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Chapter 772

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"Move aside."

As he neared Lu Bu, Duan Yu let out a cold snort.

Lu Bu hurriedly pulled on his horse's reins, quickly disengaging from the area where he had been fighting Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei.

"Second Brother, Third Brother, be careful!" Liu Bei shouted, raising his dual swords.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei also felt the terrifying pressure brought by Duan Yu.

Both raised their weapons.

"Another one comes! Splendid, splendid! Today, I shall have a grand battle!"

Zhang Fei was the first to charge at Duan Yu, shouting: "I am Zhang Yide of Yan! State your name, for Grandpa Zhang does not kill nameless nobodies!"

"Third Brother, be careful..."

Guan Yu shouted a warning.

Zhang Fei was just about to laugh.

But the next second, the expression on his face froze.

As Zhang Fei charged forward, he saw Duan Yu waving the strange-looking weapon in his hand.

In an instant, it felt as if a wall of wind were blowing from the opposite side.

It even blew the military cap off Zhang Fei's head.

Alarmed, Zhang Fei immediately held his Serpent Spear horizontally in front of him.

Opposite him, Duan Yu narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with killing intent and rage.

He unleashed his full strength with the very first strike.

So, this was Zhang Fei.

Boom!

Crack!

Zhang Fei's Serpent Spear snapped in response.

Then, his entire body was sent flying backward from his horse like a kite with a broken string.

"Pfft!"

A mist of blood bloomed in the air.

It was visible to the naked eye that the armor on Zhang Fei's chest had shattered completely as he flew backward, spitting blood.

Before Zhang Fei could even land, the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd in Duan Yu's hand traced an arc in the air and smashed down onto Zhang Fei's warhorse, Wuzhui.

The next second, the horse's mournful cry rang out.

Its spine at the saddle was shattered by Duan Yu's single strike.

After one last cry, Wuzhui collapsed and died.

Zhang Fei also fell heavily to the ground, his head lolling to the side, his life or death unknown.

"Third Brother!"

Liu Bei's eyes widened in shock.

Guan Yu was also stunned.

His phoenix eyes opened wide as he looked at the fallen Zhang Fei, then at Duan Yu, who was charging toward the fallen Zhang Fei without slowing down.

"Madman, die!" Guan Yu roared, spurring his horse toward Duan Yu.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand was dragged along the ground—it was Guan Yu's strongest move, the Dragging Blade.

"Hmph."

Duan Yu, on his horse, let out a cold snort: "You are not worthy."

Then, just as Guan Yu charged up and their horses crossed, Guan Yu was about to raise his Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Duan Yu's speed was a step faster.

He saw Duan Yu's Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd suddenly thrust into the ground where Guan Yu was dragging his blade.

Bang!

The tip of the halberd pierced into the soil.

The crescent blades on both sides of the halberd directly pinned the Green Dragon Crescent Blade to the ground.

Guan Yu was startled and pulled hard, but it wouldn't budge.

The blade was stuck.

Guan Yu panicked instantly.

The Red Dragon Treading Clouds beast immediately reared up on its hind legs, letting out a neigh like a dragon's roar and a tiger's howl.

Guan Yu, facing Duan Yu, saw only a pair of extremely indifferent eyes.

The next second.

A fist carrying a howling gale struck Guan Yu's abdomen.

Guan Yu, sitting on his horse, felt his body leave the saddle instantly.

His entire body flew up uncontrollably.

"Pfft!"

Blood stained the gauntlet Duan Yu was wearing.

As Guan Yu's body soared into the air.

The Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd in Duan Yu's hand was also pulled from the ground.

Then, without hesitation, he slashed toward Guan Yu.

Just then, a sound of something piercing the air was heard.

Duan Yu didn't even look, turning his halberd to parry.

Ding!

A crisp sound.

The sword Liu Bei had thrown was directly deflected by Duan Yu.

The next second, a flash of sword light headed straight for Liu Bei.

Liu Bei, still in his throwing posture, was terrified and tried to dodge sideways.

However, he wasn't fast enough.

The sword slashed right past one of Liu Bei's ears.

The next second, a large, white, fleshy ear fell to the ground.

Liu Bei clutched his ear, blood flowing from between his fingers.

"Master Lu..."

Liu Bei shouted for help. ===== CHAPTER 774 =====

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