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Chapter 491: Gan Ning's trump card, the blood-sucking sword
A sneer appeared on Gan Ning's face. Even he would find it difficult to withstand such intensive attacks for too long. He had to find a flaw in Huang Zhong's rain of arrows and get close to Huang Zhong, forcing Huang Zhong to fight him in close combat. Otherwise, the battle would become increasingly difficult.

He took a deep breath and swung the ancient ingot knife more violently. The knife light was like mercury pouring down on the ground, blocking all the incoming arrows. At the same time, he created a space of nearly one meter in front of him. No arrow could break through Gan Ning's knife light and enter the range of one meter.

Huang Zhong saw this and stopped firing arrows at him. He only had three quivers with him, one of which was empty and the other only had a few arrows left. If he continued to use them without restraint, he would soon lose his bow and arrow as a means of attack. Although he was not afraid of Gan Ning in close combat, it was always a good idea to keep some backup plans for himself.

So he quickly changed his tactics and pulled out three arrows at the same time. After the three arrows were taken out, there was only one arrow left in the second quiver. Huang Zhong put the three arrows on the string, raised them high, towards the sky, loosened the bowstring, and the arrow flew into the sky.

Gan Ning initially did not understand what Huang Zhong meant by this move, but when he saw the three arrows draw an arc above his head and shot back at him at a tricky angle, Gan Ning realized that he had been tricked.

In a hurry, Gan Ning adjusted the direction of the ancient ingot knife and chopped off two arrows, but the other arrow did not have any obstruction and went straight into his left shoulder. When the arrow entered his shoulder an inch, Gan Ning caught it with his other hand and prevented it from completely penetrating into his shoulder.

Then Gan Ning pulled out the arrow directly and shook his injured left shoulder. It was not serious. The greatest impact force was blocked for a moment by the black gold soft armor he was wearing. It was this moment that allowed him to grab the arrow in time.

Seeing that Gan Ning was injured, Huang Zhong did not give Gan Ning any time to rest. He pulled out the last arrow from his second quiver. This time, he shot the arrow without any charge, as if he had gently plucked the bowstring. However, the power of this arrow was far beyond any previous one. Although there was still a distance of dozens of meters between the two of them, the arrow instantly arrived in front of Gan Ning.

As the arrow was shot, Huang Zhong immediately held the bow in both hands and rode his horse forward. The prairie fire under Huang Zhong's crotch seemed to turn into a flame and rushed towards Gan Ning. The arrow arrived first, carrying a blue light and collided with Gan Ning, stirring up a cloud of blue smoke.

The arrow was blocked by Gan Ning's knife, and the tip of the arrow hit the blade of the ancient ingot knife. In just a moment, a small dent was made on the blade. Although the subsequent impact did not cause the blade of the ancient ingot knife to deform again, the huge force made Gan Ning miserable. His injured left shoulder spurted blood like a pump, and the huge pressure caused his wound to tear for the second time.

But at least he blocked the arrow. The moment the arrow was knocked away, a cold light appeared in front of his eyes. Gan Ning suddenly realized something and raised his ancient ingot knife to chop it down suddenly, forcing Huang Zhong, who was about to kill Gan Ning with the Eight Treasures Kirin Bow, to retract his attack and raise his bow to block Gan Ning's full-strength attack.

Another sound of metal colliding was heard, and the collision and friction between the two weapons produced sparks.

"You are too arrogant. You actually dare to fight me in close combat!"

Although Gan Ning's shoulder was bleeding, he didn't seem to care. Instead, his attack became more fierce. He wanted to take advantage of the opportunity when Huang Zhong was fighting with him in close combat to completely defeat Huang Zhong.

The two men fought fiercely on the battlefield, with swords flashing and bows flying, and horses neighing.

The Eight Treasures Kirin Bow was like a broadsword in Huang Zhong's hand, wielding it smoothly, with each strike containing powerful force and precise control. Although Gan Ning was injured, his ancient ingot swordsmanship was just as fierce, with each strike carrying a sound of breaking through the air, trying to force Huang Zhong to retreat.

Although the body of the Eight Treasures Kirin Bow is extremely hard, the daggers at both ends are made of other materials. After such an intense fight, the two daggers are already covered with dense cracks and may break at any time. After all, Gan Ning's ancient ingot knife is not a weapon made of the same material.

Huang Zhong's meteor arrow just now only left a small hole on the ancient ingot knife.

