Mythical Three Kingdoms

”Boom!” With a loud explosion, the horsetail whisk of the youth in Black Clothes was shattered in half, and the combined moves of the other eight completely enveloped Zhao Yun, sending both Zhao Yun and his Night Illuminating Jade Lion flying out.

”You really don’t understand what combat truly means. Merely accumulating Inner Qi Manifestation without being able to exhibit even fifty percent of your strength,” Zhao Yun coldly stood in the sky, looking down at the nine below, realizing their combined strength had surpassed his own, enough to crush him!

Having seen top warriors in this world unleash tenfold, twelvefold, even fifteenfold or higher of their strength, Zhao Yun felt a peculiar sensation when facing those nine below.

[Is it only relying on one’s brute strength?] Zhao Yun thought silently as he observed the group below. [If Lyu Bu, General Guan, General Zhang, and Yann Liang can achieve it, I think I can too. Never before have I faced so many instances of Inner Qi Manifestation. Very well, very well.]

”Since you’re here, don’t plan on leaving.” Zhao Yun slowly deployed his own secret technique, and after channeling half of his Inner Qi, the Taoists who were originally focused on Zhao Yun suddenly felt the world freeze, all external sounds vanished, and the air ceased to flow.

”What is this...” a Taoist inquired.

”It’s merely a secret technique. Without defeating me, it’s impossible to leave. I sacrificed half of my Inner Qi for this, but I’m confident I can use the remaining half to kill you all,” Zhao Yun said with a gentle smile, sending shivers down everyone’s spine on the scene.

Elsewhere, Guan Yu rode the Curly-Haired Red Hare, desperately heading toward Mount Tai. As for whether Zhao Yun was in danger, Guan Yu wasn’t concerned at all; considering their strength, without baggage, it would be very hard to stop them from leaving.

Guan Yu’s speed was exceptionally fast; this was intended as a solo march, almost galloping at subsonic speed. If not for the burden of the Xuanyuan Cauldron, Guan Yu would have reached Mount Tai by now.

”Whoa!” Guan Yu pulled on the reins, gazing straight ahead, seeing no one, but his Heart Spirit remained increasingly vigilant.

”So cautious!” A Taoist, clad in Golden Robes, who seemed to be only thirty-four or thirty-five, hovered in the air, then a Blue-Clad Taoist appeared on Guan Yu’s left side, a Blue-Robed Taoist on his left rear, a Red-Robed Taoist on the right rear, and finally, a Yellow-robed Daoist appeared.

Guan Yu’s expression was incredibly grave. Each of the five who appeared displayed a presence not much weaker than his own, with the last gray-yellow Maa Yi Taoist even slightly stronger.

”Hand over the Xuanyuan Cauldron to us. We don’t want to kill unnecessarily. You should sense that our strength is not inferior to yours,” the first Golden Robed Taoist said to Guan Yu. They were the ones who came killing from the Northwest.

Guan Yu gripped the Green Dragon Crescent Blade tightly without responding. Everything was expressed in silence. Concerning Liu Bei’s hegemonic aspirations, how could he relent over a mere sentence?

At this moment, Guan Yu’s heart was utterly calm, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in one hand and the Xuanyuan Cauldron in the other.

”Then don’t blame us!” Before the Golden Robed Taoist finished speaking, Guan Yu transformed into a blade of blue light, already upon them. As the blade light swept by, the formerly unafraid-to-die Golden Robed Taoist fell slowly. His body, his Heart Spirit, his Spirit had been extinguished by Guan Yu’s slash!

”Die!” Originally unable to wield three swords, at this crucial moment, Guan Yu skillfully executed them. The instant he swung the second blade, the Curly-Haired Red Hare intuitively positioned itself beside the Blue-Clad Taoist. One slash, die!

When the third blade slashed out, the remaining three Taoists reacted in the blink of an eye. Unfortunately, even with the combined defense of three, the Blue-Robed Taoist was obliterated under Guan Yu’s blade.

Turning the horse around, Guan Yu stood calmly in the sky, looking at the remaining two. Although he was almost entirely depleted of Inner Qi, having spent nearly all of it with those three moves, he didn’t feel as exhausted as before. Instead, he was overwhelmingly spirited.

With icy arrogant eyes fixed on the two, Guan Yu remained silent, while they were too preoccupied to think of the loss of the three and kept a wary eye on Guan Yu, afraid he might attack again. These were top-level experts equivalent to Guan Yu; in such a short moment, three had fallen directly!

Guan Yu quietly watched them without adjusting his breath. After consuming ninety percent of his Inner Qi, through his heightened Spirit, he vaguely grasped something.

A gust of wind blew past, and Guan Yu, with half-closed eyes, opened them slightly. At this moment, the remaining two Taoists launched an attack; however, due to Guan Yu’s previous impressive display, neither dared to get too close, launching probing attacks from a distance.

Guan Yu wielded the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, barely deflecting their attacks with what little Inner Qi he had left. In this moment, Guan Yu gained a bit of enlightenment.

Guan Yu’s counterattack said a lot. Yellow and Red no longer hesitated to unleash their strongest attacks on Guan Yu. Soon, several wounds appeared on Guan Yu, but his expression remained aloof and cold, and his resistance grew more proficient.

”Boom!” Guan Yu flung the Xuanyuan Cauldron with his right hand at the Yellow-robed Daoist, who froze momentarily before happily embracing it. Upon freeing his right hand, Guan Yu gripped his blade with both hands and slashed in the air, causing the Yellow-robed Daoist to go blank and then never open his eyes again.

”Only you are left!” Guan Yu, reaching for the Xuanyuan Cauldron again, looked across with calm resolve. Though utterly depleted of Inner Qi inside, he felt no fear, gazing levelly at the other, confident of killing him even without Inner Qi.

”How is this possible!” the Red-Robed Taoist stared in terror at Guan Yu. As his fellow Taoists were consecutively slain by Guan Yu, he felt increasingly anxious, and now with only him and Guan Yu left, he dared not claim to be equal to Guan Yu, even though he could no longer sense Guan Yu’s Inner Qi.

”Go to hell!” Guan Yu peered levelly at him, his originally half-closed Phoenix Eyes abruptly opening. In the Red-Robed Taoist’s view, a massive Green Dragon Crescent Blade was reflected, slicing him clean in two.

”Divine...” the Red-Robed Taoist muttered before his entire being split in half and fell.

”Trash, possessing Inner Qi Cultivation and Spiritual Cultivation not inferior to mine, yet with a Heart Spirit so fragile, deserved to be annihilated by my Power of Heart Spirit!” Guan Yu coldly watched the falling Red-Robed Taoist.

The final strike was imbued with his Power of Heart Spirit attached to the blade’s momentum. The Sword Spirit of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade carried his inevitable will, cutting down the enemy from the plane of Spirit and Will. Its power was not the strongest, yet if one could not withstand Guan Yu’s pure will, there was only the outcome of being cleaved in two! (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with a recommendation ticket or a monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)