Three Kingdoms: Domination of the World

Something unexpected happened on the battlefield. Sun Wu, the legendary figure revered as the Sage of War, couldn't help but frown, his expression filled with solemnity. He acted decisively, sword in hand, and leaped into the center of the battle circle, his gaze fixed intently on Zuo Ci, the Taoist figure radiating an eerie aura.

"Who is this evil Taoist who dares to stir up trouble here and disrupt the war in Nanyang!" Sun Wu's eyes were wide open and his voice was like a bell. The long sword in his hand was pointed at Zuo Ci. The sword flashed coldly in the sunlight, as if echoing the anger of its master.

Zuo Ci just smiled lightly, with a hint of cunning and unruly in his smile.

"Haha, Your Excellency the Military Saint is not a person of this world. If you can get involved in human disputes, why can't I?" After saying this, he slightly raised the whisk in his hand, and his clothes fluttered in the wind, showing his immortal style.

The two of them said nothing more and immediately engaged in battle. Sun Wu was agile and his swordsmanship was sharp. Every thrust of his sword carried a tremendous force, and the wind from his sword whistled, seeming to cut through the void.

Zuo Ci's figure was elusive, and he moved freely among the sword shadows like a ghost. His space escape technique was unleashed, and his figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, making Sun Wu's attacks repeatedly miss.

After dozens of rounds, the battlefield was covered in dust, and the situation had fallen into a strange stalemate. Although Sun Wu attacked fiercely, he could not touch Zuo Ci at all, and he could not help but feel anxious.

"The Taoist master's magic is unfathomable. I, Sun, am willing to admit defeat." Sun Wu frowned, slowly put away his sword and stood up, but his eyes showed unwillingness and determination.

"General Sun, how about you let us go and end today's matter here?" Zuo Ci stopped, put his whisk on his arm, and looked at Sun Wu with a smile on his face.

"Don't even think about it! You alone cannot control the outcome of this battle!" Sun Wu snorted coldly, gripping the sword tightly in his hand, pointing it at the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

At this moment, Jiangdong soldiers surged in from all directions like a tide, surrounding Zuo Ci and his companions tightly. Yan Xiang and his companions were trapped in the middle, their expressions tense, their eyes revealing a hint of despair.

Upon seeing this, Zuo Ci calmly used his earth escape technique. A strange light appeared on the ground beneath his feet, and an ochre-colored light shield instantly formed, protecting everyone. Although the Jiangdong soldiers tried their best to attack, no one could get close to them.

"Sister, is it really you? Since you disappeared, my husband and I have missed you day and night, and we deeply regret our miscalculated decisions." Yan Xiang's eyes welled with tears, and her voice trembled. She leaned forward slightly, as if trying to break through the barrier of light and throw herself into her sister's arms.

"Xiang'er, I'm fine. How have you been these past few years?" Yan Yu looked at her sister tenderly through the light barrier, her eyes filled with concern and tenderness. She gently reached out her hand, wanting to touch her sister, but was blocked by the light barrier.

As the two sisters were talking, the noise of the battlefield became increasingly deafening, ruthlessly interrupting their conversation.

"Xiang'er, we sisters will meet again another day. We have important matters to deal with today." Yan Yu said angrily.

"Okay, sister." Yan Xiang said gently.

Sun Wu's army struggled to break through, and Zuo Ci struggled to lead his men through the encirclement. The battle remained at a stalemate, as if time had frozen in time. The air was thick with tension, and everyone could feel the heavy pressure.

"Master, this stalemate between you and me is not a good thing. How about we have a duel? If you win, you can leave safely. If you lose, Master, I will not interfere in this matter anymore, and I can guarantee the lives of the Yan sisters." Sun Wu pondered for a moment before speaking slowly. His eyes were firm and calm, as if he had found a way out of this chaotic situation.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Ci turned his head slightly to look at the Yan Yu sisters. Seeing that they had no objection, he nodded slightly and his expression became serious.

"Senior brother, we sisters are willing to fight." Yan Yu stepped forward, clasped her fists and saluted Zuo Ci, her tone full of determination.

