The Prodigal Son

Dark clouds are approaching.

"kill!"

The deafening shouts of battle and the thunderous sound of horses' hooves were like a sharp blade piercing the heart of Yan Mu's soldiers.

The already panicked soldiers became even more panicked.

Three thousand to one thousand!

However, Yan Mu's troops had no confidence in this sudden battle.

If they had formed ranks in time, they might have been able to hold off these 10,000 elite cavalry.

But right now, they are in complete disarray, and the surrounding terrain is extremely open, so they can't even gather their troops in time, let alone form ranks.

"kill!"

"Kill them!"

Tens of thousands of elite cavalrymen shouted in unison, their weapons gleaming coldly in the sunlight, as they charged toward their prey.

Leading the charge were two thousand elite Min cavalry under Zhang Sheng.

"Rush! Rinse me!"

Zhang Sheng was extremely excited. Although few people could hear his voice, he was still shouting at the top of his lungs.

Two hundred feet...

One hundred zhang...

Fifty feet...

"Release the arrows!"

When Zhang Sheng's troops entered the range of the arrows, Yan Mu's hastily arrayed archers finally launched a barrage of arrows.

"Whoosh..."

A light volley of arrows rained down on Zhang Sheng's cavalry.

Despite the rain of arrows, hundreds of soldiers were still hit.

But most of the arrows were blocked by the cavalry's armor.

As the archers drew their bows again, the cavalry vanguard had already charged to their front lines.

"Die!"

Zhang Sheng, who was leading the charge, roared and flicked his spear, sending the spearmen in front of him flying.

"what……"

The soldier screamed as he flew through the air in an arc, crashing heavily to the ground and dying instantly, his blood splattering three feet high.

Behind Zhang Sheng, several cavalrymen followed closely, brandishing their spears like tigers among sheep, instantly tearing a gap in Yan Mu's already fragile defenses.

As the cavalry continued to advance, the gaps in the defensive line widened.

Finally, it completely collapsed!

With the defensive line completely breached, Yuan Dingguo led the Wudang Flying Cavalry into the battlefield, rampaging through the panicked enemy forces and reaping their lives.

Xiong Quhu, Pei Xiao, and Han Chong also led their troops into the battlefield.

Some were responsible for flanking fire from the perimeter, some for charging, and some for dividing the enemy forces.

Qin Yu's cavalry cut through Yan Mu's men like vegetables, leaving them no time to react before they fell one after another into pools of blood.

"Ah... my hand..."

"Run!"

"I surrender, I surrender..."

Screams, cries of panic, and pleas for mercy rose and fell incessantly.

However, the fighting continues.

Many soldiers were spared execution even if they surrendered and laid down their weapons.

Some wounded soldiers fell to the ground and were instantly trampled into mincemeat by the iron hooves.

Qin Yu also led his troops across the battlefield, targeting the most skilled enemy soldiers.

Just as they were getting into the swing of things, they saw the burly Du Kui leading dozens of men charging towards them.

Qin Yu instantly realized that the enemy was planning a decapitation strike.

However, he remained completely calm.

Just as Du Kui led his troops to within about twenty feet of them, Ning Huang suddenly swung his sword.

brush!

A dazzling flash of light almost blinded them.

Grandmaster!

Du Kui's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly jumped to his feet.

Just as Du Kui leaped into the air, the blade light, carrying an aura of death, swept across the people behind him.

Amidst the splattering blood, dozens of people were all cut in half at the waist, while their warhorses remained unharmed.

Du Kui, the only one who managed to jump up in time, barely managed to save his life.

But before Du Kui could react, Zeng Guan had already arrived.

Du Kui barely dodged the fatal blow, but was kicked off his horse by Zeng Guan.

Du Kui rolled several feet on the ground, quickly got up, gripped his battle sword tightly, and felt utterly hopeless.

There's no hope!

With a Grandmaster protecting Qin Yu, how could someone at the eighth realm possibly kill him?

