Lu Chengwen charged first!
With his own sister on his back, Lu Chengwen charged forward in a berserk rage like a crazed beast!
The three flames of Flame of Death made his entire presence look terrifying!
Every Bai Family Army soldier who rushed up to stop him had fear in their eyes.
They were still charging, but their courage had already shattered.
Like numb, despairing zombies, they mindlessly rushed toward Lu Chengwen, seemingly with only one thought... let it end.
Let my death be the end!
Not just them—even Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian were utterly stunned.
Zhao Ritian followed behind Lu Chengwen, guarding his flank as he said in shock, "What is that!?"
Long Aotian swung his spear, pulled it back, and supported the charge, his eyes equally filled with astonishment. "I don't know, but if it were me, I definitely wouldn't fight him."
Zhao Ritian nodded, deeply agreeing.
Zhang Boyuan clutched his crushed shoulder and rose to his feet. Looking at Lu Chengwen, he held his blade in one hand and roared, "Bai Family Army! Charge!"
Then he charged straight at Lu Chengwen!
Zhang Boyuan had already prepared himself to die!
They could not drag this out any longer. Their side had already suffered devastating casualties, and more than half of them could no longer fight.
There was no longer any way to form the airtight encirclement they had before.
And those three bastards showed no signs of running out of strength. Instead, they only grew fiercer with every battle.
Kill Lu Chengwen!
Even if I have to use every ounce of strength I possess, I will leave Lu Chengwen here!
The Bai Family Army could not be humiliated like this by three brats from the Four Gates!
Zhang Boyuan no longer wanted to live. He burned his