Magical Water Margin: They all call me brother

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On the right flank, Liu Hong dispatched three top-tier warriors—Leopard Head Lin Chong, Thunderbolt Qin Ming, and Blue-Faced Beast Yang Zhi—to gang up on Lu Junyi.

On the left flank, Liu Hong personally led Hu Yanzhuo with double whips, Lu Zhishen the Flower Monk, and three other fierce generals of the Five Tigers level to fight Shi Wengong.

The Liangshan cavalry, like a swarm of bees exploding or a raging torrent, roared and swept forward, charging headlong into the invincible steel spikes! Besides their sabers and spears, they also raised countless dark gun barrels as they galloped.

Two hundred meters!

The earth groaned and trembled under the trampling of tens of thousands of iron hooves! Dust billowed into the sky! Heavy white breaths billowed from the mouths and nostrils of both horses, their muscles bulging and trembling violently from the high-speed charge! The riders' faces were slapped by the fierce wind, twisted and contorted, their eyes fixed solely on the target they were charging towards! Faster! More ferocious!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from the ground. The first few dozen Liangshan cavalrymen drew their muskets, almost simultaneously unleashing blazing flames and thick smoke! Deadly projectiles tore through the air at such close range, emitting chilling whistles! Like an invisible scythe of death slashing across the sky!

Eighty paces! The spear tips of the Song army's wedge formation gleamed with a blinding cold light, seemingly poised to pierce and tear everything in their path! From within the Liangshan army, several sharp bronze whistles rang out—

"put!"

Boom boom boom boom—!

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky! On the flank of the Liangshan cavalry, hundreds of muskets of all lengths spat out blazing flames and thick smoke almost simultaneously! Deadly bullets tore through the air at such close range, emitting chilling shrieks, like the scythe of an invisible reaper.

The terrifying sounds of piercing and tearing mingled with the mournful cries of horses and the dying screams of men! The bullet slammed into the vanguard of the Song army!

The skull of an armored warhorse shattered like a fragile terracotta pot, splattering red and white matter from beneath its armor! Before the rider on its back could react, his body was thrown into the air by the immense inertia.

A Song Dynasty heavy cavalryman wielding a long spear had his breastplate pierced, the bloody hole bursting open instantly. His tall body jerked backward, the heavy iron armor dragging him as he crashed to the ground.

A lead bullet whistled through the air, shattering the spear shaft of a Song cavalryman. Its momentum undiminished, it pierced the chest of another warhorse behind it. The horse reared up in agony, throwing the equally terrified cavalryman off its back.

Bullets ravaged the dense ranks of charging riders, leaving trails of blood as men and horses fell! The vanguard of the charging formation was instantly thrown into disarray and hesitation, as if struck by a giant hammer! Thick smoke and the stench of blood filled the air!

However, in that brief moment of hesitation, the torrent of Liangshan's charge pressed down on them like an avalanche! Twenty steps! Ten steps! Zero distance!

"boom!!!"

It wasn't a single loud bang, but a thousand devastating impacts exploding in the instant of a single heartbeat! Like two rushing iron rivers bursting their banks and colliding!

Long spears, carrying the terrifying kinetic energy accumulated during the charge, pierced through the armor of enemy cavalry and the thick muscles and bones of their warhorses! With a single spear thrust, man and horse could be strung together!

The crescent blade slashed fiercely at the shoulder armor or helmets of the enemy heavy cavalry, sparks flying everywhere, and the immense force caused the cervical spine to crack under the strain!

The warhorses, galloping at high speed, also endured the most direct violence. Two galloping horses collided head-on! Head to head! Shoulder to shoulder! A sickening sound of bones shattering filled the air! Under the immense force, the horse's neck snapped instantly! The horse's mournful cry was heart-wrenching, its massive body tumbling and twisting like a tattered sack before crashing to the ground! The cavalrymen behind had no time to dodge; their hooves trampled the fallen horses and men! Ribs broke, abdomens ruptured, and internal organs mixed with foul blood gushed from mouths and noses! The trampled men only had time to let out a short, extremely painful groan before falling silent.

In the instant of high-speed collision, the immense inertia propelled many knights as if they had been launched by a catapult! Their figures twisted and arced through the air before crashing heavily into crowds of people, herds of horses, or the hard ground! The muffled thuds upon landing were often accompanied by the horrifying sound of bones breaking! Some even crashed directly into the forest of upright swords and spears, their bodies pierced and sent flying.

