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Chapter 982: Defeat! Meng Zhang's backhand!

"Crack!"

The double blades of Doomsday suddenly got stuck on the iron rod. Qiao Shefei took advantage of the situation and flew into the air. The double blades pierced through the clouds like purple lightning and pierced Zhong Song's eyebrows.

Zhong Song, however, showed a sinister smile, and suddenly withdrew the iron rod and slammed it heavily on the ground.

"Zhenyue Jue!"

Eight stone ridges suddenly rose up from the rocky ground, blocking Qiao Shefei's retreat route.

The pupils of the Smiling Yama in mid-air suddenly shrank, and the Double Blades of Doomsday suddenly burst out with a dazzling purple light, and the blades actually drew a star-like trajectory in the void.

"Reverse Star Shadow Flash!"

When the mixed iron stick hit his breastplate for the umpteenth time, Qiao Shefei suddenly shouted loudly, and took the blow head-on, with the double blades of Doomsday crossed in front of his chest. The Purple Nether Horse neighed loudly and stood up, stepping heavily on the mane of Zhong Song's mount with its front hooves.

In an instant, heaven and earth lost their color.

The roar was like a loud thunderclap. Purple flames suddenly rose from Qiao Shefei's body. Stars could be seen moving in the flames. Deep purple energy gushed out from Qiao Shefei's forehead and condensed into a three-meter-high purple shadow in the morning light.

The phantom held a double blade in his hands. The purple lightning lingering on the blade's edge turned into a ferocious dragon head. The dragon's whiskers stood up like steel needles, and the dragon's mouth opened wide as if to swallow the sun and the moon.

The two swords turned into a rain of stars in the sky, and each blade light dragged a comet-like aura, weaving a death cage around Zhong Song.

"Ding! Qiao Shefei activated his skills Purple Nether and Demon Slash!
Qiao Shefei's current base strength is 106, his weapon Doomsday Dual Blades has strength +1, his warhorse Purple Dark Horse has strength +1, his skill Purple Dark has effect 5, strength +3, he is currently fighting with the entire Purple Dark team, effect 3 has been activated, strength +3, he is currently using Reverse Star Shadow Flash, all effects of his skill Demon Slash have been activated, strength +3+5++.
Qiao Shefei's current force value has risen to 130!"

Zhong Song's pupils reflected the purple galaxy, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He then held the Shattering Mountain Iron Stick across his chest. The stick glowed green, and golden talismans appeared between the tortoise shell patterns.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The knife light like star rain chopped on the mixed iron rod, and the sound of metal clashing filled the sky.

Veins bulged on Zhong Song’s arms, and strong energy surged out from his forehead like an inky cloud, swallowing up all the purple starlight.

The gust of air generated by the intersection of the sword and the stick raised countless clouds of dust, and even the Zi Mingju was forced to retreat seven or eight steps.

"Break it for me!"

Qiao Shefei suddenly merged himself with the sword. The two swords turned into purple meteors, carrying the last bit of energy and heading straight for Zhong Song's heart.

"Star Reversal Style Three: Eclipse!"

Qiao Shefei's eyes were bloodshot, and he injected his internal energy into the blade frantically. The blade suddenly burst out with a dazzling purple light, and Zhong Song's protective internal energy was directly torn into a crack. The purple light bit his right shoulder like a poisonous snake.

"hiss--"

The sound of metal entering flesh was heard, and a three-inch crack appeared on Zhong Song's black armor, and dark red blood oozed out. However, the mixed iron stick in his hand had been quietly raised at some point, and the tip of the stick directly hit Qiao Shefei's Tanzhong acupoint.

“Ding! Zhong Song’s skill Qianjun Effect 2 is activated for the last time, and the force value is +.

Zhong Song's current strength has risen to 127!"

"clang!"

The moment the double blades of Doomsday blocked the mixed iron stick, Qiao Shefei suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and the purple energy on his body shattered inch by inch under the stick. The purple dark phantom let out a shrill hissing, and the dragon head was directly pierced by the tip of the stick, and purple lightning scattered like fireflies.

Zhongsong did not allow him to catch his breath. He suddenly changed the sweeping movement of the iron stick into a stabbing movement. The tip of the stick was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, going straight to Qiao Shefei's vital points.

