Chapter 1338: Could not help but scream in pain

Gu Yi's body was kicked flying again, and he sprayed fresh blood from his mouth again.

"Ah!"

Gu Yi's body fell heavily to the ground again, and he could not help but scream in pain.

"Peng!"

Guan Ping's body rushed to Gu Yi's side again; he raised the long spear in his hand and stabbed toward Gu Yi's chest again.

Gu Yi's body flew up again, his body smashing heavily into the wall.

Gu Yi's body fell heavily to the ground, his body twitching slightly, a look of struggle appearing on his face, and the luster in his eyes gradually dimming.

A few ferocious looks flashed in Guan Ping's eyes: "Gu Yi, die! Hahaha!"

Gu Yi's body moved a few times, his gaze falling on Guan Ping's face, the bottom of his eyes filled with despair.

A look of triumph appeared on Guan Ping's face: "Gu Yi, this is the price for provoking me; I want you to know that those who offend me, Guan Ping, will all pay a heavy price in the end!"

Guan Ping raised the long spear again and stabbed toward Gu Yi again.

"Peng!"

Another dull sound.

Gu Yi's body fell heavily to the ground, and he sprayed fresh blood from his mouth again.

"Hmph, do you have any last words now?" A cold sneer appeared on Guan Ping's face.

A look of paleness appeared on Gu Yi's face; his body trembled a few times, but the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc, and he said with difficulty: "Heh, what I want to say is... you bastards... are all... damned!"

"Hahaha, damned?" Guan Ping's eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent: "I want to let you see who is the one who is truly damned!"

Guan Ping raised his foot and stepped onto Gu Yi's chest, the long spear in his hand stabbing fiercely toward Gu Yi's heart.

"Peng!"

Another dull sound.

A look of despair appeared on Gu Yi's face again.

A look of triumph appeared on Guan Ping's face: "Hehe, how is it?"

"Gu Yi, are you alright?" A familiar voice suddenly rang out, breaking Guan Ping's triumphant smile.

Gu Yi looked up and saw a figure appear; it was Zhao Yun. He wore silver armor and held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, his momentum imposing, like a god descending to the world.

Zhao Yun led an elite troop, galloping across the battlefield, approaching Guan Ping rapidly. They were all skilled in martial arts, making Guan Ping's guards feel fear in their hearts.

"Guan Ping, don't even think about harming my brother!" Zhao Yun's voice was like thunder, spreading across the entire battlefield.

He brandished the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, turning it into a bolt of lightning, stabbing toward Guan Ping with incomparable swiftness. The blade light tore through the air, bringing a gust of wind, making people feel terrified.

In his astonishment, seeing Zhao Yun's blade momentum was sharp, Guan Ping hurriedly raised his long spear to block. But Zhao Yun's power far exceeded his imagination; the long spear was shaken out of his hand by the blade momentum, and Guan Ping was pushed back several steps by a powerful force.

Zhao Yun did not give Guan Ping any chance to catch his breath, approaching with lightning speed. He swung his blade to slash, every strike like the collapse of heaven and earth, the power astonishing.

Guan Ping hurriedly resisted, but he gradually felt he was not up to the task. His guards were cruelly defeated by Zhao Yun's troops, leaving him isolated and helpless.

Gu Yi climbed up with difficulty, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes. He knew that only if Zhao Yun took action would it be possible to save all of this.

Zhao Yun's blade momentum became sharper and sharper, every swing accompanied by a magnificent whistle. He was like a violent storm, ruthlessly defeating Guan Ping's resistance.

Under Zhao Yun's leadership, Gu Yi felt a powerful force. He looked at Zhao Yun's back, a deep sense of gratitude welling up in his heart.

"Zhao Yun, thank you!" Gu Yi's voice was filled with admiration and gratitude.

Zhao Yun did not look back; he continued to fight fiercely with Guan Ping, a resolute will revealed in his eyes.

"My lord, with me, Zhao Yun, here, a mere Guan Ping cannot do anything to you!"

Zhao Yun's voice was filled with confidence; a powerful fighting will exuded from his body, and his blade momentum became sharper and sharper.

Guan Ping's body was knocked back several steps by Zhao Yun's blade momentum again.

A few looks of terror welled up in Guan Ping's eyes again. Zhao Yun's strength was too formidable, making him feel fear.

Zhao Yun's blade momentum struck again, Guan Ping's figure was knocked back again, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

"Zhao Yun, stop!" Gu Yi could no longer endure it, and he shouted to stop Zhao Yun.

A look of surprise appeared on Guan Ping's face; he turned his head to look at Gu Yi, a look of doubt flowing in his eyes.

A look of firmness appeared on Gu Yi's face; his gaze fell on Zhao Yun, and he said in a deep voice: "Zhao Yun, stop for now; he has already been defeated!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yun stopped his attack, his blade still pointing at Guan Ping.

Anger flickered in Guan Ping's eyes; he glared at Gu Yi and said through gritted teeth: "Gu Yi, we are even."

Gu Yi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Yun, thanks to you this time; otherwise, I might have really ended up here."

Zhao Yun shook his head: "My lord, please don't say that; if it weren't for you, your subordinate would have died long ago."

A look of gratification flashed in Gu Yi's eyes; he turned his head to look at Guan Ping and said coldly: "Guan Ping, remember today's shame!"

Guan Ping stared at Gu Yi through gritted teeth, his face turning iron-blue, his hand gripping the long spear tightly, wishing he could tear Gu Yi into ten thousand pieces.

"Gu Yi, just you wait; one day, I will personally send you to hell!" Guan Ping said viciously.

"Are you even worthy? Today I am going to take your Qingyuan city." Gu Yi pointed at Guan Ping's army and said. Gu Yi stood at the very front of the battlefield, his gaze firm and resolute. He led the cavalry legion, pressing forward like a black cloud, his gaze locked on Guan Ping's army.

Gu Yi's cavalry legion lined up in a long snake formation, the soldiers holding sharp blades, their armor flickering with cold light. Their horses neighed, as if they could feel their master's determination, the sound of hooves thundering and shattering the earth.

Gu Yi raised his arm, commanding the cavalry legion, his voice firm and majestic: "Advance! Charge! Take Guan Ping's army!"

The cavalry legion swarmed out like a black flood, bringing up dust and the whistle of combat intent. They galloped like fierce tigers, their speed unbelievable.

While Guan Ping's army was in shock, before they could react, the cavalry legion had already rushed before them. Gu Yi charged at the front, the long spear in his hand stabbing out like lightning.

Wherever the long spear passed, the enemy soldiers were mowed down like wheat stalks, flesh and blood flying. Gu Yi's figure was like the god of death on the battlefield, bringing destruction and fear.

The cavalry legion soldiers galloped, the light of blades and swords crossing in the air. ===== CHAPTER 1339 =====