A master of comedy!

Chapter 138 Overlord Charges into Battle
A flash of light, like the sun and moon intersecting.

The two ghost soldiers had their throats slit instantly, turning into ghostly energy and dissipating. With a flick of its pheasant feathers, accompanied by a storm of blade light, it crashed headlong into the ranks of ghost soldiers.

With a series of sharp cuts, sparks flew onto her rouge-covered cheek.

The Yin hand slashes with the moon, the Yang hand slashes with the sun. One slash traces a crescent moon arc, cutting through a three-zhang-long snow-covered ribbon, piercing through the enemy general's armor. One slash severs the neck and pierces the crown of the head. Wherever the two slashes pass, heads roll to the ground.

The red skirt swirled like a pomegranate flower exploding, and the pheasant tail feathers swept across the enemy's throat with a "whoosh," staining it with bright red blood.

This is the feather-twisting skill in traditional Chinese opera, which allows one to control pheasant feathers at will, making them move like a shadow, and can even be used as a surprise move in crucial moments.

In a flash, blades flashed, and thirteen ghost soldiers were killed in succession.

Standing still, Yao Tai Feng used the back of her knife to break off a feather, then flicked it gently, just enough to shake off the blood droplets. Her tail feathers trembled, like a sparrow's tail.

Eyes reflecting spring snow, blood staining twin blades.

That fierce and alluring aura, like licking rouge from a blade, intimidated the other ghost soldiers so much that they dared not step forward for a moment.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Applause came from the second floor.

General Leopard clapped and laughed, "What a fine female warrior! As a woman, she possesses such amazing martial arts skills. If she were dressed in night clothes, she could indeed sneak into the general's mansion to steal. Men, seize this woman!"

“No!!”

The ghostly soldiers obeyed the command, and after a loud shout, they formed a spear formation and advanced in perfect unison, their sharp spear tips advancing like a forest.

In military battles, individual bravery is the most restrained trait.

Yao Taifeng's offensive was immediately thwarted, but fortunately, she was skilled in stilt walking, and her every step was deadly, like a fluttering butterfly, she skillfully dodged many of the spears that came her way.

With a single slash, she severed several spears and lunged forward, preparing to charge again, only to be met by an impenetrable shield wall.

The twin blades struck the thick shield with a buzzing sound, sparks flew, but the shield remained motionless.

Even the battle formations changed, with shield formations linked together, surrounding her at the center.

Immediately afterwards, the shield formation contracted rapidly, and spear tips pierced through the gaps in the shields.

At this moment, Yao Taifeng felt as if she were in a vortex full of sharp knives, about to be pierced by thousands of spears.

Guan Buping smashed the head of the Yin soldier beside him with a palm strike, snatched the spear from his hand, and then hurled it fiercely at the army formation.

"Xiao Feng, kick the gun and go upstairs!"

With a deafening roar, the spear seemed to be imbued with thunderous power, but it did not pierce the Yin soldiers; instead, it flew into the air.

Yao Taifeng's eyes lit up instantly. She stepped on her shield and leaped into the air, performing a backflip in mid-air to dodge the spear formation while her toes landed precisely on the flying spear.

Using the momentum, he leaped into the air again, raising his twin swords high and charging straight at the leopard general.

To catch the thief, first catch the king!
When the others from Juxianlou saw their leader take action, they finally stopped holding back and grabbed their weapons to slash at the nearby ghost soldiers.

Even the child actors were brave and fearless, nimbly dodging and weaving, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

"Protect Juxianlou!"

"Support Sister Feng!"

"We'll fight anyone who tries to destroy our home!"

Most opera singers have some martial arts skills, especially those who play martial arts roles or painted-face roles. They are skilled in both martial arts and traditional Chinese martial arts, and some even come from families with a long tradition of martial arts.

When they started fighting, they surprisingly held their own for a while.

"We want to watch a play...we want to watch a play..."

"It hurts... singing opera..."

What was even more unexpected was that the audience members who were intimidated by the ghost soldiers, after remaining silent for a long time, were unable to bear the torment of being burned by the fire and, under the impact of the malevolent energy, actually took advantage of the chaos to rush towards the ghost soldiers.

