Chapter 1942 Do you really want to die?

"How can this be done? How can this be done?"

"This man is too courageous to charge into the battle alone. What would happen if something unexpected happened?"

"This is asking for the Shura Seal rather than your life!"

In that unknown place, in front of the mirror where Lu Ye's figure was reflected, the faces of the people who had been secretly paying attention to him all changed drastically at this moment, becoming restless and restless.

The old patriarch also stood not far away watching with an uneasy expression.

Things developed...somewhat beyond their control.

Originally, Lu Ye protected Yao Nuan and others along the way. Although they encountered some bandits, they were able to deal with them easily. But this time it was different. This time, a large army was attacking. Lu Ye actually dared to fight alone. After all, was he doing this to himself? How confident are you?

After finally waiting for the successor of this generation, the other party has passed the test. We can only wait for the next training session to bring him in. What if something goes wrong?

We must know that they have waited for this opportunity for nearly ten thousand years. If they miss this opportunity, they don't know when the next time will be.

"Perhaps we did something wrong." The old patriarch smiled bitterly. If they had not interfered with the operation of the Shura field, Lu Ye would have been able to obtain a large number of Shura seals even if he only killed ordinary bandits, and he could clearly see those mountains. The Shura Seal of the bandit representative, it is absolutely impossible for him to act like this, because there are huge benefits at the moment, so he will take the risk.

But if they don't do this, they won't be able to truly test Lu Ye's character, and naturally they won't be able to leave the clan's future in his hands.

"Chief, what should we do now?" The woman supporting the old patriarch looked worried.

The clan leader was silent. Even he could do nothing in this situation and could only wait and see how the situation developed.

At this moment, in the scene reflected on the mirror, Lu Ye, after killing Zhao Yuwen, also killed an enemy general who came to stop him without overestimating his capabilities.

His purpose was clear and he rushed directly towards Fang Kuang.

The biggest problem that troubles him right now is not that he is not strong enough, but also that he does not have enough spiritual power. With only eight orifices of cultivation, how much spiritual power can he have in reserve? Therefore, Lu Ye saves as much as he can and never uses it unless forced. Spiritual power.

Under such circumstances, if you want to solve such a military formation, you can only kill the general first.

Fang Kuang undoubtedly understood his intention, so he retreated before Lu Ye came to kill him. With an order, the black scarf army suddenly surged towards Lu Ye like a tide.

Lu Ye had no choice but to charge on horseback. Wherever he passed, the thick spear swept or stabbed, and the black scarf army fell down like straw.

In the unknown land, as Lu Ye continued to charge in the military formation and encountered crises repeatedly, the few people watching and even the old clan leader couldn't help but be frightened and exclaimed from time to time.

There were several times when the situation was extremely dangerous, but every time at the critical moment, there was always a shield formed by the gathering of spiritual power, which blocked the oncoming crisis and allowed Lu Ye to turn the corner.

"Xilulu..." Black Horse fell to the ground.

In such a charge, Lu Ye could not protect the mount beneath him at all. He only charged back and forth three times before this dark horse from the sixth master of Dafeng Mountain could no longer hold on.

He simply abandoned his horse and swept across all directions with one man and one gun.

Screams came one after another, corpses flew high into the sky, blood stained the ground red, and the rich smell of blood lingered on the tip of the nose.

One thousand people is not too many, not too few. Even if Lu Ye is extremely efficient in killing enemies, it is not easy for one person to kill so many enemies.

The light spots flying in from all directions and entering the Shura Token around his waist kept him full of energy and motivation.

After charging like this for a while, they killed two to three hundred black scarves, and the rest were obviously frightened.

If Fang Kuang hadn't been in charge, the entire vanguard army might have been dispersed under such heavy casualties, but just because Fang Kuang was still giving orders, the living Heijin could only grit his teeth and persist.

Lu Ye suddenly realized that he had not been able to kill Fang Kuang. Even if there was more pressure, he would get more Shura Seals. If he had killed Fang Kuang immediately, now the black scarf vanguard army would only Afraid of running away.

More than half of his spiritual power has been consumed. Judging from the current efficiency, he should be able to kill another two to three hundred black scarves, and he will be exhausted by then.

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 approaching quickly, and then Zhou Ping's voice sounded: "Mr. Lu, I'm here to help you!"

But when he saw Lu Ye's unparalleled bravery from a distance on the city wall, he felt so heroic that he immediately led a group of sergeants to help him. Along with them, there were also many voluntary practitioners.

Fang Kuang was worried for a while. Before today, he had never thought that someone in this world could single-handedly disrupt an army formation. Now this happened to him.

Where did this guy come from? Under Fang Kuang's perception, the opponent's spiritual power fluctuations were not too strong, but his whole body was extremely flexible, and every movement was not useless. Every time a spear was thrust out, the black scarf would definitely die.

