Zhuge Li and other generals who came from literary and educational families were useless.

The merits they relied on for promotion were all bizarre, nothing more than "suppressing mountain bandits" and the like.

When it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, they are all top experts; but when it comes to fighting, they are all eloquent but empty-handed.

Wang Pu was furious. After discussing for a while without any result, he drove them all out and only left a few disciples of the Battle Demon Hall.

"This is getting tricky." Wang Pu patted his neck vigorously and said with a wry smile, "The rebels in Anping Prefecture are their people; the ones who urged us to quell the rebellion are also their people."

"Lu Yi has issued a reprimand order. He holds the emperor's staff in his hand. If he is really determined, he can kill me first and then report to me!"

Wang Pu smiled bitterly and said, "How can those thieves be so shameless?"

A disciple of the Battle Demon Hall laughed dryly and said soothingly, "It's okay, it's okay. In a few days, the reinforcements from the sect will arrive. When they arrive, they will kill the three puppies directly. Hey, we can still get those tens of thousands of elite troops."

Wang Pu was still scratching his head in annoyance. "I didn't expect that marching and fighting would be such a troublesome matter. The elite city defense troops that we have painstakingly trained can't defeat a group of rioters. This doesn't make sense at all."

After a pause, Wang Pu asked, "Did the sect bring back the holy medicine?"

A disciple of the Battle Demon Hall nodded: "Among the division commanders who came to reinforce this time, there are ten people in the Fiery Flame Realm and three people in the Half-Step Golden Lotus Realm. The holy medicine they brought is enough for a million people... As long as we are willing to sacrifice those soldiers, it will be enough for us to build an invincible army."

Wang Pu's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "At this point, what else is there to be reluctant about? If we don't pacify Anping Prefecture, not only will those thieves be proud, but my position in the court will also be affected... If I am replaced by someone else..."

All the disciples of the Battle Demon Palace frowned at the same time.

Wang Pu was the representative of their Battle Demon Hall in the court of Dayin, and was the most respected disciple. In this era of great strife, having an important official as a disciple in the court was of great significance to the sect.

If Wang Pu was really driven out of office for his failure to quell the rebellion, it would be a huge loss to the War Demon Palace.

Stamping his feet fiercely, a disciple of the Battle Demon Hall gritted his teeth and said, "This is the only way. Tomorrow, my fellow disciples and I will charge again... Using the Bloodthirsty Fighting Method, even if it costs us energy, we must kill more thieves and at least wipe out the rioters outside Anping Pass."

The expressions of all the disciples of the Battle Demon Palace were solemn, and their eyes were extremely complicated.

In today's world, the spiritual power of heaven and earth has collapsed. The fact that they have achieved their current level of cultivation is due to their hard work in the mountain gate, accumulating and honing it bit by bit.

I have been following Wang Pu these days, and to be honest, when they were fighting with the outer disciples of the Vajra Temple, both sides only used the most basic skills, and were reluctant to use some methods that would seriously damage their vitality or even their foundation.

But seeing that Wang Pu was in danger...no matter what, they would have to fight for their lives tomorrow.

The sect’s rules are strict. If they have made enough contributions, I think they will get a lot of rewards when the time comes to judge their merits.

"Tomorrow, we will go all out. If there are any life-saving items given by our commander, we should not hide them." A person walking outside the Battle Demon Hall said coldly, "Also, we should put more people on the western wall... I always feel a little uneasy."

Wang Pu smiled and waved his hand: "Please rest assured about this. Anping Prefecture is the territory that my Wenjiao family has managed for more than ten years. Although those rioters were lucky enough to capture some cities, they don't have the ability to really capture Anping Prefecture."

"In war, you can't just rely on those thieves and some skilled fighters to be invincible."

It seemed that he had received news that the masters of the Battle Demon Palace would come to help, and Wang Pu inexplicably regained his confidence in his "martial arts strategy". He was in high spirits while talking and laughing, and seemed to be quite complacent.

The white fog spread rapidly in the streets.

Da Huang walked slowly beside Lu Yi, occasionally letting out a low roar from his throat.

Wherever they passed, the patrol teams were followed by alert fierce dogs. However, when they heard Da Huang's roar from afar, the fierce dogs all tucked their tails between their legs, lowered their heads, and ignored Da Huang and Lu Yi who were passing by in the white fog.

High in the sky, a large parrot was circling.

On the ground, the caracals were moving at high speed.

On the way, Lu Yi captured a mid-level officer of the riot suppression army, dragged him into an alley, and used his bone-breaking skill to make the officer honestly reveal Wang Pu's base.

After knocking the officer unconscious and leaving him in the alley, Lu Yi came to Wang Pu's residence.

This is a huge yard.

There are watchtowers and arrow towers around, with sentinels and archers on duty at night.

There were patrol teams constantly moving around the yard.

At the gate of the yard, there were more than a dozen large braziers lined up, filled with lamp oil. The flames were blazing, illuminating the entire area in front of the gate.

Lu Yi took out the small windmill and shook it gently.

