Yet the disparity in troops was too great, the tide had overturned, and the remaining soldiers grew fewer the longer they fought. Their lines shrank step by step, retreating section by section; they had long since become an arrow at the end of its flight.
Within the Xiqi formation, Deng Chanyu stood quietly on horseback, coldly looking down at the shattered remnants of the Shang Army fighting to the death in a desperate situation.
Seeing Zhang Shan's unmatched valor, his refusal to surrender, and the remaining troops stubbornly resisting from their last corner, impossible to root out for so long, she was unwilling to waste more soldiers in a dragged-out fight. She immediately raised her hand and gathered Tiangang Spiritual Qi, condensing her natal Five-Colored Flying Stone.
Rosy light drew inward, killing intent hidden deep.
Deng Chanyu's gaze sharpened, and her fair hand suddenly swept out!
Whoosh—!!
The Five-Colored Flying Stone tore through the air, wrapped in fierce, unyielding force. Its speed surpassed sudden thunder as it threaded through the chaos of slaughter filling the sky, aiming straight for Zhang Shan's vital point at the center of the formation!
At that moment, Zhang Shan was pouring all his strength into swinging his blade and cutting down the Zhou soldiers before him. All around him was the frenzy of battle and killing, and his entire mind was focused on the enemy formation in front. There was simply no way for him to guard against this unique hidden weapon striking from a thousand miles away.
Only a dull, explosive boom rang out!
The Five-Colored Flying Stone struck Zhang Shan's chest armor with perfect precision!
The vast, overbearing Tiangang force instantly pierced through armor and barrier, pouring into every limb and bone, shaking his organs into turmoil and shattering his meridians!
"Pfft—!"
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