The battle had only been underway for a short while, yet the Great Vietnam Court's evil masters were already being completely suppressed.
Forget resisting—even whether they could preserve their own souls had become a problem.
A net had already been cast in every direction.
Soul banners stood guard as talisman formations flashed.
It seemed the authorities attached great importance to this battle and had come fully prepared.
Zhang Yuchen and I were also charging forward without pause.
With the attitude of killing as many as we could.
Otherwise, the Secret Bureau and Dragon Group would wipe them all out later.
Then we wouldn't even get a sip of the soup...
But at that moment, we spotted Lu Changfeng's son, Lu Yun, amid the crowd.
"Brother Jiang, Lu Changfeng's son!"
Zhang Yuchen pointed him out. I narrowed my eyes.
"Get him!"
With that, I gripped the Evil-Slaying Flowing Cloud Sword and charged straight at him.
Zhang Yuchen followed close behind, with Lu Zheng and Lu Yao coming after us.
Seeing us charge over, the two evil masters roared furiously.
"Fuck!"
"Go die!"
"..."
"Fuck your mother!"
I cursed loudly, slashing my sword against one man's blade before kicking him to the ground.
Zhang Yuchen struck with his sword, then followed up with a punch to the man's kidney.
In almost a single exchange, we knocked both evil masters to the ground.
Lu Yun retreated again and again, only to find himself with nowhere left to retreat.
Zhang Yuchen and I came at him aggressively, and his still-swollen face was filled with panic.
He shouted to Lu Changfeng, who was currently fighting Lu Changyuan and the others.
"Dad, Dad, save me! Dad, save me..."
Lu Changfeng saw Zhang Yuchen and me as well, but he simply had no way to break free.