I forged immortality in my past life.

call out! !

call out! !

Two extremely sharp whooshing sounds pierced the air.

Li Wu Hui, who had exhausted his energy and was at his lowest point, had to defend against any attack with all his might. It was impossible for him to block two attacks from the thrown spear.

This judgment is indeed correct.

But there's still one problem.

Why did Li Wu Hui try to stop him?

Li Wu Hui, who was galloping away and whose back was the only thing the three could see, looked relaxed and at ease.

With a clap of his hands, the black warhorse was struck by the immense force, causing it to suddenly stop and crouch down before being pierced by the spear, collapsing to the ground with a mournful howl.

Li Wu Hui then leaped into the air from his horse, performing a beautiful and nimble backflip.

With precise eyesight and timing, he placed his feet one in front of the other in a straight line, and landed steadily on the flying spear!

This is not all.

The spear was no more than three meters long, but the distance between the front and back feet was nearly one meter.

On the last two meters of the spear shaft, stepping on the swaying and sinking spear, Li Wu Hui took one step at a time, straightening his chest and raising his head, bending over to accelerate, and sprinting forward with a bent back.

Finally, he took the leap!

Whoosh! !

The spear, exhausted from its stomping, collapsed to the ground.

Li Wu Hui flew out like a cannonball!

He leaped over ten feet, passing dozens of masked drumming cavalrymen whose eyes were bloodshot but who were too slow to react, without touching a single one.

We arrived at a magnificent steed with brown fur and a dazzling silver forehead!

Whoa!

The BMW horn honked merrily, as if celebrating its owner's safe return.

"Good for chasing the wind, keep running."

"Let's go back."

The little energy he had just recovered was wasted during his forward leap with the spear.

However, Li Wu Hui, riding his horse and wielding his spear, was still invincible among the enemy troops whose ranks had been scattered by the slaughter!

They easily broke through the enemy lines and returned to their elite troops.

......

"Damn it! We came here to collect blood sacrifice materials for the Ghost-Faced Drummers, and we've lost nearly two hundred Ghost-Faced Drummers! The Ghost King—no, the Emperor—will punish us!"

"When a general is in the field, he may disobey orders. Just say that the losses this time were all part of that Taoist general in green robes' scheme."

"Impossible! Did he even anticipate our three spear throws?"

"Tsk, who could have predicted that someone's ability to make such a good judgment on the spot? Otherwise, even if his martial arts skills are extraordinary, he would never be a match for the three of us."

"Enough with the nonsense. In the end, we lost a Tier 4 steed and nearly 200 elite troops, while the enemy escaped unscathed!"

The three ghost-faced drummers were discussing irritably about the rare, invincible level 5 unit.

They had always been the emperor's right-hand men, and this time, they had only been carrying out a small infiltration mission, yet they had suffered such a humiliating loss.

Even if they don't admit it's a defeat, the casualties are undeniable.

Deng Deng Deng!

A series of footsteps.

Two middle-aged men with incredibly strong auras arrived, escorted by dozens of level 3 soldiers from the Flying Dragon Army.

"You three, you said that no level 5 soldier could escape your pursuit, which is why we two Flying Dragon Guardians didn't make a move. Now that our carefully cultivated main material is gone, and your Ghost-Faced Drum is without its face, can you still continue your plan?"

The three masked drummers exchanged glances, putting away their mutual disdain, and looked at the two flying dragon protectors with a united hatred, showing them no respect even though they were level 6 soldiers stronger than themselves.

"This time it was indeed a misjudgment on our part. The Taoist sect always produces amazing young talents, and we never expected to encounter them here."

"However, the demon mask is only used to enhance the toughness of the drumhead. As long as the drumhead is not directly attacked, the evil effect will not be weakened in the slightest. You can continue the plan with peace of mind."

The two dragon guardians were not satisfied with what they heard. They had clearly done something wrong, but they just wanted to brush it off with a few perfunctory words?

What a joke.

"How can we be at ease after such a defeat?"

"Even if you can tolerate it, the thousands of my Flying Dragon Army soldiers who have been killed or wounded cannot!"

puff!

