"Boom!" An even louder explosion rang out in the distance, leaving the various lords of the Guandong Coalition at the camp gates with ringing, aching ears. One by one, they involuntarily opened their mouths wide.
There was no other reason. At this moment, Guan Yu's long, narrow phoenix eyes were fully open, and his reclining-silkworm eyebrows stood straight up. He let out a furious roar, seeming like a heavenly deity descended to earth, while swinging a blade aura dozens of meters long—as if he meant to cleave the heavens and earth in half with a single stroke!
Hua Xiong, who had met the attack head-on, split the web between his thumb and forefinger, and blood sprayed from his mouth as if it were free.
Only now did Hua Xiong realize that he had encountered a powerhouse on Lu Bu's level. The most infuriating part was that this bastard had pretended to be completely unthreatening at the start, and his first blade, practically a sneak attack, had already wounded him. Now, each stroke was more ferocious than the last. It was obvious that beneath this blow, he was about to be hacked into two pieces!
Guan Yu reached out and seized the reins of Hua Xiong's horse. After being glared at by Guan Yu, the horse, with its master completely finished, did not dare resist in the slightest. It obediently followed Guan Yu back.
Guan Yu still walked as slowly as ever, strolling leisurely and swaying along. His phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, as though he could not be bothered to open them and look at anyone. His Green Dragon Crescent Blade hung from the victory hook, one hand holding Hua Xiong's reins while the other gently stroked his long beard beneath his chin. His fiery-red face was utterly calm.
He