Chapter 461 Invincible
"boom--!!"

Dozens of Qin soldiers, shields and all, were instantly sent flying into the air by the unparalleled impact!
The sturdy tower shield immediately caved inward, twisted, and shattered the moment it touched the protective aura surrounding Mo Yu's warhorse!

A Celestial Master is someone who, by virtue of their own strength, can take the head of a general from among thousands of troops—a being beyond the norm!

[Innate罡气]!
The Celestial Master integrates his martial will into his Qi, creating a unique power that possesses both the characteristics of being "indestructible" and "unbreakable." This is the key to the Celestial Master's transcendence over all other martial artists.

Therefore, with the blessing of innate qi, the divine white horse, like a dump truck with a drill, crashed headlong into the Qin army's well-organized lines with a completely unreasonable and violent manner!

As if it were not hindered at all, it simply carved out a death passage several meters wide from the defense line made of flesh and steel!

Severed limbs and remains were scattered in all directions like a torrential rain!

In just a few breaths, he single-handedly tore a hideous gap in the Qin army's flank line!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Countless arrows shot out from the Qin army formation, swarming towards him like locusts!

However, the deadly arrows, capable of piercing iron armor, were easily deflected the moment they came into contact with the protective energy, as if they had hit an invisible wall!

"Form ranks! Form ranks now!!"

"Stop him, long-armored soldiers!!"

The Qin generals roared as they tried to re-establish order on the lines that had fallen into chaos and panic.

"kill!!"

Rows of fearless Qin soldiers charged from both sides, brandishing their long spears, towards the demon-like figure!

Halberd, sweep across!
"Om-!"

A crescent-shaped, tangible halberd beam, visible to the naked eye, shot out from the blade!

Everything that stood in its way, whether it was a person, a spear, or a shield, was cleaved in two the instant it made contact!
Fresh blood gushed out, forming a blood-red fan shape in mid-air!
Following closely behind, those officers who had tried their best to turn the tide were targeted by Qin Shimoyu.

Galloping on horseback, brandishing halberds!

"Pfft——!!"

Several Qin generals and officers, along with their finest armor, were cut in half at the waist by an unparalleled force!
Warm blood and shattered entrails shot into the sky, staining the cold and desolate sky with an eerie crimson hue!
"Form ranks. Prepare for the enemy."

An old Qin general, coughing up blood, was still weakly shouting.

Gradually, the light in his eyes as he looked up at the sky faded.

"You brat! How dare you do this?!"

Wang Jian stood beneath the commander's banner, his face ashen and iron-like, his hawk-like gaze fixed on the figure charging through his army as if it were nothing.

"Commander!"

A subordinate general beside him shouted anxiously, "The flanks are in chaos! If we don't stop it in time, the whole army may be thrown into disarray!"

"I see."

Wang Jian took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

At this moment, in the Qin army, no one but him can stop this scoundrel!
Although he knew he was no match for the enemy, he still stepped forward at this moment. This was the responsibility of a commander-in-chief and the belief of the Qin people that they would never retreat until death!
"Beat the drums! Cheer them on!!"

Wang Jian took his long spear from the guards behind him, and his aura suddenly exploded!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by the deep drumbeats, a powerful military force converged from all directions and poured into Wang Jian's body.

An invisible wave of energy spread out from Wang Jian, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to tremble from the force.

His long spear was also covered with a layer of translucent qi that could be seen with the naked eye!

Although not as solid as Mo Yu, it still exuded a chilling aura.

"drive!"

Wang Jian roared, spurred his horse's flanks, and the warhorse beneath him let out a mournful whinny, carrying him like a black lightning bolt, charging upstream against the raging figure!

"Ding--!!"

The halberd, which was about to pierce the chest of a Qin general, was stopped halfway by a long spear!
"Using military force to transform into internal energy? That's interesting."

Qin Shi Moyu looked up and saw that the long spear in Wang Jian's hand was radiating a cold, sharp light, and his young face was burning with anger and killing intent.

