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However, the expected scene of the blade cleaving through the black spear did not occur!
The moment the cyan blade energy clashed with the black meteor, the stalemate lasted less than a breath before Guan Yu's expression changed drastically! He felt an overwhelming, terrifying force, seemingly from a primordial beast, and an even more sinister and corrosive energy surging wildly along the blade!

"Crack!"

With a soft cracking sound, a tiny crack appeared on the blade of Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade, which had accompanied him through half his life of battles and slain countless generals! Immediately afterward, an irresistible force suddenly erupted!

"puff--!"

Guan Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, as if he had been struck head-on by a siege hammer, and was sent flying backward, blade and all! The Green Dragon Crescent Blade flew out of his hand, spinning and embedding itself in the ground some distance away!

The black spear, though slightly hindered and its trajectory slightly deflected by Guan Yu's desperate attack, still carried most of its destructive energy and continued its trajectory toward Gu Rubing! Only now, the target had shifted from his heart to his shoulder blade!
"Zi Long!"

Beside Gu Rubing, Zhang Fei, who witnessed Guan Yu being sent flying by a single blow, was furious, but he was too exhausted to react.

In a flash, Zhao Yun, who had been on high alert and on the edge of his seat, made his move! He knew he couldn't withstand the terrifying shot head-on, so his goal was to change its final trajectory!

"All birds—pay homage to the phoenix!"

Zhao Yun pushed his speed to the limit, his gleaming silver spear unleashing a flurry of spear shadows, like a hundred birds taking flight, before finally transforming into a single silver beam imbued with all his energy and spirit, striking the side of the black spear's tip with unparalleled precision! This was an extremely skillful technique of deflecting force, aiming to use finesse to overcome force and change the spear's trajectory.

The tips of their spears touched!

"Ding--!"

A crisp, clear clang rang out! Zhao Yun's face turned deathly pale instantly! He felt an indescribable heaviness and eeriness emanating from the tip of his spear, as if the force he had gathered had vanished into thin air.

The terrifying power contained in that black spear was only weakened by a negligible amount, not enough to change its trajectory! Instead, a chilling, evil force invaded through the spear, causing his arm to go numb and his breathing to become disordered!
"My lord, quickly dodge—!"

Zhao Yun roared hoarsely, his voice filled with unprecedented anxiety and despair! He watched helplessly as the black spear tip, grazing his own gleaming silver spear, continued to shoot towards Gu Rubing with a deathly howl!
Everything happened in the blink of an eye! From Tong Fei drawing his spear to Guan Yu being knocked away, and then to Zhao Yun's failed interception, the whole process was so fast that it was hard to keep up with!

Gu Rubing was already slow to react due to his serious injuries, not to mention that the speed and power of this shot were beyond reason.

He didn't even have time to dodge; he just instinctively shifted his body slightly to the side.

Zhang Fei, Ma Chao, and the veteran general Huang Zhong, who had just arrived nearby, finally realized what was happening and roared as they tried to rush forward to stop them, but it was too late!

"Pfft——!"

A muffled thud, like a sharp weapon piercing flesh and bone, echoed clearly across the suddenly silent battlefield.

The jet-black spear, carrying its terrifying residual force, pierced deeply through Gu Rubing's left shoulder blade! The spear tip emerged from his chest, drawing out a spray of tragically beautiful blood!
Gu Rubing's body jolted violently, and the last trace of color drained from his face in an instant.

He felt an indescribable force, a mixture of excruciating pain, icy cold, and sinister corrosiveness, explode in his shoulder blade, instantly engulfing his entire body. His vision went black, and all his strength seemed to have been drained by the gunshot. His consciousness, like a kite with a broken string, quickly sank into boundless darkness and cold.

Before he completely lost consciousness, the last thing he saw was Tong Fei's cold, mocking eyes, and the terrified, screaming faces of his brothers around him.

"Brother--!"

"My lord—!!"

A heart-wrenching roar erupted in front of Gu Rubing's central army formation, filled with endless grief, indignation, and despair! They watched helplessly as their lord Guan Yu was sent flying by a single blow, and their lord Gu Rubing was pierced through the shoulder by that strange black spear, his fate unknown.

Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Ma Chao, Huang Zhong, and Guan Yu, who had just struggled to his feet, these five top generals of the time felt a surge of blood rushing to their heads, their eyes widening in horror!
"Tong Fei—! I'll take your life!"

