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Chapter 450 Kill Tufa Wuwan!

"It seems that not only is Boss Tuoba dealing with a tough guy, but we are also dealing with a tough guy."

Tufa Shuji was able to swing out with his spear, but was forced back several feet by Zhao Yun's spear. Tufa Wuwan, who was attacking with him, was even worse off. He was hit in the abdomen by Zhao Yun's spear, and he immediately felt that several of his ribs were broken.

Tufa Shuji was greatly shocked. He had heard of Zhao Yun's reputation, and the intelligence had mentioned this Zhao Zilong of Changshan more than once. However, none of the intelligence said that this young general's strength was so terrifying.

After being knocked back by one blow, he quickly adjusted his breathing, steadied his body, stared at Zhao Yun with sharp eyes, and prepared to launch another attack.

"Oh? You can still hold out for two more shots? I underestimated you."

Zhao Yun sneered, and the tip of his spear lightly tapped the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust. His body was as fast as lightning, and he approached Tufa Shuji in an instant. His spear skills became even more fierce, and every move and every style was aimed directly at the vital points.

Tufa Shuji was not willing to be outdone. He roared, and the muscles of his whole body seemed to swell up at this moment, and his strength doubled. He brandished his spear and started a fierce battle with Zhao Yun. The two figures shuttled quickly on the battlefield, and the sound of weapons colliding was deafening.

At this moment, Tufa Wuwan struggled to get up from the ground, holding his abdomen, his face as pale as paper, but his eyes were full of the flame of revenge. He looked at Zhao Yun with gnashing teeth, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Brother, I'm here to help you!"

Tufa Wuwan roared and rushed towards Zhao Yun regardless of everything. Although his movements were slowed down by his injuries, his determination chilled people's hearts.

However, how could Zhao Yun be so easy to deal with? He snorted coldly, turned his body to the side, and easily avoided Tufa Wuwan's attack. At the same time, the spear in his hand was like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, and instantly pierced Tufa Wuwan's throat.

Tufa Wuwan was horrified when he saw this, and he tried his best to dodge, but he was too seriously injured and his movements were slow. In the end, he could only watch Zhao Yun's spear getting closer and closer to him, his pupils dilated, and his whole body froze in place, as if he had lost the ability to move.

At this critical moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the side and grabbed the tip of Zhao Yun's spear. Zhao Yun frowned. He didn't expect that someone would come to save Tufa Wuwan at this critical moment. He didn't even look at the visitor. The spear body shook, and the big guy was thrown out by Zhao Yun like a toy. The heavy body hit the ground, then bounced up, and finally fell to the ground again, and the ground was cracked.

Tuoba Wuwan was also carried by Tuoba Shuji and rushed out of Zhao Yun's attack range at the moment when the cavalry fought hard. At the same time, behind Zhao Yun, a figure so fast that only an afterimage could be seen appeared. He raised the short blade in his hand high and stabbed Zhao Yun's neck fiercely.

The expected sound of weapons melting into flesh and blood did not occur, but instead there was a sound of metal colliding with stone. Zhao Yun used the sword at his waist to cross the back of his neck to block the fatal blow.

The one who launched the sneak attack was none other than Kou Ke'er, who had been roaming the battlefield and was ready to make a move. When Kou Ke'er saw that his full-strength attack was easily blocked by Zhao Yun, he immediately kicked Zhao Yun's back with his legs and retreated violently. Zhao Yun also turned around at the same time, trying to grab Kou Ke'er's legs, but Kou Ke'er was short and this time he failed to catch him.

Zhao Yun's eyes were sharp, his silver spear was turning, his left foot was twisted on the ground, his legs were bent, and his whole body was like an arrow shot from a bow, rushing towards the thirsty man who was retreating.

"Little flea, got you."

Zhao Yun smiled slightly. He was very close to Kou Ke'er. He only needed to move forward another ten feet and the Longdan Bright Silver Spear would be able to hit Kou Ke'er. However, things often do not go as planned. Just when Zhao Yun was about to catch him, the cavalry who had just been knocked away by Zhao Yun rushed out again and hugged Zhao Yun in their arms. The strong squeezing pressure prevented Zhao Yun from breaking free immediately.

"elder brother--!"

Tieqi roared loudly, and Kou Ke'er immediately understood that Tieqi was using his life to trap Zhao Yun and give them a chance to attack. Kou Ke'er gritted his teeth, but saw Tieqi's body began to tremble with Zhao Yun's struggle, and Tieqi called him brother again.

