As Lu Chao fought for his life... AAAH!
A scream of agony ripped from the throat of a Yan Soul Guard. Lu Chao had finally killed one of them.
But Lu Chao didn't stop. He continued his slaughter, charging and fighting with wild abandon, heedless of his own injuries.
Looking up at the sky above the North City Gate, one would see a Flying Feather Black Eagle moving at terrifying speed, repeatedly charging a dozen or so Flying Wolves and weaving between them without pause.
This tactic, however, left both the Flying Feather Black Eagle and Lu Chao vulnerable. One wrong move, and they could both be killed.
But Lu Chao couldn't afford to worry about that. His only thought was to kill, trading injury for his enemies' lives.
In the blink of an eye... AAAAAGH!
Several more Yan Soul Guards fell. A sudden terror gripped the survivors; Lu Chao's ferocity had broken their nerve.