Zhang Fei was the first to erupt. He was already known for his fiery temper, and witnessing his brother's tragic state drove him to utter madness! He disregarded everything and forcibly activated all the remaining essence and primordial energy within his body using a secret technique!
A fiery, yet tragic, crimson aura burst forth from the pores of his body. His previously weakened momentum, weakened by exhaustion, surged dramatically, becoming even more ferocious and dangerous than at his peak!
Behind him, the originally blurry black phantom of the ferocious beast was now stained with a dazzling crimson, as if it wanted to devour people!

Next came Ma Chao and Huang Zhong. Ma Chao's eyes were bloodshot. The fierceness of the men of Xiliang and their loyalty to Gu Rubing transformed into the most resolute will at this moment. He, too, burned his blood and qi, and the blurry phantom of the tiger behind him let out a silent roar, its fur stained with blood.

The tiger-headed golden spear in his hand hummed, its tip emitting a sharp, scarlet light. The old general Huang Zhong's hair and beard stood on end; he was advanced in years, and his vitality was not as vigorous as that of a young man.

But at this moment, he held nothing back, igniting his life's cultivation and remaining life essence. His aged body erupted with astonishing power, and a faint phantom of a blood-red giant bow appeared behind him, drawn but not yet released, yet radiating a destructive aura that made one's heart tremble.

Although Zhao Yun was the most composed, at this moment, with his lord on the verge of death and his brothers injured, the pain and anger in his heart were like boiling magma.

He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a cold, silvery-white light. Instead of unleashing his aura wildly, it rapidly intensified and compressed, ultimately concentrating entirely on the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear in his hand. The spear trembled slightly, emitting a subtle yet clear ringing sound, as if responding to its master's resolve.

Behind him, the graceful and agile silver dragon shadow was now tinged with a faint, almost tangible, blood-red light, its cold eyes locking onto Tong Fei.

Finally, there's Guan Yu.

He had just withstood Tong Fei's deadly spear strike, suffering internal injuries, the Azure Dragon Blade slipping from his hand, and blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth. But he slowly straightened up, wiping the blood from his lips. The usual half-open, half-closed majesty in his phoenix eyes was gone, replaced by an almost annihilating coldness and resolute determination.

He didn't roar like Zhang Fei, but silently gathered his scattered aura back together, and his body began to emit a deep, abyss-like, yet tragically solemn dark red light.

The towering illusory figure of the Martial Saint behind him, whose original azure radiance was quickly stained with blood, resembled a god about to fight and weep blood!
Five figures, five crimson phantoms that had been forced to burn their life essence to the limit due to extreme grief and obsession with protection, stood firmly in front of the unconscious Gu Rubing like five volcanoes about to erupt!
With their bodies and wills, they built the last and most resolute line of flesh and blood! The terrifying aura of tragic heroism and willingness to perish together could be clearly felt even by ordinary soldiers hundreds of paces away, and they were all shocked and their hearts tightened!
Tong Fei stood still, taking in the desperate struggle of the five people opposite him, but his face remained completely expressionless, displaying only a condescending indifference, as if he were looking down on the struggle of ants. "Burning your blood and qi, overdrawing your life? A death throes, only to be laughed at."

Tong Fei's voice was icy, filled with undisguised contempt.

"The gap between you and me is like an insurmountable chasm. How can such self-harming methods bridge it? It only makes the process of dying more miserable."

His gaze didn't linger long on the menacing Zhang Fei and his men. Instead, it passed over them and landed on Gu Rubing, who was being carefully protected by his guards, still with a black spear stuck in his chest and barely breathing. His brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"He's not completely dead... He's got a tough life."

Tong Fei muttered something under his breath, seemingly surprised and displeased that Gu Rubing had not been killed with a single shot.

"Tong Fei, delay will only lead to unforeseen changes."

Zuo Ci, who had been standing silently behind Tong Fei, suddenly reminded him in his calm and even voice.

"We cannot linger here. Although Cao Mengde has retreated, he may still return. We must finish this quickly, take our target with us, or... end it all."

A cold glint flashed in Tong Fei's eyes, clearly indicating that he understood this principle as well.

He stopped talking nonsense and made no move; he simply had a thought.

"Om-!"

The jet-black spear that had been piercing Gu Rubing's shoulder and was trembling slightly suddenly emitted an excited buzz! Immediately afterwards, a cloud of black energy burst out from Gu Rubing's wound, and the spear was pulled out on its own with a "whoosh," leaving a trail of dirty blood as it flew back into Tong Fei's hand.

Almost at the same time, the phantom of the jet-black spear reappeared behind Tong Fei, and it was even more solid and larger than before!
Above the phantom, dark red, sinister patterns pulsated violently like living blood vessels, radiating a terrifying pressure that made heaven and earth change color! The spear tip pointed in the direction of Gu Rubing, as if it had completely locked onto that place!

