Before Lan Long City lay a ten-mile defensive line.
Eight thousand Blue Army soldiers roared as they charged.
The spearman at the very front of the formation first saw a sudden whirlwind rise before the Man in White, with specks of starlight flickering within it.
Then, to his astonishment, the cast-iron spear he held aloft was suddenly severed, its spearhead flying several meters away.
He froze in shock, staring wide-eyed at the incredibly smooth cut on the shaft.
A chill ran down his spine in an instant.
He felt as though this charge would send them straight to the underworld.
Drenched in sweat and pale with terror, he immediately shouted, "Wait! There's something strange about that guy! Don't charge yet! Don't charge!"
But his voice was completely drowned out by the furious cries of thousands. Even his body was knocked from side to side by the people rushing past him!
No one took his warning seriously!
The spearman stared blankly at Di Ba from dozens of meters away.
He!
That smile was not an act at all. It was the smile of a fucking demon!
At the very front of the Blue Army stood a vicious-looking burly man wielding a broad-backed saber. He stepped onto a rock and raised his blade. "Charge, brothers! Kill him, and we'll become the city lord's sworn brothers!"
Ssh.
A faint cutting sound rang out. The burly man turned around in bewilderment, only to see that the arm holding his saber had somehow been severed. It had already detached from his body and was falling toward the ground!
His pupils instantly contracted.
What was this?
He had not even felt the pain yet!
The next moment, agony nearly made him pass out, and he rolled around on the ground!
When the other Blue Army soldiers