The Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms: The Evil God Arrives

Chapter 545: Qu Fu, Fall

Seeing the two injections Zhang Xiu took out, Qu Fu was obviously stunned for a moment, because he didn't know what Zhang Xiu had in his hand. It was probably crystal, but the production process that Qu Fu knew was obviously not capable of producing a crystal cup of this level, and the shape was so peculiar.

One more thing, what are the blue-green liquid flowing in the crystal glass, and the white flocs floating up and down in the blue-green liquid?
But no matter whether Qu Fu recognized this thing or not, his intuition was frantically warning him not to give Zhang Xiu the chance to use these two tubes of potion.

Qu Fu listened to the warning of his intuition and jumped directly towards Zhang Xiu. Even though his body was unable to support such an action, relying on his strong will, Qu Fu still completed the action of "jumping".

Unfortunately, Zhang Xiu did not give Qu Fu time. Long before Qu Fu subconsciously jumped up and rushed towards him, Zhang Xiu took a tube of medicine in one hand and stabbed it into his own kidney.

Although under normal circumstances, the injection should not be given here but in the shoulder of the arm, Zhang Xiu does not have the time to inject one needle at a time into his arm. He must complete the injection operation as quickly as possible.

"Swish!" Qu Fu jumped up, and Zhang Xiu also pushed the medicine into his body. Then, with a strong force, the needle in his body and the syringe outside were directly shattered.

The needle is a product of internal energy. After all, the current manufacturing technology is not yet able to produce qualified medical needles on a large scale. We can only use internal energy or the essence of heaven and earth to support it.

The syringe containing the medicine is made of glass. Nowadays, there is still original glass making technology, but the level of the original production technology is not good enough.

But it was not a problem. The magical Chen Xi found a craftsman who knew how to make glass through Liu Yan, and then talked to the craftsman for a while. Then the glass craftsman began to optimize the glass making process in the official workshop.

Recently, craftsmen have finally been able to produce a whole piece of colorless glass. Then Chen Xi started to act up again, planning to build another spectacular building in the rebuilt Luoyang City, using colorless glass for doors and windows, and bright red glazed tiles on the roof.

If he had not been stopped, Chen Xi might have really created a spectacular building in Luoyang. Although spectacular buildings can stimulate many people, they are also easy to be criticized by those in Chang'an.

Originally, the therapeutic potions and internal energy recovery potions developed by Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing were for oral administration, and they even asked immortals to try to refine them into pills. However, in order to facilitate the preparation of the potion and to solve the problem of the potion's absorption rate, they were changed to injections.

Once the formula is stabilized and can be handed over to a pharmaceutical workshop for large-scale production, the medication will probably be switched back to oral administration. After all, injections are more troublesome for users than oral administration.

Before the potion took effect, Zhang Xiu also jumped up, but neither of them could use their internal energy, so now they could only rely on their own bodies to engage in a flesh-and-blood combat.

However, the two of them could only fight for more than a minute at most, because after a minute, the internal energy recovery potion and healing potion injected by Zhang Xiu would take effect, and then it would be Zhang Xiu's turn.

"Bang!" Zhang Xiuqufu and the other man exchanged palm strikes in mid-air, then flew backwards, knocking down the pillar they were originally standing on. No, the pillar was about to collapse anyway, and Zhang Xiuqufu's behavior only accelerated the process.

The two men did not hold back, so this time neither of them could suppress the surge of blood, which spurted out while flying backwards. Unfortunately, the blood mist could not refract a rainbow.

Given Zhang Xiu and Qu Fu's current physical conditions, if they hadn't relied on their own willpower to restrain the outbreak of their injuries, it would have been impossible for these two to still be fighting here with their bare hands.

However, for warriors whose internal energy has left their bodies, as long as the injuries are not fatal on the spot, they can basically rely on their own recovery ability to recover. Even the shallow injuries on their bodies have begun to show signs of recovery.

If their internal energy had not been completely consumed, the superficial injuries on their bodies should have recovered in a very short time.

However, compared to Qu Fu, Zhang Xiu has internal energy recovery potions and healing potions, so Zhang Xiu's injuries have begun to recover, allowing him to release some of his willpower used to suppress his injuries to attack Qu Fu.

Even though the internal energy just restored by the internal energy recovery potion was drawn away to treat injuries, and this process would cause considerable stress and pain to the body, it was not a problem for the internal energy to leave the body.