If this attack hits, no matter how strong the Purple Nether Armor is, its internal organs will be shattered by the strong energy.

"clang!"

With the sound of metal clashing again, the double blades of Doom in Qiao Shefei's hand were almost shaken out of his hand. When the tip of the stick was only half a foot away from his chest, Qiao Shefei suddenly let go of the blades and threw them away. His body flew backwards like a fallen leaf. The purple dark horse neighed and rushed over to catch its master. When its four hooves landed on the ground, a few feet of smoke and dust were splashed. "Ahem."

Qiao Shefei coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and the Taotie pattern on the purple dark armor had become dim.

"What a great general! He can actually resist my secret technique!"

He looked at the wound on Zhong Song's shoulder that was slowly bleeding and suddenly laughed.

"Prince Si Yan has long said that your swordsmanship is flashy but not practical, but you have a secret technique that is quite powerful. Even the prince was not careful enough and suffered a little loss at your hands."

"But now it seems that your reputation as the Smiling Devil is a bit unworthy of the name!"

Zhong Song tore off his battle robe, tore it into strips and wrapped his wounds, then pounded the iron rod into the ground. Although he was suppressed by Qiao Shefei at that moment, it was not likely that he would suffer any serious injuries.

Therefore, Zhong Song was really puzzled as to how Qiao Shefei had caused Prince Si Yan, who was at the top level of a god of war, to suffer a loss.

"But you're hurt, too."

Qiao Shefei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the panting of the purple horse under his crotch gradually calmed down.

"Good! General Zhong is so brave!"

Tan Mengjun in the Daqian formation in the rear clapped his hands and laughed, dark red blood stains falling from between the armor leaves.

He looked at Qiao Shefei who was shocked back, and his eyes swept over the big flag with the word "Meng" in it in the Yellow Turban Army's formation, and he felt relieved.

Although the Yellow Turban Army had been unstoppable during this period, apart from the killing god Li Cunxiao, the other generals mostly relied on the advantage of large numbers of troops or followed Li Cunxiao to pick up heads.

In a head-on fight, apart from the Bull Demon who is still in Wuzhou, according to intelligence, no one in the Yellow Turban Army should be able to defeat Zhong Song's Qianjun Stick.

"Meng Shuai, do you want me to take action?"

Li Cunxiao's Yuwang Spear struck sparks on the bluestone, and the cold light from the spear tip made the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows look even more eerie.

"Don't worry, we still have a fierce general. We are so tired of waiting for this fight. You, Cunxiao, should have noticed it a long time ago, right?"

Meng Zhang chuckled and shook his head. The scales on the Qinglong armor glowed with fine golden light under the morning sun, causing Li Cunxiao to involuntarily look at the burly man holding an axe beside Meng Zhang.

Of course, he knew that this powerful general suddenly appeared beside Meng Zhang. Although Li Cunxiao only looked at him slightly, he was also one of the top war gods in the world.

Just as the words were spoken, the sound of clear and bright bells suddenly rang out from the Yellow Turban Army formation.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a divine general in golden armor riding out on his horse. The golden-scaled horse under his crotch crushed the morning dew, and its four hooves left hoof prints about an inch deep on the rocky ground as they passed by.

This warrior was nine feet tall, and his entire body was covered in golden armor that shone brightly in the morning sun. On his shoulder armor was engraved a Taotie pattern that represented the sun and the moon. Every step he took made a clanging sound like metal hitting stone.

"Battle axe?"

Zhong Song on the opposite side looked at the pair of strange weapons in the opponent's hands, and the green light at the tip of the stick flickered.

The pair of hatchet blades were crescent-shaped, but the edges were covered with serrated grooves, which would allow them to bite the weapons when metal and iron met.

What was even more terrifying was that there were nine gilded chains hanging from the handle of the axe, and each link had a hidden barb, which jingled in the morning breeze like a death spell.

The golden-scaled horse neighed as it stood up, its front hooves crushing the morning mist. The golden-armored general waved his arms, and the golden armor actually made clear sounds like bells. The battle axe in his hand drew two golden arcs in the air, and the air surged like boiling water wherever it passed.

Zhong Song suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck - this was clearly a sign that the internal energy had condensed into a certain substance!

This made Zhong Song stunned. This new Yellow Turban general, whom he had never met before, was actually stronger than him!
(End of this chapter)