Kouker, the notorious demon in Xianbei, was on the verge of collapse. Although he had killed countless people and was a bloodthirsty demon who liked to drink human blood, after seeing his younger brother, who depended on him for life, using his life to create an opportunity for them to attack, Kouker broke down and cried. This might be the first time he shed tears since his first murder.

Tufa Shujineng, Tufa Wuwan and Kouke'er all launched their strongest attacks at the same time towards Zhao Yun who was held in the arms of Tieqier. Zhao Yun looked at the three people approaching rapidly and could not help but clenched his fists. Then a heart-pounding breath burst out from his body. He broke free from Tieqier's restraints and picked up his spear. The Night-Shining Jade Lion on the side had been waiting for Zhao Yun. He returned to his position with his horse and spear and faced the three people who were charging at him head-on.

The Night-Shining Jade Lion leaped high up like a flash of lightning, instantly carrying Zhao Yun into the air, avoiding the full-strength attack of the three people on the ground.

Zhao Yun turned in the air, and the Longdan Silver Spear turned into spear shadows all over the sky. Every spear accurately blocked the attacks of Tufa Shuji Neng, Tufa Wuwan and Kou Ke'er.

The sound of weapons clashing echoed across the battlefield. Zhao Yun, who had just landed, had not yet stabilized his body when he used the Night-Shining Jade Lion to twist his body and rushed towards the nearest Tufa Shuji again, with the tip of his spear pointing directly at his throat.

Tufa Shuji's pupils shrank. He felt an unprecedented sense of oppression. He retreated three steps, moved his spear horizontally, and took Zhao Yun's powerful shot head-on.

The collision of the two forces stirred up circles of air waves visible to the naked eye. Dust was flying all around, and war horses were neighing. Tufa Shuji felt as if he was colliding with a mountain. The trembling pain in his arms made him realize that it would be difficult for him to withstand a few more moves from this level of attack, otherwise his arms would be broken.

Tufa Wuwan and Kouke'er took the opportunity to attack from both sides in an attempt to distract Zhao Yun's attention, but Zhao Yun was clear-minded at the moment and did not need to look at the two of them. He swung his spear relying solely on his combat awareness. While swinging the spear, he not only blocked the attack of the two, but also cleverly used the butt of the spear to counterattack, forcing the two to retreat.

"Why does it feel like he's much stronger than in his prime? When he first started fighting us, he couldn't defeat us head-on with three of us alone, and that was after he was restrained by the Iron Cavalry for more than a dozen breaths."

"Something's not right. If this continues, we'll all be killed by him." "One against five, we're not just running into a tough nut, we're running into a rock."

Several people started to complain, speaking in the Hu language, which Zhao Yun could not understand at all. Listening to them chattering, Zhao Yun did not stand for it. He immediately picked up his spear, mounted the Night-Shining Jade Lion, and rushed towards the three opponents.

Zhao Yun was like a god of war, and each of his shots contained the power of thunder. Under his control, the Night-Shining Jade Lion was as agile as a dragon, shuttling across the battlefield, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Tufa, Shuji and the other two were no pushovers, but even if they tried their best, they were still powerless in front of Zhao Yun who had triggered the Dragon's Fury characteristic.

"There's no way to fight this, what should we do?"

After being hit by Zhao Yun's spear again and falling off his horse, Tuoba Wuwan cursed angrily with a hint of despair in his voice. He looked at Tuoba Shuji Neng and Kou Ke'er beside him. Both of them had solemn expressions and horror in their eyes. If just now they still held on to the hope that they could fight Zhao Yun desperately for a chance of survival, now the three of them were completely in despair.

"Fight to the death! If we die here, at least our tribe won't be implicated and suffer as a result."

Tufa Shuji could only sigh softly. He knew very well that the current situation did not allow them to retreat. If they retreated, they might survive, but their tribe would be implicated. Ever since Tuoba Liwei succeeded to the throne as the great leader of the Xianbei, he had enacted strict military laws.

Among them is the punishment for deserting the battlefield. The punishment is so severe that if you dare to desert the battlefield, your entire tribe will no longer have any human rights. Their original fiefdoms, horses, pastures, etc. will be confiscated, and the punishment for deserting the battlefield will be even more severe.

These nomadic peoples attached great importance to race and would never endanger their own tribe for their own lives. Therefore, he waved his spear and took the lead in charging at Zhao Yun. Seeing this, Tufa Wuwan and Kouke'er followed closely behind. The three of them worked together to try to trap Zhao Yun in the battle formation again and try to kill Zhao Yun.