He had also killed many people, was called an ogre, and had eaten many people, but such ferocious killings still made him feel terrified.

If Lu Ye was alone, he would still be sure to slowly grind the opponent to death, but at this critical moment, Zhou Ping actually led his army.

Many thoughts went through his mind, and Fang Kuang gave the order. The Black Scarf troops immediately divided into two groups, continuing to encircle and suppress Lu Ye, while facing off against Zhou Ping's men.

And he dismounted, took off his armor, and hid in the crowd, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

No matter what, this person must be killed today, otherwise he will not be able to explain when he returns.

After a while, he finally found a good opportunity. When Lu Ye was fighting several sergeants and had no time to distract, he stabbed forward with a fierce shot.

This shot hit Lu Ye's back, Fang Kuang felt happy, and then his face became startled.

Because the gun body could not penetrate Lu Ye's body at all, a piece of spiritual power lingered where the tip of the gun touched, turning into a visible protection.

This move again!

He had seen Lu Ye use this ability several times before, and he could always block dangerous attacks at critical moments.

But he realized that his attack had no trace, and it was a sneak attack from behind. Unexpectedly, he was still blocked.

This guy...does he have eyes behind his back? How could he detect his own attack in such a chaotic situation?

"You...want to die that much?" Lu Ye suddenly turned to look at him.

Originally, he didn't plan to kill Fang Kuang so quickly, but since the other party took the initiative to seek death, there was no need to hold back.

He raised his hand and grabbed Fang Kuang's spear, and pulled it hard in front of him. Fang Kuang's expression changed drastically, and he let go of the spear, but it was still a step too late.

The spear in Lu Ye's hand was already stabbing him in the chest.

At the critical moment of life and death, Fang Kuang panicked but did not panic. While retreating as far as possible, he mobilized all his spiritual energy to gather in his chest and turn it into protection.

This is a self-protection ability that every monk can skillfully master, especially those who have experienced battles like Fang Kuang, who can deal with it with ease.

As long as the opponent's cultivation level is not much higher than your own, you can always block it!

Thinking this in my heart, my heart hurts.

Fang Kuang froze and looked down, only to see that his chest had been penetrated. The protective spiritual power he relied on did not play any protective role at all, and was pierced like a piece of paper.

At the last moment of his life, he couldn't help but think of Zhou Ping's words on the city wall just now, telling him not to make mistakes.

He dismissed it at the time, but now...

Lu Ye drew his gun and continued to kill the enemy without even looking at him.

"Fang Kuang is dead!" Zhou Ping saw this scene from a distance, and he was overjoyed and shouted loudly with his spiritual power.

Lu Ye wanted to sew his mouth shut!

"Fang Kuang is dead!"

"Fang Kuang is dead!"

From all directions, bursts of shouts rang out. These shouters did not see Fang Kuang being killed at all, and they did not know whether Fang Kuang was really dead. They just followed the shouts anyway.

The Black Turban Army had suffered heavy casualties and were frightened and frightened. Now that their general was dead, their morale plummeted. Without anyone to restrain them, they immediately began to flee in all directions.

"Kill!" Zhou Ping shouted, leading the chase, and the others followed suit.

Lu Ye wiped the blood from his face, turned over and sat on an ownerless horse, looked at the direction with the largest number of people, and rode away.

In front of the mirror, a group of people exhaled a long breath. In less than half an hour, their moods followed Lu Ye's charge ups and downs, ups and downs several times...

It was finally over, the Black Turban Vanguard Army was defeated, and Lu Ye was safe for the time being.

Speaking of which, they had never had such a thrilling experience.

"Clan Chief, Patriarch, what's wrong with you?" came a female voice. Everyone was startled and quickly turned their heads to look.

But they saw the old patriarch covering his heart, panting heavily, his face extremely pale, and he looked like he was about to die.

Everyone was shocked and immediately realized that the old patriarch was too old to withstand such a huge stimulation gap.

"Quick, quick, give the clan leader the elixir." Someone shouted, taking out the life-saving elixir and stuffing it into the old clan leader's mouth, stimulating mana to help him refine it.

It took a while for the old patriarch to recover, but his hands were still shaking uncontrollably.

"Clan leader, should you go back and rest first?" the woman asked with concern.

The patriarch shook his head: "I will watch here and wait until he returns to the Heavenly Shura Realm alive." Then he asked: "What is his training mission this time?"

"Let me take a look." The woman closed her eyes as she spoke. She didn't know where her mind was immersed. After some investigation, 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 finally he sighed: "What a sin!"

Just a confrontation with a black scarf vanguard army is so dangerous. What will the situation be like when the black scarf army attacks?

The key point is that the kid has no sense of importance, which makes the old man walk in and out with one foot on the door of hell.

But after careful calculation, this old man brought all this on himself...