Right now, we have no choice but to fight to the death!

Even if it means mutual destruction, as long as he can kill one of the enemy's top fighters, he can consider it a worthy death.

"kill!"

With this thought in mind, Du Kui roared and swung his sword at Zeng Guan.

However, just as he got close, Zeng Guan easily blocked his full-force strike and kicked him away again.

Nine Realms!

In just a moment, Du Kui judged Zeng Guan's strength, and his despair deepened.

There wasn't even a chance to fight a master to the death!

Zeng Guan had initially thought this person was at least a ninth-realm expert and wanted to have a good fight with him, but the moment he figured out Du Kui's strength, he lost interest.

He was looking for a master to fight to the death, seeking an opportunity to break through.

He had absolutely no interest in an eighth-level expert.

Just as Zeng Guan was about to quickly finish off Du Kui, he suddenly heard Qin Yu's excited shout: "Hand him over to me!"

Zeng Guan was stunned and was about to speak when Qin Yu had already leaped off his horse with his sword and lunged at Du Kui.

Regardless of Qin Yu's actual strength, his aura was certainly impressive.

Faced with the menacing Qin Yu, Du Kui couldn't help but be taken aback.

It wasn't until Qin Yu brandished his sword and attacked that Du Kui finally reacted.

"court death!"

Du Kui roared and swung his sword at Qin Yu.

"clang!"

As the blades clashed, although Qin Yu possessed the strength of the peak of the seventh realm, the seventh realm was still just the seventh realm!

Du Kui's powerful counterattack instantly forced Qin Yu back, causing his hand holding the knife to go slightly numb.

However, Qin Yu was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was even more excited.

"Again!"

Qin Yu roared and charged at Du Kui with his sword once more.

Seeing that Qin Yu was no match for Du Kui, Qi Dachui instinctively rushed forward, but was grabbed by Nan Que'er.

"Keep an eye on him, but leave him alone as long as his life isn't in danger!"

Nan Que'er shook her head slightly at Qi Dachui.

She knew Qin Yu's purpose, and she supported him in doing so.

Qin Yu cannot rely on the Transformation Yuan Technique to improve his strength indefinitely; he needs to find his own way to break through.

Even if Qin Yu gets injured for this, as long as it's not serious, it's all worth it.

"Clang clang..."

Qin Yu and Du Kui's blades clashed repeatedly, their battle growing faster and faster, leaving the onlookers with only flashes of sword shadows.

Bang!

In the midst of the fierce battle, Du Kui kicked out.

Qin Yu was unable to dodge in time and was kicked by Du Kui, causing him to stagger.

Du Kui's power blasted through the armor and struck Qin Yu's body, causing Qin Yu's internal organs to tremble.

"die!"

Du Kui struck successfully and immediately swung his sword at Qin Yu.

Just as the blade was about to strike Qin Yu, a large golden mace was thrust out from the side.

clang!

The golden mace clashed with the blade, and Du Kui was forced to retreat repeatedly by Qi Dachui's superhuman strength.

At the same time, Qin Yu, having stabilized his internal energy, charged forward again with renewed fighting spirit, engaging in fierce combat with Du Kui.

After that, whenever Qin Yu was in danger, Qi Dachui would always step in to help.

But after shielding Qin Yu from a fatal attack, he would quietly retreat to the sidelines to watch the battle.

In this situation, Qin Yu became more and more courageous in battle, while Du Kui became more and more furious.

He suddenly realized that Qin Yu was using him as a practice subject!

Just as Du Kui was furious, Qin Yu felt as if a seal within his body had loosened, and an even stronger force surged into his limbs and bones, making his body feel warm and incredibly comfortable.

We've finally broken through!

"call……"

Qin Yu exhaled a breath of stale air, a bright smile spreading across his face.

The next moment, Qin Yu's aura suddenly surged, and he mustered all his strength to slash fiercely at Du Kui.

The moment the blades clashed, Du Kui was actually forced to take a half-step back...