However, how could Zhao Yun not see such an obvious intention? He raised a faint smile, waved his spear, and took the initiative to meet him. His figure was like a ghost floating on the battlefield. Every attack was just right to defeat the opponent's offensive, and at the same time, he counterattacked at the right time, making Tufa, Shuji and the other two exhausted.

The physical strength of Tufa, Shuji and the other two was gradually exhausted and they became unable to do anything. They did not have the bonus of the characteristic of "I am the Destiny", nor did they have the means like Zhao Yun to restore their strength and physical strength. However, Zhao Yun became more and more courageous as the battle went on, as if an endless source of power was supporting him. The Longdan silver spear in his hand was shining brightly in the sun, and every swing was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking wind, which was daunting.

Fortunately, three first-rate generals who came to support finally joined the battlefield. The arrival of the three allowed Tufa Shuji and his men to breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, they finally had time to put Budugen Moshen, who was lying on the ground, on their horses and rushed to the rear. Budugen Moshen's injuries were not particularly serious. He just had his tendons in his hands and feet cut. As long as they were reconnected in time, there would be no problem.

Kou Ke'er and Tufa Wuwan went to lift the huge body of the Iron Cavalry. The Iron Cavalry was really too huge, more than three meters high, more than one meter wide, and weighed eight hundred kilograms. Tufa Wuwan was injured, but Kou Ke'er was not injured, but his short stature greatly limited his performance.

The two men took great pains to lift the Iron Cavalry up, but with a weight of more than 800 kilograms, no horse could bear such a huge weight. They could only carry the Iron Cavalry forward with difficulty. The two men who were moving forward suddenly found that the Iron Cavalry seemed to have become much heavier. Looking up, they saw Zhao Yun holding a gun on the Iron Cavalry, looking at them with indifference.

The Iron Cavalryman had completely fainted. Zhao Yun was not in a hurry to kill him, wanting to keep him for Zhang Fei. He waved his spear and jumped off the Iron Cavalryman, landing in front of the two men. The Night-Shining Jade Lion ran to Zhao Yun's side and snorted.

"Damn it, it looks like I won't be able to get out of here alive today."

Tufa Wuwan spat fiercely and raised his spear again. His injuries were extremely serious. Two of Zhao Yun's spears had pierced his body solidly, and he was hit by several spears from Zhao Yun. He probably had few good ribs left. Now even breathing seemed to tear his organs apart, and he twitched in pain.

"Don't be afraid, brother. I'm here."

Kou Ke'er just touched Tieqi'er's head and whispered softly. After that, Kou Ke'er stood up. After standing up again, there was only determination in Kou Ke'er's eyes. Tufa Shuji, who put Budugen Moshen on the horse, also walked over. He didn't expect that three first-rate generals could not even last ten moves in front of Zhao Yun's hands and were all solved by Zhao Yun.

The three of them joined forces again to fight against Zhao Yun, but this time, the situation was a little different. Zhao Yun was no longer a lamb to be slaughtered, but a hunter with a sharp blade, and they became the prey.

"kill!"

Tufa Shuji gave a loud roar, and the three men attacked again at the same time, making their final struggle. Zhao Yun looked at the men rushing towards him, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he shook his spear, like a dragon soaring across the seas, instantly cutting through the air, with a whistling sound, and went straight to Tufa Wuwan's vitals.

Tufa Wuwan was horrified upon seeing this, the spear was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. He could only rely on his consciousness to resist, and raised his spear to strike horizontally, trying to defeat the opponent with force.

However, Zhao Yun's spear skills had reached perfection, and he was full of fighting spirit at the moment. He just shook the spear slightly, avoiding Tufa Wuwan's block and stabbed towards Tufa Wuwan's heart. When the other two saw this, they tried their best to stop Zhao Yun, but they were like an ant trying to shake a tree, and they could not shake Zhao Yun at all.

The spear penetrated Tufa Wuwan's armor like a hot knife through butter and went straight to his heart.

At the same time, a scream pierced the sky. Tufa Wuwan was held on the spear by Zhao Yun and kept retreating. Zhao Yun twisted his wrist, and Tufa Wuwan felt a sharp pain in his heart. When Zhao Yun stopped, Tufa Wuwan was already dead. Zhao Yun pulled the spear from Tufa Wuwan's heart, turned it twice in the air to shake off all the blood, then raised the spear again and pointed at the two men from a distance.

Tufa Shuji Neng and Kou Ke'er looked at each other, with determination and unwillingness flashing in each other's eyes. Both of them were older brothers. Their younger brothers had all fallen under Zhao Yun's gun. Now there were only two of them left, but Zhao Yun looked unharmed. Somehow, the wounds on Zhao Yun's body had all disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

(End of this chapter)