Guan Yu was knocked unconscious, and Zhang Fei's fate was also unknown.

The governors of various states fled in droves. This Lü Bu was too terrifying; he had easily crippled five of their generals with just one person.

"Heh heh, none of you will leave here alive today!"

A chilling light flashed in Lü Bu's eyes as he was about to give chase, but suddenly his expression tightened as he felt his inner energy violently impacting his limbs and bones.

"Hmm! Pfft!"

A mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out, and Lü Bu's face turned deathly pale!

Just a moment ago, Lü Bu almost went berserk.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the agitation in his heart.

But it still couldn't remain calm.

He felt the internal energy within his dantian surging wildly, as if it were about to break free of some shackles.

The sudden turn of events prevented Lü Bu from continuing the pursuit. He immediately mounted his horse and left the battlefield, leaving the rest to Xu Huang and the others!

"kill!"

Lu Bu's earlier charge had greatly demoralized the allied forces. After Xu Huang led the Yellow Turban Army in, the allied forces were almost completely wiped out in no time. Except for a few who escaped, the rest surrendered!

The entire battlefield was littered with corpses, and cries of anguish echoed everywhere.

Lu Bu rode his horse back to the camp.

"Fengxian!"

At this moment, Fa Zheng rode his horse over from a distance. He looked at Lü Bu with deep worry in his eyes.

"Don't worry, strategist, I'm fine!" Lü Bu smiled slightly.

"I need a quiet place, please forgive me, strategist!"

As he spoke, Lü Bu rode away without waiting for Fa Zheng's reply.