A Great Slaughter, Turning the Tide with One Person's Strength

Lu Chuan struck once more, his might as overwhelming as ever. At once, everyone's expression changed, and they clicked their tongues inwardly in shock.

"Holy shit, does this guy not get tired? Don't tell me that arrow just now didn't consume much from him?"

"A Demon Prodigy like this can't be measured by common sense."

"Everyone, we absolutely can't miss such a perfect opportunity. Coordinate with Lu Chuan with everything we have and kill all these Foreign Race bastards..."

After a brief moment of astonishment, everyone in the Human Race camp chose their opponents and charged in to kill.

Now the Foreign Race had suffered disastrous losses, and the situation had reversed.

Before, the Human Race experts had basically been fighting two-on-one, even three-on-one.

But now it was different. It had become two-on-one, even three-on-one, in their favor.

Everyone coordinated with Lu Chuan with extraordinary tacit understanding, starting the purge with the weakest enemies first.

As Blade Qi crisscrossed, Lu Chuan had already begun his next round of harvesting.

That arrow from before had consumed a great deal, but his recovery speed was just as astonishing. He swallowed all kinds of pills and Foreign Race Crystal Cores as if they cost nothing, and in an instant, he could recover more than half.

Moreover, even while fighting, he could continuously refine pills to restore himself.

By the time Lu Chuan slashed out with his first saber, his condition had already returned to its peak.

The instant the Epoch Blade in his hand fell, countless streams of Saber Energy converged, like a vicious dragon roaring.

Within that dragon's cry was a Mental Shock that made hearts tremble.

This was spiritual will that ignored physical defense, and at once, the mind and spirit of the Asura Race expert opposite him swayed.

His