Chapter 132

This made Su Li instantly feel speechless.

Damn, two idiots.

He hadn't even made any move yet, and he was actually treated as a cowardly rat.

It was simply bullying people too much!

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Damn, two idiots.

Su Li's gaze turned cold, looking at He Man, and killing intent instantly surged.

Without the slightest hesitation, he also directly charged out of the formation and met the incoming He Man.

"Good courage! Actually not running!"

"Then take a move from me!"

"Heaven-Severing Continuous Slash!"

A wild, reckless voice rang out.

Before he reached him, the broad-bladed saber in He Man's hand burst out with several blood-colored blade beams, instantly crossing a distance of dozens of meters, one of which slashed toward Su Li.

The other several were slashed toward Zhao Yu and the Blood-Red Cavalry behind Su Li.

Alright then!

Su Li felt that he was truly being looked down upon.

The opponent actually only used a portion of his martial skill power to attack him; was that okay?

However...

The martial skill He Man released was actually quite something; he could instantly slash out several blade beams, and they were attacking from different directions.

If he blocked one of them, without using martial skills, the others would be hard to block.

After all, the opponent had the first move, the speed was very fast, and several blade beams had already brushed past him.

"Big Brother, you just focus on facing the enemy; leave the rest to me."

A light and confident voice rang out from behind; Su Li nodded slightly, then ignored the blade beams brushing past him, rode his sweat-blood horse, and charged straight toward the blade beam in the middle.

"Brother Su! Hurry and dodge!"

"Heaven-Severing Yaksha He Man's martial skill is very strong; you can't withstand it..."

Pan Feng's shout came from afar; he had just faced He Man's Heaven-Severing Continuous Slash, and its power was very strong; even he had to use his full strength to take it.

So Pan Feng didn't think Su Li could withstand this strike from He Man.

But the next second.

Pan Feng's voice had to be stuck in his throat, and he was stunned there, his mouth wide open, revealing an expression of disbelief.

What did he see!

He saw Su Li just use the Blood-Dragon Glazed Halberd in his hand to slightly slash forward, and he actually easily destroyed the blade beam attacking him.

As if the strike that Pan Feng needed to use his full strength to take was, in his eyes, just tofu-dregs-like attack.

How could this be!

Pan Feng was completely confused.

He had always thought that Su Li was just a unique lord and wasn't that powerful.

After all, the current unique lords were still in the growth stage, and no one possessed powerful strength.

Not to mention martial generals, most unique lords' own strength couldn't even compare to an elite troop.

This point was seen by all epic NPCs.

It was precisely because the current unique lords were too weak that even as unique lords with many natural advantages, no epic NPC was willing to serve them.

But now?

This Lord Su in front of him actually blocked Heaven-Severing Yaksha He Man's martial skill with a casual slash.

Was this kind of strength still a unique lord?

I fear even he himself might not be able to compare.

A thought appeared in his mind, and Pan Feng's worldview instantly collapsed, while his rough face turned ruddy.

Even someone with a thick skin like Pan Feng finally became embarrassed.

He had always called himself the Unrivaled General and thought he was the strongest martial general on his side.

As a result, he was now directly slapped in the face by Su Li; could he not be embarrassed?

And in this moment of realization, Pan Feng saw that the other several blood-colored blade beams slashed out by He Man had already bombarded in front of the cavalry unit under Su Li.

However.

Just as the power of those several blood-colored blade beams was about to explode...

Zhao Yu, who was standing in front of the Blood-Red Cavalry, suddenly made a move, the Fire-Phoenix Bright Gold Spear danced, and one could see spear beams of fire like raindrops, shattering all those blade beams.

For a time.

Pan Feng's face became even more embarrassed.

Besides this Lord Su, even a female general under his command could easily shatter the martial skill slashed out by He Man.

This made Pan Feng, who still had to use his full strength, instantly feel that he was just a piece of trash.

What Unrivaled General Pan Feng; I fear he couldn't even count as a small general.

And at this moment.

Besides Pan Feng, He Man was likewise confused.

You must know, he had unleashed his martial skill with the mindset of a sure kill.

In his view, within the enemy formation, since Pan Feng dared to call himself the Unrivaled General, he must be the strongest martial general in the camp.

Even the strongest martial general could only fight him to a draw.

The rest of the generals in the enemy formation must all be crooked melons and cracked dates.

But now.

These enemy generals, whom He Man considered crooked melons and cracked dates, had actually easily blocked his attack; how could he not be confused?

Suddenly realizing something, He Man's originally arrogant and confident face instantly became shocked and terrified: "You... you... your strongest martial general is... is not the Unrivaled General Pan Feng?"

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You... how could you..."

He Man wanted to say how could you block my martial skill, but due to the unease in his heart, his speech was somewhat trembling.

Well, although He Man was arrogant, he wasn't stupid; he knew that since the opponent could block his martial skill with a casual strike, their strength was definitely stronger than his, and stronger by absolutely more than just a little bit.

"Unrivaled General Pan Feng..."

"Hehe?!!"

Su Li smiled with contempt and didn't say much.

His gaze locked onto He Man, and he continued to ride his horse at full speed.

"Give you one chance: surrender, or die!"

Utilizing the extreme speed of the sweat-blood horse he was riding, as soon as Su Li's voice fell, he turned into an afterimage and charged toward He Man, who was dozens of meters away.

He rode his horse at full speed, his figure like lightning!

Before He Man could react, he had already approached to within ten meters of him!

"So... so fast!"

Although he was very terrified in his heart, when he saw Su Li charging over like majesty and prison, He Man still braced himself and made a move.

"We have received the kindness of the Great Virtuous Teacher and the General of Earth; you want us to surrender? Dream on!"

"Heaven-Severing Strike!"

Without any hesitation, facing an enemy who could easily shatter his martial skill, He Man directly unleashed his full power, several blood-colored blade beams overlapping to form a huge crescent moon blade, attacking toward Su Li.

"Good momentum!"

"However..."

"You are still far behind!"

Facing He Man's full-power strike, Su Li's gaze remained indifferent, and he still didn't use any martial skill, just wrapping the power of the Tyrant Qi Technique around the Blood-Dragon Glazed Halberd and slashing forward.

A halberd beam wrapped in gold, blood, and seven-colored glaze, like a nine-colored giant dragon, slashed out of thin air!