The horned warrior raised the massive leg bone club in his hand, its surface glowing with a bloody light as he fiercely smashed it toward the An Nan City officer standing before him.

Jing Wei dodged the attack, his longsword striking three times, twice deflecting the bone club aside to crash onto the ground, and the third time piercing the horned warrior's wrist, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.

Rumble~ The ground trembled, and the city walls shook.

The horned warrior paid no attention to the wound on his wrist, lifting the bone club, leaving a half-meter-deep pit in the ground.

The blood light on the bone club flowed to his wrist, and the wound quickly healed. Without waiting for it to completely recover, the horned warrior lifted the bone club and swept it horizontally toward Jing Wei.

The wound on his wrist splattered blood due to the intense exertion.

Jing Wei used his body technique, nimbly dodging the sweeping attack, his longsword continuously striking, leaving gashes on the horned warrior's body.

A nimble, agile offensive swordsman battling a powerful but slightly less flexible horned masked warrior.

No one dared to approach their duel zone, for although Jing Wei's sword light seemed only to cause minor injuries to the horned warrior, any stray sword light that struck the city wall fifty meters away could cleave through half of it.

Strikes from either side were enough to kill a Sea of Qi realm warrior three or four times over.

Whoosh~ A figure riding a giant wolf appeared on the battlefield, simultaneously with a Core Formation realm expert surrounded by flames.

A small giant of the barbarian tribe, his neck adorned with fangs and a skull belt at his waist, appeared on the battlefield, as a third Core Formation realm expert emerged on the city walls.

...

As the battle stalemated, more experts appeared on the battlefield.

The human Core Formation realm martial cultivators tried to move the battle into the air, but unfortunately, the barbarian experts disregarded their own kin's safety, refusing to take the fight to the skies.

On the other hand, they were not accustomed to aerial battles, and despite having the ability to fly, they mostly adhered to their previous battle methods.

Many of the Air Controlling realm martial cultivators had begun retreating to the city walls, staying well clear of the range of these experts' battles; those remaining below were mostly Sea of Qi realm cultivators who could fly and quickly disengage and retreat.

Those who retreated to the city walls did not exit the battle entirely; some formed battle arrays, pooling their strength to amplify a single expert, who would then venture into combat while they provided support from behind.

There were also Air Controlling realm martial cultivators who launched attacks from the walls downwards, which they hadn't done much because channeling spiritual power off the body to perform techniques consumed a lot of power.

It wouldn't take many attempts for an Air Controlling realm cultivator to deplete their internal spiritual power.

The number of people on the city walls increased, and the battlefield grew increasingly chaotic, significantly reducing the likelihood of Lu Yu being targeted.

He returned to the city walls, and, standing at the back, found relying on perception to lock onto targets was no longer effective due to the battlefield's chaos, where numerous powerful auras divided the scene. Thus, Lu Yu's not particularly strong perception could not distinguish targets among the tumult.

Continuing to rely on perception for fighting risked injuring allies.

He glanced at the white line appearing on the horizon; unbeknownst to him, it was almost dawn.

Beneath the walls, the once-frenzied barbarian natives and beasts, now regaining reason, seemed to trend toward retreat, and their assault weakened considerably.

It wasn't just because of the coming dawn; another reason was because the numerous experts divided the battlefield, preventing their forces' collective charges and forming effective offensives.

"Good! Dawn is near, everyone keep going!" someone shouted.

"Hold on, everyone! Once it's daylight, they'll retreat!" another encouraged.

The people on the walls squeezed out the last of their internal spiritual power, forming an attack that blasted down, scattering the natives and beasts below the walls.

Lu Yu unleashed his full power, instantly condensing three Celestial Falling Bright Flame bullets, continuously showering golden light rain from his hands.

The golden flame bullets, under his control, could even bend to accurately hit every enemy.

Taking advantage of the moment, he hurriedly harvested a wave of enemies.

Boom! A figure was sent flying, smashing through the city wall fifty meters away and disappearing amidst the rising dust.

It was unclear whether they were dead or had seized the opportunity to retreat.

After the first figure was sent flying, many of the barbarian experts involuntarily began to withdraw. Core Formation realm barbarian experts weren't easy to kill; the person who was sent flying didn't appear, indicating they had retreated.

The City Lord of An Nan City appeared on the walls, a powerhouse of the Distraction realm, who had previously been dealing with the aftermath caused by the totem avatars, and only after resolving them did he appear here.

Yang Annan gazed down at the few Core Formation realm southern barbarian natives below. This time, the southern barbarian invasion had severely impacted An Nan City's reputation, and if several native experts were not killed, the city would lose face.

Feeling the City Lord's intent, the Core Formation realm experts, who had been aiming to delay the fight, unleashed their real strength, attempting to slay the Core Formation realm southern barbarian natives.

"Wind God Sword!"

Jing Wei shouted as cracks appeared in his longsword, emitting azure light that grew increasingly intense.

Bang~ A brand-new Wind God Sword appeared in his hand, its sword light swirling nonstop, wind power encircling the blade as if ready to unleash a super tornado across the heavens and earth.

"Thousand Blades Demon Slaying!"

With a single strike, the Wind God Sword transformed into countless azure light swords, descending upon the horned masked warrior, each phantom leaving a deep, bone-revealing cut on his body.

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