Rise of the Otherworld.

Following Lin Yu's instructions, Tang Feng led a group of disciples, swiftly charging toward the enemy's flank. Their bodies were agile and quick, like a pack of cheetahs pouncing on their prey. Tang Feng led the charge, brandishing his long sword with a gleaming, cold light. "Brothers, charge! Show them how powerful we are!" His voice echoed in the wind, filled with heroic spirit and ambition. His face flushed with excitement, his eyes burning with a desire to fight.

The enemy's flanking guards quickly spotted them, and a commotion erupted. "Enemy attack! Prepare to meet them!" someone shouted in panic. Tang Feng and his men seized the opportunity to attack, and the sound of killing echoed everywhere. Tang Feng's long sword danced like a whirlwind, each blow carrying deadly force, and the enemy fell before him one after another.

On the front lines, Lin Yu led the main force in a steady advance. His gaze was sharp as a torch, closely following the enemy's movements, searching for the perfect moment to attack. His heartbeat was steady and powerful, as if pacing the rhythm for the fierce battle to come. "Everyone, hold your formation steady! Don't advance rashly!" Lin Yu shouted. His voice echoed clearly across the battlefield, reassuring and reassuring every disciple.

The disciples of the True King Sect responded in unison, "Yes, Sect Master!" They worked closely together, advancing step by step towards the enemy. Their steps were in perfect sync, their weapons flashing with a cold light, forming an impenetrable line of defense.

Seeing the situation was dire, the enemy generals hurriedly deployed their troops, attempting to counter the Zhen Wang Sect's two-pronged attack. "Quick, the left corps will defend against the flanking attack, and the right corps will hold off the enemy in front!" His voice was filled with anxiety and panic.

"Hmph, it's not that easy to disrupt our deployment!" Lin Yu snorted coldly, and watched the opportunity, "Charge!" He pointed the long sword in his hand forward, and rushed out like lightning.

Like tigers descending from the mountains, the disciples of the True King Sect instantly charged into the enemy camp. Blades clashed, blood splattered, and the cries of slaughter were deafening. Lin Yu led the charge, crushing the enemy wherever he went. His swordsmanship was sharp, his moves ferocious, each swing stirring a gust of wind. He weaved through the enemy ranks like an invincible god of war.

"Stop him! Stop him!" The enemy general shouted in horror. His face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was filled with fear at the sight of Lin Yu's unstoppable figure.

But at this time, the morale of the disciples of the Zhenwang Sect was like a rainbow, and they were unstoppable. Under the leadership of Lin Yu, they were like a sharp knife, ruthlessly piercing the heart of the enemy. Their attack was as fierce as a storm, leaving the enemy with no power to fight back.

After a fierce battle, the Zhenwang Sect gradually gained the upper hand. The enemy began to retreat step by step, their formation in disarray. They abandoned their armor and weapons and fled in all directions, leaving the battlefield in chaos.

"Don't let them go, chase them!" Lin Yu ordered loudly. His voice was full of majesty and determination, making every disciple's blood boil.

The disciples of the True King Sect pursued the enemy, giving them no chance to breathe. Their footsteps echoed across the battlefield like the sound of a death drum.

However, at this moment, a mysterious group suddenly appeared among the enemy. They were all dressed in black, highly skilled in martial arts, and moved swiftly and strangely. Their appearance hindered the pursuit of the Zhenwang Sect.

"What's going on?" Lin Yu frowned, feeling a little uneasy. He stared closely at this mysterious team, trying to find their flaws.

The members of this mysterious team all had expressionless faces and cold eyes. Their weapons were strange and their moves were vicious, making it difficult for the True King Sect disciples to deal with them.

"Everyone be careful, don't underestimate the enemy!" Lin Yu reminded loudly.

Tang Feng also noticed this mysterious team. While fighting the enemy, he moved closer to Lin Yu. "Master, these people are not simple. We must be careful."

Lin Yu nodded. "No matter who they are, don't try to stop our victory today!"

Can the Zhenwang Sect successfully defeat this mysterious team and completely crush the enemy? The future battle is full of variables and challenges.