Four Seas Cloud Moon

Just as Qian Feihu's horse was about to stomp down from the air, Han Cheng suddenly made a move! Holding a spear, he flashed close. Then, with a wave of his arm, the spear in his hand swept across the hind legs of Qian Feihu's horse like a sea dragon.

At this moment, Qian Feihu's warhorse was in mid-air, with almost all of its weight concentrated on its hind legs. Therefore, even if it managed to crush Zhang Bei to death, it would inevitably suffer heavy damage. The warhorse would be crippled!

In Qian Feihu's eyes, Zhang Bei's value was far less than the majestic warhorse he rode. He yanked the reins in mid-air, attempting to quickly redirect the horse. However, the sudden force overwhelmed the horse's hind legs, forcing it to take a small step back, successfully dodging Han Cheng's attack!

In a flash, Han Cheng, seizing this fleeting moment, dropped his spear without hesitation. He swiftly bent down, grabbed Zhang Bei by the collar, and pulled him upward with all his might. With a whoosh, Zhang Bei was lifted onto the horse's back like a lithe bird. Then, Han Cheng clamped his legs against the horse's belly and galloped away like a gust of wind.

Qian Feihu was furious upon seeing this and immediately spurred his horse to pursue. But just then, a group of enemies surged forward from the front, instantly surrounding him. Although these enemies were no match for Qian Feihu in martial arts, often easily defeated in a single encounter, their sheer numbers and continuous advance posed a significant obstacle to Qian Feihu's advance.

Qian Feihu, trapped in a tight encirclement, remained undaunted. His Yuwang Divine Spear flew up and down, scattering blood wherever it passed, sending enemies screaming and falling to the ground. His movements were clean and efficient, as effortless as chopping melons and vegetables at the market. Despite this, the enemy continued to pour in, seemingly endlessly. And as time went on, the number of Qian Feihu's own soldiers dwindled.

Qian Feihu was extremely anxious. He took a moment to glance in the direction of Han Cheng's escape and sighed inwardly. After weighing the pros and cons, he had no choice but to turn his horse around and retreat while fighting. Finally, he fought his way back to his base camp.

After this fierce battle, Qian Duoduo's forces suffered a crushing defeat. The once mighty and powerful army, surging like a tide, had been severely damaged, its strength reduced by more than half, leaving less than 40,000 men barely able to maintain their position. Even more worrying was that of the remaining 40,000 or so, only a rough estimate indicated that only about 30,000 soldiers were truly combat-ready and capable of continuing to participate in the brutal battle that followed.

In contrast, the situation of the Hancheng side was equally grim. Not only did they suffer heavy casualties, but even the brave and fearless general Zhang Bei lost an arm in a life-and-death duel with the enemy. Such a tragic price was really not worth it!

Han Cheng, his face gloomy as water, slowly emerged from Zhang Bei's tent. His face was a frighteningly sullen hue, as if shrouded by a thick, dark cloud. At this moment, he felt incredibly heavy and distressed. If they couldn't defeat the formidable Qian Feihu, their army's morale would inevitably plummet. Once this low point reached, the war would likely devolve into a protracted war of attrition. Meanwhile, Qian Feihu's scattered and fled soldiers were slowly regrouping and returning, undoubtedly placing even greater pressure on Han Cheng.

At this moment, Han Cheng couldn't help but worry about the situation on Feng Ziying's side. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clench his fists tightly, secretly resolving: No matter what, he must not let Feng Ziying capture Zhou Fanlin first! Otherwise, he would lose this battle to Feng Ziying!

Feng Ziying's progress was relatively rapid. The reason was simple: the army he led had been constantly engaged in warfare, having fought countless battles. They first marched from the Star God Nation, conquered the Moon God Nation, and ultimately established the present-day Luoshen Nation. It's particularly noteworthy that this army had been stationed for a period of time outside the Yin Mountains. Due to the long-term erosion of the Yin Sha Qi, the soldiers' temperaments had been altered to varying degrees.

Not long after, Zhou Xuanyi appeared before everyone. This man truly possessed true talent, even comparable to Qian Duoduo. As soon as the two clashed, Feng Ziying immediately sensed something was amiss. He knew the man before him was not only formidable, but also cunning and treacherous.

Feng Ziying was a man known for his arrogance, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye. But strangely, when facing an enemy, he would become extremely cautious, not daring to be careless or underestimate the enemy.

Take the last fierce battle, for example, where Feng Ziying faced Han Cheng. The two men were a perfect match, and the fight was so intense that for a moment it was impossible to tell who was winning.

Looking at Zhou Xuanyi, his strength was roughly on par with Qian Feihu's. Comparing them, if we were to judge purely by their strength, Feng Ziying would probably not be Zhou Xuanyi's opponent. After all, the difference in strength could sometimes be stark.

However, Feng Ziying wasn't one to give in easily. Recalling the thrilling battle with Han Cheng, Feng Ziying racked his brains to devise a plan to completely neutralize this formidable opponent in their next encounter. Ultimately, he decided to seek help from someone—Ji Zeming.

When he saw Ji Zeming, Feng Ziying revealed his true feelings to him without hesitation.

It turned out that after that fierce battle, he felt that there seemed to be an extremely abnormal airflow hidden in his body. This airflow would rush around in his body from time to time, making him feel very uncomfortable and uneasy.

The last time we fought with Han Cheng, if it weren’t for this airflow, Han Cheng would probably have been disinfected on the spot by Ziying!

In order to suppress this strange airflow, Feng Ziying had tried his best and exhausted all methods. However, the result was counterproductive. No matter how hard he tried, he could not successfully refine this airflow, let alone completely eliminate it.