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  Liu Feng prepared to hang his heavy spear on the saddle and sit back to watch a good show of slaughter.

  In front of them was a raging fire blocking their path, and in the air, arrows were falling like rain. The most infuriating thing was that the ambushing enemy was right before their eyes, but Cao's army could only grit their teeth and endure being shot at without being able to fight back, unable to enter the muddy marsh.

  One thousand Cao troops were stuck in a situation where they could neither advance nor retreat.

  Xu Chu wielded his elephant-nose knife, effortlessly deflecting the incoming arrows. This level of arrow fire couldn't harm Xu Chu, who was at the pinnacle of martial arts, but the soldiers around him were increasingly struggling to cope. As he watched one of his subordinates fall at his feet, a fierce anger ignited in Xu Chu's mind.

  Having fought all his life, Xuehu had never encountered such a predicament and was truly enraged.

  At this moment, Xu Chu's eyes glanced at the fire wall and saw Liu Feng strolling leisurely, as if watching a monkey show. It was this yellow-haired boy who had spared his life under the knife, now actually showing unprecedented shame and anger towards Xu Chu.

  His anger surged, his indignation turned into madness in an instant. Xu Chu suddenly let out a long whistle, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and rode the black horse under him towards the firewall at full speed.

  Liu Feng's eyes narrowed: "No way, did you think you could ride a horse over the firewall? You're kidding, thinking this is some kind of acrobatic stunt?"

  Most animals are naturally afraid of fire, and horses are no exception. Most well-trained warhorses, although they will not panic in the chaos of battle, do not have the special training to jump through flaming hoops, which is unique to circus horses.

  Liu Feng did not believe that Xu Chu could ride through the wall of fire, and a comical scene had already appeared in his mind: the speeding warhorse would suddenly stop in front of the wall of fire, throwing Xu Chu off violently, and even if he was not thrown into the pit of fire, at least he would be thrown to the ground.

  The flames were raging, and the iron tower-like giant was unstoppable. Just over a dozen steps away from the firewall, Xu Chu suddenly pulled out a black cloth from his waist and quickly covered the horse's eyes. The warhorse, which was afraid of fire, now had its vision completely blocked, but instead of being frightened, it galloped forward with all its might, reaching the edge of the fire pit in an instant. At this critical moment, Xu Chu clamped his legs tightly around the horse's belly, and with a swift motion, he pulled the reins upwards, causing the warhorse to let out a long whinny as it leapt into the air.

  In the field of vision, that one rider and horse, like a giant black blade, even the raging flames were parted by that shocking leap, opening up a path.

  The iron-like horse hooves heavily fell to the ground, and the strong wind behind him even pulled out a trail of flames. Under Liu Feng's stunned gaze, Xu Chu incredibly flew over the wall of fire, and with the momentum of landing, the ferocious killing god like a beast rushed towards him like a stormy rain.

  "Is he a man or a god!" Liu Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

  Although Liu Feng felt that his martial skills had greatly improved since the beginning of the month, he was even more aware of his current strength, which was still far from being a match for Xu Chu. Moreover, it was an enraged Xu Chu.

  Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, retreat is the best option.

  At the movement of Liu Feng's mind, he turned his horse to leave. More than ten steps away, Xu Chu had already anticipated this and saw him swing his long arms three times in a flash, but couldn't see what action he was taking when three small stones, as thin as thumbs, whizzed through the air with a humming sound towards Liu Feng.

  Three stones arrived one after another, with force, speed and angle all seemingly calculated precisely in advance, sealing off all of Liu Feng's retreat routes without leaving any room for error, so that he didn't even have time to pull the reins and retreat.

  Liu Feng had no choice but to raise his silver heavy spear, mobilize his strength to its peak, and open up in all directions, striking down the incoming stones one by one. Each stone that shot towards him carried an unstoppable force, and if a human body were to be hit, it would undoubtedly be pierced through.

  With each blow, Liu Feng could feel the heavy force transmitted through the gun, and the powerful impact not only made his tiger's mouth numb, but also poured into his body along his arm, making his five internal organs seem to be whipped by a wet whip.

  Fortunately, Liu Feng had the heavy spear given by Zhao Yun in his hand, and with the increase in strength over the past month, he was able to counter Xu Zhu's stone-strike this time, which was far less strenuous than last time.

  The killer move has just begun.

  After three pebbles were thrown, the iron-like giant had already charged within seven steps. The gleaming elephant-nose knife was flashing with cold light, and a fan-shaped horizontal cut was about to arrive in an instant.

  At such a close distance, if he wanted to turn his horse around and retreat, it would be equivalent to exposing his back to the enemy, and before his warhorse could even accelerate, his body might have been cut in two by Xu Chu. Liu Feng had no other choice but to once again confront Xu Chu's demonic knife skills head-on.

  The path of retreat was gone, and all his spirit was concentrated on the enemy who would arrive in a twinkling. Xu Chu's fierce "momentum" had already made it difficult for Liu Feng to disturb his mind, but the huge gap in "power" and "technique" still made him not have enough confidence.

  Last time, it was just two knives, and he was seriously injured. What about this time? The final result is likely to be death under Xu Zhu's knife. So what can be gained may only be a light and casual praise from the victorious Xu Zhu.

  At this moment, Liu Feng was shaken again. He felt that the air around him was being rapidly drained away, and his heart and body were sinking into an icy abyss. The faint glimmer of hope was almost making him lose the will to resist.

  Suddenly, Zhao Yun's words echoed in his ears: Without even a conviction of certain victory, what is the point of fighting?

  Those words, as resolute as iron, were like a flash of lightning that tore through the dark sky, instantly re-illuminating Liu Feng's vast and pitch-black mind.

  Not fighting is death, I won't die!

  Liu Feng's mind was transformed between breaths, having undergone a change like that of heaven and earth. His eagle eyes suddenly focused, his heavy spear stabbed heavily into the ground beneath his feet. With a loud roar, his ape-like arms exerted their strength, actually lifting up a mud block weighing over ten kilograms from the ground, sending it crashing towards Xu Zhu who was charging in from five paces away.

  On the battlefield, he had seen cold arrows shot, flying stones launched, and hand-held halberds thrown. What tactics had Xu Chu not encountered? But at this critical moment, using clods of earth to launch an attack was a strange tactic that he had never seen before.

  That soft lump of mud wasn't some hard rock, and in fact didn't have any killing power. Xu Chu could have easily turned his head to avoid it, but it was precisely his arrogant and violent personality that made him swing his sword horizontally without even thinking about it.

  This slash didn't matter, the mud clod exploded into countless tiny mud dots, splashing in all directions, close at hand, Xu Chu hadn't reacted yet, and his muscular face, steel-like whiskers were covered with large patches of mud.

  Never had he experienced such a predicament, Xu Chu's mind was both shocked and enraged, just as he slightly lost his focus, Liu Feng stretched out with one arm, his heavy spear like a silver dragon, piercing through the muddy rain that filled the air, unstoppable in its momentum, thrusting straight at Xu Chu.

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