Why do I have so many masters?

Although standing in their way was just one person.

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, suddenly a clattering sound came from behind, Lv Guanhong stumbled out clutching a knife. His face was still somewhat flustered, and he said:

"I, I'll also follow..."

"I can't just run away with those three people, right?"

"Besides, attracting the pursuers was originally my problem."

The old man's voice sank a bit.

Wang Anfeng was silent for a moment, then said:

"Then, follow behind me..."

"Let's break through together."

"Alright!"

Perceiving the difference in the two opposite them, the opposing Cavalry General's expression was slightly cautious. He raised his right hand, and the cavalry behind him suddenly began to disperse, forming a formation. Qi Mechanism surged, hundreds of men united as one, transforming into a gray wolf, howling with its head raised over the military formation.

The breath of the cavalry gradually merged into one, and there was no more fear in their hearts.

The Cavalry General shouted violently:

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Accompanied by the roars of fury, fear was driven away, and between Heaven and Earth, there was a killing intent. All the cavalry charged uniformly, urging their mounts, leveling their cavalry spears, and eighty percent of the military formation's Qi Mechanism converged onto the leading Sixth Rank Cavalry General, with an awe-inspiring momentum.

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, his body slightly bent.

The cavalry formation charged head-on.

"Each for his lord..."

"Disregard life and death!"

Wang Anfeng's tense body exploded in an instant, his right foot stamped on the ground, and he charged against them. Just before the confrontation, he gave a shudder, the short stick in his hand thrusting fiercely, infused with all the force around him, his essence, energy, and spirit united as one.

This was used by the Heavenly Sword's disbandment.

This is the swordsmanship taught by the teacher.

This is Qingfeng Edge Sword Intent, this is the Heavenly Mountain's sword sweeping the cold autumn.

This is one sword, sending the disbandment!

'Sword Edge' fiercely thrust out, colliding with the spear point.

A slight dead silence ensued, followed by a visible surge of Qi Mechanism ripples. The three who had stealthily escaped to the back mountain heard the loud boom, turned back sharply, and saw the violent wave of Qi Mechanism stirring like a tide.

A layer of Qi Mechanism swept swiftly across the earth and sky.

One man's strength, confronting the charge of an army.

Even if it was only for an instant, it still left the young man gasping for breath, his eyes wide open.

The strength of a Martial Arts master was truly revealed without reservation.

Wang Anfeng felt the swelling pain of Qi Mechanism in his chest and abdomen, his pupils gleaming darkly, his body shifting, leaping into the air. The short stick in his right hand slanted sharply, brushing against the spear's tip in a counterattack, landing heavily on the military general's abdomen.

Another shout erupted.

"Go down with me!"

The latter's expression changed drastically, the military general coughed blood and retreated. Wang Anfeng's still unhealed wounds burst, blood soaking his clothes. He felt no pain; instead, he felt exhilarating, let out a long howl, seized the opportunity as the military formation was broken and had not regrouped, and charged into it.

Lv Guanhong followed closely, his heart pounding fiercely.

He had never witnessed such a confrontation!

Charging headlong into the battlefield, continuously advancing, reaching old age only to experience such things. In his heart, he felt only fear. Amid the fear, he also felt exhilarating without knowing it. He was already covered with wounds, and he didn't know how many people he had repelled.

All around was darkness, wherever he looked, he saw only enemies.

He only knew to charge forward, oblivious to how much time had passed, and suddenly a light appeared in front, banishing that sense of darkness completely. The old man took two bewildered steps forward and found the ground littered with broken weapons.

Opponents either unconscious or dead.

More cavalry were injured, their faces full of fear, watching the two of them, their warhorses slowly stepping back, then, when Wang Anfeng's weapon started to wail, someone screamed in panic, turned and fled.

The remaining cavalry's morale dissipated like water flowing eastward, fleeing entirely.

The main general was broken.

Casualties too great, no progress achieved.

No matter how elite the knights were, they were not soulless automatons unaware of fear. Faced with such an opponent, fear had occupied all other emotions in their hearts, instinct controlled their bodies, scattering in all directions.

Lv Guanhong's breath was rapid, his palm trembling slightly, the blood-stained saber falling to the ground with a clang, then he sat directly on the ground, having been somewhat exhausted by this first encounter with such intense slaughter and battle.

He saw the bloodstained Great Qin doctor in front turn around, his expression calm, asking:

"Scared?"

The old man panted, not knowing how many times, he almost thought he was going to die. Now the fear he was suppressing emerged, causing his legs to feel weak. Unsure if he was laughing or cursing, he said:

"Scared, you punk!"

"I'm already of old age, and I have to go crazy with you here? This is a military formation... charging head-on, are you mad?"

"Why should I go crazy with you!"

The voice paused for a moment, then the old man suddenly laughed, muttering:

"However, this is not bad, a madman? I think I understand you two's words, stagnant water, stagnant water, it seems that in the Jianghu of Parthia, what's missing are lunatics who are not afraid of those noble powers, right?"

"However, no matter what, we've won, haven't we?"

"Then let's go quickly."

Lv Guanhong braced himself, intending to rise, when suddenly a hand extended in front of him. The old man paused, then looked at the cold-faced doctor ahead, unable to hold back a smile, grasped that hand, finding it steady and strong, pulling him firmly to his feet.

Lv Guanhong stood upright, scoffing: