Meanwhile.
The battle atop the gate tower took another turn with Lu Changfeng's arrival and Yan Qiya's transformation.
Geluo Lu had been locked in a fierce, evenly matched fight with Xue Ne. Though his injuries had yet to heal, the powers of the Wolf Calamity and Mountain Tribulation, coupled with his wealth of combat experience, still allowed him to hold Xue Ne off. But the formidable strength Lu Changfeng displayed in the corner of his eye set alarm bells ringing in his heart.
This Lu Changfeng... must be eliminated!
Killing intent flooded Geluo Lu's eyes. He knew all too well that, given Lu Changfeng's talent and age, if he were allowed to grow unhindered, the Central Plains would eventually gain another Divine Wandering expert capable of striking fear into the Grasslands!
For the Göktürks, the consequences would be disastrous!
With his thoughts surging, an almost imperceptible hesitation crept into his movements.
What sort of man was Xue Ne? A veteran of a hundred battles, his eye for an opening was razor-sharp!
The instant Geluo Lu's distraction disrupted his breathing, a fierce light blazed in Xue Ne's eyes. His spear shot out like a venomous dragon leaving its lair, seizing a minute gap as his opponent shifted his defenses. Pouring all his Gang Qi into the shaft, he swept it sideways and slammed it squarely into Geluo Lu's chest!
Bam!!!
The dull impact thundered!
Geluo Lu's mountainlike frame shuddered as though struck by lightning. His protective astral qi fluctuated violently as he hurtled backward, crashing straight through a section of the city wall. Amid flying rubble, he flew several dozen yards farther before barely steadying himself. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face grew paler still.
"Cough, cough... well played, Xue Ne!"
Geluo Lu wiped the blood