy domain, surging towards the burly man and forming an incomparably bright slash that seemed to cut through everything in its path, as if it were slicing through Zhao Yun's entire being.

Zhao Yun felt a surge of crisis; this attack made him feel the same sense of danger he would have faced when confronting Guan Yu directly.

"What a powerful blow!"

Without holding back, Zhao Yun unleashed his full power; at a time like this, if he didn't give it his all, someone would die.

Zhao Yun's Dragon Gallant Silver Spear transformed into a silver dragon, and to the astonishment of the burly man and the swordsman, it swept the burly man and his sword away like leaves in a whirlwind.

With a deafening roar, the burly man was pierced into the earth's core by Zhao Yun's spear, his entire body crashing into the ground like a meteorite falling, leaving behind a crater amidst the booming sound.

Zhao Yun turned his gaze to the man with the sword, who looked as if facing a formidable enemy. He simply couldn't understand why Zhao Yun was so terrifying.

The burly man had unleashed his full power, yet he offered no resistance whatsoever, as if Zhao Yun had been toying with them all along.

"Boom!"

The crater exploded directly, and the burly man, covered in blood, shattered the earth. His aura was incredibly tragic; although he was clearly exhausted, he was now even stronger than before.

"it's over!"

Zhao Yun's expression was indifferent. He had found the feeling of unleashing his full power. Although he couldn't achieve 100% effectiveness, 80% or 90% was enough for him.

Man and gun became one, transforming into a silver dragon that charged towards the burly man.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man with the sword hunched over the control panel, seemingly doing something.

But Zhao Yun couldn't care less about that now. The strong man was getting stronger every moment, and Zhao Yun was very familiar with this state. If the other side attracted the will of the empire, he might not be able to kill these two men today, and might even be forced to retreat.

Within a few breaths, Zhao Yun defeated the burly man, his spear piercing the man's throat.

"What a pity, such a man!"

Zhao Yun raised his hand and unleashed several secret techniques to seal the burly man's head, a precaution he took in case the man revived.

"You're next!"

Zhao Yun turned his head to look at the man with the sword and found that the man had completely given up resisting and was lying on the control panel, doing something unknown.

Sensing something was wrong, Zhao Yun rushed over and knocked the sword-wielding man down, imprisoning him.

Although he had captured the enemy alive, Zhao Yun felt no joy whatsoever. He felt a vague unease, as if something terrible had already happened.

"Hahaha! You lost!"

Although the man with the sword was imprisoned by Zhao Yun, he still mocked Zhao Yun.

"What on earth did you do?"

Zhao Yun's face was grim. He didn't know what had happened, but his intuition told him that this was definitely not a good thing.

At this moment, a huge black hole suddenly appeared deep in the mist, and millions of streams of light flew out from the black hole, transforming into the shape of the Eight Banners cavalry the instant they landed.

"Hahahaha, I'm not going to tell you!"

"A million soldiers have landed; let's see how you defend yourself!"

The sword-wielding man laughed loudly. Zhao Yun sensed something was wrong and rushed to the man's side, only to find that the man had already committed suicide.

Suicide by highly toxic substances leaves no chance of being saved.

Both of the Breakers were dead, but Zhao Yun felt no joy. He realized that he seemed to have made a mistake.

He should have killed him immediately; his attempt to capture him alive was incredibly arrogant.

In just a few breaths, the area within ten miles was filled with Eight Banners cavalry, all of whom were elite soldiers. Zhao Yun stared intently at these Eight Banners cavalry, which were conjured by the mist.

According to Zhao Yun's judgment, these Eight Banners cavalry, even if they are not as good as the original three-talented ones, are definitely stronger than ordinary double-talented elites.

"You all die!"

Before the clouds rose, Zhao Yun roared, his voice echoing across the land, unleashing all his inner energy. The enormous silver-blue giant, holding a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right, shattered the towering pillar of light.

With spears and swords drawn simultaneously, legionary attacks, each over a hundred feet long, slashed down.

The Eight Banners cavalry stood there dumbfounded, seemingly not yet realizing what was happening.

The Eight Banners cavalry, which did not rise into the clouds, were powerless to resist such a terrifying attack.

With a casual move, Zhao Yun killed hundreds or even thousands of Eight Banners cavalrymen. After several more moves, tens of thousands of them died at his hands.

At that very moment, shouts rang out, and the Eight Banners cavalry began to form ranks, rising into the clouds.

Zhao Yun's face darkened, then he grabbed the corpse of the sword-wielding man from the ground and sped away into the distance. If the cloud of this magnitude were to rise completely, he wouldn't be able to escape either.

If you can't escape under these clouds, then death is the only outcome.

Zhao Yun charged forward at breakneck speed, only to encounter Yu Jin's large army.

"Marshal Yu, retreat immediately! There are hundreds of thousands of Manchu cavalry ahead!" Zhao Yun hurriedly reminded Yu Jin.

Hundreds of thousands of Manchu cavalry?

Yu Jin found it somewhat absurd; the Qing court was gone, so where were they going to get all these Eight Banners cavalry?

"Zilong, could you explain in more detail?" Yu Jin looked at Zhao Yun cautiously, suspecting that the other party was a fake.

"There's no time left. The enemy in the mist has somehow managed to connect us to a small world, but we don't know why the ones rushing out are all Manchu cavalry!"

Zhao Yun briefly explained what he had seen.

"Withdraw!" Without saying a word, Yu Jin turned around and ran away.

Hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of Manchu cavalry appeared in the mountains, and they were suspected to be closely related to the mist.

Yu Jin realized almost instantly that he was a piece of trash.

His current army is doomed to defeat in an attack by such a large force.

"Zilong, go ahead and contact Marshal Jiang quickly. We'll join forces and wait for reinforcements to arrive!"

Things were completely out of control. No one expected that the remnants of the Qing army would cause them such a big problem in their final moments.

Zhao Yun clasped his hands in a salute, then hurriedly carried the body toward Jiang Wei's direction.

"The Yellow Heaven's Son Legion will cover the rear, fighting and retreating, with the priority being to get out of the fog!" Yu Jin instructed Huang Cheng.

“I understand!” Huang Cheng nodded.

No one knows why the situation has become so unpredictable.

But the moment the information was sent out, everyone at Xinghan was busy.

To be honest, it's somewhat unexpected that one of them has only started causing trouble now.

After all, neither the Ming Dynasty nor the Mongol Yuan Dynasty would sit idly by and watch them expand; they just hadn't expected them to interfere just as the Mongol Yuan Dynasty was beginning to wrap things up. (End of Chapter)