"Die!"
"Wrath of the War Dragon!"
With Long Ju's intelligence, he naturally understood the price of Boiling Blood, Burning Soul. He also knew he would probably not survive this day, so he would never let Wing Marquis Zhang Fei escape.
More importantly, he could not let Zhang Fei lead the Blackwind Spear Cavalry against the Heaven-Supporting Blood Pagoda. Otherwise, the Great Huan Faction would die even faster.
Strike while he was wounded-take his life!
Ignoring the dense barrage of spears from the surrounding Blackwind Spear Cavalry, along with the arrows and spells sent to rescue their commander, he frantically absorbed the thick blood mist again, making his blood boil like magma and his soul blaze like a raging fire...
Blood mist billowed around Long Ju as he leaped into the air, making him resemble a blood dragon taking flight. With unstoppable momentum, he hurtled toward Wing Marquis Zhang Fei, who had been knocked flying and fallen to the ground...
Thirty or forty Blackwind Spear Cavalry soldiers blanched in horror. Disregarding their own lives, they leaped from their mounts together and charged toward the blood dragon...
Boom, boom, boom...
Wherever the blood dragon passed, Blackwind Spear Cavalry soldiers exploded on the spot, becoming gruesome clouds of blood mist suspended in midair!
Clang...
His personal guards' desperate protection gave Wing Marquis Zhang Fei a moment to breathe. With no time to get back up, he raised the Eight-Foot Serpent Spear just in time to block...
The metallic clash pierced the ears!
Still half-reclining on the ground, Zhang Fei spewed blood like a fountain. His powerful, burly body tumbled through the air like a cannonball, flying more than a hundred meters and knocking down countless Blackwind Spear Cavalry soldiers along the way. He landed within the Blackwind Battle Formation and instantly vanished like