Chapter 175: Chapter 142: Suicide

The Red Evil Fire erupted once again, almost enveloping the entire area within several meters.

As the flames danced, Xu Mujun gestured as if charging toward Elder Daoist Ban Yuan.

But Elder Daoist Ban Yuan gave Xu Mujun no chance to approach, instead retreating continuously with the help of the surrounding terrain.

At the same time, he released a large number of Gu Insects to harass Xu Mujun.

“General!”

“General! I will help you!”

In the distance, the Dragon Scale Army finally noticed Xu Mujun’s predicament and immediately spurred their horses toward Elder Daoist Ban Yuan.

“Get lost!”

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan roared, with a flick of his hand, a swarm of Gu Insects surged out, wrapping around the approaching Dragon Scale Army and frantically biting them.

“Ah!”

“Insects! So many insects!”

“Charge forward! Protect General Xu!”

“Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber!”

“Boom!”

Over seventy Dragon Scale Army soldiers combined forces for a suicidal attack on Elder Daoist Ban Yuan.

The outermost soldiers of the Dragon Scale Army disregarded the Gu Insects gnawing on them, using their bodies to shield their comrades in the center.

Meanwhile, the soldiers in the center employed their half-body shields to block overhead, gritting their teeth as they charged toward Elder Daoist Ban Yuan.

“Die!”

“Boom!”

Each slash of sword qi went cutting toward Elder Daoist Ban Yuan with ferocious energy.

Yet Elder Daoist Ban Yuan’s movements were as agile as a mantis, effortlessly evading the encirclement of the Dragon Scale Army by leaping over the rooftops.

“Heh heh heh… Just mere mortals, and you dare try to stop me?”

“Go to hell!”

“Blood Evil Gu!”

“Splat!”

“Splat splat!”

Suddenly, over a dozen blood-red Gu Insects surged from within him, transforming into streaks of blood light that rushed into the army ranks of the Dragon Scale Army.

“Ah!”

“Hold on! Keep charging!”

“The cultivator’s magical power is lacking, exhaust him!”

From the ranks came several more screams.

The Blood Evil Gu, resembling leeches with wings, clung to the soldiers like a parasitic worm, draining a Dragon Scale Army soldier of all his blood within a mere dozen or so breaths.

“Heh heh heh… This Blood Evil Gu is something I painstakingly cultivated using the Clan’s Magical Artifact of the Heiyue Race. Mortal men like you can hardly withstand it!”

“Shoosh!”

“Shoosh shoosh!”

At this moment, three dark figures suddenly darted out from the heavily wounded army ranks, speeding towards Elder Daoist Ban Yuan with incredible speed.

The three surrounded Elder Daoist Ban Yuan in a Three Talents Array and unleashed three Blood Slaughter Blade qies toward him.

“Hmm?”

“Grandmaster Martial Artists?”

“But so what?”

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan snorted coldly, a piece of insect-shaped Jade Pendant suddenly shattered on his person, and a faint black Protective Magical Shield immediately enveloped him.

“Clang!”

“Clang clang!!”

The clear sounds of metal clashing suddenly resounded, as the attacks of the three Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists of the Dragon Scale Army only left three sparks on it.

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan shouted angrily: “Xu Xuanwu! I’ve suffered great losses this time, I need all the spirit insects cultivated by the Heiyue Race!”

“No problem!”

From afar, Xu Xuanwu, who was engaged in fierce combat with Chen Zhong, shouted: “Do not kill my father!”

“Fool! Indecisive… Clang!”

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan’s head shook violently as the three Dragon-soaring Army Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists attacked again.

At the center of the Three Talents Formation was a scar-faced man, his eyes full of killing intent.

“Attack! We must not stop! Keep him distracted!”

“A few years ago, we used this method to severely wound the Fire Spirit!”

“Kill!”

The other two also shouted angrily, their steel blades densely slashing at Elder Daoist Ban Yuan.

“Damn… it!”

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan roared, forming a sign with one hand intending to cast a spell.

But the immense force constantly hitting the Protective Magical Shield made his Divine Thought tremble violently, unable to focus or cast spells.