"Okay, Junior Sister, go ahead." Zuo Ci returned the greeting, with a hint of trust and encouragement in his eyes.

"Gongjin, let's go together!" Sun Wu turned to look at Zhou Yu, who understood. The two of them stood side by side, slowly moving toward the center of the battlefield. Their steps were steady and resolute, their armor gleaming brightly in the sunlight, like two moving hills.

Although Yan Xiang's martial arts strength is not as strong as before, Yan Yu's strength is enough to shock people. She has a graceful figure, but exudes an innate heroic spirit.

At this moment, she slowly stepped into the battlefield with a long sword in her hand. The sword seemed to sense the fighting spirit of its master, trembling slightly and making a buzzing sound.

The battle field was quickly cleared, and the four men stood at the four corners of the field, facing each other in pairs.

Sun Wu and Zhou Yu stood with their hands behind their backs, their postures straight and their eyes as sharp as hawks, just like gods of war who were fearless in the face of danger.

Yan Yu and Yan Xiang stood tall and graceful, with their clothes fluttering in the wind, like fairies walking out of a painting, but the long swords in the hands of these fairies exuded a chilling murderous aura.

"Unparalleled! Saint of War!" Sun Wu took the lead in attacking. He shouted loudly, and a powerful aura surged from his body, spreading around like surging waves.

In an instant, a golden realm formed beneath his feet, shrouded in a dazzling light, enveloping him. This was his unparalleled divine skill—the Military Saint Realm.

As the field unfolded, the command value of the entire army increased sharply. The soldiers felt full of strength in their bodies, and their morale soared like a rocket.

Under the cover of the field, enemy troops whose intelligence values ​​were lower than Sun Wu were affected one after another. Many of them showed pain on their faces, and their physical strength disappeared like water.

The two sisters of the Yan family were in the middle of it and also felt the powerful pressure. Yan Xiang's physical strength instantly dropped from 95 points to 75 points. Her face changed slightly and she thought to herself that something was wrong.

"Sister, we have to end this battle quickly. Zhou Yu's magic is extremely strange and can continuously weaken our strength." Yan Xiang shouted anxiously, a hint of worry in her eyes, and she gripped the sword tighter in her hand.

Yan Yu, however, remained calm. Her years of training had instilled in her immense self-confidence. Not only was she a master of martial arts, but she also possessed a profound mastery of magic. She took a deep breath, gently swung her sword, and activated her first unparalleled skill.

"Unparalleled! Sword God Domain!" Yan Yujiao shouted, and she was instantly surrounded by a layer of white sword energy, crisscrossing and forming a Sword God Domain with a radius of one hundred meters. Within the domain, the air seemed to freeze, and the faint sound of swords could be heard.

With the blessing of the Sword God's domain, Yan Yu's attacks became even more fierce. Each sword thrust had the effect of breaking armor and draining blood. Her attacks ignored enemy defenses, and the enemy's physical strength slowly drained away under her sword like ice and snow under the scorching sun. Meanwhile, her own physical strength recovered by 10 points per minute, as if she possessed an endless source of strength.

Zhou Yu saw that the situation was not good, and he did not dare to be negligent. He said in a low voice:

"Unparalleled! Red Lotus Karma Fire!"

In an instant, a blazing red lotus fire appeared in front of him. The flames danced and emitted scorching heat, distorting the surrounding air.

The flames roared towards the Yan sisters like lively elves. Wherever they passed, the ground was scorched, leaving behind black traces.

In this battle, both sides used all their strength, and neither of the four gave in. On the battlefield, sword energy and flames intertwined, and the Shadow Sword Domain and the Military Saint Domain collided fiercely, radiating light.

The aftermath of the four-person battle spread like a surging tide, and wherever it went, cracks began to appear in the ice on the Tang River.

As the battle continued, the cracks became more and more numerous and larger. Finally, the ice began to melt slowly under the impact of the powerful force. The river water rushed out with a rumbling sound, as if cheering for this thrilling battle.