Upon hearing Wu Chuan speak, Lu Hao did not continue pursuing the retreating Rank Sevens. There might be an ambush if he caught up to them. Besides, he had already killed six Rank Sevens, and his Slaughter Points were more than enough for him to break through to Rank Eight. The purpose of this trip had been completely fulfilled. Next, he only needed to muddy the waters here as much as possible and reduce the number of human martial artists who died. So, he turned and charged toward the middle-rank battlefield. To Lu Hao now, middle-rank martial artists fell several at a time with each slash. There was no need to think about how to attack—he just had to charge forward mindlessly. Even those who had achieved unity of essence and blood were finished in a single slash before him.
He did not even need to use the power of heaven and earth.
With this slash, his divine weapon and manifested mental power became one. What could they use to block it?
This slash carried fifteen thousand calories of vitality and blood. What could someone with unity of essence and blood use to block it?
This slash had been raised with one hundred thousand Slaughter Points. What could they use to block it?
Only a few Rank Six martial artists had originally been struggling to hold the middle-rank battlefield, but the situation immediately reversed when Lu Hao and the other Grandmasters arrived.
Lu Hao also spotted Qin Fengqing and Wang Jinyang. Neither of them was in good shape. Each was being held back by an opponent who had achieved unity of essence and blood, and their clothes were in tatters. Still, neither had suffered any serious injuries, so overall, they were alright.
Perhaps because they were young and had killed