Chapter 792: Thirteen Guardians vs. Four Waste Star Lords (Part )

In the rear, Yuan Shao watched Yuan Hong gradually lose his strength under Li Cunxiao's violent attack, and his heart was burning with anxiety, as if he was being burned by fire.

He gripped the reins tightly with both hands, his knuckles turned white from excessive force, and his eyes were full of panic and helplessness.

The future of the Yuan family was hanging by a thread at this moment. With every stumble of Yuan Hong, Yuan Shao's heart sank.

"Yan Liang, Wen Chou! What are you still standing there for? Go and help Yuan Hong!"

Yuan Shao's voice sounded a little sharp due to his anxiety. He was almost roaring. He wished he could rush forward himself, but he knew his own weight and would only cause more trouble.

The two were about to urge their horses to charge forward, but suddenly they felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain coming towards them.

"Haha! Want to go over and help? Ask a certain Xiong Kuohai if he agrees first!"

They saw a burly man with a purple face and curly beard standing on his horse with a sword in hand, standing in front of them like an angry Vajra.

He was truly a living, breathing demon, with a purple face, curly beard, eyes as big as copper bells, and a laugh as loud as a bell.

At this moment, he was wearing a tight battle robe, which was tight on his body but could not hide his bulging muscles at all.

The copper stick in his hand looked extremely heavy, as thick as a water jar, but in his hand it seemed as light as a toy.

The stick was dancing in his hand so tightly that it caused gusts of whistling wind, as if even the air was shocked by the power of the stick.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that if the stick came down on them, even the rocks would crack into pieces, let alone a human body.

It is Xiong Kuohai, who is now Li Cunxiao’s deputy general!
The whole person was like an insurmountable mountain, standing between Yan Liang, Wen Chou and Yuan Hong.

"Humph, you Yuan family are a bunch of stray dogs. Don't even think about escaping today!"

Xiong Kuohai's voice was deep, and he held the stick with both hands. The stick trembled slightly, as if it would burst out with earth-shaking power at any time and crush all those who blocked it into powder.

When Yan Liang and Wen Chou saw this, they could not help but look at each other and were secretly horrified.

Although they were brave, as military generals they still had some vision. Naturally, they could see that Xiong Kuohai in front of them was no ordinary person. The aura he exuded and his mountain-like physique were awe-inspiring.

The two looked at each other, a hint of hesitation flashed in their eyes, and their steps paused involuntarily.

Seeing this, Yuan Shao became even more anxious, like an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles.

"You! How can you be so cowardly? The Yuan family's honor and disgrace depend on this one move!"

He was almost roaring, with a hint of desperation in his voice.

However, no matter how he urged, Yan Liang and Wen Chou were never able to take that step. They both had some idea and knew that even if they confronted Xiong Kuohai head-on, their chances of winning would be slim.

But seeing that Yuan Hong had begun to be suppressed not far away, the two looked at each other, a hint of hesitation flashed in their eyes, but was immediately replaced by determination.

They knew that if they did not go up now, Yuan Hong would be in great danger, and they, as generals of the Yuan family, would also be doomed.

Therefore, the two of them gritted their teeth, urged their horses on, and rushed towards Xiong Kuohai.

Yan Liang swung the big knife in his hand, the knife light was as fast as lightning, and went straight to Xiong Kuohai's vitals. Wen Chou's spear was like a snake coming out of a cave, silently stabbing at Xiong Kuohai's ribs.

However, Xiong Kuohai was not afraid at all. He laughed loudly and swung the copper stick in his hand violently. The shadow of the stick was like a mountain, instantly covering the attacks of Yan Liang and Wen Chou. There was a loud "bang", and the strong energy overflowed and dust flew.

Yan Liang and Wen Chou only felt a huge force coming, their bodies swayed and they almost fell off their horses.

The two men steadied themselves and looked at Xiong Kuohai in front of them, feeling a chill in their hearts.

The power of Xiong Kuohai was beyond their imagination. Even if the two of them joined forces, they were unable to gain the upper hand.

Yuan Shao was extremely anxious watching from behind. He kept urging his soldiers to charge forward, but Xiong Kuohai was like an insurmountable mountain, blocking the way ahead.

He could only watch Yuan Hong gradually fall into disadvantage under Li Cunxiao's fierce attack.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly critical.

Under Li Cunxiao's fierce attack, Yuan Hong began to become somewhat flustered.

Although his Yi Qi Water and Fire Stick was extremely powerful, it consumed too much energy to wield it. With the precise coordination of Li Cunxiao's Yu Wang Spear and Bi Yan Lao, it gradually became overwhelmed.

Moreover, Li Cunxiao is another representative figure of "hating the sky for not having a ring and hating the earth for not having a handle". When he did not have extraordinary powers, he was able to drag the five horses by instinct alone when he was torn into pieces by five horses. Now that he has the system of Gangqi, it goes without saying.

His strength is among the best even among people of the same level, not to mention compared with Yuan Hong.

Although Yuan Hong is also a fierce general who relies on brute force, he is still not as good as Li Cunxiao, one of the Thirteen Guardians.

Therefore, after a while of fighting, Yuan Hong began to feel his strength gradually fading.

Now, in every clash between the two sides, Yuan Hong can feel the tremendous force coming from the opponent, which makes his arms numb and even his breathing becomes rapid.

Li Cunxiao's offensive was like a tide, one wave after another. The King Yu's spear drew beautiful arcs in the air, and with the sound of whistling wind, it went straight to Yuan Hong's vital points.

Bi Yanlao was even more like a spirit snake emerging from a cave, sometimes attacking Yuan Hong's ribs, sometimes circling behind him, and his iron pen was like a sword, piercing his vital points, making it impossible to defend against him.

Yuan Hong's body had already been covered with several scars, and his battle robe was stained red with blood, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, waving the water and fire stick in his hand continuously, struggling to hold on.

In his heart, this battle concerns the life and death of the Yuan family. He must not retreat. Even if he has to use up his last bit of strength, he must fight for a glimmer of hope for the Yuan family.

However, as time went on, Yuan Hong's physical strength was gradually exhausted and his movements became slower and slower.

Li Cunxiao became more and more courageous as the battle went on, like an awakened beast, exuding a domineering aura that looked down on the world. Each of his attacks was more fierce and more rapid, making Yuan Hong exhausted and in danger.

Yuan Shao watched Yuan Hong gradually lose the upper hand under Li Cunxiao's fierce attack, and his heart was filled with helplessness and despair.

He wished he could transform into a fierce general and rush forward to fight alongside Yuan Hong, but the reality cruelly told him that he could only watch it all happen and be powerless to do anything.

"Yuan Hong, you must hold on!"

Yuan Shao prayed silently in his heart with tears in his eyes. If Yuan Hong really fell on the spot this time, the Yuan family would probably be destroyed.

However, the situation on the battlefield did not change because of his prayers, and Yuan Hong's situation became increasingly critical.

Xiong Kuohai still stood firmly in front of Yan Liang and Wen Chou. His mountain-like body seemed like an insurmountable barrier, which deterred the fierce generals in Yuan's army and prevented them from taking a single step beyond the line.

(End of this chapter)