A spiritual light rippled in his mind, and a few wind patterns lit up on the small windmill. An evil wind rose from the ground, and blew past with a "rustling" sound. More than a dozen large braziers were blown up by the strong wind, and large amounts of kerosene with flames were poured onto the hundred or so heavily armored soldiers standing in front of the door.
Dozens of heavily armored soldiers were covered in burning kerosene.

They let out low groans, quickly dropped their weapons, and quickly slapped their bodies with their hands, which were covered with wisps of black smoke.

The burning high-temperature kerosene was completely extinguished in the blink of an eye by their fingers.

Lu Yu raised his eyebrows.

A tall and strong man in golden armor suddenly jumped out from behind the gate. He said in a deep voice: "Be careful, the wind is blowing strangely, beware of someone..."

Lu Yi raised the small windmill in his hand.

With a sharp whistling sound, the small windmill spun, and dozens of palm-sized wind blades were ejected at high speed, following a rapidly changing zigzag trajectory, flying forward erratically.

Dozens of disciples from the Battle Demon Hall who were busy trying to put out the fire on their bodies were caught off guard. Flying knives flew across their necks at high speed. A thin line of blood appeared on their necks, and then blood spurted out like a fountain, "hissing" several feet away.

The man in golden armor yelled: "Enemy..."

He wanted to dodge.

But Lu Yi stepped on the strong wind and flew out from the alley with a white mist wrapped around his body. The small windmill in his hand was spinning, and pieces of wind blades kept flying out, covering the vital parts of his body.

The big man in golden armor couldn't dodge in time, and the wind blade tore through his armor and cut into his body with a "swish" sound.

The big man in golden armor did not bother to roar out the complete word "enemy attack". He held his breath and gathered his energy. A large amount of black smoke surrounded his body. His body suddenly grew more than a foot taller, his muscles bulged, and faint black lines appeared underneath.

The wind blade that easily killed dozens of disciples of the Battle Demon Hall cut two inches into the muscles of the man in golden armor and could no longer advance an inch.

Lu Yi's pupils narrowed.

The big man in golden armor grinned fiercely, raised his head and glared at Lu Yi deeply.

Just as he stared, the caracal leaped out from the mist. On each of its four paws, sharp silver-white claws, more than an inch long, protruded, and it slashed and scratched around with a cold glow.

The man in golden armor screamed miserably as his specially thick triple golden armor was cut into pieces. Then his entire body was torn into pieces by the caracals in an instant.

The caracal fell heavily to the ground, let out a "haha" roar from its throat, raised its right paw, and swung it forward fiercely.

There was a clanging sound like the collision of gold and jade, and a few white cold lights shot out from the caracal's claws, turning into a three-foot-long light knife that slashed at the gate of the courtyard, directly tearing the half-foot-thick gate and the iron bolt as thick as a bucket behind the door apart like cutting tofu.

Da Huang jumped up and slammed into the door like a battering ram.

"Bang!"

The entire gate of the courtyard fell off the door frame and flew backwards for more than thirty feet along the ground, bringing with it a gust of evil wind.

The yard behind the gate was already densely packed with elite soldiers. Suddenly, the entire gate slammed in front of them, and the sound of broken bones was heard. The gate swept across the array in the yard, and created a bloody alley three meters wide and more than thirty meters long.

Dahuang fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Then it suddenly saw the horrific scene of blood flowing like a river behind the door. It shuddered, turned around with its tail between its legs, and ran behind Lu Yi with a "whoosh", hiding itself timidly.

An extremely human expression appeared on its dog's face - 'Such a cruel thing has nothing to do with me'!

A gentle "crackling" sound came from the sky, and strands of fire as thick as green beans fell like arrows, like spring rain. In an instant, fires were everywhere in Wang Pu's residence.

The wind suddenly rose up, and the fire spread in all directions.

The temperature of this fire was more than ten times higher than that of ordinary firewood flames. Wherever the fire passed, houses and gardens were quickly engulfed in flames, and half of the sky was burned red.

Roars, shouts, and heavy footsteps were heard everywhere, and countless soldiers from the riot-suppression army rushed to the rescue from all directions.

But the fog was getting thicker.

Along with the alligator snapping turtle's muffled breathing, a biting cold air burst out from the white mist. The closer the soldiers who had just changed into spring clothes got to Wang Pu's residence, the more biting cold they felt. Many of them were shivering with cold and couldn't even hold on to their weapons, which all fell to the ground with a crash.

Lu Yi soared into the air, stepped on the flowing wind, took a step forward and covered several dozen feet. He walked straight through the gate of the courtyard and broke into the yard.

In the front yard, a large group of soldiers recovered from the shock of the collision of the gate. Some of them drew their bows and shot dozens of arrows at Lu Yi. However, before the arrows could get close to Lu Yi's body, they were blown away by a gust of wind without a trace.

On the small building, Wang Pu and several disciples of the Battle Demon Hall opened the window and looked at Lu Yi who was rushing towards them as fast as a meteor. At the same time, their eyes were focused on the small windmill in Lu Yi's hand.

"How dare this fellow!"

Lu Yi looked up and saw Wang Pu, and the next moment, a vast river of green wind blades swept across the entire building.