Weighing the short spear in his hand, Lu Yu looked at Wu Ping and raised his arm.
Bang! The moment he threw, a cloud of white mist exploded in front of Lu Yu.
Using his physical strength, the short spear was thrown beyond the speed of sound.
At the critical moment, Huang Laosan burst out with Spiritual Power, pushing the pale-faced Wu Ping aside. The Spirit-Breaking Flying Spear grazed his arm, scraping off a large chunk of flesh.
When Wu Ping wanted to scream, he felt something sticky and wet on his back. Struggling to turn his head, he saw that the Martial Cultivator at the Qi Cultivation level standing behind him had been shattered by the Spirit-Breaking Flying Spear, with flesh and blood splattering everywhere.
He felt sticky and wet because that person's blood had splashed onto his back.
Seeing this scene, Wu Ping even forgot to breathe, and the pain of having a piece of flesh scraped off his arm seemed to have disappeared. Cold sweat seeped from his back, and his legs were trembling.
If... if he hadn't been pushed away just now... Wu Ping's mind went blank.
Lu Yu felt slightly regretful for not achieving the feat of a double kill with one spear. Google seaʀᴄh N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt
The bloody hole in his chest had disappeared, with the surrounding chest muscles tightening to block it, making it look as if it had vanished.
"Gulp~" Cao Hong swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. Without exaggeration, the power of that spear earlier was something even he couldn't withstand.
He was referring to the spear infused with Spiritual Power by Wu Ping, not the one Lu Yu threw with brute force.
The latter was more terrifying in power, but the former had a strong spirit-breaking effect that couldn't be intercepted with Spiritual Power unless one's Spiritual Power was extremely strong.
As a result, a spear that could kill a sixth-level Qi Control practitioner merely poked a small wound in Lu Yu, which has already disappeared now.
Cao Hong wanted to turn and flee, but unfortunately, they were trapped in here with no place to escape.
Looking at the surrounding place piled with Spiritual Treasures, spiritual weapons, spiritual armor, and heavenly materials and earthly treasures, Cao Hong felt especially absurd now.
The treasure he had been desperately searching for, in the end, became his funeral accompaniment.
No, it wouldn't even count as a funeral accompaniment. After he died, everything here would be taken by Lu Yu.
The so-called treasure trove was a burial ground!
Seeing Cao Hong lose his fighting spirit, Huang Laosan shouted sharply, "What are you daydreaming about! We still have a chance to defeat him if we join forces!"
"He only has a strong physical body and can't even project Spiritual Power. What are you afraid of!"
"Don't engage in close combat with him. Use Spiritual Power to suppress him, maintain a distance, and attack from afar."
Huang Laosan quickly commanded the group, unleashing his Spiritual Power to press towards Lu Yu, wanting to pin him in place.
Liu Feng's Spiritual Power followed closely, surging towards Lu Yu, while he took out a Tang Blade burning with purple-black flames.
"Purple Flame Demon Fire, a flame capable of burning the soul!" Liu Feng controlled the Purple Flame Demon Fire to spread across the Tang Blade.
Purple Flame Demon Saber is the name of the Tang Blade, and Purple Flame Demon Fire is the name of the purple-black flame.
Liu Feng had experienced a life-and-death crisis before he successfully mastered this Demon Blade and subdued the Purple Flame Demon Fire.
With the Purple Flame Demon Fire, Liu Feng was invincible in battles of the same realm.
No Martial Cultivator could resist the pain of the soul burning, and in battles with Liu Feng, the opponent's strength would weaken as their soul was injured.
But now, Liu Feng didn't dare to get close to Lu Yu, as even the soul-burning Purple Flame Demon Fire was useless.
Only if the Tang Blade struck the opponent could the Purple Flame Demon Fire burn the opponent's soul. He didn't think he could engage in close combat with Lu Yu.
Unless his teammates could suppress Lu Yu and slow down Lu Yu's movement and attack speed, Liu Feng might have a chance to use the Purple Flame Demon Fire to harm Lu Yu and weaken Lu Yu's strength.
Under Huang Laosan's sharp command, Cao Hong's spirit was jolted, his eyes once again showing fighting spirit.
No, it wasn't fighting spirit, it should be a desire to live! A will to survive!
A desire to defeat Lu Yu, a desire to stay alive!
The Spiritual Power surging from Cao Hong's body pressed towards Lu Yu, suppressing Lu Yu's movements in all directions.
Lu Yu raised his arm, feeling countless invisible threads pulling him, trying to stop him from raising his arm.
Taking a step forward, it felt like countless hands were grabbing his legs, struggling to prevent him from lifting his foot.
The three people, disregarding their Spiritual Power consumption, were affecting Lu Yu's actions with their suppression.
Under the Spiritual Power suppression, Lu Yu found it somewhat difficult to mobilize the Spiritual Power within his body and perform the Heaven's Edge Ruler Step, easily affected and interrupted by the Spiritual Power suppression during execution.
"Since that's the case, let me show you true power!"
The Qi Blood within Lu Yu's body began to flow faster, roaring, as strength erupted from his muscles, tearing apart the Spiritual Power Silk preventing him from raising his arm, and shaking off the Spiritual Power hands pulling at him...