"How can this be? How can this be?"
"This person is too daring. He's charging into the formation alone. What if something unexpected happens?"
"He wants Asura Seals more than his life!"
In the unknown land, in front of the mirror reflecting Lu Ye's figure, the expressions of those who had been secretly observing him changed drastically, and they became restless.
Even the old patriarch was watching from a distance with a nervous expression.
The development of the situation … was somewhat out of their control.
Originally, Lu Ye had protected Yao Nuan and the others along the way. Although they had encountered some bandits, they had been able to easily deal with them. But this time, it was different. This time, an army was attacking, and Lu Ye dared to face them alone. Just how much confidence did he have in himself?
It was not easy to wait for the arrival of this generation's successor, and the other party had already passed the test. They only had to wait for the next experiential learning to receive him. What would they do if something were to happen?
After all, they had waited nearly ten thousand years for this opportunity. If they missed this opportunity, who knew when the next one would be?
"Perhaps we made a mistake." The old patriarch smiled bitterly. If they had not interfered with the operation of the Asura Field, allowing Lu Ye to obtain a large number of Asura Seals by killing ordinary bandits, and allowing him to clearly see the Asura Seals represented by the bandits, he would never have done this. He had taken the risk because there were great benefits at hand.
But if they had not done this, they would not have been able to truly test Lu Ye's character, and naturally, they would not have placed the future of the clan in his hands.
"Patriarch, what do we do now?" The woman supporting the old patriarch asked worriedly.
The patriarch fell silent. In the current situation, even he was powerless to do anything. He could only watch the situation develop.
At this moment, in the mirror's reflection, after killing Zhao Yuwen, Lu Ye beheaded an enemy general who had overestimated himself and tried to stop him.
His goal was clear. He charged directly at Fang Kuang.
The biggest problem that troubled him now was not that he was not strong enough, but that he did not have enough spiritual power. With only an Eight Apertures cultivation, how much spiritual power could he possibly have? Therefore, Lu Ye would save as much spiritual power as he could and would not use it unless absolutely necessary.
Under such circumstances, if he wanted to deal with this army, he would have to kill the commander first.
Fang Kuang had undoubtedly seen through his intentions, so he had retreated before Lu Ye could reach him. With a single order, the Black Turban Army immediately surged forward like a tide.
Lu Ye had no choice but to charge forward on horseback. Wherever he passed, the thick spear would sweep or stab, and the Black Turban Army would fall like straws.
Meanwhile, Lu Ye kept on killing his way through the army. The spectators, including the old chief, were on tenterhooks. They would occasionally shout in fear.
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Lu Ye couldn't protect his mount at all. After three rounds, the dark horse from Gale Mountain's Sixth Boss couldn't hold on any longer.
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Screams rang out one after another, and corpses flew high into the air. Blood dyed the ground red, and the thick smell of blood lingered at the tip of one's nose.
A thousand people. It wasn't a lot, but it wasn't a small number either. Even though Lu Ye's killing efficiency was extremely high, it wasn't easy for him to kill so many enemies by himself.
The Asura Token at his waist constantly flew in from all directions, keeping him motivated and motivated.
After killing two to three hundred Black Turban Army, the remaining ones were clearly terrified.
If it weren't for Fang Kuang, the entire vanguard army would have scattered after such a large number of casualties. But because Fang Kuang was still giving orders, the surviving Black Turban Army could only grit their teeth and persevere.
Lu Ye suddenly realized the benefits of not being able to kill Fang Kuang. Even though there was more pressure, the Asura Seals he could obtain would be more. If he had killed Fang Kuang at the first moment, the Black Scarf Vanguard Army would most likely be fleeing in all directions.
He had already consumed more than half of his spiritual energy. Based on his current efficiency, he should be able to kill two to three hundred more Black Turban Army before exhausting himself.
He secretly made up his mind to take Fang Kuang's life at the last moment!
In the noisy battlefield, Lu Ye suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves rapidly approaching, followed by Zhou Ping's voice. "Mister Lu, I'm here to help you!"
He had seen Lu Ye's incomparable bravery from afar on the city wall, and his heroic spirit had been ignited. He immediately led a group of soldiers to help, and there were many self-initiated cultivators who came with him.
Fang Kuang was in a terrible fix for a moment. Before today, he had never thought that there would be someone in this world who could single-handedly disrupt his army, and now it was happening to him.
Where did this guy come from? Fang Kuang sensed that the other party's spiritual energy fluctuations weren't too strong, but his whole body was extremely agile. Every movement was not useless, and every thrust of his spear was bound to kill a Black Turban Army member.
He had killed many people and was called an ogre. He had eaten many people, but such a fierce slaughter still made him feel terrified.
