Chapter 6
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Although the young man was exhausted after breaking the formation, he still stood calmly at the entrance of the bamboo house with the willpower of an emperor from his previous life, looking at everyone coldly.
The anxious cries of the Lord Protectors Camp came from afar. The Black Armored Army outside the bamboo house was in a state of panic. Although there were some casualties before, they were all within the acceptable range. Now, with the arrival of the Lord Protectors Camp, there was no way to escape.
Suddenly, some of the Black Armored Army slowed down and changed their positions, preparing to escape.
Seeing this, the Black Armored Commander felt something was wrong.
"Everyone is from the Lord Protectors Camp. No one can escape. Now, we can only capture the bastard. Either we die or we capture the bastard!" The Black Armored Commander shouted.
The black-armored commander shouted, and the Black Armored Army, whose fighting spirit had already waned, reignited their fighting spirit. Suddenly, they all looked at the young man.
"Protect the Lord with our lives!" Huo Guang shouted anxiously.
"Roar!" The Silver Armored Army shouted.
The reinforcements had arrived. The Silver Armored Army's fighting spirit was also ignited.
"Kill!" "Chi Chi!" …
The craziest battle began. In the shadows of the swords and spears, blood splattered everywhere. Brains and internal organs flew everywhere. It was extremely bloody.
The servants were so frightened that they did not dare to look. The middle-aged eunuch was also frightened and turned to look at the young man.
The young man's eyes did not show any panic. Even if the internal organs were flying towards him, the young man's expression was cold and unmoved.
"Roar!"
At the moment of defeat, the Black Armored Commander released all his potential and rushed towards the young man with red eyes.
The Black Armored Commander jumped out of Huo Guang's battle circle. The price he paid was that his right arm was pierced through by Huo Guang's spear.
Although his right arm was broken, he still had his left arm. The Black Armored Commander did not care about his broken right arm. He grabbed his sword with his left hand and rushed towards the young man.
"Shameless villain, don't run!" Huo Guang shouted.
Unfortunately, six Black Armored Army surrounded Huo Guang. No matter how strong Huo Guang's spear art was, he could not kill six Black Armored Army in one move.
In the blink of an eye, the Black Armored Commander arrived in front of the young man with a ferocious face. The big sword in his hand chopped towards the young man.
When the saber slashed down, a blood-red light overflowed from the edge of the saber. It was filled with killing intent.
The saber slashed at the youth's arm. Perhaps it wouldn't kill the youth, but it would serve to intimidate everyone.
"Lord!" The middle-aged eunuch cried out in alarm, but it was too late to save him.
Seeing that the broadsword was about to hit the young man, at this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on him. Some were excited, some were frightened.
Finished, finished, the Lord is finished! The young man had lived here for seven years. Although it was inconvenient for them to inquire, they had a rough idea of the young man's cultivation. There was no way he could block this saber.
Even as the saber approached, the young man's expression remained cold, without a trace of panic.
Instead of running away, the young man took a step forward.
This step might seem casual, but a true master would understand that to meet the blade head on, this not only required courage, because this was not something that could be done with courage. When danger came, people would instinctively avoid it. This was a subconscious instinct.
The young man's willpower suppressed his instincts. Taking a step forward required a lot of self-confidence.
He took a step forward and dodged the attack.
The black-armored commander was shocked to see his saber strike miss.
How, how was this possible? He was an expert of Level Six of the Power Realm! How could a weak young man dodge his attack?
Was this still a weak young man?
In the next moment, the black-armored commander met the young man's eyes.
Cold, extremely cold. The young man's gaze was as if he was looking at a dead man.
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