142: Crush, leaving no one behind

“Shit, everyone attack, kill them!” Lord Kim Min-jun was completely enraged by such contempt, roaring with a ferocious expression, “Chop the men into pieces and feed them to the dogs! Capture that woman alive, I want to enjoy her tonight!”

At his command, hundreds of enemy Soldiers, emboldened, shouted and charged forward.

“Courting death.”

Mo Yan calmly uttered four words.

He didn’t even bother to lift his eyelids, merely instructing Bai Lingyue beside him: “Spiritual Moon, clear the field, quick battle, quick resolution.”

These trash weren’t worth his personal intervention.

“Yes, my Lord.”

Bai Lingyue smiled sweetly, lightly raised her jade hand, and an astonishing chill erupted around her body.

“Ice Seal for a Thousand Miles!”

A deep blue cold current, with her at its center, swept forward!

The dozens of enemies at the very front, their ferocious grins still on their faces, were instantly frozen into lifelike ice sculptures by this cold current.

Crack!

Crack!

The subsequent enemies had no time to brake, crashing into these ice sculptures and shattering their comrades into a pile of ice shards.

In just an instant, their charging formation fell into disarray.

Everyone was stunned by this display of power.

The color drained from Lord Kim Min-jun and Park Zhiyu’s faces, their eyes bulging as if they might pop out.

Just one move, and dozens of their Soldiers were incapacitated!

What level of skill was this?

Their proud numerical advantage was simply a joke in front of the other party.

“The other side actually has a hero?! Run, we can’t win!”

Park Zhiyu was the first to react, screaming heartbreakingly, then turned to flee.

Lord Kim Min-jun also woke up as if from a dream, scrambling and crawling to follow behind him.

They couldn't even muster the courage to resist.

Mo Yan looked at their pathetic retreating figures, his eyes showing no emotion.

He turned his head to look at Gun Gun, who was dragging a bamboo and looking at him expectantly.

“Gun Gun.”

“Gulu?” Gun Gun lifted its furry head, its eyes full of confusion.

“Those two, they’re yours.”

“Alrighty!”

Gun Gun became excited and charged out.

Its speed was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen!

Lord Kim Min-jun and Park Zhiyu, who were desperately fleeing, only felt a gust of wind from behind them.

“What is it?” Lord Kim Min-jun subconsciously turned his head.

He only saw an enlarged panda face, getting closer and closer to him.

Before he could react, a green bamboo stick smacked him squarely in the face.

Bang!

Lord Kim Min-jun flew horizontally like a sandbag, spinning seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air before heavily hitting the ground, his face a mess, teeth mixed with bloody foam flying out, and he instantly fainted.

“Minjun!” Park Zhiyu was scared to the point of his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

He wanted to run, but Gun Gun's speed was far too fast for him.

Gun Gun deftly dodged and blocked his path.

“You… don’t come any closer!” Park Zhiyu tremblingly raised his large saber towards the seemingly harmless panda in front of him.

“Gulu! Bad guy!”

Gun Gun tilted its head, thinking about how to deal with him.

Park Zhiyu seized the opportunity, roared, and with all his might, swung his saber at Gun Gun’s head.

He would use the life of this beast to carve out a bloody path for himself!

Clang!

A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.

Park Zhiyu felt his tiger’s mouth go numb from the shock, and when he looked closely, he was completely stunned.

His large saber, made of fine steel, had struck Gun Gun’s forehead, and yet… not even a single hair had been cut off!

Instead, there was a chip in the blade.

“How… is this possible?” Park Zhiyu couldn’t believe what was happening before his eyes.

Gun Gun rubbed the spot where it was hit; it was displeased.

It kicked its short legs and leaped high into the air.

Soaring Sky Strike!

Park Zhiyu only saw a black shadow, accompanied by the sound of rushing wind, smashing fiercely towards his head.

He closed his eyes in despair.

“Gun Gun, stop.”

Park Zhiyu did not feel the expected intense pain; he slowly opened his eyes.

He found that the bamboo in Gun Gun’s hand had stopped just above his forehead.

His legs gave way, and he directly collapsed onto the ground, a dark wet stain quickly spreading across his crotch.

He was actually scared into peeing by a young panda.

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence.

And those enemy Soldiers were completely broken.

The Soldiers brought by Lord Kim Min-jun and Park Zhiyu, seeing one of their lords unconscious and the other scared into peeing, their psychological defenses completely collapsed.

“Devils! They are devils!”

“Run!”

Someone shouted first, and the remaining hundred-plus Soldiers immediately scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing frantically in all directions, even throwing away their weapons.

They just wanted to get as far away from this place as possible.

Bai Lingyue looked at the fleeing Soldiers, a cold, disdainful light flashing in her eyes.

She lightly raised her jade hand, and the surrounding air temperature plummeted.

“Trying to run?”

As her voice fell, dozens of sharp ice cones condensed out of thin air, shooting towards the most densely packed direction of the crowd!

Pfft! Pfft!

The dozen or so Soldiers at the very front didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly pierced by the ice cones, their bodies frozen into ice blocks, falling heavily to the ground and shattering into a pile of ice shards.

Icy death instantly choked everyone’s throats.

Mo Yan looked at the scattering enemies, his eyes devoid of any warmth: “Gun Gun, kill them all.”

“Okay!”

Gun Gun cheered, activated Qingyang Bamboo Shadow Skill, and charged into the fleeing crowd.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The power of Soaring Sky Strike, even when wielded casually, was simply not something these ordinary Soldiers could withstand.

The bamboo struck people with a dull, explosive sound; enemies hit by it instantly had their bones broken and tendons snapped, or were even blasted apart in mid-air, turning into blood mist.

For a time, the battlefield was a scene of chaos, with screams rising and falling.

Gun Gun’s figure charged left and right through the crowd, like a fierce tiger charging into a sheep pen, its efficiency astonishing.

The Soldiers who miraculously survived, seeing this scene, were completely terrified.

In just a few short minutes, the entire battlefield quieted down.

Zhang Hu and his Soldiers were all dumbfounded.

The enemies they had just been fighting desperately, resisting with their lives, were so vulnerable in front of Lord and the two heroes.

Is this Lord’s power?

A more fervent worship ignited in the eyes of all the Soldiers.

Mo Yan walked into the battlefield and came before Park Zhiyu, who was already pale with fright.

He looked down at the man slumped on the ground, his eyes as indifferent as ice.

“Now, can you tell me who you are and why you appeared here?”

His voice was very calm, without a ripple.

But to Park Zhiyu’s ears, it was more terrifying than a demon’s whisper.

Park Zhiyu felt as if he was being stared at by an ancient Vicious Beast, his whole body trembling like a sieve, his teeth chattering, making a “clack-clack” sound.

“I… I’ll tell… I’ll tell everything…”

He dared not hide anything, revealing everything he knew.