If it was only Lu Ye alone, he was confident that he could slowly grind the other party to death, but at this critical moment, Zhou Ping actually led the army to help.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Fang Kuang gave the order. The Black Turban Army immediately split into two groups, one to continue to encircle Lu Ye, and the other to fight Zhou Ping's men.
Fang Kuang dismounted from his horse, took off his armor, and hid in the crowd like a viper waiting for an opportunity to strike.
No matter what, he had to kill this person today, or he wouldn't be able to explain himself when he returned.
A moment later, he finally found a good opportunity. While Lu Ye was busy fighting a few soldiers and had no time to be distracted, he fiercely stabbed forward with his spear.
The spear hit Lu Ye's back. Fang Kuang was delighted, but then he was stunned.
The spear didn't penetrate Lu Ye's body at all. Where the tip of the spear touched, spiritual energy lingered, turning into a visible shield.
It was this move again!
He had seen Lu Ye use this ability several times before, and every time he was able to block a dangerous attack at a critical moment.
But he felt that his attack was traceless, and it was a sneak attack from behind, but he didn't expect it to be blocked.
This guy … did he have eyes behind his back? In such a chaotic situation, how could he detect his attack?
"You … want to die that badly?" Lu Ye suddenly turned to look at him.
Originally, he hadn't planned to kill Fang Kuang so quickly, but since the other party had taken the initiative to seek death, there was no need to hold back.
He grabbed Fang Kuang's spear and fiercely pulled it in front of him. Fang Kuang's expression changed greatly, and he let go of the spear, but it was still too late.
Lu Ye's spear was already stabbing towards his chest.
In this critical moment of life and death, Fang Kuang didn't panic. He retreated as far as he could while urging all the spiritual energy in his body to gather around his chest, turning it into a shield.
This was a self-defense ability that every cultivator could master, especially one like Fang Kuang, who had been on the battlefield for a long time.
As long as his opponent's cultivation didn't exceed his own by too much, he would be able to block it!
Even as he thought this, his heart ached.
Fang Kuang's entire body stiffened, and he looked down to see that his chest had been pierced. The spiritual energy he relied on to protect himself hadn't been of any use at all. It had been pierced through like a piece of paper.
In the last moments of his life, he couldn't help but recall Zhou Ping's shout from the city walls, warning him not to make a mistake.
At that time, he had disdained it, but now …
Lu Ye pulled out his spear and didn't even look at him, continuing to kill the enemy.
"Fang Kuang is dead!" Zhou Ping saw this scene from afar and was overjoyed, urging his spiritual energy to shout.
Lu Ye wished he could sew his mouth shut!
"Fang Kuang is dead!"
"Fang Kuang is dead!"
Shouts rang out from all directions. These shouts didn't see the scene of Fang Kuang being killed, so they didn't know whether or not Fang Kuang was really dead. In any case, they just shouted the same thing.
The Black Scarf Army had already suffered heavy casualties and were terrified. Now that their commander was dead, their morale plummeted. Without anyone to restrain them, they immediately began to flee.
"Kill!" Zhou Ping shouted, taking the lead in chasing after them. The rest of the army also chased after them.
Lu Ye wiped the blood off his face and mounted an ownerless horse. After identifying the direction with the most people, he rode off in the direction with the most people.
In front of the mirror, a group of people let out a long breath. In less than half an hour, their mood rose and fell with Lu Ye's charge, rising and falling several times …
Finally, the Black Scarf Army's vanguard was defeated, and Lu Ye was temporarily safe.
Speaking of which, they had never experienced such a thrilling experience before.
"Patriarch, Patriarch, what's wrong?" A woman's voice rang out. Everyone was startled and quickly turned to look.
They saw the old patriarch clutching his chest, gasping for breath. His face was extremely pale, as if he was about to die.
All of them turned pale with fright. They immediately realized that the old patriarch was old. How could he bear such a huge shock?
"Quick, quick, quick, give the patriarch a pill." Someone shouted, taking out a life-saving pill and stuffing it into the old patriarch's mouth, urging his spiritual energy to help him refine it.
After a while, the old patriarch recovered, but his hands were still trembling uncontrollably.
"Patriarch, why don't you go back and rest?" The woman asked with concern.
The patriarch shook his head. "I want to stay here and watch, waiting for him to return to the Heavenly Asura Realm alive." Then he asked, "What is his mission this time?"
"Let me see." The woman closed her eyes as she spoke, her mind immersed in an unknown place. After a while, she said with an uneasy expression, "Defeat the Black Scarf Army and protect Ding 'an."
The old patriarch's lips trembled, and he finally sighed. "What a sin!"
Just fighting with the Black Scarf Army's vanguard was already so dangerous. When the Black Scarf Army attacked, what kind of situation would it be?
Most importantly, that brat completely didn't know the severity of the situation, causing the old patriarch to have one foot in and out of the gates of hell.
But after thinking about it carefully, the old patriarch brought all of this upon himself …
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