The three masked drummers suddenly let out a cold laugh and said maliciously:

"The loss of our sons is intolerable, how noble!"

"Then your gang leader's son, whom he raised like a father, wasn't he also used as a sacrifice? You act like you're some kind of respectable people!"

"That's right. Now that you've taken the Emperor's benefits, just obey orders and assist us. Stop questioning us so much, and don't you even consider whether you have the ability?"

The two dragon guardians glared angrily: "You lot..."

Facing the cold gaze of the demon-faced drummer, the Flying Dragon Protector ultimately swallowed his curses.

He simply snorted and waved his sleeve, then led his elite troops away.

Before leaving, he said:

"Two days from now, we will witness how the Emperor's Vanguard Army utterly defeats the Daoist army. Let's hope they don't disappoint us!"

The Flying Dragon Army and the Ghost-Faced Drummer Cavalry parted on bad terms after a disagreement.

All that remained were the tattered armor of over 100,000 deserters of the imperial army, with bloodstains stretching for miles, yet not a trace of flesh or bones remained.

......

"General, you're back."

"General, you're back."

The elite soldiers, who were initially depressed due to the heavy casualties during the breakout, were now filled with excitement by Li Wu Hui's legendary feat of charging into the enemy lines alone, killing hundreds of Ghost-Faced Drummer Cavalry, and escaping unscathed.

Warriors admire the strong.

These brave and elite soldiers would naturally admire their own heroes!

This is all just human nature.

Li Wu Hui pointed his precious spear at the ground, not at its sharp point, and smiled in response to the soldiers' warm greetings, even though he couldn't return the greetings to each one.

Finally, Li Wu Hui made his way to the front of the column, greeted almost all his comrades, and then set his steed, Chasing Wind, at full speed to the center of the army.

There, a junior sister had been waiting for a long time.

When Gao Mingyue saw Li Wuhui, who was still wearing his green robe, she couldn't hold back her smile.

Although they had already heard the news that Li Wu Hui had escaped unscathed.

But only when she saw Li Wu Hui in person did she feel at ease.

"Senior Brother Wu Hui, how was the battle?"

Gao Mingyue brushed a strand of hair from her forehead and asked with a smile.

Li Wu Hui also smiled:

"That was extremely dangerous!"

"I was dominating the enemy ranks when suddenly three masked generals, each stronger than a level 5 warrior, charged out and attacked me!"

Gao Mingyue frowned slightly.

She didn't know the strength of the Ghost-Faced General, but she was aware of the power of a Level 5 Warrior. He was a great expert who was almost impossible for the sect alliance to deal with alone without the help of the Supreme Elder!

And there were actually three people more powerful than this master who ganged up on Senior Brother Wu Hui!

Her heart seemed to clench again, and she pressed for an answer: "And then?"

"And then... I remembered my junior sister's instructions."

Li Wu Hui dragged out the sound, whetting Gao Mingyue's appetite.

"Senior brother is joking again. I didn't instruct you to do anything."

Gao Mingyue blushed slightly and pouted, denying it.

"Really not? But when we passed each other, I clearly read the words 'Remember to come back' on your lips."

Li Wu Hui ruthlessly exposed her lie, his tone light:

"The combined strength of the three generals surpasses mine, so I naturally cannot fight them for long. Fortunately, they lack courage, and I was able to overtake them and seize their horses. In the end, I switched back to my swift steed and successfully escaped!"

Gao Mingyue was clear-headed, as if she could clearly see from Li Wuhui's relaxed words the extremely dangerous situation he was in at that time, where even the slightest mistake would have meant his demise in the enemy's ranks!

Only Senior Brother Wu Hui could have such confidence and calmly handle a situation where life and death are almost certain.

A slight smile appeared on Gao Mingyue's lips.

"Senior Brother Wu Hui, what's next?"

"Do you want revenge?"

"No rush, let me advance to level 6 first! Then I'll wipe them all out!"

Gao Mingyue turned her head in shock to look at Li Wuhui.

Senior brother, you're getting promoted again!?