"Heh..." Zhang Xiu sneered as he looked at Qu Fu, who had realized that things were not going well and wanted to run away. Most of his willpower was spent on suppressing the injuries and pain in his body, as well as relieving the pressure brought by the two potions.

However, for them now, even if Zhang Xiu can only mobilize a small part of his will, it is enough for Zhang Xiu to crush Qu Fu.

Qu Fu looked at the purple flames that flickered on Zhang Xiu's body. He knew very well that it was the power of will. Originally, he could also create this kind of will flame to show his strength, but the injuries in his body made Qu Fu dare not use even a trace of will, otherwise he would be really finished if the injuries backfired, although it is almost over now.

Just run!
Qu Fu suddenly jumped out of the deep pit and ran towards the main force. As long as he joined the main force, even if Zhang Xiu had extraordinary strength, he would not be able to catch him.

If the 20,000 cavalrymen were determined to escape, Zhang Xiu would have no way to stop them unless they had white horses.

Zhang Xiu pulled out a short spear that had fallen into a deep pit. After briefly charging his strength and aiming, he suddenly threw it out and then rushed towards Qu Fu.

Qu Fu heard a whistling sound coming from behind him, but he would not look back. Once he looked back, he would have no chance.

On the road, many Northern Hun soldiers who had just been blown away ran over to stop Zhang Xiu's pursuit, and some Northern Huns gathered behind Qu Fu.

When Ma Chao and Pang De saw Qu Fu's appearance, they were even more eager to get involved, but the Northern Huns officers who were fighting with them noticed their movements and launched a more fierce attack on them.

In desperation, Ma Chao and Pang De had to give up this idea and instead vent their anger on the Northern Huns officers in front of them. For a moment, the pressure on the Northern Huns officers was even greater.

"Swish!" Qu Fu rolled over to avoid Zhang Xiu's spear, then continued to run forward while crawling. A personal guard of the Northern Huns voluntarily blocked the spear with his body, entrusting the hope of life to Qu Fu.

More Northern Huns appeared on the road to block Zhang Xiu's pursuit, but how could they stop Zhang Xiu when they were already injured? All they could do was to use their lives to slightly slow down Zhang Xiu's steps.

"The Huns are indeed a nation on horseback. They are so skilled at running away!" Zhang Xiu mocked.

Qu Fu paused and stopped. He could die, but he could not let the Huns, the descendants of Kunlun God, be tarnished because of him.

Although the Xiongnu had faked their own deaths and escaped several times when facing the Han Dynasty, how could Qu Fu, who was honored by the Xiongnu Empire, allow Zhang Xiu to speak wildly and tarnish the glory of the Xiongnu Empire. "Haha." Zhang Xiu looked at Qu Fu who had stopped in front of him. Although he didn't understand why Qu Fu couldn't stand his nonsense, it didn't matter. The key point was that the other side stopped and wanted to die.

With one palm, Zhang Xiu blasted away the Northern Hun soldier who dared to attack him, and strode towards Qu Fu. Without giving Qu Fu a chance to speak, he directly hit Qu Fu's back.

Unexpectedly, scarlet flames emerged from Qu Fu's body again. Qu Fu was burning his life source. He was already seriously injured, and now his life source was burning. It seemed that Qu Fu was very dissatisfied with Zhang Xiu's arrogant words that humiliated the will of the Huns.

Looking at the scarlet aura coming out of Qu Fu, Zhang Xiu frowned. The power gained at the cost of death should not be underestimated, otherwise it might turn out to be a disaster.

"Fight with all your might, he said it as if everyone would be able to do that." Purple flames began to emerge from Zhang Xiu's body, but unlike Qu Fu, what Zhang Xiu was burning was not his own life source, but his internal energy.

The pure internal energy contained in the internal energy recovery potion, after being rendered and absorbed by Zhang Xiu's will and body, was not consumed for injury recovery, but was used to burn for energy, allowing the body to burst out with even more powerful strength.

However, due to the existence of the healing potion, Zhang Xiu's behavior of burning his internal energy cannot last long. Otherwise, the healing potion will consume Zhang Xiu's life essence in order to heal his injuries.

"My life is really on countdown. If I can bring along a powerful Han army warrior with me to go to meet the Kunlun God, the Kunlun God will forgive me for abandoning my responsibilities." Qu Fu knew very well what the consequences of his actions would be.