At the very center of the impact, it instantly became a gigantic grinder of flesh and blood! The momentum of the charge did not stop, and the torrent of cavalry from both sides continued to surge in! Crowding! Pushing! Trampling! Spinning!

People were packed together! Horses were shoulder to shoulder! The clanging of weapons, the shattering of flesh and bone, the dying cries, the terrified screams, the dying neighs and heavy breathing of warhorses, and the sporadic explosions of muskets in the chaotic crowd intertwined to create a deafening symphony of hell, composed of pain and destruction!

The heavy cavalry on both sides found it difficult to wield their long spears in such close proximity to the crowd, so they simply abandoned their long weapons and drew their heavy battle axes and maces, smashing them down on the heads of any enemy nearby. The armor twisted and shattered, and the heads deformed and collapsed!

The chaos on the battlefield had reached its peak. Warhorses with severed legs went mad in excruciating pain, dragging their mutilated bodies and entrails toward their own ranks. The warhorses, now without their masters, spun around in place, neighing in terror, futilely adding to the chaos.

Soldiers grappled among the corpses and horses, rolling in the blood and mud, fighting frantically with daggers, fists, and even teeth! The sounds of armor plates scraping against each other and bones being twisted were clearly audible.

Crimson blood cascaded down like a waterfall at the very center of this meat-grinding vortex, staining the armor red, soaking the leather robes, and turning the ground beneath their feet into a stinking, slippery swamp! Shattered limbs were everywhere, human intestines and horse stomachs intertwined, trampled into mud by countless iron hooves, emitting a strong, suffocating, sweet, and foul stench! The sky seemed to have turned blood red, and even the sun hid in terror behind the thick smoke and blood mist.

Chapter 342: The Jade Kirin is Unparalleled

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!!"

A deafening battle cry erupted from the center of the carnage. Frost armor and silver spears gleamed beneath the beast-devouring phoenix helmet, golden scales and dragon patterns shimmering with a chilling light. A figure with jet-black hair tied high, flowing like ink clouds down an iron-boned lion-mane belt, and eyebrows like swords, with phoenix eyebrows like blood, swept across the battlefield, stirring not alluring glances, but a blood-soaked, deathly wind.

His silver-armored waist taut, forming a scimitar-like curve, and as he raised his steel spear, his cloak billowed like crimson flames, the flaming jade qilin pattern sparking like molten gold and shattered fire under the blazing sun. The battle cry emanating from his throat was not the chirping of orioles or swallows, but the resounding clang of gold and jade as his sword was drawn!

Hebei Jade Kirin! Lu Junyi!!!

Lu Junyi was very unhappy about being conscripted for the second time. This martial arts fanatic only wanted to practice martial arts. He had studied under countless masters and was proficient in all the moves of the Nine Swords. At home, apart from eating and sleeping, he only knew how to practice his skills with spears and sticks. He didn't care about his wife, who was living a life of widowhood. He rarely even left the house. The entire household relied on a steward to make a living, and the maids and servants cleaned and tidied up.

Liang Zhongshu twice sent conscription orders to her home, forcibly dragging this housewife out on a long journey, which made Lu Junyi extremely angry. However, no matter how brave she was, she could not defeat the imperial court alone, so she vented all her anger on the Liangshan soldiers!

As the fiery jade unicorn beneath her reared up and let out a long howl, the coiled dragon golden spear had already torn through the blood mist with the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix spear technique. The hundred Liangshan riders thundered down before her, but the golden spear, wreathed in flames, roared out a dragon's cry first—where the spear tip stirred the flames, the five riders in front of her were reduced to blood and gore!

Iron armor? Pierced through like paper! Horse skulls? Exploded like melons! The Liangshan cavalry collided with the death storm of spear shadows and raging flames; in an instant, spears snapped like reeds, and men flew like grass. Spear tassels billowed like crimson waves, each golden glint tearing open a new fountain of blood.

After killing the iron cavalry in front of him, Lu Junyi changed his spear to a staff and used the Flying Dragon in the Sky staff technique with the Panlong Golden Spear. He swept the staff from both sides of his body, shattering men and horses, cutting them in half at the waist and breaking their arms. He was unstoppable!

As the golden armor and blood-stained robes swept past, a crimson path paved with severed limbs and broken spears was carved out behind them. Horse hooves trampled the mournful cries, and the wind from the spears extinguished the furious roars.

As the smoke and dust cleared, Lu Junyi was seen standing alone on the mountain of corpses, spear in hand. The blood dripping from the golden ring at the end of his spear was scorching the charred earth. In a very short time, he had easily slaughtered a hundred-man cavalry unit from Liangshan!

