Every time Yuwen Sheng swung his sword, it was with unparalleled power and speed. The sword light flashed with a cold light, as if telling of his murderous intent.
Unfortunately, even though the iron horse was badly damaged on the outside, it could still move normally on the inside.
"Crack!" Long bayonets covered the "Iron Horse's" body. Its hidden weapons were impossible to defend against. Yuwen Sheng turned his body to the side and narrowly avoided one of them. He immediately leaped up, but unexpectedly a net fell from above and blocked his way.
He precisely caught a hostile gaze, only to see Gongshu Jiru standing not far away, his robes fluttering, his demeanor graceful, but his face was as cold as ice, coldly staring at this direction.
"This time, you will die." He mouthed.
Yuwen Sheng initially dismissed it, but the next second, his pupils constricted, dilated, and instantly turned blood red.
He clutched his chest tightly, especially at this crucial moment...
The poison in his body was almost out of control due to the stimulation of the surrounding blood energy and his excessive use of true energy. In fact, he had vaguely guessed last night that the blood and qi in his body were surging, as if something was waiting to "break out of its shell," and that things might change today.
His face was contorted in a ferocious expression, and he exuded an aura of evil. His body trembled incessantly, as if he were enduring immense pain.
Suddenly, he let out a long howl like a ferocious beast breaking free from its cage, the sword in his hand began to tremble incessantly, his eyes grew increasingly crazed, and finally, he lost his mind.
His swordsmanship grew increasingly fierce, each strike carrying boundless killing intent. His body seemed to merge with the sword, his swordplay like a sudden storm, impossible to dodge.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to kill.
His soul had lost its way in the darkness.
He lost all reason and humanity, and his combat power increased exponentially. Seeing such a powerful iron horse being dismantled by him, and witnessing this terrifying event happening right before their eyes, the Northern Abyss Army was truly shocked.
Seeing Yuwen Sheng's abnormal state again, Hou Feiqing clenched his fists and exclaimed in alarm, "...Is this the Phoenix Gu? Has it taken effect?"
Pu Jiadi grabbed his arm and said sternly, "What Phoenix Gu? Is it the kind of Gu poison you mentioned before?"
"That's right, he's probably gone mad by now!"
Pu Jiadi took a while to react before suddenly coming to his senses. He said heavily, "It's good that he's gone mad! With such a big fuss, he's probably already exhausted most of his internal energy. As long as we keep attacking him in shifts, he will eventually collapse and die."
Encouraged by his own idea, Pu Jiadi acted impulsively, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and immediately commanded his cavalry to launch a siege against Yuwen Sheng.
But he clearly underestimated him. No one could stop him at this moment. He was like a slaughtering machine, and he would not stop until he had killed all the living people around him.
Gongshu Jiruo was stunned by Yuwen Sheng's appearance. He narrowed his eyes and said sarcastically in a low voice, "...He really looks like a madman. Does he deserve to be called that?"
He stretched out his palm and waved it forward. Not only were the "Iron Horses" driven to attack again, but Gongshu Jiruo's personal guards also joined the battle. Furthermore, a contingent of the Beiyuan Army, which was originally on the offensive front, also withdrew. Several forces took turns attacking Yuwen Sheng with swords and blades.
The whole scene was filled with tension and excitement; a real life-or-death duel was underway.
The poor Ye army was blocked by the "iron cavalry" and had to deal with the full-scale attack of the Beiyuan army. They could only watch helplessly as their general was surrounded and besieged by the enemy army, and was isolated and helpless.
Yuwen Sheng tilted his head, and a long spear emerged from behind him. The sharp blade severed a strand of his hair. Before he could react, the Gongshu family's secret guards, all highly skilled in martial arts, were adept at using various weapons for swift thrusts, fierce attacks, and cutting off escape routes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the increasingly fierce Northern Abyss cavalry, known as the "Iron Horse," fired hidden arrows. No matter how powerful Yuwen Sheng was, he was still just one person, and he was forced to defend himself on all sides. Fortunately, the armor that Zheng Quchi had made for him was of great care, and the deep arrow marks on his arms did not cause much injury.
Despite being armed with various sharp weapons, his defenses remained unbroken.
Upon seeing this, Gongshu Ji's eyes grew even deeper and colder: "She is quite good to him. This armor of such excellent quality is something that even Wu Beiyuan might not have many of, yet she eagerly sent it all the way from Shengjing to Wubao to protect him."
"If one cut doesn't work, then two cuts will do. If two cuts don't work, then a thousand cuts will surely kill him here."
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, their eyes flashing with a fierce determination to kill.
An atmosphere of extreme tension and danger filled the air. The drumming stopped, the shouts ceased, and suddenly, a clear and resounding shout echoed across the land: "Yuwen Sheng, I'm back—"
A series of inexplicable echoes resounded in my ears.
Gongshu Jiruo turned around suddenly in astonishment, while Yuwen Sheng, who should have been completely out of his mind, was suddenly jolted.
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