Gan Ning fought more and more bravely, and he seemed to be in a state of madness, but he still maintained his rationality. When he was attacking, he suddenly found that Huang Zhong, whose weapon was about to be broken, had no intention of retreating and continued to fight with Gan Ning mindlessly.

Finally, after another collision, Huang Zhong's dagger shattered. Gan Ning pulled up a smile and slashed out again. This time, the other end of the dagger also shattered.

"Die!"

Gan Ning roared and rushed towards Huang Zhong, his eyes full of desire for the upcoming victory.

Huang Zhong not only did not retreat to create distance, but rushed towards Gan Ning. This was not in line with common sense and made Gan Ning cautious. At the moment when the two were about to collide, Huang Zhong pulled out a blood-red long blade from somewhere. Huang Zhong swung the Eight Treasures Kirin Bow with his left hand to push away Gan Ning's ancient ingot knife, and at the same time, he swung the blood-red long knife in his right hand.

Gan Ning's pupils constricted. Although he had known for a long time that Huang Zhong would definitely have a trump card, he did not expect that Huang Zhong could actually come up with such a strange-looking blood-red long sword.

The next moment, the blood-red sword that was supposed to hit Gan Ning was suddenly bounced away by a stream of gas, and Huang Zhong and Liao Yuanhuo were also knocked back several feet away.

Although Huang Zhong's attack failed to take Gan Ning's life, it forced out Gan Ning's trump card, so it was not too bad. It can only be said that the dagger on the Eight Treasures Kirin Bow was not broken in vain.

There were eighteen black gases surrounding Gan Ning's body. Just now, Huang Zhong was hit on the Red Blood Sword by twelve of them, causing him to retreat several feet.

Not only was there black gas lingering around Gan Ning, his aura had also been greatly enhanced. He was now much stronger than he was just now, Gan Ning said with his teeth bared and his mouth grinning.

"Huang Zhong, Huang Zhong, I used to think you were a fool, a fool that even your uncle looked down upon. Now it seems that I really underestimated you. You actually forced me to use my full strength. This is the mysterious gift I left for Zhao Yun. You can say that you deserved to die when I died in my prime."

"Oh? Are you so confident?"

Huang Zhong smiled sarcastically, his eyes full of contempt, and did not take Gan Ning, who had activated his famous general skills, seriously.

Gan Ning didn't care about this. His famous general skill could summon eighteen black auras and gain a 700% bonus to attack power.

These eighteen black auras can not only serve as his protective barrier, but also as his means of attack, and can even serve him tea and water, just like eighteen people.

Originally, Gan Ning wanted to keep this trump card and attack an important general of the enemy after the war started. Zhao Yun would naturally become the first choice. However, Gan Ning did not expect that his trump card would be forced out by Huang Zhong before the war even started.

"Hahaha, Huang Zhong, you've tried your best, but you're still only as good as me just now. Now that my strength has been greatly improved, how are you going to deal with me?"

Gan Ning had a frivolous smile on his face and did not take Huang Zhong seriously at all. However, what responded to Gan Ning was Huang Zhong's charge on horseback and the huge blood-red sword light.

Huang Zhong's blood-red blade light was like a blood-red lightning, tearing through the sky and heading straight for Gan Ning. Gan Ning's strength increased greatly, and he didn't care about Huang Zhong's charge at all. He twisted his wrist and swung the ancient ingot blade towards the blood-red light. The two forces collided in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. Gan Ning's ancient ingot blade and Huang Zhong's blood-red long blade intersected, sparks flew everywhere, and the horses of both men neighed and retreated due to the huge impact.

A trace of blood instantly flowed out from the corner of Huang Zhong's mouth, but Huang Zhong still did not retreat at all. He continued to swing his sword stubbornly, while adjusting the distance between the two of them, using the advantage of the longer blade of the Red Blood Sword to fight with Gan Ning.

After a few moves, the two men suddenly collided with each other again, and the huge impact force rushed outwards, causing waves.

"Hahaha, Huang Zhong, you will die today!"

Gan Ning laughed wildly, but the only response he got was Huang Zhong's full-strength sword strike.

After the two separated again, Gan Ning was no longer in a hurry to attack. The blood kept gushing out of his shoulder and he had to deal with it. Otherwise, he would become exhausted if it continued like this. Gan Ning tore off the cloth lining of his armor and bandaged it simply.

Huang Zhong just looked at Gan Ning quietly. After Gan Ning was dealt with, Huang Zhong made an unexpected move. He put the Red Blood Knife in his hand and gently scratched his palm. In an instant, blood flowed out, but it did not fall on the ground. Instead, it all remained on the blade of the Red Blood Knife.