"Lu Junyi, how dare you be so insolent!!!"

Seeing his trained soldiers being slaughtered by Lu Junyi, Lin Chong was filled with rage. His imposing, half-human, half-demon form transformed into a bolt of lightning, thrusting straight at Lu Junyi! The eighteen-foot spear in his hand shot out like a dragon, instantly unleashing a thousand points of cold light! The spear tip shrieked sharply as it tore through the air, simultaneously aiming for Lu Junyi's throat, heart, and forehead—thirteen vital points. This was the essence of the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix spear technique; the spear shadows were numerous, like a sudden blizzard, and a chilling killing intent enveloped the surrounding area!

Lu Junyi sat upright atop the jade unicorn, his figure as steady as a rock. His eyes, sharp as lightning, instantly locked onto the single, deadly true form amidst the myriad of cold stars! Without any visible movement, the golden dragon spear in his hand suddenly trembled!

"Om-!"

A strange, bone-shaking low hum erupted from the golden spear! The golden tassel instantly exploded into a streak of light! The spear shaft seemed to transform into a living golden dragon, directly blocking Lin Chong's spear flourishes, causing the myriad spear flowers to collapse into a single, fixed, eighteen-foot-long spear. Lin Chong's thirteen fierce spear thrusts, capable of instantly piercing iron armor, were all deflected by this seemingly casual spear strike! The domineering power emanating from the spear, extremely strong and fierce, surged along the shaft like a raging torrent, causing Lin Chong's wrist to tremble violently, his tiger's mouth instantly splitting open, blood gushing out.

For the first time, shock flashed across Lin Chong's eyes. Lu Junyi's martial arts were even more exquisite than the legends! He saw through his Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear Technique at a glance and countered with a single spear thrust.

Her research on the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix is ​​even superior to mine? And her power is far greater than mine!

Lin Chong gritted his teeth and changed his spear technique again, transforming from the Nine Swords Technique taught by Zhou Tong into the Lin family's ancestral spear technique. It flowed like mercury, continuous and uninterrupted, combining offense and defense, attempting to wear down his opponent through exquisite entanglement.

However, Lu Junyi's golden spear seemed to transform into a divine dragon coiled in the heavens! The spear's momentum was not only as fast as thunder, but also as heavy as a mountain! Every clash of spear and lance was like a giant hammer striking a bronze drum!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!!!"

Deafening explosions continued to erupt! With each impact, Lin Chong's arm felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and her blood and qi surged even more violently! She felt as if her spear had crashed into a steel city that stretched across mountains, not only unable to be shaken, but the force of the recoil almost tore her apart!

Lin Chong was indeed faster than Lu Junyi, but not fast enough to overwhelm him. Aside from speed, Lin Chong was completely outmatched by Lu Junyi in strength, skill, and stamina.

After twenty or so exchanges, Lin Chong's face was grave, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and blood gushing from the tiger's mouth of his hands gripping the spear shaft, even staining the white tassel of his silver spear red! The sound of tiger and leopard claws stepping on the stone slabs was somewhat disordered.

Helpless, after thirty rounds, Lin Chong feigned retreat with his eighteen-foot spear, turning his horse to retreat. His defeat was convincing, luring the enemy deeper. But in that instant of withdrawal, the seemingly exhausted spearhead suddenly snapped back like lightning! The "Returning Spear" move of the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear technique was no longer concealed, carrying a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, and pierced Lu Junyi's chest with the precision of a venomous dragon!

At the critical moment, Lu Junyi didn't move an inch! Flames surged around him, and the scales of the Qilin suddenly solidified, transforming into an indestructible shield of light. Accompanied by the resounding clang of metal clashing, the spear tip pierced the scales, sparks flying, yet it failed to advance an inch!

This slight pause became Lin Chong's fatal flaw. Lu Junyi's eyes were like ice, and his eighteen-foot spear was already poised to strike. Almost simultaneously with the spearhead colliding with the scales, it transformed into an even fiercer and more ruthless black rainbow and stabbed out!

"Pfft!"

With a sickening thud, the spearhead sliced ​​through the leather like a knife, first shattering the protective mirror on Lin Chong's chest, and then, in the instant the mirror shattered and flew apart, the blade mercilessly tore open Lin Chong's breastplate and plunged into his left shoulder! The violent force was overwhelming and unstoppable, instantly knocking Lin Chong to the ground!