"Since you want to die first, then so be it."

Tong Fei let out a cold shout, and the solid black gun in his hand instantly merged with the huge gun shadow behind him. Then, he thrust his arm forward!
"boom--!!!"

This time, it was no longer a throw. The pitch-black spear shadow, which was imbued with Tong Fei's immense evil energy and killing intent, was like an awakened world-destroying demonic dragon, and it slammed forward with the power to crush everything!

Wherever the gunshot passed, an invisible force cleaved the ground, creating a bottomless chasm. The air was completely emptied and torn apart, emitting a shrill scream like the wailing of ghosts! The target was the five people blocking Gu Rubing's way, and Gu Rubing himself behind them!
The power of this strike was several times more terrifying than the spear that had severely injured Gu Rubing! Clearly, Tong Fei had lost patience and was determined to clear away all obstacles in one fell swoop!
"Stop it—!!!"

Zhang Fei, Ma Chao, and Huang Zhong roared in unison, standing at the forefront and bearing the brunt of the attack! The three of them unleashed their extraordinary, berserk power, gained from burning their life force, without reservation!
Zhang Fei's eighteen-foot spear transformed into a blood-black, furious dragon; Ma Chao's tiger-headed golden spear thrust out a point of condensed, scarlet, cold star; and Huang Zhong drew back the phantom of the blood-red giant bow.

A crimson arrow, purely formed from blood and qi, was fired! The three attacks, carrying the three men's resolute will to die, crashed fiercely into the very tip of the oncoming dark spear shadow!

"boom!!!!"

A devastating collision! The blood-black raging dragon instantly dissipated, the scarlet cold star vanished, and the crimson arrow shattered! Zhang Fei, Ma Chao, and Huang Zhong were struck as if by lightning, spitting out blood as their bodies flew backward like kites with broken strings.

He crashed heavily to the ground, struggled a few times, but could no longer get up. His breath quickly faded, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured and had completely lost his fighting ability for a short period of time.

The terrifying, pitch-black gun shadow only showed a very brief, almost negligible, momentary delay before continuing its unstoppable advance!

Next up is Zhao Yun!
"All the birds...return to their nests!"

Zhao Yun's face was ashen, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

He knew he could not retreat, and had nowhere to retreat! He poured all his mind, all his strength, and even the silver dragon phantom stained with blood from burning blood energy into the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear in his hand without reservation!
"hold head high--!"

A clear, resonant dragon's roar, seemingly emanating from the heavens, actually emanated from the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear! The spearhead radiated an unprecedentedly brilliant silver light, a light tinged with a tragic crimson hue. At the spearhead, a miniature silver dragon shadow could be faintly seen coiling and roaring!
At this moment, Zhao Yun and his spear seemed to become one; man was spear, and spear was dragon!
He stepped forward, twisted his body, and concentrated all his strength and all his beliefs into this final thrust! The bright silver spear transformed into a silver-red streak that tore through the heavens and earth, striking the side of the dark spear shadow with perfect precision, attempting to break through the surface and completely deflect its trajectory!

"bite--!!!"

A sharp, piercing collision rang out! Zhao Yun shuddered violently, his face instantly turning from red to white, then from white to gold! He clearly felt that he had gathered all his strength and even triggered the spirit of the spear in this strike.

What he struck was like an ancient, indestructible demonic mountain! The level of power contained within that spear shadow completely exceeded his imagination! It wasn't just a difference in size, but a fundamental crushing defeat!

He felt the power he poured into the gun being devoured and dissolved by the dark gun shadow in a bizarre way!
In the blink of an eye, the brilliant silver-red light on the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear quickly dimmed, the spear groaned, and the shrunken dragon shadow let out a resentful roar before shattering into pieces!
"puff--!"

Zhao Yun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. He was as if he had been struck by an invisible giant hammer, and flew backward. The Dragon Gallant Silver Spear in his hand flew out of his hand and fell to the ground far away, its luster completely gone.

He fell heavily to the ground, his vision went black, his consciousness quickly faded, and he could no longer move.

The dark spear shadow continued its advance! Having broken through three barriers, its momentum had been somewhat diminished, but it was far from being stopped! The cold spear tip was now less than twenty feet away from the unconscious Gu Rubing!

At this moment, only one person remained standing between Gu Rubing and death—Guan Yu, who had just regained his footing, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth, and who hadn't even sheathed his Green Dragon Crescent Blade! (End of Chapter)