It was as if he were the master of this battlefield.
Anyone who dares to challenge him will be punished.
The Qinglong Crescent Blade vibrated with a hum in Guan Yu's hand.
It's like excitedly anticipating an upcoming battle.
It also seemed as if they felt a slight fear of this powerful opponent.
Guan Yu gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.
His eyes were fixed on the ever-converging mass of swords, and he remained secretly vigilant.
"Come on, you scraggly bird!"
Guan Yu let out a mighty roar, and at that moment...
He seemed to have forgotten all his fear and worry.
Their hearts were filled only with the indomitable fighting spirit and the desire for victory.
He became incredibly carefree.
He held the Qinglong Crescent Blade high in both hands.
Then, disregarding everything, he slashed fiercely at the cluster of swords.
The blade sliced through the air, leaving a black crack in its wake.
It seemed as if it wanted to split the world in two.
Just as Guan Yu unleashed his greatsword,
The " Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" Jian San also descended in an instant.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar was heard.
The entire battlefield seemed to tremble from this force.
Then, a dazzling White Light instantly tore through the sky.
It enveloped Guan Yu and Jian San.
The White Light was like an Explosion star.
It radiates endless light and energy, making it impossible to look directly at.
The terrifying aftershocks of the Explosion spread outwards like surging waves.
Everyone was still desperately resisting the impact of the White Light.
Then a figure in cyan was seen flying backward like a shooting star.
That figure was Guan Yu; the instant he flew out...
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted from his mouth.
Like a blooming blood flower, scattered in the air, it appears exceptionally poignant and beautiful.
Rumble
The Explosion finally subsided, and the smoke from the battlefield gradually dissipated.
Only then did everyone see clearly Guan Yu in the distance.
His left shoulder was pierced by a sword, and blood was gushing out.
The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and one could even see the mountains behind it from the front.
It looked exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.
If Guan Yu's Qinglong Movement Technique hadn't been so powerful just now,
This allowed him to dodge some of the attacks at a crucial moment.
He may have been killed instantly, his heart pierced by the sword.
On the other hand, he didn't gain any advantage in Jian San either.
His left hand was severed by Guan Yu's sword.
Blood gushed out from the severed hand like a fountain.
His face turned ashen instantly, clearly indicating that he had suffered a serious injury.
"Holy crap, are Human Race really this ruthless? Risking a pierced left shoulder..."
To cut off the opponent's arm too? That's too ruthless!
A powerful figure from another race witnessed this scene.
His eyes widened in shock as he exclaimed.
A hint of fear and apprehension flickered in his eyes.
It was as if I had gained a new understanding of the bravery of the Human Race.
" Human Race were once the protagonists of the heavens, but later..."
For some unknown reason, they were besieged by Myriad Races.
Finally, it disappeared into the long river of history.
A knowledgeable old man sighed softly.
He spoke slowly, a hint of regret and emotion in his eyes.
It's as if it's recalling that glorious history that has long since passed.
"Yes, I heard from the ancestor that our Sky Pass..."
It was once a fortress of the Human Race.
A young monk continued,
His eyes were filled with curiosity and longing.
It seems that they are filled with imagination and longing for the past glory of the Human Race.
"I've also seen it in ancient books, the entire Divine Road..."
They are all fortresses for the Human Race's border defenses.
"If they weren't ruthless, could they have taken down the Divine Road?"
Another martial artist echoed, his tone filled with admiration and praise.
I express my sincere admiration for the former power of the Human Race.
The crowd murmured amongst themselves, but no one paid any attention to it at the moment.
They just stared intently at Guan Yu and Jian San.
His eyes were filled with tension and anticipation.
It was as if they were waiting for the final outcome of this battle.
Seeing this scene, the Initial God of the other races,
He couldn't help but shrink back, a hint of fear showing on his face.
They knew in their hearts that this battle had exceeded their expectations.
Whether it's Guan Yu's bravery or the power of Jian San,
All of this made them feel deeply pressured and threatened.
" The Sword Bird Clan is nothing special!"
Initial God Third Stage couldn't even defeat a newbie like me First Level of the Primordial God Realm.
How embarrassing!
Guan Yu's icy voice rang out on the battlefield.
The voice was as piercing as a cold wind, as if mocking Jian San's incompetence.
It was as if it were declaring its power to the entire battlefield.
At this moment, Guan Yu seemed to have returned as the arrogant and conceited god of war.
His eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.
He saw everyone as someone who was just trying to sell their wares, as if in his eyes...
Everyone on this battlefield was nothing more than a victim of his blade.
Everything was within the killing range of the Qinglong Crescent Blade.
" Human Race, you're courting death!"
Upon hearing Guan Yu's words, Jian San was instantly enraged.
His eyes turned bloodshot with rage, as if they were about to bleed.
He stared intently at Guan Yu, the longsword in his hand trembling slightly from the force of his grip.
They looked as if they wanted to devour Guan Yu alive.
However, the next moment, something magical happened.
Suddenly, a blue light emanated from the spot where Jian San's arm was severed.
Immediately afterwards, the severed arm regenerated rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, his left hand was completely healed.
It was as if he had never been injured.
He flexed his left hand, a sinister smile spreading across his face.
Then, wielding a blue longsword, he charged at Guan Yu once more.
The great battle broke out again, and for a time, the battlefield was filled with the glint of swords and the clash of blades.
Sparks flew everywhere, and shouts of battle shook the heavens.
Guan Yu and Jian San exchanged blows, neither giving an inch.
Every attack was deadly, and every dodge was extremely dangerous.
Another great battle broke out, and the battlefield was in a state of flux.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
Guan Yu and Jian San's figures darted swiftly through the flashing swords.
Each clash was accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of metal colliding and the whooshing sound of energy fluctuations.
After only three minutes of fighting, Jian San's expression turned extremely ferocious.
The muscles in his face contorted, as if endless ants were tearing at his heart.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes filled with pain and anger.
" Human Race, you are despicable! Your blade is poisoned!"
Jian San roared ferociously, his voice becoming sharp and piercing with rage.
The echoes reverberated over the battlefield.
He never imagined things would turn out this way.
During the recent exchange, he suddenly felt a strange power seeping into his body through his wound.
At first it was just a slight stinging pain, but it quickly turned into a burning, excruciating pain.
This significantly reduced his strength instantly.
This sudden turn of events both shocked and enraged him.
"What? Guan has always been upright and honest in his dealings."
Why would I stoop so low as to poison a defeated opponent!
Guan Yu's expression darkened, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
But he quickly regained his firm and composed expression.
The sound was as loud as a bell, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.
It was as if they were declaring their innocence to heaven and earth.
"You..." Upon hearing Guan Yu's reply, Jian San trembled with rage.
He couldn't catch his breath, and his body instantly stiffened.
His eyes were wide open, filled with resentment and anger.
Then, with a "pfft," he was so angry that his blood rushed to his head.