113 The Peerless Grandmaster (1)
The collision between the two Dao Masters caused smoke and dust to erupt, and for rubble to fly everywhere. Everyone thought that the battle had just begun, but they did not expect that with just a face-off, a head would fall to the ground.
How could the battle end so fast?
On the walls of Ningzhou City, there was a sudden panic. Many soldiers could not believe their eyes, and their faces gradually turned ashen.
Meanwhile, the Qingxuan Army below the city burst out with loud cheers, causing the Black Tiger Army guarding the city wall to plunge into despair.
Peng Lu held onto the crenels of the city wall, his heart also sinking to the bottom. “Is that… General Dong’s head…?”
He stared at the head that was still rolling on the ground. It was covered in blood and dirt, and its face could no longer be seen.
Guan Feng remained silent. Although he also hoped that the head did not belong to Dong Jiusheng, he knew that even if Dong Jiusheng were to use a forbidden technique, it would still be impossible for him to kill Geng Yuanlong with a single strike.
“This is fate!” Guan Feng stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes gradually became calm. “Dying on the battlefield is an honor. What’s there to fear?”
Peng Lu sighed and said, “Master, that’s not what you said yesterday.”
“You brat! You’re just trying to undermine me!” Guan Feng glared at him. “When we get back home, I’ll give you something to cry about.”
The two of them looked at each other and laughed out loud again. They felt carefree—as if life had returned to normal again for a moment.
The autumn wind was strong and cold. The dust on the battlefield was slowly blown away, and a blurry figure gradually appeared in the still field.
“What?” Peng Lu stared at that figure and suddenly quivered. He roared, “He’s holding a blade, not a spear!”
Although their faces could not be seen clearly, the appearance of their weapons was very different, so it was easy to recognize who was who.
On the city wall, there was a sudden commotion. The soldiers who were despairing just now held their breaths when they heard this. They swarmed to the side of the wall and looked at the figure with wide eyes.
“It’s a blade! It’s a blade!” one of the soldiers cried out excitedly. It was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing. It was as if a fuse had been lit, causing a commotion among the people on the city wall.
Soon, the smoke and dust cleared, and the gray-robed figure was finally revealed.
Dong Jiusheng of the Black Tiger Army was standing with his blade in hand, completely unscathed!
“Alright!”
“Good job!”
This time, it was the Qingxuan Army’s turn to be silent. A few of the vanguard generals’ eyes were filled with disbelief. How could Geng Yuanlong be killed with a single strike?
However, in front of ‘Dong Jiusheng’, a headless corpse was lying in a pool of blood. They had no choice but to believe their eyes.
Guan Feng focused on the figure in front of him.
“Could General Dong have been hiding some amazing forbidden technique that risks his life?” he thought to himself. “However, I’m afraid he has reached his limit in order to have been able to kill a Dao Master!”
With this in mind, he quickly called for his men to recall Dong Jiusheng.
However, before Guan Feng could say anything, everyone on the city wall heard “Dong Jiusheng” below circulate his blood Qi and his voice reverberated throughout the wilderness,
“Clowns of the Qingxuan Army, listen up! Who wants to challenge me?”
The morale of the soldiers on the city wall rose again. Many of them were so excited that their faces turned red as they cheered!
“Well done, General Dong!”
“General Dong, you’re invincible!”
“Kill them all!”
The expressions of Guan Feng and the other generals changed slightly. General Dong was able to kill the enemy with one strike. Therefore, must have used a method that cost him greatly. If he continued to fight, he would probably be in deep trouble.
However, now that their morale had soared, if they stopped Dong Jiusheng, it would not be good.
At this moment, another Dao Master rushed out of the enemy’s formation and shouted coldly, “Do you think you can beat me using underhanded means? Think again!”
“You’re too noisy!”
Jiang Ming rolled his eyes and raised his blade. Like an arrow, he fiercely collided with the Dao Master.
The Dao Master, who was still in the air, was chopped into pieces. Blood splattered all over the ground.
“Let’s see who’s next!”
Jiang Ming laughed out loud. The blade in his hand was dripping with blood. He was like a grim reaper. He walked toward the Qingxuan Army’s formation step by step.
Jiang Ming’s eyes were clear, and his aura was getting more and more condensed. The bottleneck that had stopped him for twenty years was becoming more and more fragile today.
It was as if he could break through at any moment!