The Red Blood Knife began to gradually change from scarlet to bright red. Gan Ning felt his right eyelid twitching as he watched this scene. After the Red Blood Knife completely changed from dark scarlet to bright red, Huang Zhong raised the blade and faced Gan Ning, his eyes full of determination.

"Gan Ning, are you scared?"

Huang Zhong's voice was calm, his eyes fixed on Gan Ning. Gan Ning swallowed his saliva, his expression slightly moved.

"Huang Zhong, you are not simple."

The fact that Gan Ning could say this was enough to prove that he was feeling tremendous pressure at the moment, otherwise he would never say such words that would undermine his own prestige.

The next moment, the two men rushed forward on their horses at the same time without any warning and clashed again. The black sword light and the bright red energy blended together. Gan Ning's ancient ingot knife and Huang Zhong's blood-red long blade kept colliding, and every collision made the surrounding air vibrate.

Gan Ning's black aura surrounded him, defending him from Huang Zhong's attacks, while Huang Zhong's bloody long blade was like the god of death reaping lives, and every swing carried the breath of death.

The intensity of the battle had reached a fever pitch, with Gan Ning's black energy and Huang Zhong's bloody long blade interweaving in the air to form magnificent patterns. Gan Ning's every attack was accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, and Huang Zhong's every swing of the blade seemed to split the sky and earth apart.

Although Gan Ning's black energy is powerful, it can always help Gan Ning block Huang Zhong's attack in time and create opportunities for Gan Ning to counterattack.

However, Gan Ning soon discovered something was wrong. Several of his black gases showed signs of collapse. The most obvious one of them had already shown dense cracks. The next moment, the black gas dissipated. Gan Ning spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly retreated to keep his distance.

Gan Ning had done an experiment when he had just obtained the black gas. Even if he attacked with all his strength without distraction, it still took him more than a dozen hits to break the black gas, and it only dispersed. He could recover by activating his skills next time.

But the moment the black gas shattered, Gan Ning felt very clearly that the black gas would never be restored, because the black gas would return to his body after dissipating. However, the black gas was absorbed by the blood-red knife in Huang Zhong's hand right under his nose.

At this point, no matter how stupid Gan Ning was, he understood that Huang Zhong's blood-red blade seemed to have some kind of mysterious power. It could not only penetrate Gan Ning's defense, but also devour his black energy.

In addition, several black gases surrounding Gan Ning also began to show cracks, but they were not yet on the verge of collapse.

"How can this be?"

Gan Ning was shocked, this black gas was his biggest trump card. Its advantage was that it would not cause any impact after it dissipated and he could continue to use it next time. But this time was different. His black gas that was always effective was actually swallowed up. You know, this was all the black gas formed by the manifestation of his breath. The swallowing of the black gas also meant that his breath was swallowed up.

Huang Zhong did not stop at all, but continued to swing the bloody long blade, and each attack became more fierce. Gan Ning began to feel powerless. Although his black energy could resist Huang Zhong's attack, it consumed a lot of energy. Huang Zhong seemed to have an endless supply of energy, because his strength from the beginning of the battle to now has not weakened at all, and he has always maintained a completely victorious posture. This is too unreasonable.

In the blink of an eye, two more black auras shattered beside Gan Ning and were also sucked away by Huang Zhong's bright red blood blade. Gan Ning felt as if something was suddenly sucked out of his body.

"Gan Ning, is this all you have? If this is all you have, I'm afraid you'll die here today."

Huang Zhong's voice seemed to come from the underworld, cold and resolute.

Gan Ning gritted his teeth and did not dare to be careless. He fought Huang Zhong with all his strength and no longer relied on the black energy to stop Huang Zhong. This was all his origin, and it was sucked away by Huang Zhong without knowing it. How could he dare to use it?

He could only swing the ancient ingot knife more frantically, trying to make up for the loss of black energy with speed and strength.

However, Huang Zhong's bloody long blade seemed to always be able to predict his movements, and it met Gan Ning's attacks accurately every time, making Gan Ning's attacks futile.

"Gan Ning, Gan Ning, you are still the same as before. I suppressed you before, and I can still suppress you now!"

Huang Zhong's voice was deep and powerful, and it sounded like a devil's voice in Gan Ning's ears. Gan Ning roared in anger.

"You're talking nonsense! It's just that old Huang Zu doesn't know what's good. It's not that you're suppressing me. Now you can't suppress me either!"

(End of this chapter)