All these attacks were completed in the blink of an eye.
The strong fist power set off a fountain of blood. Li Guangbi had been a general for many years, and his hands were stained with an unknown amount of blood. Behind him, there were numerous bones piled up.
When he used this punch, the focus was not on strength, but on using the majestic blood evil energy to summon the boundless battlefield spirit and overwhelm the opponent with momentum.
"Li Guangbi, you underestimate me. Since I dare to break into the Tang camp alone, I have someone to rely on."
Lu Yu murmured to himself, but his eyes became firmer.
In his mind, he seemed to have returned to the scene in his previous life when he fought alone on the battlefield.
In Lu Yu's previous life, he was ostracized and hunted by countless people. The sect regarded him as an evil cultivator, and the court regarded him as a traitor. Everywhere he went, he had to face countless pursuits.
What really made Lu Yu famous was an ancient battlefield, which was completely desolate. Lu Yu had no way to retreat and could only fight to the bitter end.
That battle was what truly made Lu Yu famous, and also made him countless enemies.
It can be said that in Lu Yu's previous life, he stepped on the bones of countless people.
It has nothing to do with good or evil, right or wrong. As long as you can become stronger in this world of cultivation, you will not hesitate even if you have mountains of corpses under your hands.
"You think you can scream in front of me with such evil aura just because you have been a general for many years, galloping around the battlefield and killing countless people?"
Between Lu Yu's eyebrows, there was a totem of a grimace and a skull, flashing past.
The overwhelming blood energy appeared from behind Lu Yu, and the god of the underworld, Dharma Prime, held chains in his hands, leading hundreds of millions of undead souls to this place.
At this moment, even the territory created by Li Guangbi seemed to be no longer stable and began to fluctuate violently.
Lu Yu stepped forward, and hundreds of millions of undead roared at the same time. Dark green light suddenly enveloped all directions. The surrounding area was no longer a battlefield, but turned into a netherworld.
Li Guangbi used blood evil energy to condense on his fists, and Lu Yu also used this method to fight back.
Lu Yu raised his hand, clenched his fist, and punched out violently. The roars of countless ghosts echoed in all directions.
"Ho ho ho—"
A series of deafening roars resounded in all directions.
In Li Guangbi's shocked eyes, hundreds of millions of undead souls not only swallowed up his blood evil energy, but even he himself was completely swallowed up.
The battlefield, the God of War Li Jing, all disappeared in this moment.
The boundary between the two of them was instantly broken, and everyone saw Li Guangbi's face turning pale as he flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
Li Guangbi was seriously injured. The blood armor on his body had exploded, and the clothes inside were soaked in dark red blood.
The commander-in-chief of the Tang Dynasty was so injured that he no longer had the strength to stand up. He could only rely on the support of the Tang army soldiers beside him to barely hold himself up.
"Li Shuai actually lost!"
Countless powerful people in the Tang Dynasty were dumbfounded.
They thought that if Li Guangbi took action, they could at least deal with Lu Yu for a while.
However, from the beginning of the fight between the two sides, it didn't take much time until now. Li Guangbi had been completely defeated.
Lu Yu's blood evil energy has invaded Li Guangbi's meridians.
With Lu Yu's evil spirit from his previous life, once it enters his body, that person is destined to die.
But Li Guangbi has been on the battlefield for a long time and is very familiar with this kind of evil spirit. He has even become immune to it and has managed to survive until now.