fantasy novels Chapter 40 You Can't Get Over It
Chapter 40 You Can't Get Over It
"A half-step Grandmaster!" Wang Wei on the city wall exclaimed in a low voice, his pupils shrinking slightly.
Liu Heita also looked up abruptly, feeling the terrifying pressure that was overwhelming him. His expression changed drastically, and for the first time, horror and despair appeared in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and roared, "Half-step Grandmaster!"
Xu Changhe and Zhao Hengjiang, who had been struggling to hold on, were overjoyed when they saw this figure descending like a divine warrior!
A miraculous escape!
Just as Zheng Chaoyang leaped into the air, Zhang Yuan seemed to sense something and suddenly turned around to glance at the figure that looked like a god descending to earth, and felt reassured.
He suddenly let out a clear, long howl, and his footwork changed again. He no longer dodged and weaved, but charged like an arrow released from a bow, dragging his ancient longsword, fiercely towards a small, rout-stricken formation that he had just disrupted and whose formation had become slightly loose!
"break!"
A flash of light!
It lacked Zheng Chaoyang's earth-shattering aura, but carried a weight as solid as a rock and a decisiveness as resolute as a mountain-crushing force!
It is the "Mountain-Splitting Force" from the "Rock-Splitting Blade"!
Zhang Yuan's entire strength was concentrated into one, his blood and qi surged like a tide, and his essence, energy, and spirit were all focused on the blade!
The heavy sharkskin-scabbard longsword, with a piercing tearing sound, drew an extremely refined and cold light, striking with perfect precision the edge of the shield of the fleeing soldier who was raising his shield to block!
"Crack—Pfft!"
Wood chips mixed with iron scraps flew everywhere!
That thick iron-clad wooden shield was actually cleaved and torn apart by this strike that concentrated all of Zhang Yuan's strength and sword intent!
The routed soldiers behind the shield felt an irresistible force, their arms throbbed with pain, the shield slipped from their grasp, and their defenses were wide open!
"Kill them—!"
The crowd following closely behind Zhang Yuan witnessed the divinely inspired strike that cleaved through the shield formation, and their suppressed fear instantly transformed into overwhelming killing intent, causing them to swarm forward!
With swords, spears, clubs, and clubs raining down, the small, unprotected formation was instantly and completely destroyed and submerged!
Without pausing, Zhang Yuan's gaze, sharp as lightning, locked onto a fleeing soldier who staggered backward as his shield was broken, a gap visible where the iron armor under his armpits met his body armor.
He stepped forward and twisted his body, his long sword silently thrusting out like a venomous snake!
"laugh!"
The cold blade pierced precisely through the gaps in the armor plates!
He twisted his wrist suddenly!
"Uh—hehe..."
The fleeing soldier was struck as if by lightning; his body stiffened instantly, his eyes bulged, and a gurgling sound came from his throat.
He instinctively tried to raise his hand to grab the deadly longsword, but his arm only managed to lift halfway before slumping down.
His legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud, the fierce glint in his eyes quickly fading.
【Ding! 】
[Slayed a mid-stage Acquired Realm martial artist, and plundered 21 years of their lifespan!]
A cold notification sounded in Zhang Yuan's mind, and the lifespan number jumped.
He didn't pause at all, nor did he even glance at the fallen, routed soldier.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of another fleeing soldier swinging his knife at Wang Ziteng, who had lost his footing due to his excessive charge!
"Watch out!" Zhang Yuan shouted, his feet moving with ghostly speed as he swung his long sword upwards in a sweeping motion!
It is indeed the "Flow-Severing Slash"!
The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, striking first despite being behind, carrying the resolute determination to cut through everything!
"clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere!
The fleeing soldier's blade, aimed at Wang Ziteng, was violently deflected, the immense force causing his arm to go numb and his body to lose its balance.
Wang Ziteng reacted extremely quickly, roaring and taking advantage of the opponent's unsteady center of gravity, he launched a fierce charge!
"Bang!"
The fleeing soldier was knocked backward and fell backward.
Zhang Yuan followed closely behind, using the momentum of his forward charge to nimbly spin around and avoid the spear tip thrusting from the side. With the force of the spin, the long sword in his hand seemed to have eyes in the back of its head, and the tip of the sword thrust back with unparalleled precision!
"Pfft!"
The cold blade pierced the vulnerable throat of the fallen soldier in an instant!
Blood spurted out!
【Ding! 】
[Slayed a mid-stage Acquired Realm martial artist, and plundered 30 years of their lifespan!]
