Chapter 837

The battle situation would not remain unchanged; there would eventually be a time to break the stalemate.

Just when Zhang Fei and Lu Bu had fought for fifty rounds.

"Hahaha, Lu Bu among men, Red Hare among horses—nothing more than this."

"Is this all the means you, three-surname slave, have!!!"

Having gotten carried away, Zhang Fei thought Lu Bu's strength stopped there and suddenly blurted out a taunt.

Unfortunately, he did not know that Lu Bu had been suppressing his own strength all along and had not erupted with everything.

Lu Bu also did not think Zhang Fei had the ability to make him erupt with everything.

However, he didn't expect that this guy, whose face was as black as coal, would dare to mock him.

"This is truly unbearable!"

"Zhang Yide of Yan, right? Very well, this general will now make it so you can't even be a eunuch, but a dead man!"

Unprecedented anger; the ten words "three-surname slave" had always been a deadly taboo for Lu Bu. Endless rage was poured directly into the move he was about to unleash.

"Ghost-God Supreme Art, Erupt!!"

"Ultimate Skill: Ghost-God Fangtian Slash!"

Accompanied by Lu Bu's roar of extreme fury, the sky changed color.

A storm was generated, like a tornado.

And the moment the tornado appeared, a ghost-god-like phantom in the middle of the battlefield was added to Lu Bu, as if to destroy everything around it.

Finally, that ghost-god-like aura condensed entirely on the divine Fangtian Halberd in Lu Bu's hand, instantly expanding several times, and he slashed forward fiercely!

In an instant.

A blood-colored halberd light nearly a hundred meters long appeared in the blink of an eye, sweeping toward Zhang Fei as if tearing through the entire earth.

"Oh no... this fellow Lu Bu actually still had hidden strength!"

Looking at the almost exaggerated blood-colored halberd light, Zhang Fei secretly thought it was bad. Lu Bu's sudden terrifying eruption directly stunned him.

Originally, he thought that although Lu Bu was strong, he was at most an expert on the same level as himself.

The two of them were evenly matched, and he could just enjoy the pleasure of a sharp tongue.

As a result, who knew that in the previous fifty-plus rounds, Lu Bu hadn't been performing well at all.

The terrifying aura formed by this erupted power made even him tremble.

Almost at this moment.

Zhang Fei determined that Lu Bu was definitely a powerhouse a level above him.

Well, that's how it is among experts; when the other party truly exerts their strength, one can perceive the difference in strength between the two sides.

Often, in a duel between experts of the same level, one can probe the other's depth in the very first clash.

And he had just been thinking that Lu Bu's strength was about the same as his own, which meant he hadn't perceived Lu Bu's depth at all.

Which meant...

Zhang Fei now understood that Lu Bu's strength was simply a grade higher than his.

"Peerless, Golden Lion Angry Kill!"

Zhang Fei did not hesitate; he immediately held the Serpent Spear with both hands, erupted with all his power, and merged with the Serpent Spear.

Instantly forming a golden lion with angry eyes, dozens of meters high, it collided with the nearly hundred-meter-long blood-colored halberd light coming from Lu Bu.

Rumble!

Both were peerless generals, and the extremely powerful forces they erupted with collided.

Instantly, a heaven-shaking roar was raised, and the huge shockwave formed spread to the surroundings, even appearing like mushroom-shaped smoke clouds.

But this time.

Zhang Fei and Lu Bu were no longer evenly matched.

Bursts of shockwaves rebounded onto the two of them.

Lu Bu remained motionless.

Zhang Fei, however, was forcibly shaken away by that shockwave, flying a long distance before falling to the ground, plowing a deep trench.

Not only that.

At the moment he finally stopped, Zhang Fei got up and spat out a large mouthful of thick blood.

This made his originally black face become extremely ruddy, clearly because the hot blood inside his body was churning wildly.

Zhang Fei's expression changed.

He had never thought that someone could actually knock him away, or even forcibly cause internal injuries.

Terrifying, it was simply too terrifying.

The first time he had encountered such a terrifying enemy.

Zhang Fei had always believed he was a born god of war, invincible against ten thousand.

Even if it were his second brother Guan Yu, if they really fought, it would be a fifty-fifty split.

Until now, encountering Lu Bu.

His invincible confidence began to collapse.

Seeking self-subscription, seeking evaluation.