Chapter 1443

His eyes flashed with a fierce glint; he gritted his teeth and lunged straight at Xia Yu to kill him.

"Crack!"

Lei Ting tore through the night sky, striking down upon the head of this Xiongnu Grand General.

Just then, Xia Yu reached out and grabbed, catching that heavenly thunderbolt with bare hands.

"Boom!"

That sixth-level heavenly thunderbolt exploded into a sky full of lightning flowers, yet Xia Yu remained unscathed.

Seeing this, Yuchi Gong's pupils shrank sharply.

What level of cultivation must one possess to catch that heavenly thunderbolt so effortlessly and casually?

Meanwhile, the Xiongnu Grand General opposite him had his eyes bulging round.

This is impossible!

"Who exactly are you?"

He spoke out, his voice trembling with shock and doubt.

"Heh, I am the Great Han's General of the Flying Cavalry, Grand General of the Flying Cavalry, Xia Yu!"

Xia Yu's calm voice struck his chest like a heavy hammer.

"Spit!"

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out; the Xiongnu Grand General could no longer hold back.

"Retreat!"

In the next moment, he roared.

It was all because of this fellow; if not for him, this battle would have been a certain victory. He could not accept it!

But how could things be that simple?

"Whoosh~~"

An arrow flew in, piercing straight through the Xiongnu Grand General's throat.

This scene left Xia Yu stunned as well.

I just released a tiny bit of pressure, that's all!

I didn't expect that tiny bit of pressure to be something even a master of his level could not withstand.

Indeed, in the face of an absolute gap in strength, wisdom is the least valuable thing.

"Ding! System notification: Host gains 500 Killing Points!"

The system's voice sounded, making Xia Yu's expression even more joyful.

This trip was not in vain; as long as he killed these people, his Killing Points would rise to 1500.

In that case, he could level up.

And those Xiongnu, obviously driven mad, were charging at Yuchi Gong and the others with bloodshot eyes.

But what use was that?

Xia Yu flipped his wrist, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

With one slash, a Xiongnu's head flew straight into the air.

That was not the end.

A chilling sword intent swept out, and all the Xiongnu clutched their necks and fell down.

With just one move, he annihilated this million-strong army.

"Your Majesty, glorious!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Yuchi Gong's mouth.

"General, flee quickly!"

Just then, Zhao She beside him shouted anxiously.

"Hmm?"

Xia Yu raised his head, gazing into the depths of the Northern Desert army.

He saw a group of horsemen galloping rapidly from afar.

His eyes revealed a sinister malice, like a vicious wolf ready to devour its prey.

"Hahaha, you are finished!"

Seeing everything within the Great Qin camp, that Xiongnu Grand General laughed wildly; he felt his chance for revenge had arrived.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

At that moment, Yuchi Gong stepped in front of Xia Yu.

"Swish~~"

A eighteen-foot Snake Spear, carrying terrifying gale-force wind, surged toward his body.

This strike was terrifyingly fast.

"Zing~~"

In Xia Yu's hand, he now held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, though he knew not when.

"Hah!"

He shook his arms; the immense force directly knocked the eighteen-foot Snake Spear away.

"Bang!"

The Xiongnu Grand General's palm went numb, his Hukou tore, and his entire body was pushed flying backward by that terrifying force.

Is this the pressure of a Grandmaster?

"Your Majesty!"

The men on Yuchi Gong's side all wore expressions of worry.

After all, they were merely a group of ordinary soldiers.

Xia Yu said nothing, his gaze fixed intently on this great army.

In Xia Yu's sight, this was a formation composed of dozens of people; each held a Zhangba Snake Spear in hand, while the man leading them radiated an overwhelmingly powerful aura, even surpassing the Early Stage of Innate and reaching the Mid Stage of Innate.

Such strength was beyond their ability to match.

"Emperor of the Great Han, today this seat will capture you alive."

That man spoke coldly.

At this moment, the soldiers behind him were restless, eager to rush forward immediately.

This was the Army Soul!

Although this army's strength could not compare to the Xiongnu Iron Cavalry, their aura was such that Yuchi Gong and the others could not underestimate them.

"Who are you?"

Xia Yu asked in a deep voice; how could such a grandmaster submit to a mere great army of the Northern Desert?

"Hmph!"

This man snorted arrogantly, then spoke.

"Emperor of the Great Han, today you cannot escape even with wings!"

This was the Wang Ting Guard of the Northern Desert, and this man was the Great Chanyu of the Xiongnu, Tuoba Lie.

And with this, the battle was no longer about anything else; it was merely the grudge between Xia Yu and Tuoba Lie.

"You are quite good!"

Xia Yu looked at Tuoba Lie and offered a compliment, causing the latter to pause in surprise.

"Hmph, I admit you are strong, but so what?"

Tuoba Lie remained disdainful; though the Great Han was strong, his Northern Desert was not weak, and he was the King of the Northern Desert!

"So what?"

Xia Yu sneered, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and charged at Tuoba Lie.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!..."

The crisp sound of blade meeting spear rang out at this moment, spreading across the entire grassland.

The two fought fiercely together, their speed reaching a terrifying realm; the surrounding soldiers were already captivated by the slaughter between the two of them and simply could not react.

Tuoba Lie was at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, his strength formidable, and he wielded a divine weapon, yet Xia Yu, relying on this single blade, drove Tuoba Lie into a steady retreat.

"This, how is this possible, how is this possible?"

Tuoba Lie's face was filled with disbelief; how could a true king of his generation lose to a young junior?

On the other side, Yuchi Gong and the others were desperately blocking the remaining Xiongnu people.