Chapter 343: The Three Heroes of Liangshan Battle the Qilin

"Oh no! Quickly, save Lin Chong!!!"

Seeing the situation was dire, Wu Yong, who had replaced Liu Hong as the commander of the central army, immediately ordered his generals to rush to the rescue. The one who charged the fastest was Thunderbolt Qin Ming.

Without tactics, without skill, driven only by pure destructive urges! Qin Ming, enveloped in the infernal flames that could incinerate everything, transformed her obsidian body into a burning meteor that tore through the sky! The sky cracked and melted in her path of charge, the air was brutally compressed and ignited, emitting a shrill, ghostly wail!

Its power seemed to be able to smash everything in its path, people and cities alike, into dust! Even the sky itself was completely ignited by the demonic fire, turning into a sinister and terrifying dark green.

Faced with this earth-shattering impact, Lu Junyi didn't even fully turn her head. She merely held her spear to the side, a cold glint flashing in her deep, abyss-like eyes. The void behind Lu Junyi violently distorted, conjuring a gigantic, towering phantom of a Qilin! Its scales were clearly defined, radiating an ancient and boundless divine light of flames. Following Lu Junyi's will, the phantom suddenly raised a giant claw imbued with tangible pressure, slamming it down fiercely towards the oncoming hellish meteor!

Boom! ! !

The Infernal Demon Star and the Primordial Qilin Claw collided violently, and time seemed to freeze for a moment. Then came a deafening roar that shattered eardrums! From the point of impact, a visible shockwave, carrying shattered black flames and scattered cyan-gold fragments, spread wildly like a tsunami, carving deep trenches into the ground! Qin Ming's Star-Burning Power, powerful enough to collapse city walls, was actually firmly resisted by the Qilin Claw! The demonic fire fiercely scorched and eroded the Qilin Holy Flame, emitting a piercing sizzling sound, yet it was like a giant wave crashing against a reef, unable to budge it in the slightest!

At that moment, Lu Junyi actually used a move from the Wu Song Tiger Claw style, his two Qilin beast claws wildly flailing about, as if he were engaging in a frenzied, death-defying dance with the hellfire colossus. The demonic flames on Qin Ming's ferocious stone body were instantly shattered by most of them, revealing the charred and cracked obsidian. The impact that Qin Ming was so proud of, which carried immense power, was forcibly suppressed, disintegrated, and even counter-injured by Lu Junyi!

The defeat was inevitable! Lu Junyi's eyes flashed with cold light! The giant Qilin claw that had been pressing down on her suddenly tightened its grip! "Bang!" An overwhelming, invisible force clenched down! Qin Ming's massive hellfire body was sent flying backward like a cannonball, as if struck by an invisible giant hammer! Accompanied by a spray of scorching blood and obsidian debris, she crashed heavily into a pile of broken walls and ruins behind her, sending dust and rubble flying into the sky! Only a huge crater with smoke rising from it remained.

For a moment, Qin Ming looked at Lu Junyi with a hint of awe. Her strength was only slightly weaker than Qin Ming's, but Qin Ming was not able to gain an overwhelming advantage in strength.

Lu Junyi's skills, speed, and agility completely overwhelmed Qin Ming!

Lu Junyi withstood Qin Ming's brutal and powerful attack head-on, yet remained completely unmoved! However, she was ultimately thrown into disarray by the shock of that blow.

Taking advantage of the brief lull, Lin Chong took a deep breath, suppressing his surging blood and qi, and forcefully mustered his strength. Amidst the heart-pounding fluctuations of the subspace, and the churning, terrifying waves of subspace, he transformed into a demonic form over ten meters tall!

The ferocious terror of tigers and leopards blended seamlessly with the graceful allure of women, creating a perfect harmony. The towering, eighteen-foot-long spear once again gleamed with a chilling light, like a venomous snake's tongue, aiming for Lu Junyi's exposed ribs! Qin Ming roared and pounced again, his giant hellfire mace, imbued with demonic fire and molten lava, sweeping across Lu Junyi's waist and abdomen! The previous one-on-one fight instantly transformed into a combined attack!

Lu Junyi let out a long roar that shook the sky! The coiled dragon golden spear danced as if it possessed a spirit! The spear shadows flickered, so fast it was hard to tell! At times it moved like a mountain, accurately parrying Qin Ming's heavy club, which was powerful enough to split rocks. The immense force of the collision made Qin Ming's arm go numb with each block! At other times it moved like a venomous dragon's claws, appearing and disappearing unpredictably towards Lin Chong's ever-changing spear shadows. The tricky force from the spear tip forced Lin Chong to change his move and defend at the last second!

