Chapter 659: The pinnacle battle (6) is extremely powerful

Chapter 659: The Peak Battle (6): The Mighty Power of the World

Chapter 657: The Peak Battle (6) is Unparalleled in Might

 Hang Zhang Ying was killed by a halberd. To Xiang Yu, this was just a trivial matter.

Then Xiang Yu made a sweeping move and cut off the leg of the horse closest to him. Lei Bo, who was under Yuan Shu's command, was also carried off the horse.

"Sweep the thousands of troops." Xiang Yu shouted, waving his halberd.

 After a large sweep, accompanied by the sound of weapons breaking, several people were knocked away. As for the others who were close to Xiang Yu, they were all forced back by the halberd.

Xiang Yu stepped on Lei Bo's back with his left foot and looked at everyone around him coldly. For a moment, no one dared to step forward because of his ferocious power.

 “Spare...spare my life...”

Lei Bo couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled, he could only beg for mercy angrily, but in exchange he got a fatal kick from Xiang Yu.

 “Remember not to be my enemy again in the next life.”

After saying this, Xiang Yu stepped **** Lei Bo's head with his right foot, crushing a human head to pieces in public.

The brain mixed with blood splashed everywhere, but the part that splashed towards Xiang Yu was blocked by Gang Qi gauze, which was so thin that it was not even qualified to dirty the corners of Xiang Yu's clothes.

Yuan Shu's face immediately became extremely ugly when he saw this. Just now he was laughing at Liu Yao because Zhang Ying was instantly killed by Xiang Yu, but now it was his own men's turn. The slap in the face must have been too fast.

 Hang Yu's cruel methods made everyone feel angry, because everyone knew that Xiang Yu was really powerful.

Xiang Yu smiled coldly when he saw this, and then continued to rush into the crowd, using his flexibility to continuously harvest the lives of the generals.

Seeing that Xiang Yuli was getting closer and closer, Yan Baihu and Yan Xing, who had surrendered to Sun Jian, immediately joined forces with Yu Juluo, Han Qinhu and Yang Lin to intercept him.

 “Xiang Yu, accept death.”

Yu Juluo shouted loudly, and then the energy in his body surged into his hands, and he violently slashed at Xiang Yu's head.

Xiang Yu ducked sideways, and when he was about to fight back, Yang Lin and Han Qinhu joined forces to attack again. They could only block the combined attack of the two men by raising their halberds, which also exposed their backs to Brother Yan Baihu.

 “Good opportunity, kill.”

Yan Baihu saw the opportunity, and his brother Yan Xing, one on the left and one on the right, made a sneak attack towards Xiang Yu's abdomen.

Xiang Yu didn't even look at it, and immediately jumped back. When it passed over the heads of the two men, he swung the halberd violently, and the two heads flew out immediately.

Before Xiang Yu even landed, Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan attacked him from the left, while there were five generals on the right, forming a pincer attack.

 “The overlord carries the cauldron.”

With a loud shout, Xiang Yu struck Xiahou Dun with a halberd in the air. Seeing this, Xiahou Yuan's face suddenly became extremely solemn, and he immediately came to Xiahou Dun's side.

The two Xiahou brothers joined forces and blocked Xiang Yu's domineering halberd, but they were also hit directly and the men and horses were pushed back more than ten meters.

 The crisis was not over. As soon as Xiang Yu landed, five generals immediately attacked him and launched attacks simultaneously without hesitation.

Boom…

 After a loud noise, Xiang Yu was seen holding a halberd in his left hand, blocking the weapons from the five generals in front of him, while Lu Weiheng under Yuan Shao was preparing to sneak attack on him from his right.

“Xiang Yu, your head belongs to me, Lu Weiheng.”

Xiang Yu had a look of disdain on his face, and then he made a fist with his right hand. After blocking the stabbing shot with one fist, he turned his fist into a claw shape and slapped Lu Wei horizontally.

"die."

After a loud shout, Xiang Yu smashed Lu Weiheng's breastplate with one claw, and then penetrated Lu Weiheng's chest with one claw.

Looking at the arm stabbed into his chest, Lu Weiheng said in disbelief: "How...is this possible..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Weiheng's body was kicked away by Xiang Yu, and then he held a halberd in both hands. The five generals who were wrestling with him were all bounced away. A cold glint flashed in Xiang Yu's eyes, and then he held the halberd in his right hand again and said coldly: "Take the move, pick eighteen with one hand."

Eighteen halberds emerged and struck overwhelmingly at the five generals on the opposite side. The five generals felt as if they were being flanked by eighteen people, and they could not resist. Four of them were directly strangled by this move, and one was seriously injured and dying.

 The four people who died were Li Feng under Yuan Shu, Jiang Shi under Tao Qian, Zhou Xi and Zhou Yin under Wang Lang.

 As for the one who was seriously injured and dying, it was Zhu Zhi under Sun Jian.

Zhu Zhi's armor had been shattered, and he was enduring pain that was worse than death. He didn't even have the strength to move.

 Looking at Xiang Yu who was gradually walking towards him, Zhu Zhi showed a desperate expression.

 “Devil, suffer death.”

A young man held a spear and stabbed Xiang Yu in the neck from behind. Xiang Yu didn't even look. He turned his head to avoid the shot and then kicked him directly.

The young man blocked the shot, but was kicked away by Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu continued to walk towards Zhu Zhi as if he had driven away a mosquito.

 “If you are afraid, you will soon be freed.”

Xiang Yu said indifferently, then raised his feet and was about to give Zhu Zhi a good blow when a roar came from behind.

 “Stop, you are not allowed to kill Uncle Zhu.”

The young man roared and rushed towards Xiang Yu with a gun. Seeing this, Zhu Zhi shouted in panic: "Young Master, don't come over."

The young man seemed as if he had not heard anything. The spear in his hand had only one target, and that was Xiang Yu's heart.

  Xiang Yu didn't seem to take the young man seriously at all, and still didn't even turn his head. The young man was even more overjoyed to see this.

  closer, closer.

The young man's thoughts were destined to become extravagant hopes. Xiang Yu's head seemed to have eyes. Just when the spear was about to hit him, he ducked sideways and grabbed the young man's neck, lifting the young man up.

Sun Jian, who was behind the formation, suddenly felt dizzy after seeing this scene, and then exclaimed: "Cer, why is he running there?"

Cao Cao on the other side suddenly changed his expression and said seriously: "Second brother, is that your wise nephew?"

Sun Jian nodded bitterly, then stood up and prepared to rescue him personally, but was stopped by Cao Cao.

"Second brother, don't panic. My nephew has fallen into Xiang Yu's hands. Second brother, you have never been there. Besides, although Xiang Yu is prolific in killing people, he probably won't kill this young man."

Sun Jian was paused for a moment, looking at the battlefield hopefully, and praying in his heart: "Ce'er, nothing will happen to you."

As death approached, Sun Ce felt chills all over his body. While struggling unwillingly, he shouted: "Let me go, let me go quickly."

Xiang Yu was just about to squeeze the prisoner in his hands to death, but when he saw that the prisoner was still a young man, he was stunned.

“Boy, you dare to challenge me, Xiang Yu, at such a young age. You are very courageous.”

Xiang Yu's eyes flashed with admiration, and then he said calmly: "What's your name?"

 "Sun...Sun...Ce..." Sun Ce said with difficulty.

 When he thought that Zhu Zhi had just called this young man Young Master, a glimmer of understanding flashed in Xiang Yu's eyes, and he said calmly: "It turns out he is Sun Jian's son."

The third update is here. Thanks to KT Yao Hao and Fu Biao for their tips. Thank you for your support.

　　

　　

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