“Damn it!”

Sharp pangs of pain kept bombarding his mind, not only distracting him but also causing cracks to appear on his Protective Magical Shield.

Seeing this, the three men’s eyes grew brighter, their blades swinging even faster!

“Bast… ards! I, I will kill you all!”

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan roared, his right index finger suddenly twitching.

From afar, the black short blade tangled with Xu Mujun whistled sharply, about to return.

“Clang!”

But in the next moment, it was cleaved down heavily by an overhead Blood Saber, severely striking it to the ground.

Xu Mujun!

He was still alive!

His Essence Blood was continuously burning, the long knife in his hand showing obvious cracks, yet he still unwaveringly slashed down with force.

“General!”

Several cries rang out in excitement as the surviving soldiers of the Dragon Scale Army watched on with joy.

“Ah…!”

In the distance, Elder Daoist Ban Yuan let out a miserable scream. The slash had struck his Magical Artifact, the Red Slaughter Blade, causing immense pain and confusion in his mind.

“You all go die!!!”

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan shouted again in fury, shakily raising both hands to form trembling seals.

Seeing this situation, the three surrounding him slashed even faster.

Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber!

A continuous stream of blood-colored saber qi hacked at his Protective Magical Shield. The shield wobbled and seemed ready to shatter at any moment.

Meanwhile, the Red Slaughter Blade in the distance kept trying to return to its master, but each time was blocked by Xu Mujun, who endured excruciating pain to intercept it.

It was clear to all that it was now a contest of endurance, who would last the final second.

The most terrifying sight was Xu Mujun, engulfed in the Red Evil Fire, with all his armor burned to ashes, leaving his bare body exposed.

His body was covered in muscles and scars.

Most peculiarly, the once outwardly youthful appearance of a forty-something-year-old now seemed like a man in his sixties.

The originally thick black hair had now started to show strands of white, and wrinkles appeared at the corners of the eyes.

This is… due to excessive consumption of essence blood.

Essence blood is lifespan!

For the Emperor Faction’s Red Evil Fire and to kill Elder Daoist Ban Yuan, Xu Mujun was putting his life on the line!

In the distance, Xu Xuanwu and Liang Hongyu also clearly noticed the situation here and wanted to come to the rescue, but were firmly entangled by Chen Zhong and Chen Yi.

For a moment, they couldn’t break free.

“Crack~!”

At this moment, a crisp breaking sound came.

It almost drew the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

The scar-faced big man, the most central among the three Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists of the Dragon Scale Army, was staring dazedly at the long knife in his hand.

His long knife, under successive full-force chops, had actually broken.

At this very moment, Elder Daoist Ban Yuan seized the opportunity.

“Hahaha…!”

He laughed loudly, without the influence of the Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber, with a thought, the Red Slaughter Blade that had been repeatedly cut down by Xu Mujun swiftly spun back to his side.

With a ’puff’ sound, the Red Slaughter Blade pierced through the chest of the scar-faced big man right in front of him!

“Arrogant! Keep being arrogant!!!”

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan glared at this person, eyes full of murderous intent.

With a movement of his right index finger, the Red Slaughter Blade inserted into the scar-faced big man’s body suddenly rotated, shredding his heart and lungs!

“Tie Hu!”

“Bastard!”

The two beside let out an angry shout, their long knives once again slashing at the Protective Magical Shield, which already had cracks on its surface.

“Cough, cough cough, cough cough cough…”

“Go! Quickly go!”

Tie Hu roared, suddenly giving up the broken knife, grabbed one person in each hand, and threw them fiercely into the distance.

He was a Grandmaster Realm Martial Artist, so even with such a fatal wound, he could still hold on for several breaths.

A dying flash.

In that brief moment, he did three things.

The first thing was to throw his two comrades away.

The second thing was to reach into his chest and fiercely pull several cords.

The third thing was to open his arms and directly hug Elder Daoist Ban Yuan tightly!

Of course, a Protective Magical Shield was still floating on Elder Daoist Ban Yuan’s body surface, separating them by several inches.