In their view, as long as these ghostly soldiers were not blocking their way, they could enjoy the show.

Thus, the audience and actors, who were usually at odds, joined forces to fight against the "external enemy." However, everyone knew that the key to victory lay with Yao Tai Feng.

Only by capturing General Leopard can we possibly deliver the final blow.

As for whether it will attract an even more powerful general, no one cares about that anymore.

Clang!

The blade whistled like tearing silk, descending from the sky to strike General Leopard, who was also the most formidable general under the Great General.

Legend has it that he had already made a name for himself more than a hundred years ago, and was a fierce general who could not be defeated by ten thousand men on the battlefield.

Facing the menacing Yaotai Feng, General Leopard narrowed his eyes and remained seated motionless, not even raising his Guan Dao.

Something is wrong!
Yao Tai Feng's mind raced like lightning, without the slightest hesitation. Her Yin Hand Blade slashed towards the opponent's neck, while her Yang Hand Blade concealed its sharpness, ready to deal with any possible changes.

One attack and one defense, the orthodox and the unorthodox complement each other, yin and yang harmonize.

Sure enough, just as her blade was about to strike, the sound of a bowstring snapping suddenly rang out.

Whoosh!!

The eagle feather arrow shot out from another private room on the second floor, as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, piercing through the curtain and heading straight for Yao Tai Feng's brow.

This arrow was swift and fierce, demonstrating the opponent's exceptional archery skills. It targeted the moment when Yao Tai Feng's sword was at its most powerful, as Yao Tai Feng's attention was mostly focused on General Leopard, making her more vulnerable.

Although Yao Taifeng had already raised her Yang Hand Blade to prepare, she was still a fraction of an inch too slow. Sparks flew as the blade and arrowhead grazed each other, and she flicked the blade slightly.

Blood droplets, like plum blossoms, splattered and stained the opera robe red.

"Xiao Feng!"

"Sister Feng!"

Many people gasped in surprise, but they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yao Taifeng spin in the air, sheath her sword, and land firmly on the second-floor railing.

The arrow, due to the interference of Yang Shou Dao, deviated drastically from its trajectory, falling from between the eyebrows to the left shoulder.

Yao Taifeng's Yin Hand Blade is no longer usable, greatly affecting her combat power.

She turned her gaze toward the private room from which the arrow had been shot, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly. Through the arrow hole in the curtain, she could vaguely see a female general dressed in armor.

The female general had an ordinary appearance, but her cold, sharp eyes were like those of a hawk, and the large bow in her hand exuded a murderous aura.

Two sharp eyes met, both flashing with murderous intent.

“More than a hundred years ago, our four generals, Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, and Eagle, swore an oath of brotherhood and became famous throughout the world. For you, an actor, to get two of us to fight together is quite remarkable.”

General Leopard smiled faintly, offering words of praise, but his eyes were full of mockery. His gaze swept over Yao Taifeng repeatedly, revealing a hint of excitement.

"Of the four generals, I enjoy interrogation the most, especially with a beautiful woman like you who is skilled in martial arts; she can often last longer..."

His words suggested that he had already won over Yaotai Feng.

Guan Buping took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes, but just then, a sudden change occurred.

The ghostly soldiers surrounding Juxian Tower stirred, and panicked shouts rang out.

Immediately following was the sound of horses' hooves, which shattered the long street like thunder and resounded through the sky like war drums, as if accompanying the opera singing.

"Eight thousand men crossed the Yangtze River to the east—"

"Dare to laugh at Ying Qin as a reptile!"

The black horse neighed like thunder, and two white mists like dragons and snakes surged from its nostrils. Under the moonlight, its mane shone like black flames, knocking the mountain-like army into a frenzy.

On horseback, the Hegemon-King of Chu held a long spear, his roar spitting out thunderous energy. His peerless face, with its double pupils, glared fiercely, chilling the three armies to the bone.

"Today, we brandish the banner of the Han people with our spears, to teach the world the meaning of double pupils!"

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(End of this chapter)