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  In the instant that his sword broke, Liu Feng suddenly had a kind of illusion, as if what he was holding in his hand was not a sword, but only a bundle of wheat straw that could not withstand a single blow.

  At the moment of shock, the enemys killing move had not been cancelled, and in a situation where he didnt even have time to dodge, the sharp blade that made people tremble fiercely chopped down on Liu Fengs back armor. The thick iron armor that could withstand strong bows and crossbows was now easily cut open like tofu.

  In an instant, Liu Feng felt a piercing pain on his back, which was the sword blade cutting through the thick armor and tearing his skin. And it was this stinging pain that suddenly awakened Liu Feng from his shock, his body almost instinctively following the enemys slashing momentum to lean forward.

  The sword finally stopped at a distance of three inches from entering the flesh. Fortunately, Liu Feng reacted extremely quickly; otherwise, he would have been cut in two by now.

  Life and death occurred in an instant, Liu Feng dodged a fatal blow and got angry. He retracted his long spear and counterattacked to avenge the sword. Just as he twisted his body, Ah Dou, who was in his arms, suddenly flew out.

  That one sword not only cut off Liu Fengs sword, but also broke his armor, cut into his skin, and even cut off the cloak that was tied behind him!

  The war horse was galloping, and the infant A Dou fell rapidly to the ground. When Liu Feng turned his head, he had already fallen heavily to the ground. Behind the falling baby, dozens of tiger and leopard riders were rushing towards them, with countless hooves about to trample the weak life into a pulp in an instant.

  "Perhaps, letting that little brat die in the chaos of war, I can regain my status as Liu Beis only son. At least, this awkward identity bound to me will disappear with the birth of Liu Beis next son."

  At the moment when Adou fell to the ground, a thought flashed through Liu Fengs pitch-black mind like lightning.

  Horses hooves flying about, carrying with them the fluttering grass and dust, ruthlessly trampling over that wailing infant.

  No, he is not the real troublemaker. Since I promised Madam Mei to save him, how can I go back on my word?

  That terrible thought flashed like a meteor, and immediately, Liu Fengs eyes were as sharp as knives. With a loud roar, he grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands and swung it out with all his might.

  That spear, however, was not thrust at the enemy general holding the treasured sword, but instead stabbed fiercely downwards, deeply embedding itself in the earth beneath his feet. At the same time, he exerted great force with both legs and leapt off his horse, using the silver spear to convert his forward momentum into rotational force. Liu Fengs massive body then followed the spear handle in a 180-degree spin.

  Bang!

  He landed with both feet on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. His left arm shot out and quickly picked up Ah Dou from the ground.

  Dozens of Tiger and Leopard Riders, with wide eyes, witnessed this incredible scene. After years of fighting on the battlefield, they had seen all sorts of masters, but it was their first time seeing such a strange technique.

  But the enemy general holding the treasured sword, relying on its sharpness, attempted to strike down his opponent with one blow. However, he never expected that in just an instant, the young general would miraculously appear behind him.

  In a state of shock, he suddenly turned his head back, and a red and white alternating ray of light rushed towards him. The enemy general only felt a chill in his chest, and Liu Feng had picked up Adou at the same time, and with a reverse hand, a spear had already struck like lightning.

  “——”

  Fresh blood gushed out of his mouth, and the enemy general vaguely spat out a word. The precious sword in his hand was powerless to grasp again, clattering to the ground. His two hands grasped the silver spear that pierced his chest, and he was dragged down from the horse by Liu Feng.

  "Cut off the old man!"

  Liu Feng exerted another burst of strength, and the silver spear sank three more inches, its blade emerging from the enemys back with a splash of flesh.

  "General Xiahou!"

  The troops of the rear tiger and leopard cavalry saw that their general was killed in front of them, and they were all sorrowful and furious. Dozens of riders hesitated for a moment before swarming towards Liu Feng again.

  The enemy is approaching, Liu Feng wants to wait for the gun to welcome the battle, but that surname Xiahous enemy general although dead, two stiff corpse hands are tightly grasping the gun handle and not letting go. Liu Feng adds strength to his arm, dragging the corpse to move several steps, but still cant pull out the silver gun.

  His weapon was bound, and the vengeful group of enemies rushed in, Liu Feng didnt have time to think much, quickly reacting, he abandoned the silver spear inserted into the corpse, leaped forward, picked up the treasured sword a few steps away.

  The angry shout of "Kill!" pierced the eardrum, and the earth seemed to crack under the thunderous impact of horse hooves. As he turned his head sharply, two tiger-like riders swooped down upon him, their warhorses front legs raised high like towering iron pillars, their massive shadows almost blocking out the remaining sunlight. Amidst the intense killing aura, two gleaming icy lights flashed through the air, and although Liu Feng couldnt see what kind of weapons they were, he could already feel the overwhelming pressure of their full-force attack.

  The enemy cavalry was high and looked down, with heavy long weapons striking with force. Although Liu Feng held a precious sword that could cut through iron like mud, it was only a short weapon after all. Confronting the enemy head-on would put him at a disadvantage. Moreover, more enemies were approaching from behind, while Zhao Yun was still on his way to rescue him. Distant water couldnt extinguish the nearby fire; how could one sword withstand the attack of dozens of times more enemies?

  What should I do?

  At this moment, Liu Feng was like standing on the edge of a cliff of ten thousand feet, and if he was slightly careless, he would fall into the abyss and be crushed to death. No one could save him, and life and death were up to himself.

  Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Liu Fengs mind, as if a rope had suddenly dropped from the cliff above, regardless of three or seven or twenty-one, he grabbed it without hesitation.

  Kneeling down, the whole person shortened by three points, and at the same time, his feet quickly retreated backwards. The enemy cavalrys hooves thundered down, and the giant blade chopped through the air, cutting open two gullies on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

  Liu Feng, who dodged the blow, took a step forward and swung his sword to the left and right. With a "whooshing" sound, two tall war horses let out a pained whinny and their massive bodies crashed to the ground. Their thick front hooves had been easily severed by Liu Fengs sword, which could cut through iron like mud.

  Two enemy soldiers never expected that the young man in front of them would be so cunning. They cried out and fell off the crippled horse, before they even hit the ground, Liu Fengs figure took a step back, spun around rapidly on the spot, and the sword in his hand flashed like a flying wave.

  Two enemies bodies had not yet fallen to the ground when they were cut in half by a flash of blades, their front and back limbs falling to the ground one after another. Broken intestines flowed out from the severed parts along with thick hot blood, and all sorts of foul and filthy things spewed out from the broken intestines, wetting the ground around them and forming two patches of nauseating mud.

  The sword move was so fast, the blade so sharp, that it wasnt until after they hit the ground that the two enemy soldiers felt the intense pain of their severed bodies. They looked back in shock to discover that their lower halves had been separated from them. The remaining upper half of one of the enemies let out a mournful cry, like an earthworm whose body had been pinched off, and with his hands grasping at the foul-smelling mud, he crawled a few inches towards his severed lower half, leaving behind only a short trail of blood before quickly losing consciousness.

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