Amidst the dust and blood mist, a colossal dragon with shimmering golden scales charged left and right! To its left, venomous spears gleamed coldly, while to its right, a massive club roared and slammed down with the force of wind and thunder! The spears, clubs, and shadows clashed and collided, the clanging, impacts, and tearing sounds of energy raining down like a torrential downpour!

Three colossal beasts roared and fought fiercely, while Lu Junyi, fighting two against one, actually managed to unleash an unparalleled offensive amidst the desperate attacks of the two fierce generals! The golden spear in his hands seemed to come alive, possessing both the domineering power to shake mountains and the subtle skill to see through the smallest details! Lin Chong and Qin Ming, though fighting with all their might, were unable to gain the upper hand in the two-on-one battle! With each clash of weapons, both men felt a violent tremor throughout their bodies, their arms growing increasingly heavy! Lu Junyi's spear seemed like an inexhaustible source of power, growing stronger with each battle, its momentum growing ever more formidable!

With a deafening roar, guns, spears, and clubs clashed violently. The point where the three weapons met erupted with a deafening energy boom. The shockwave from the explosion, carrying with it the Qilin Divine Fire, the Frost Winter Demonic Ice, and the Demonic Lava, exploded in all directions, simultaneously shattering Qin Ming's Hellfire body. Lu Junyi's Qilin phantom also knocked Lin Chong's ten-meter-tall Demon Prince form back to his mortal form.

All three coughed up blood and stumbled backward, but Lu Junyi only took two steps back, while Lin Chong and Qin Ming both took three steps back before regaining their balance.

Then, the three of them, in their mortal form, wielded dragon spears, serpent spears, and giant clubs in a bloodthirsty battle.

Seeing that his two elder brothers could not gain the upper hand under Lu Junyi's overwhelming spear force, a rider on a green horse kicked up a cloud of dust and burst out of the formation like a green whirlwind!

A chilling, cold, and eerie blue blade of light, like a glimpse of light from the cracks of hell, suddenly appeared. The newcomer was none other than Yang Zhi, the Blue-Faced Beast!

Knowing the situation was critical, she went all out from the moment she entered the arena! Her ancestral golden dragon saber, without any fancy prelude, unleashed a single, gleaming azure light, a culmination of her life's energy! The speed of this strike seemed to tear through space itself! The blade, vibrating and slicing at breakneck speed, emitted a terrifying, piercing sound, like a ghost's wail!

Timing! Angle! Speed! Power! Yang Zhi's strike perfectly showcased the full glory of the former Marquis Yang!

However, Lu Junyi also displayed his invincible skills, first using the unpredictable footwork of the Shadow Hand style to evade Lin Chong and Qin Ming's attacks like a ghost.

Then, using the Steel Soul Style's blade barrier, he swung the Dragon Spear in a flurry of spear flowers, forcefully withstanding Yang Zhizhi's sure-fire killing move!

The four peerless weapons—knife, spear, club, and gun—clashed wildly at a speed too fast for the naked eye to follow! The clanging of metal against metal caused the eardrums of the onlookers to ache and their hearts to pound wildly. The extremely harsh scraping and impacting sounds were like thousands of vengeful ghosts pounding on their bones in hell!

Each collision created a visible ripple of energy! The sparks that flew up were stretched into countless short lines of fire by the powerful winds generated by their ferocious battle, weaving and dancing around the four of them!

Tragic! Suffocating! Extremely dangerous!

Lu Junyi's golden spear still moved like a dragon churning the river, its blade flashing with deadly intent, but he no longer possessed the absolute control he had when fighting two opponents! He needed more precise timing and more complex and swift moves to simultaneously neutralize weapons attacking from three deadly directions.

Even with his unparalleled martial arts skills, he was held back in place by the combined efforts of these three fierce generals! He could no longer advance, and his earth-shattering offensive momentum had been halted!

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Four figures stirred into a whirlwind that continuously spewed out sparks of death and explosions! Blades flashed, spears gleamed, clubs roared like thunder, and golden spears moved like dragons! The net painstakingly constructed by the three weapons barely managed to trap the Qilin that was about to tear the sky apart.

No one could approach! No one could speak! Only the increasingly heavy clanging of weapons sounded, like the Grim Reaper beating an ever-expanding, bloody war drum!