As one of the only five remaining kings of the Northern Xiongnu, Qu Fu vaguely felt what Hu Yanchu was going to do and the difficulties the Northern Xiongnu were facing now, so Qu Fu was not afraid of death.

It was worth using his death to wake up the Northern Huns and to exchange his death for the future of the Northern Huns.

After burning his vitality, Qu Fu got a glimpse of the plan of Hunnu Chanyu Huyanchu. Now, let him take a powerful Han army warrior with him and wait for Chanyu on the way to meet Kunlun God.

He believed that Hu Yanchu's plan would succeed, he believed that the future of the Xiongnu would be bright, and he believed that the future of the Xiongnu would exist.

With such belief in mind, Qu Fu burned his last bit of strength, including his life and will. The scarlet flames that burst out were the embodiment of his ultimate power.

"What can you use to block the power that bursts out at the cost of life!" Qu Fu's fist shattered the space and rushed towards Zhang Xiu with a powerful force.

"You are alone, but I am not." Facing Qu Fu's terrifying fist, Zhang Xiu called upon the support of the army behind him. While Zhang Xiu and Qu Fu were confronting each other with burning power, Zhang Xiu's deputy general had gathered the troops together again. Under the influence of the cloud-patterned battle flag, the will of this thousand-man army was bestowed on Zhang Xiu.

Facing Qu Fu's fist, Zhang Xiu delivered a blow with all his strength. The collision of their fists stirred up the energy of heaven and earth, which vibrated and extended for miles away.

Punch after punch, the battle between Zhang Xiu and Qu Fu was like a turn-based game. You punch me and I punch you. The roar of fists hitting the body was like the low sound of hammers hitting iron.

The purple and blood-red flames intertwined together, splashing out the magnificent brilliance of life. One of the lives would leave forever today.

"Han Dynasty, Zhang Xiu." Zhang Xiu stopped fighting and gave his name.

"The Xiongnu, King Wen Yudi, Qu Fu." Qu Fu was a little disappointed, but still gave his name. He still failed to take Zhang Xiu away with him.

Qu Fu fell down slowly, looking towards the north with unwilling eyes. There were the Northern Huns whom he loved deeply. He firmly believed that he would see the Northern Huns reborn from the ashes with the help of Kunlun God.

Zhang Xiu reached out to take the weapon handed over by the deputy general, jumped on his horse, paused for a moment, but still did not choose to chop off Qu Fu's head. After all, he was a recognized enemy of the Han Dynasty, and death is like the extinguishing of a lamp, so it is better not to do such humiliating behavior.

"The enemy general is dead!" Zhang Xiu shouted to the Hu people in the battle, and at the same time spurred his horse to shoot towards the Hu people. He did not say that those who surrender will not be killed. For the Han Dynasty, only the dead Northern Huns were the best Northern Huns.

As for the mixed Hu and Qiang people among them, who made them mix with the Northern Huns? I believe the Northern Huns would be happy to have someone accompany them.

When the Hu army saw Qu Fu lying on the ground, they were thrown into chaos. Ma Chao and Pang De took the opportunity to charge the miscellaneous Hu cavalry, intending to completely crush their will.

However, the Northern Huns were still the Northern Huns after all. Qu Fu's death made them clearly realize that they would most likely not be able to return to the grassland this time.

In this case, of course, killing one would break even, and killing two would make a huge profit.

With the will to die, the Northern Huns, who gave up their command of the mixed Hu people, launched a desperate charge against the Han army. Let's make their farewell performance even more magnificent.

Qu Fu died, and Zhang Xiu also broke through. The surging essence of heaven and earth poured into Zhang Xiu's body, and was then influenced by his will and internal energy. But because Zhang Xiu's body could not contain such a huge amount of internal energy, the internal energy influenced by his will was expelled from his body.

Under the baptism of the essence of heaven and earth, the injuries in Zhang Xiu's body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just three breaths, Zhang Xiu was fully recovered.

The purple flames surrounding his body ignited the expelled internal energy, and the essence of heaven and earth within a few miles was controlled by Zhang Xiu.

Zhang Xiu raised his spear, and a huge spear that was hundreds of meters long was condensed, and the shadow it cast stimulated everyone's mind.

Zhang Xiu pointed his spear directly at the violent Northern Huns. The huge spear in the sky suddenly fell down, falling towards the Northern Huns like a meteorite.

"Boom!" The huge spear pierced through the clouds and smashed a deep pit over a thousand meters wide at the location where the Northern Huns' soldiers gathered.

(End of this chapter)