"Damn it, the saber in this man's hand is a divine weapon. Our armor can't stop it at all."
A cavalry officer gritted his teeth and growled.
Everyone stared at Lin Changqing with bloodshot eyes, gnashing their teeth and wishing they could subject him to Thousand Cuts Torture.
"It's not just that his blade is sharp. This man is downright bizarre. That shout just now was incredibly strange—it actually left me dazed. It's practically Demonic Arts."
"Exactly. Same here. Otherwise, there's no way our battle formation could have been broken so easily."
"This man really is bizarre. How about we retreat first?"
"The captain is already badly wounded. Let's withdraw first!"
The others chimed in.
At that moment, everyone's expressions were grim.
The thought of retreat had taken root in their hearts.
Even Lu Haitian was the same. One of his arms had been cut off by Lin Changqing, greatly reducing his strength. Seeing Lin Changqing slaughter his way through the entire battle formation like a killing god, he had lost all will to fight.
He wanted to retreat first and look for a chance to take revenge later.
But though they wanted to leave, Lin Changqing had no intention of letting them have their way.
He had finally seized the initiative. How could he allow Lu Haitian and the others to simply leave?
"You come when you please and leave when you please? It won't be that easy."
Lin Changqing gave a cold snort. Seeing through Lu Haitian and the others' thoughts, he stepped forward and immediately charged at them.
One man, one saber, killing intent soaring into the heavens.
Relying on the Deer Fist within the Five Elements Technique, he moved with extreme speed. In an instant, he charged in again, his saber rising and falling as