Chapter 1383

The soldiers behind Gu Yi took out bows and arrows one after another and shot toward them.

Their speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they had arrived near Gu Yi.

"Kill!"

A cold sneer appeared at the corners of Gu Yi's mouth; the precious sword in his hand was raised high, and he thrust toward them.

"Rip!"

In Gu Yi's hand, two cold glints appeared; the cold glints headed straight for Zhang Liao's neck, carrying a terrifying aura.

Looking at the cold glints thrusting toward him, Zhang Liao's complexion changed drastically; he hurriedly brandished the weapon in his hand, wanting to stop Gu Yi's attack.

However, his speed was simply too slow and he could not complete the block; he could only barely raise the big saber in his hand to block Gu Yi's attack.

However, the huge strength transmitted from his weapon caused his feet to retreat a few steps involuntarily, nearly falling to the ground.

"Hmph, relying on just this bit of amateur skill of yours, you actually dare to be arrogant in front of me? You truly don't know whether you're living or dying!"

Gu Yi said with a cold sneer.

"Gu Yi, you brat, don't think that my army is no match for you; I tell you, my army is the strongest; as long as I kill you, I can easily achieve victory." Zhang Liao sneered.

After hearing Zhang Liao's words, the soldiers of his army also sneered along.

"Hmph, I want to see just how formidable your army is!"

A mocking expression appeared on Gu Yi's face.

"Whoosh!"

Just at this moment, Zhang Liao's army released arrows again.

On their bows and arrows, they had also installed iron nails; they only needed to gently pull the bowstring, and the iron nails would shoot out from the arrow quiver.

Under their control, the bows and arrows flew toward Gu Yi's army.

"Bang!"

Quite a few soldiers in Gu Yi's army could not dodge in time and were hit; they died instantly, and their corpses fell to the ground.

"What?"

"How could this be?"

Watching their companions fall instantly, they all widened their eyes, their faces filled with shock.

Their army was simply too formidable, actually being able to resist even Gu Yi's army.

Under these circumstances, their hearts were extremely shocked.

Their army consisted of elites who had undergone special training, yet they had been defeated by Gu Yi's army; this made them incomparably shocked.

In their hearts, thoughts of retreating even arose.

"Gu Yi, you brat, you despicable villain, you dare to play tricks; I will absolutely not forgive you."

Zhang Liao roared; he bellowed toward Gu Yi in anger, his face filled with rage.

"Haha, you won't forgive me? I also want to ask you, how did you bunch of trash kill my brothers!" Gu Yi roared loudly.

His face was filled with rage and hatred; if eyes could kill, Zhang Liao would have already died at this moment.

After hearing Gu Yi's words, Zhang Liao's body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with flames of rage.

"Gu Yi, you brat, don't you try to sow discord; I tell you, don't you try!"

After hearing Gu Yi's words, Zhang Liao's face was filled with sneers.

His face carried a smile of a conspiracy succeeded, and then he turned his head to ask the officer beside him.

"Are your bows and arrows already strung?"

"Yes!"

His officer nodded and answered.

In Zhang Liao's army, there were many archers; they were all experts selected from various military camps, so their archers were very formidable, able to shoot and kill enemies and shoot off the heads of enemies.

"Since that's the case, then I will give you the opportunity to avenge yourselves; let all your arrows shoot and kill Gu Yi, how about that?"

After hearing Zhang Liao's words, the officers beside him all nodded, not refusing.

In their eyes, Zhang Liao was their commander; as long as it was Zhang Liao's command, they would definitely execute it.

"Good!"

After obtaining the answer he wanted, Zhang Liao's face carried a rich smile, and then he charged toward Gu Yi.

"Whoosh!"

The big saber in his hand was raised high, and then he hacked toward Gu Yi's head.

At this moment, Gu Yi's face carried an indifferent expression, as if he did not put Zhang Liao in his eyes.

His mouth carried a cold, cruel smile; the precious sword in his hand was raised high, and then he hacked down fiercely, colliding with Zhang Liao's big saber.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang out; the big saber and the precious sword collided, emitting a violent sound, emitting the sound of metal clashing, with sparks flying everywhere, very dazzling.

"Crack!"

"Ah...!"

Immediately, upon the collision, Zhang Liao's complexion changed drastically, and he screamed in agony.

His big saber was snapped in two by Gu Yi, and wounds also appeared on his arm; fresh blood flowed out, staining his entire arm red.

"Damn it, Gu Yi, you brat, you bastard, go to hell!"

While feeling the pain, cold murderous intent flashed in Zhang Liao's eyes; he roared loudly, and then brandished the big saber in his hand, hacking toward Gu Yi.

A cold sneer hung at the corners of Gu Yi's mouth; he gripped the battle saber in his hand tightly and swung it toward Zhang Liao.

The two collided again, sparking off flashes of fire.

Zhang Liao was shaken back several steps before standing firm; the expression on his face appeared somewhat embarrassed, because he discovered that his strength was insufficient and he simply could not suppress Gu Yi; even after the big saber in his hand was snapped, he felt pain.

Gu Yi's battle saber was imbued with the power of thunder and lightning, and its might was very formidable; his big saber simply could not compare to it.

His heart was very unwilling, wanting to counterattack, but he was at his wit's end, because Gu Yi's combat effectiveness far exceeded his expectations.

"Gu Yi, you brat, even if I die today, I will drag you down as a cushion!" Zhang Liao roared madly, his face filled with ferocity.

"Good, then feel free to come!"

Gu Yi's face was filled with a mocking expression, and thick murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He did not have any hesitation and killed directly toward Zhang Liao.

His figure left countless afterimages in the air, making it difficult to distinguish.

The long sword in Gu Yi's hand swung continuously in the air, thrusting toward Zhang Liao; every thrusting position was very accurate, making it impossible to defend against.

In front of him, Zhang Liao was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, left to his mercy.

Under his attack, Zhang Liao retreated step by step; very quickly, he was forced by Gu Yi to retreat continuously, and quite a few wounds also appeared on his body.

"No! Impossible!"

When Zhang Liao was panicked, he emitted a sound of unwillingness.