Two people were swiftly and cleanly killed! Perfect teamwork!
In the distance, Zheng Chaoyang, who had just landed and stood in front of Liu Heita, took in Zhang Yuan's fluid and skillful killing move.
A startling light flashed in his eyes, and for the first time, his rugged and dignified face revealed an undisguised, almost fanatical, smile of satisfaction towards Zhang Yuan!
This child is teachable!
This child was born for battle and slaughter!
Chen Wenyuan stood on the carriage shaft, watching from afar, gently stroking his short beard, his eyes filled with a mixture of relief and indescribable complex emotions.
This child's growth rate is truly astonishing.
On the city wall, Wang Wei's grip on the great bow tightened, the arrow tip moving slightly with Zhang Yuan's figure. He licked his slightly dry lips, his voice low yet carrying an undeniable certainty: "Decisive in killing, with an iron will! Such bloodthirstiness, born to be a member of my Zhenwu Guard!"
Zhang Yuan and Wang Ziteng, back to back, rushed towards another nearby small, crumbling army formation, which was clearly shaken by the successive killings of its core members.
With their combined efforts, the two of them, their blades flashing, and with the morale of the surrounding crowd rising, managed to break through the defenses once again!
"puff--"
As another small formation was broken, the murderous aura of the army formation that Liu Heita had forcibly condensed into a blood-red mist among the fleeing soldiers began to fluctuate violently and dissipate like a punctured balloon, becoming extremely thin!
"Ah—! How dare you, you brat!"
Liu Heita watched helplessly as the formation he had painstakingly maintained crumbled under the impact of Zhang Yuan, this unexpected variable. The military power he had painstakingly gathered dissipated rapidly. Overwhelmed with anger and frustration, he coughed up another mouthful of blood!
The blood-red aura emanating from his body dimmed instantly, becoming almost invisible.
Rage and despair completely consumed him!
"Change formation! Kill them all!"
With a long roar, Liu Heita unleashed a fierce slash, his thick-backed longsword imbued with violent innate qi!
The blade flashed like a bolt of lightning, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, sweeping towards Xu Changhe and Zhao Hengjiang simultaneously!
"Clang! Clang!"
Two loud bangs made people's eardrums go numb!
Xu Changhe hastily parried with his sword, but was shaken by the immense force, causing his blood and qi to surge. He staggered back several steps, leaving two deep gashes under his feet!
Zhao Hengjiang was already injured, and the moment the blades clashed, the thick-backed machete in his hand groaned under the strain, and a deeper crack appeared.
He was struck as if by a heavy hammer, and was sent flying, crashing into half of a broken wall, spitting out blood!
This strike was delivered with all his might, almost draining the remaining baleful energy of the military formation that Liu Heita had forcibly gathered. He himself staggered, his internal injuries aggravated, and a sweet taste rose in his throat as thick blood once again spilled from the corner of his mouth, staining the stubble under his chin red.
However, the intense pain and the premonition of failure did not deter him; instead, they ignited the ferocity and rage within him!
He suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes like those of a ferocious beast on the verge of death, instantly locking onto the small but exceptionally striking figure in the crowd—Zhang Yuan!
It's this little brat!
If he hadn't charged in on horseback, interfering with my killing of Zhao Hengjiang, the situation would still be under control!
This disruptive variable must be crushed!
"roar--!"
He let out a completely inhuman roar, filled with the madness of a wild beast!
Ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth and ignoring Xu Changhe who was staggering backward and Zhao Hengjiang in the ruins, his eyes were bloodshot, like a madman. He dragged the thick-backed long sword in his hand to his side, the tip of the sword scraping across the rubble on the ground, bringing up a trail of dazzling sparks!
He took heavy steps, ignoring the flashing swords around him, and charged towards Zhang Yuan and Wang Ziteng's location like a mad tiger, carrying his last and most violent killing intent!
With each step, the ground seemed to tremble!
He wanted to personally crush this brat, who had ruined his carefully laid plans and destroyed his path to survival, completely under his feet, bones and flesh!
However, he only took three steps!
Three steps later, a towering figure, as tall as a mountain, appeared as if by teleportation, once again firmly blocking his path.
Zheng Chaoyang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed.
The invisible aura of a grandmaster surrounding him acted like a physical barrier, completely neutralizing the commander's violent killing intent and impact.
He calmly gazed at the face contorted with madness before him, and spoke softly, his voice low but carrying a judgmental indifference and absolute power:
"You can't get through this."