A Thousand-Year Journey Through the God of War

Just as Zhao Ying was about to pursue Lü Bu, he suddenly noticed Wu Shuang standing not far away, beckoning to him. While the Fighting God and the others were still wondering what was happening, Zhao Ying suddenly appeared beside Wu Shuang, grabbing her wrist in one swift motion. His magnetic voice rang in everyone's ears: "Speak, who are you?" This time, not only the Fighting God, but also Feng Xuexin, Xiao Lian, Tian Nu, and the two who had just arrived, Cang Lang and Liu Feng, were stunned into silence.

Wushuang laughed heartily, instantly breaking free from Zhao Ying's control. In a few leaps, he appeared a hundred meters away. Then, an extremely cold and sinister voice rang out: "Want to know who I am? You'll have to see if you have the ability. If you're not afraid of death, come find me in the north. Don't keep me waiting too long, hahaha..." Zhao Ying's expression turned grave: "This person is skilled at transforming qi into form, making him more difficult to deal with than a Great Demon, a Phantom Demon, or a necromancer. I can't let him leave like this. Fighting God, while I'm gone, you only need to hold Wancheng. When I return, we'll discuss our demon-slaying plan!" With that, Zhao Ying vanished from everyone's sight in a few leaps.

Watching Zhao Ying's disappearing figure, the God of War addressed the crowd, "Xue Xin and I need to rush to Xinye and Fancheng to inform everyone that such a terrifying person has appeared here. Brother Canglang, you and Tiannu Xiaolian, together, help General Liu Feng defend Wancheng." After saying this, he and Feng Xue Xin selected two fine horses and then hurried off to Xinye and Fancheng. Meanwhile, with the help of Canglang, Tiannu, and Xiaolian, Liu Feng gradually transformed Wancheng into a formidable fortress.

Zhao Ying sped along, gradually spotting Wu Shuang still fleeing in the distance. As time passed, the two drew closer, until they were within a hundred paces. Wu Shuang was terrified and immediately began to run at full speed, but it was too late. He never dreamed that Zhao Ying would be so skilled; he hadn't noticed anyone chasing him after escaping Wancheng. Just as he was racking his brains trying to figure it out, Zhao Ying swiftly moved and blocked his path.

Wu Shuang was drenched in sweat, feeling as if facing a formidable enemy, yet dared not make a rash move. Zhao Ying slowly approached Wu Shuang, his aura fully unleashed, forcing Wu Shuang to retreat repeatedly. Just at this critical moment, two iron halberds flew towards Zhao Ying's head and waist respectively. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Shuang turned and fled, but after running only a dozen steps, he found Zhao Ying standing five meters in front of him, still holding the two iron halberds that had just been thrown at him. Just as Wu Shuang was about to get into a fighting stance, he saw four figures rush towards Zhao Ying—three broadswords and one spear—recognized as Hua Xiong, Guan Hai, Gao Lan, and Zhang Xiu. Just as Wu Shuang was secretly pleased, he saw Zhao Ying's double halberds swing wildly and with incredible speed, almost simultaneously striking each of the four men with a halberd, leaving their hands numb and trembling. In the midst of the chaos, two more figures attacked Zhao Ying, one wielding a golden saber and the other a silver spear. Their movements were seamless, one on the left and one on the right. Zhao Ying's iron halberd flashed, unleashing five moves in quick succession, barely managing to repel their attacks. Just as Wushuang was at a loss, a person clad in a five-colored robe appeared before him: "Brother, hurry and run!" At the same time, he reminded the others: "The necromancer said this person is too strong; you must use the formation he taught you!"

No sooner said than done. Zhao Ying's two iron halberds flew towards the two men, but a figure suddenly appeared, catching both halberds in each hand. The force of the impact upon landing sent him staggering back several steps before regaining his footing. At the same time, the two men who had previously wielded the golden saber and silver spear began to close in on Zhao Ying, while Hua Xiong, Guan Hai, Gao Lan, Zhang Xiu, and the men who had caught the halberds also surrounded him. Such a formidable lineup forced even Zhao Ying to take it seriously. Since they were using a formation, he would break it.

"Luckily, the necromancer prepared this formation beforehand, otherwise we might have been defeated here today!" "Then why don't you listen to me and leave immediately!" "Don't panic, I think it'll be a close call within a hundred moves. I'll just have to learn Zhao Ying's skills. Have you forgotten that I specialize in transforming qi into form?" The person speaking at this moment was no longer Wushuang, but an old man with a cold face and thin as a rake. Beside him was a plump old man, who was none other than the Illusion Demon wearing a five-colored robe. "Sigh, I can't argue with you. Who told me to be so good-natured?" At this moment, the battle in the arena had entered a white-hot stage. Zhao Ying threw a golden sword high into the air, and at the same time, a three-foot-long golden qi wall emanated from his body to resist the attacks of the seven people in the formation. Then, Zhao Ying leaped into the sky, gripped the golden sword with both hands, and with lightning speed, slashed the ground. After a loud bang, the necromancer's formation was completely broken.

"Inner Demon, wait for me!" "Phantom Demon, I advise you to run faster!" A skinny man and a fat man were seen desperately fleeing, one after the other, while a domineering man was leisurely chasing after them not far behind. From within a dark cloud in the sky, a pair of eerie eyes were looking down at the ground: "What a terrifying existence this is! I never imagined that none of us Demon Lords could stand against him." "That's why I made you unite, and besides, I also need to borrow the power of your four demons. Hehehe..." A seductive female voice laughed as she spoke. "What? My Seven Stars Formation was broken so quickly?" "Yes, if it weren't for that handsome guy, it probably wouldn't have even taken fifty moves to completely break your so-called Seven Stars Formation." "So that means I can't set up my Seven Stars Formation anymore?" "Yes, we watched the battle from the air. The first forty moves were all probing and observation; only the last ten moves were the real breaking of the formation. And it wasn't just a simple breaking; he found the formation's fatal weakness, preventing those seven undead from setting up the Seven Stars Formation again."

"Alas, I've failed again this time." A tall figure draped in black robes slowly turned around, his mask gleaming with a chilling light. "This time, you've fallen into our carefully laid trap, and I'll make sure you don't leave alive!" A woman in red, with a stunning figure, smiled seductively. "Compared to that, we all have more important things to do." The man in black robes nodded, then looked up at the sky. "This time, you still don't intend to show yourself?" A dark cloud pressed lower and lower, its terrifying oppressive force making it hard to breathe. After a long while, a dwarf, less than five feet tall, slowly floated down from the cloud to the ground. "To show my sincerity, I'll reveal my true face this time." He finished speaking, glancing at the woman in red beside him and the man in black robes opposite him, his eerie eyes gleaming. "That's more like it. We've been working together perfectly, haven't we, necromancer?" The woman in red giggled. The man in the black robe nodded: "I wish us success in completely eliminating Zhao Ying, this stumbling block!"