Chapter 344: In the Killing Fields, Zhi Sheng Fights Time Stop

On the right flank, a total of six thousand cavalrymen from both sides fought fiercely. Lin Chong, Qin Ming, and Yang Zhi, the three demons, battled the Qilin to a draw.

On the right flank, a total of six thousand cavalrymen from both sides engaged in a fierce battle on the vast plain! The thunder of hooves and the roar of battle shook the earth. Both sides' cavalrymen laughed, roared, and howled. The brave warriors from Guanzhong first unleashed a rain of arrows, then charged with spears, causing considerable casualties among the Liangshan cavalry even before the battle began.

Leading the Liangshan cavalry was the wrathful, monastic monk Lu Zhisheng! His muscles were full and muscular, like rolling mountains, and beneath his fair skin surged a power as violent as magma! His wide monk's robe was already bulging from the immense force, revealing his muscular arms and shoulders, forged from refined steel. His wide-open phoenix eyes were bloodshot, filled only with the fury of a Vajra capable of burning the very heavens!

The water-polished iron staff in her hand no longer resembled a Buddhist implement; it was more like wielding a heavy black lightning bolt! Each swing produced a dull, booming sound that pierced the air, and when it hit the ground, it created deep craters and rained down rubble! The Song cavalrymen were thrown about, their bodies flying everywhere.

Leading the Song army was Shi Wengong, a woman as beautiful as a peach blossom and as venomous as a snake! This woman was tall and graceful, her tight black dress outlining her breathtaking curves. Every move she made was full of charm, yet she carried a deadly chill.

Her delicate eyebrows held a murderous glint, her eyes darting like a deep, unfathomable pool of autumn water. The halberd in her hand moved like a venomous snake's tongue, cunning, unpredictable, and incredibly swift!

Instead of directly confronting Lu Zhisheng's fierce and unparalleled strength, she moved like a ghost along the edge of the storm of staff shadows. Her movements were so light that they were almost elusive. Every time she narrowly avoided the blows that could split mountains and shatter rocks, she used vicious moves such as stabbing, picking, slashing, and wiping to leave winding bloodstains on Lu Zhisheng's monk's robe and even his tough skin!

"Shi Wengong! Long time no see! This time, I will definitely not lose to you!!!"

Lu Zhisheng's roar shook the surrounding area, his arm muscles bulging like dragons!

She stomped her foot, causing the earth to tremble violently, and she swung the heavy iron staff into an impenetrable vortex of destruction!

The staff's wind was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, completely sealing off all of Shi Wengong's space to dodge. This staff strike was a culmination of Lu Zhisheng's boundless hatred and all his strength. It was so fast that it left afterimages, and its power was enough to smash a giant elephant into a pulp!

There was no way to avoid it! But Shi Wengong's lips curled into an extremely eerie and cruel smile.

Time stood frozen at that moment!

An invisible ripple swept outwards from Shi Wengong! The engulfing dust, flying stones, distorted air currents, and even the sounds were completely frozen! It was like a picture frozen in time.

Lu Zhisheng's earth-shattering staff strike, along with her furious, muscular body, froze completely in mid-air! Like a suddenly frozen, powerful and beautiful azure stone statue, the violent aura still lingered in the posture, but it could no longer move an inch.

Only the lingering astonishment and a trace of anger forcibly "frozen" in her eyes were clearly visible in the frozen light.

In this still, utterly silent abyss, Shi Wengong, like the Grim Reaper strolling under the moon, glided gracefully through the cracks of time, casually dodging the Staff of Destruction frozen above his head. His cool fingertips, with a hint of amusement, gently brushed against Lu Zhisheng's arm muscles, which were taut from exertion but now stiff as iron, feeling the primal force that was being suppressed.

“Brute force? ... Ridiculous. Among all of Master’s disciples, you are the worst in skill, relying on your brute strength to act recklessly.”

Shi Wengong whispered in Lu Zhisheng's ear with a hint of disdain and contempt, his voice clear and jarring in the absolute silence.

"For the sake of our past camaraderie on the Western Xia battlefield, I will spare your life, but I should teach you a lesson!"

Under Lu Zhisheng's frozen, furious gaze, Shi Wengong brandished his halberd, making the weapon spin three times in the air like a windmill, gaining maximum acceleration and reaching its limit! The incomparably sharp halberd blade precisely and fatally tore open Lu Zhisheng's unsuspecting body, diagonally tearing a horrifying wound that revealed the bone from his left shoulder to his right waist.

The left scapula, by breaking the tendons, blocks the power of the arms swinging the cane.

Below his left rib, just inches from his heart! Fresh blood gushed out.