I summoned all the famous generals of history in another world.

Chapter 838 The Seed of Fear in the Heart

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However, Si Yan was slightly inferior in terms of the depth of his internal energy, and his strength had been somewhat depleted after a series of fierce battles.

Li Cunxiao seized the opportunity to strike, his sword flashing across Si Yan's shoulder like lightning, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.

Si Yan groaned in pain, but gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain, swinging the Asura Purgatory Halberd in his hand even more frantically.

Although he is a martial arts fanatic, it doesn't mean he can't see the situation clearly or is unafraid of death.

The situation is now very clear. Si Yan can clearly feel that he is far from being a match for this Yellow Turban bandit general.

In other words, he was now at a critical juncture of life and death. If he could not defeat Li Cunxiao in one fell swoop, he would surely lose his life here.

Thinking of this, Si Yan took a deep breath, his expression suddenly tightened, and then his blood-red aura surged wildly, condensing all his aura at the tip of the halberd, preparing to unleash his most powerful attack.

"God and Demon Annihilation Strike!"

Si Yan roared, and his entire body's qi erupted instantly. The blood-red light was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The Asura Purgatory Halberd drew a perfect arc in the air, carrying a world-destroying power, and slashed straight at Li Cunxiao.

"Ding! Si Yan's skill, Asura's Ultimate Strike, has been activated!"

The Divine Demon Annihilation Strike: When this secret technique is used, the user wields a halberd and performs the Divine Demon Annihilation Strike. After this effect is activated, the user's own martial power amplification and the suppression of the opponent's martial power effects in all skills cannot be activated. After using this effect, the user's martial power is instantly increased by 20-32 points and the opponent's martial power is suppressed by 3-6 points (this increases with the charging time; the longer the charging time, the higher the increase). After this effect is activated, the user's physical strength and stamina are greatly consumed, and the halberd in hand is slightly damaged.

Currently, Si Yan's base attack power is 108, his weapon is the Asura Purgatory Halberd (+1), his warhorse is the Asura Blood Steed (+1), and his weapon is the God and Demon Extinction Cleaver (+32).

Si Yan's current combat strength has increased to 142!

"What?"

Seeing his opponent suddenly launch a fatal attack, a look of astonishment flashed in Li Cunxiao's eyes.

As a top-tier war god, he could clearly feel the terror of this attack. He never expected that this opponent, who seemed to be no better than Yuan Hong, would have such skills.

Although somewhat surprised, Li Cunxiao did not pause his movements at all, simultaneously wielding the Yuwang Spear and the Biyan Claw. The white-gray qi surged like a tide, colliding with Si Yan's blood-red qi in the air and producing a deafening explosion.

The two streams of energy intertwined, forming a dazzling light curtain that enveloped the entire battlefield.

However, despite Si Yan's best efforts, his attack ultimately failed to achieve a decisive victory against Li Cunxiao's near-invincible strength.

"Ding! Li Cunxiao's skill Flying Tiger effect one has been activated three more times, increasing his martial prowess by 1 +1 +1."

Li Cunxiao's current combat strength has increased to 143!

"drink!"

Li Cunxiao's Yuwang Spear and Bi Yan's Claw exerted their power simultaneously, and actually managed to shake off Si Yan's Shura Purgatory Halberd, which was equipped with a fatal technique, by relying on his own internal energy!

Si Yan felt a tremendous force coming from him, and the Asura Purgatory Halberd in his hand almost slipped out of his grasp. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his body swayed precariously.

However, disregarding his injuries, he seized the moment when Li Cunxiao was temporarily forced to retreat and quickly turned his horse to leave. Staying there would only lead to his death.

"Walk!"

Si Yan felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that this was no time to linger in the battle. Taking advantage of the moment when he was temporarily held back, he quickly turned his horse and rode away. His blood-red figure moved across the battlefield like a ghost, trying to escape Li Cunxiao's pursuit.

However, Li Cunxiao would not let him off so easily.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Seeing Si Yan flee, a hint of anger flashed in Li Cunxiao's eyes. He shouted and urged his Mo Lin Qianli Hun to chase after him like an arrow.

The Yu King's spear drew a dazzling arc in the air, aiming straight for Si Yan's back.

On the other side, Yang Yin had finally managed to suppress Xiong Kuohai and was about to leave to help Si Yan when he suddenly heard Si Yan's order to retreat.

He was startled, then understood Si Yan's intention. He knew that if he continued to entangle himself with Xiong Kuohai, he would be caught in a situation where he was attacked from both sides.

Therefore, seeing that Si Yan had already begun to retreat, Yang Yin hurriedly turned his horse to prepare for a retreat as well.

However, at that moment, Li Cunxiao caught a glimpse of his figure out of the corner of his eye, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Si Yan may not be good at anything else, but he's quite fast at running away. I was only held back for a short while, but he's already run so far away.

But if we can't catch the old one, we can't catch you, the young one!

"Want to leave? Not so easy!"

Li Cunxiao roared, and the Yuwang Spear suddenly changed direction, heading straight for Yang Yin. The white-gray qi swept over like a whirlwind, making Yang Yin, who was not far away, feel as if a dark cloud was pressing down on him!

"Bang!"

Yang Yin hurriedly used the Soul-Destroying Blood Spear to defend, his dark red aura swirling around him, colliding with the white-gray aura in the air, producing a piercing roar.

However, how could he possibly deal with Li Cunxiao at this time?

Li Cunxiao sneered, and the Yuwang Spear met Yang Yin's Soul-Destroying Blood Spear without hesitation.

As the two streams of energy collided, Yang Yin felt an immense force surge through him, almost knocking his spear away. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"

Li Cunxiao snorted coldly, and was about to continue pursuing Si Yan when he suddenly noticed Yang Yin's unusual behavior.

Yang Yin was in mid-air, but he forcibly steadied himself. He shook the Soul-Destroying Blood Spear in his hand, and dark red qi condensed again, clearly indicating that he wanted to fight again.

"Oh? You do have some backbone!"

"But do you think you can stop me?"

A hint of amusement flashed in Li Cunxiao's eyes. He stopped and looked at Yang Yin coldly.

Yang Yin gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, gripping the Soul-Destroying Blood Spear tightly in his hand, his eyes fixed on Li Cunxiao.

He knew he was no match for Li Cunxiao, but he couldn't just stand by and watch his strongest fighter, Si Yan, who was supporting Qianyuan City, be carelessly left here by Li Cunxiao.

"Yellow Turban rebels, we, the soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty, would rather die than surrender!"

Yang Yin shouted loudly, his dark red aura surging as he attempted a final desperate gamble, but his power was far too insignificant in the face of Li Cunxiao.

Li Cunxiao sneered and swung the Yuwang Spear again, the white-gray energy transforming into a thunderbolt that hurtled straight towards Yang Yin.

Enveloped in dark red aura, Yang Yin felt a blur before his eyes, followed by an irresistible force. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Hmph, is that all you've got? You dare to be my enemy?"

"Tell me, how many reinforcements does your Great Qian Dynasty have?"

Li Cunxiao snorted coldly, walked up to Yang Yin, stomped him on the ground, and said coldly.

Yang Yin gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and remained silent.