He could sense the immense military aura emanating from Wang Jian. This was a path of gathering the masses that only a commander of a large army could take, replacing martial will with military might, forcibly elevating a congenital martial artist to a level capable of contending with a Celestial Master.

Although Mo Yu himself is also the commander of a large army in the military.

However, this place is far from the Wei army's formation.

The elite cavalry force has not yet fully arrived.

At this moment, however, he had no military force to rely on.

"The thief shall die!"

Wang Jian gave him no time to think! The long spear, like a venomous dragon emerging from its cave, left a trail of afterimages as it frantically stabbed towards Mo Yu's vital points!

"Clang! Clang! Clang clang clang—!!"

A series of rapid clangs of metal clashing reverberated across the battlefield, sparks flying everywhere!
The halberd, with its sweeping and powerful movements, lacked any fancy tricks; it relied solely on absolute strength and speed to collide with the countless spear shadows time and time again!
The immense force of the recoil made Wang Jian's hand go numb, but Mo Yu showed no sign of discomfort and continued to thrust his spear forward.

Wang Jian was horrified; this person's strength far exceeded his imagination! He knew that his martial arts cultivation was inferior to Mo Yu's, but at this moment, he had no choice but to fight to the death!
His long spear moved like the wind, and with his superb martial arts skills, he brought the spear technique to its peak, deflecting Mo Yu's halberd every time it was thrown.

Although Qin Shi Mo Yu possessed a high level of cultivation, he was not skilled in combat techniques. Instead, he relied more on his own powerful strength to clash head-on with innate qi, overwhelming others with brute force.

"drink!"

With a low shout, the halberd swept across the army with unparalleled dominance.

Wang Jian narrowly avoided the attack; the halberd blade almost grazed his cheek, the intertwining of their qi leaving a thin trail of blood.

The two clashed, and for a moment, halberds gleamed and spears flashed, and qi flew everywhere.

Each collision unleashed a powerful shockwave, preventing the surrounding Qin soldiers from getting close.

After only a dozen or so rounds of fighting, Wang Jian was already in grave danger, almost being overwhelmed by Mo Yu!
Every time he was driven to the brink of despair, he always managed to narrowly avoid a fatal blow. And then!

"Heroic Qin! Let us face this national crisis together!!"

A series of battle cries filled with iron will and glory resounded!

Eight hundred elite soldiers in plain clothes have finally withdrawn from the Wei army's front line!
A crimson aura, as dark as ink, emanated from their blood-soaked clothes!

A powerful collective will, enhanced by the spirit of the military, has coalesced into a cloud of military spirit!
As soon as it appeared, it suppressed Mo Yu!

Qin Shi Moyu felt a sudden heaviness around him, and his outward martial will was forcibly pulled back into his body under the suppression of the military spirit cloud! His innate qi was actually degraded into qi energy!
"good chance!"

A glint of light flashed in Wang Jian's eyes as he seized upon this fleeting opening.

The long spear flashed like lightning, piercing straight into Mo Yu's heart!
"clang!!"

The halberd was held horizontally in front of his chest, striking first despite being behind, blocking the fatal blow!
Immediately, Qin Shi Moyu swept his hand back!
The crescent-shaped halberd blade traced a deadly arc, heading straight for Wang Jian's neck!

Wang Jian felt a bone-chilling coldness creep up his neck! He suddenly fell backward!
The sharp blade grazed his chin, bringing a chilling sensation, and nearly severed his neck!

A strand of hair fell gently.

Wang Jian's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he looked at Mo Yu with lingering fear.

Unexpectedly, even with his internal energy suppressed, Mo Yu was still able to unleash such a terrifying killing move!
This person is truly not someone you can defeat by force!
Qin Shi Moyu felt somewhat helpless.

It's just that his title of Celestial Master is too diluted. If you were to replace him with a War Maniac, let alone eight hundred elite soldiers, even the military spirit cloud formed by eight thousand elite soldiers would not be able to suppress his martial will!

Fortunately, he was skilled in weapon forging, and the halberd he used was naturally a divine weapon.

Even though his martial will was suppressed within his body and could not form a protective aura with his internal energy, the halberd in his hand could withstand the direct infusion of his martial will and was not suppressed by the military spirit cloud aura.