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan furrowed his brows. What’s this mortal doing?

With shattered heart veins, he still wouldn’t die?

Moreover… why was there smoke coming out of his chest?

Confused, Elder Daoist Ban Yuan simply stopped caring, thinking it was just the futile rage of a mortal before death.

“Tie Hu!”

“Get out of here!”

The two in the distance shouted, wanting to rush up, but were tightly held back by other members of the Dragon-soaring Army who had caught up from behind.

“General, you can’t go!”

“Hehehe… Xu Mujun, if it weren’t for your son not wanting you dead, the old Daoist would have finished you long ago.”

“Since I have to spare your life, nobody said I had to spare the lives of your subordinates…!”

Elder Daoist Ban Yuan’s tone was elusive, with a move of the hand, the Red Slaughter Blade shot out again, rushing towards the remaining dozen members of the Dragon Scale Army.

“Die… boom!”

“Boom…!!!”

A violently intense explosion immediately drowned out his voice.

This explosion not only engulfed Elder Daoist Ban Yuan but also startled Xu Xuanwu and Liang Hongyu in the distance.

The two looked back and were stunned when they found that the location where Elder Daoist Ban Yuan originally stood was now filled with smoke, with a large hole appearing on the ground.

“Elder Daoist Ban Yuan?”

“What kind of magical artifact is this?”

The moment of distraction gave Chen Zhong and Chen Yi an opportunity.

With ghostly movements, they swiftly closed in, and the Phantom Ghost Claw landed crushingly on the two.

“Puff”

Xu Xuanwu blocked with a horizontal knife, but still couldn’t stop the Ghost Claw, and his whole body was sent flying several meters.

Liang Hongyu, however, wasn’t as lucky. The Ghost Claw bypassed his sword edge and directly clawed out a gaping Blood Blade on his chest.

“Courting death!”

Liang Hongyu cursed angrily, his long sword transforming into a sword curtain, enveloping Chen Yi within.

His eyes blazing with fury, wishing to tear Chen Yi into pieces!

In the distance, the two Dragon Scale Army Grandmaster Martial Artists who had survived the calamity climbed up from the ground, looking towards the direction of the explosion.

“Is he dead?”

“There were ten grenades in Tie Hu’s chest… didn’t expect it to come to this…”

“Get out of the way!”

A sudden shout came, and a black short blade shot out from the smoke, instantly piercing through the chest of one among them.

The short blade spun and slashed towards the second person, but by this time, Xu Mujun had already arrived.

With a bloody long knife in hand, he slashed down vertically once more. With a loud ’clang’, the bloody long knife in his hand finally couldn’t bear the weight and broke into two pieces.

The Red Slaughter Blade, with a mournful cry, dropped to the ground, bounced twice, and lost much of its spiritual energy, staggering back to Elder Daoist Ban Yuan’s feet, unable to move again.

“Damn!”

“Damn!!!”

“What kind of thing did you use to actually wound this Daoist!?”

As the smoke dispersed, Elder Daoist Ban Yuan was revealed.

Compared to before, he now appeared pitiful.

The Protective Magical Shield on him had been blown away, his body was pitch-black, and blood was overflowing everywhere.

His right hand was even blown to a bloody mess, with the broken bones clearly visible.

Xu Mujun said nothing, grabbing the broken knife and charging at Elder Daoist Ban Yuan again.

Ten grenades self-destructed, not only shattering his Protective Magical Shield but also cutting off his Red Evil Fire.

By this time, Elder Daoist Ban Yuan was at his wit’s end, and it was time to strike while he was down!

As Xu Mujun rushed over, the severely wounded Elder Daoist Ban Yuan’s eyes flashed with madness.

“Mortal! To have pushed this Daoist to such a point, you can be proud.”

“But… never underestimate a cultivator!”

With a roar, he spat out a mouthful of essence blood, which fell onto the Red Slaughter Blade.

“Buzz…!”

Nourished by the essence blood, the Red Slaughter Blade shot out swiftly, transforming into a blood-colored lightning that flashed past, faster than before, directly penetrating Xu Mujun’s body!

“Puff!”

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