Yan Shuangfei charged ahead alone, the Blood Demon Spear in his hand like a demonic dragon emerging from the sea. Cold light flickered from its tip, and everywhere it passed became a storm of blood and gore.
Seeing only one man and one horse charging at them, the Barbarian soldiers not only felt no fear but let out beastlike howls. Waving their bloodstained sabers, they rushed in from all directions with wild cries.
Relying on their superior numbers, they swung their curved blades with fierce whistling winds, wishing to hack Yan Shuangfei into ten thousand pieces.
But Yan Shuangfei's spear techniques were swift as lightning and fierce as thunderbolts, giving them no chance to come near.
With a light flick of his wrist, the Blood Demon Spear lashed out like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, piercing precisely through a Barbarian soldier's chest. The spear tip then swept upward, sending the soldier flying several yards away with a scream as blood sprayed out and dyed the surrounding earth red.
Then he twisted at the waist and swept the spear shaft sideways, carrying the force of a thousand jun, smashing it viciously into the necks of several more Barbarian soldiers.
Several crisp cracks rang out, and several heads shot into the air, their eyes bulging wide with incredulous terror.
Scalding blood splashed all over Yan Shuangfei, yet only made his gaze sharper.
This slaughter was so swift and savage that it instantly alerted Babulu, the Barbarian leader deep within the crowd.
Babulu wore heavy iron helmet and armor, his fleshy face carved with savage scars. The Wolf Tooth Club in his hand was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, its hammerhead covered in gleaming spikes.
At that moment, his eyes were bloodshot as he panted heavily, chasing a raggedly