"kill!!"

Just then, dozens of veteran warriors, their auras sharp as swords, rushed out from the formation, wielding Qin swords!

Its speed is in no way inferior to that of a galloping warhorse!

Qin Shi Moyu's gaze fell on these veteran warriors, and then swept over the Qin army's battle formation around him, which had already regrouped.

He was not afraid, but if his dozen or so cavalrymen continued to be trapped in the encirclement, they might not survive!

Qin Shi Mo Yu immediately abandoned the fight, pulled hard on the reins, turned his horse around, abandoned Wang Jian, and charged out of the battle!
Seeing that he was about to leave, Wang Jian felt a sudden urgency.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the northern horizon, where a white torrent was rapidly approaching – it was the enemy's elite cavalry force!
Once Mo Yu joins them, this battle will be in grave danger!

"Don't leave!!"

Wang Jian roared and spurred his horse forward, trying to hold off Mo Yu and buy time for the Qin army.

"disease!"

A glint flashed in Qin Shi Moyu's eyes. He had already calculated that Wang Jian would not give up easily. Suddenly, he flicked out a thin, black rope from his sleeve.

The rope swelled in the air, growing larger and larger as if it were alive, transforming into a black venomous snake that coiled around Wang Jian!

"What's this?!"

Wang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and instinctively he swung his long spear at the rope!
However, the seemingly thin rope is incredibly strong!

A blow powerful enough to shatter stone tablets failed to have the slightest effect. Instead, the black rope, as if alive, swiftly wrapped around the long spear shaft!
Wang Jian was greatly alarmed!

This rope was neither a martial arts technique nor a mechanical art like the Mohist school; it was completely beyond his comprehension.

In that split second when he was distracted!

Qin Shi Mo Yu suddenly launched a counterattack!

With unparalleled power, the halberd in his hand aimed straight for Wang Jian's throat!

"Don't even think about it!!!"

At the critical moment, several veteran warriors who had arrived roared, their blood-red aura suddenly intensifying as they drew their swords.

Ten swords in an instant!
Hundreds of sword lights flowed like water, forming a continuous line, forcefully blocking Mo Yu's domineering and unparalleled attack!
Qin Shi Moyu clicked his tongue and did not linger in the fight.

He still led the charge, with more than ten riders, tearing open a gap and breaking through!
"Crack! Click!"

The aura of the several veteran swordsmen who had drawn their swords visibly weakened. Then, their Qin swords shattered inch by inch.

Their bodies then collapsed, and they fell silent.

The sword breaks, and the man dies!
These veteran soldiers risked their lives to save Wang Jian's life.

Wang Jian looked at the fallen old warrior with sorrow in his eyes, his heart filled with rage, yet he still could not break free from the binding rope.

"General!"

Several more veteran warriors arrived and swung their swords at the ropes binding Wang Jian!
The crimson cloud of energy was rapidly depleted once more, and finally, with a "snap," the rope was severed, allowing Wang Jian to escape.

But by then, it was too late!

Qin Shi Moyu had already led his troops out to join the elite cavalry force that appeared on the northern horizon.

Twelve hundred white horses gathered together. Mo Yu led his troops, surrounded by elite border cavalry, and slowly came to a stop, looking back.

"such a pity……"

This world has no spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The power of the Immortal Binding Rope, a magical artifact used in the cultivation of immortality, relies entirely on the user's own magical power. Without the assistance of the power of heaven and earth, the artifact's power is greatly reduced.

In addition, he himself had little experience in combat, his magical power was not flowing smoothly, and his power was further reduced.

The [Binding Immortal Rope], a top-grade magic weapon, became a disposable item like a talisman in his hands, and its power could not be fully exerted.

Otherwise, Wang Jian would surely die!
A hint of regret flashed in Qin Shi Moyu's eyes, but there was no annoyance.

It's just a different way of dying, a little later.
He had anticipated this situation and had specially brought his elite cavalry over, just to ensure everything went smoothly!
(End of this chapter)

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