Chapter 320: Chapter 197: A Thousand Troops Routed, Five Elements Technique!

Yi Er?

Death Warrior?!

In an instant, Su Mu thought of many things, wanting to clear his thoughts, but his mind was in chaos.

With the death of the Purple Shirt, the mountainside became deathly silent. Previously, both sides seemed evenly matched, and Su Mu had even been turned into a bloodied figure under Purple Shirt’s sword.

It seemed that Purple Shirt had the advantage, but suddenly the situation reversed. The Taiping Dao Envoy killed the Purple Shirt Protector with a single spear thrust, still standing proudly and as if the previous fight had been mere child’s play with no real effort.

Until Purple Shirt’s complete fall, no one in the audience could react, and many even suspected their eyes, believing everything before them was just an illusion.

In the Black Mountain Army camp of thousands, you could hear a pin drop!

Just as Su Mu regained his composure and planned to examine Purple Shirt’s corpse.

"Purple Shirt... Lord Protector!"

A voice filled with grief and anger shrieked from behind Su Mu.

Among the five remaining Thousand Man Commanders on the scene, a slender swordsman tore from his head, tears falling like rain, his face contorted.

"I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you to avenge Lord Protector!"

This Thousand Man Commander of the Black Mountain Army charged at Su Mu like a madman. Unlike most, he was captivated by Purple Shirt to join the Black Mountain Army, unable to accept witnessing Purple Shirt’s brutal death.

But this also reminded Su Mu, restoring his spirit. Being at the Black Mountain Army’s camp, anything else could wait; rescuing people was the priority.

"A Sixth Grade and a Seventh Grade have been executed." Su Mu glanced at the few people on the steps, speaking in a low voice, "You Black Mountain Army still owe me seven Seventh Grades from Taiping Dao, so I’ll send you all on your way together!"

Su Mu calmly watched the swordsman charging at him, who seemed to have lost his mind due to Purple Shirt’s death, now swinging his sword chaotically, looking to die.

Thus, Su Mu chose to fulfill him, thrusting his Red Flame Spear without hesitation.

"Pfft!"

The spear transformed into a crimson thread that pierced through the night, stabbing through flesh, bone, and emerging from the chest, reducing another Thousand Man Commander of the Black Mountain Army.

After killing another with the spear, a complex expression crossed Su Mu’s face behind his mask. Years ago, he considered the Black Mountain Army a giant.

Just one Centurion under the Black Mountain Army could lead a massacre of Qingshui Town, where Master Zhou Mountain died at the hands of that Centurion. Su Mu barely managed to kill that Centurion with all his might.

And now, a few years later, Su Mu could kill a Thousand Man Commander above a Centurion with a single spear thrust.

These Black Mountain Rebel Army wouldn’t know that the man standing proudly among them, feared like a tiger and wolf by thousands, was just a nobody from Qingshui Town years ago.

"Envoy, spare my life!"

"If you spare my life, I’m willing to serve Taiping Dao... No, I’m willing to be your servant."

The remaining Thousand Man Commanders began to plead for mercy, their hearts filled with fear, lacking the courage to fight Su Mu. Su Mu ignored their pleas and continued with his spear.

Each spear killed a person, with blood spraying five steps.

Finally, Su Mu beheaded the dead Black Mountain Army Thousand Man Commanders with his Red Flame Spear, but did not touch Purple Shirt’s corpse. He strung the heads together, his voice hoarse and infused with Qi Blood.

"I am the Taiping Dao Envoy, here to avenge Sect Leader Gongsun; tonight the chief villain is dead, anyone holding a weapon within five breaths will die!"

"Anyone who tries to stop me will die!"

The voice echoed through the mountainside camp, and as the last word fell, Su Mu’s eyes swept the entire audience.

"Pata!"

The fresh blood dripped from the sugar-coated heads on the Red Flame Spear onto the ground, blooming into blood flowers with crisp yet sticky sounds, as if dropped in everyone’s hearts!

"The Purple Shirt Protector... several Thousand Man Commanders... are all dead!"

Hundreds, even thousands of pairs of eyes stared dumbfoundedly at the lone proud figure in the center of the blood pool, each face struck with terror, teeth chattering helplessly.

Until the sound of dripping blood awakened the first person from their stupor, uttering fear-laden pleas for mercy, and suddenly, there was a ’clang,’ as weapons hit the ground and reverberated.

Soon, the clanging became incessant, as Black Mountain Army soldiers began dropping their weapons.

Some were directly scared stiff, and when they met Su Mu’s cold gaze, they staggered back, then knelt down, begging for mercy.

The ferocious Black Mountain Army left in the camp were trembling in fear, none daring to attack the presence that seemed like a ’God of Death.’

Everything was like the last straw breaking morale.

Ultimately, the powder keg exploded, and the Black Mountain Army soldiers began to flee. First ten, then quickly spreading to hundreds. The scene turned chaotic, a complete jumble.

"Run, flee quickly!"

At this moment, even the deep-seated fire grew stronger, the flames skyrocketing, and the Black Mountain Rebel Army soldiers fled down the mountain.

Su Mu coldly watched, no longer attacking, for he wasn’t there to kill, but to rescue; the bandits were the Government Office’s concern.

Besides, he had more important things to do tonight.

Gulp!

Witnessing this, Wu Lie behind Su Mu swallowed hard, utterly shocked.

He never imagined that this man before him, this ’Taiping Dao Envoy,’ could be so powerful, having defeated the Black Mountain Rebel Army camp alone.

And as Su Mu looked towards the fire on the mountain, a sense of urgency crept in, yet he couldn’t act directly; he needed Uncle Wu behind him to speak up.