The old Taoists from the Daoist sect couldn't have achieved such a grand Thunder Technique either.
No wonder this kid, so young, has such cultivation. It seems he's encountered many opportunities.
Thinking this, Zhao Junshan leapt again, with the shadow of a giant serpent appearing around him, opening its bloody maw to swallow Lu Jin'an from top to bottom.
Lu Jin'an, on the white horse, flicked his wrist and shook his spear. The Golden Red Fla Dragon burst forth from the spear tip, colliding fiercely with Zhao Junshan's giant serpent shadow.
The shockwaves overturned over a thousand cavalry nearby. Amidst screams, fragnts of heavy-armored cavalry scales rained down from the sky.
Zhao Junshan groaned and retreated to his warhorse, glaring darkly at Lu Jin'an. Clearly, this person was at the Half-step Martial God realm, but his brute strength was truly terrifying. However...
Noticing Lu Jin'an's blood-stained neck, a murderous intent flashed again in Zhao Junshan's eyes. At this mont, the 'Returning Poison' should have already invaded his internal organs. This guy can't hold on for much longer!
"Disciples of the Qinglong Sect, hear my command, form the Eight-direction Dragon Trapping Formation!"
With Zhao Junshan's command, dozens of riders suddenly charged from the south, holding Profound Iron Chains, weaving them into a net, heading toward Dongfang Xinglan behind Lu Jin'an.
At the sa ti, within the military formation from the west, crossbown shot a rain of arrows, the arrowheads wrapped in a ghostly blue toxin, making a "sizzling" corrosive sound in mid-air.
Once the elite Yunshan Army coordinated, their lethality increased a hundredfold.
Lu Jin'an pulled the reins and spoke hoarsely: "Zhiyu, I'll leave the west to you."
"Zhiyu, following orders!" Zhiyu, having learned military tactics, stood steadily atop Iron Hoof Cloud's head, enthusiastically watching the rain of arrows: "Zhiyu will protect the General, oh yes~"
A hint of amusent flashed in Lu Jin'an's eyes: "The ones behind us..."
"Leave them to ."
Dongfang Xinglan spoke softly. Before Lu Jin'an could respond, she had already gathered a surge of Vigorous Force, standing with her back on the horse's back, her high ponytail fluttering in the wind.
The Qin King Sword slowly erged from its sheath.
As soon as the Qin King Sword was unsheathed, the sword tip gathered radiant sword light. With a horizontal slash, the Sword Qi slashed through, accurately piercing the Array Eye of the Eight-direction Dragon Trapping Formation.
The Qinglong Sect's Eight-direction Dragon Trapping Formation sounded formidable, but as a Princess of the Dynasty, Dongfang Xinglan had naturally seen the introduction of the formation in the Library Pavilion.
For the Dynasty, the secret book of a Jianghu giant like the Qinglong Sect was not much of a secret.
Breaking through the Eight-direction Dragon Trapping Formation, Dongfang Xinglan swayed, a flush appearing on her face.
Although she had endured a Heavenly Tribulation once, she had yet to establish a complete Dao Palace, so any exertion of energy would cause the toxin to spread faster than in Lu Jin'an.
Lu Jin'an swiftly grabbed her wrist, helping her sit back on the horse: "I'm much stronger than you, you..."
"I'm not a burden." Dongfang Xinglan stated steadily, catching her breath: "You may be stronger than , but having expended so much Vigorous Force, the toxin will only spread faster. I... don't want you to die either."
She tightened her grip on the hilt of the Qin King Sword: "Our current situation is a result of our collaboration, and you can trust a bit more."
"As I said." Dongfang Xinglan encouraged, gripping his garnt tighter: "If we focus our efforts, what can't we achieve together?"
A flicker of amusent crossed Lu Jin'an's eyes: "Alright, then let's break out of this military formation."
The corners of Dongfang Xinglan's mouth lifted in a smile, then she spoke faster: "The marching pattern of the Yunshan Army has changed. They're deliberately leading us in a certain direction.
I suspect, the Observatory, which hasn't shown up yet, is waiting for us there."
"So, we shouldn't go?"
"We must go," Dongfang Xinglan declared firmly. "The Observatory must have the antidote for the Returning Poison. As long as we get the antidote, this situation will be resolved!"
Since leaving Jinnan City, the Qin Army hadn't caught up, indicating an unexpected hindrance, so heading west wouldn't be of much use right now.
It's better to obtain the antidote and then tackle the current dilemma.
Lu Jin'an acknowledged with a grunt: "But from now on, you'll need to guide ."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Xinglan was montarily surprised, then quickly realized that the toxicity of the Returning Poison had blinded Lu Jin'an.
Lowering her eyes slightly, Dongfang Xinglan whispered: "Leave it to !"
As her voice faded, Zhao Junshan's sowhat annoyed voice rose from the side: "Lord Qin, we intended to rescue you from the hands of this rebel, and now you resist alongside him?"
Dongfang Xinglan sneered coldly, unwilling to waste unnecessary energy responding to Zhao Junshan.
Rescue?
rely a prisoner.
She knew better than anyone whom she could trust at this mont.
Without a response, Zhao Junshan's face darkened: "Continue forming the formation!"
There was no belief that these two could be worn out!
Lu Jin'an tightened his grip on the spear in his hand, Dongfang Xinglan holding his forearm: "Focus on the path ahead, leave the Qinglong Sect to ."
"If you forcefully circulate your Qi now, you'll only die faster."
Dongfang Xinglan didn't answer, only saying: "East, thirty riders..."
Before she finished speaking, Dongfang Xinglan exclaid softly, and Lu Jin'an had already grasped her wrist, using his strength to lift her to his front, securing her with his left forearm against her waist: "Dongfang Xinglan, now you're my eyes, don't die too quickly."
Dongfang Xinglan was montarily stunned, instinctively looking back to et his bloodstained red eyes, her lips parted slightly, but she blurted out: "Stray arrows!"
"No matter!" Lu Jin'an tugged the reins: "Though I'm poisoned, it doesn't an my body has weakened, re stray arrows..."
The arrow rain was fierce, but it couldn't even tear Lu Jin'an's garnts, let alone affect his body?
Dongfang Xinglan bit her lip gently, but... it must hurt, right?
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