People would eventually become softhearted. Although most of the time, being softhearted would not bring about any serious consequences, sometimes, the consequences would be extremely terrible.
For example, the situation Guhan was facing now. Guhan, who was standing on a high place and looking into the distance, could clearly see some large figures rapidly approaching him from the ruins of Shen Yang City.
These figures were all more than five meters tall. It was obvious that they were not normal humans. This also meant that the Wu people that Guhan had been worried about had finally caught up.
"Everyone, gather and hide in the forest on the west side. Hurry!"
Guhan said loudly to the sword-bearers who were surrounding Old Chen's son's corpse and helping him dig a hole.
The sword-bearers were stunned when they heard this. Then, they looked into the ruins of Shen Yang City and immediately understood what had happened. They immediately followed Guhan's instructions and began to escape into the forest.
"Son … My precious son …" Old Chen turned a deaf ear to them. It was obvious that he was immersed in the grief of his son's death and could not care about what was happening in the outside world.
"Gu Xuanwu, knock that old man out and throw him into the forest. Protect the sword-bearers hiding inside!"
Guhan ordered Gu Xuanwu. Then, he prepared to face the Wu people alone … In fact, for Guhan, the best way was to escape. Guhan believed that with his body technique, he would definitely be able to shake off these damned Wu people.
But what about the Famed Sword Rank sword-bearers?
If Guhan and Gu Xuanwu ran away, the remaining eighteen Famed Sword Rank sword-bearers would most likely die. This was something that Guhan could not accept no matter what. It was too difficult for humans to train a Famed Sword Rank sword-bearer. If they died in the hands of the Wu people without making any contributions, this was something that Guhan could not accept no matter what.
Therefore, Guhan secretly made up his mind. Unless it was an enemy that was too strong to be defeated, Guhan would save as many sword-bearers as he could. He had to bring these sword-bearers to a safe place.
"No!
Go into the forest and let me deal with the Wu people! "
Unexpectedly, Gu Xuan Wu, who had always been obedient to Guhan, disobeyed Guhan for the first time and said, "Look at those Wu people carefully... Among the five groups, only the Wu people of the Qiang Liang tribe are above five meters tall. The Wu people of the Qiang Liang tribe are born to be good at hand-to-hand combat. They are very strong and difficult to deal with!"
"Besides, each of these Wu people has a one-meter long tail, which means that they are all Intermediate Level Wu people, and there are at least ten of them.
Just now, you already had a hard time dealing with two Middle Level Magi from the Zhu Rong Clan, you can never rival these ten Middle Level Wu people from the Qiang Liang Clan! "said Gu Xuanwu while pulling Guhan's hand.
"It's alright!
I have the Primal Chaos to split open the heavens, I can handle a mere dozen Intermediate Magi!
You're just a kid, so don't get involved in the battle. Just go and protect those sword-bearers! "Guhan said firmly.
"Kid!"
Gu Xuanwu sneered and said, "I look a bit older than you, why do you call me a kid?
Have you already admitted that I'm your daughter in your heart, so you're treating me like a kid? "
"..." Guhan was suddenly speechless by Gu Xuanwu's words.
Yes!
Gu Xuanwu indeed looked much older than Guhan. If Guhan hadn't already treated Gu Xuanwu as his own daughter, he wouldn't have called Gu Xuanwu a kid.
"Dad, your Primal Chaos Heaven Splitting Technique is indeed very powerful, but you didn't know that you clearly warned me in the sword manual you left behind.
The power of the Primal Chaos to split open the heavens comes from the deepest part of one's soul. Although it looks like a sword move, it will consume one's soul.
Therefore, this move can't be used continuously, or else it will greatly weaken one's soul. "
"Actually, it won't be too troublesome for me to deal with these Wu people. Don't forget that I can still use my Sword Essence. I'm still a genuine Famous Sword level sword-bearer. These Qiangliang Tribe's Wu people are nothing to me." Gu Xuanwu said indifferently.
"If that's the case, then go!"
Guhan nodded and said, "Get rid of them as fast as possible. I'm afraid that behind these Qiangliang Tribe's Wu people, there are even more Wu people rushing over."
Guhan looked at Gu Xuanwu's figure as he charged towards the Qiangliang Tribe's Wu people, "This kid is calling me dad, right?"
"Son … My precious son … Why did you leave dad … How am I supposed to live without you?" Meanwhile, Old Chen's sobbing voice reached Guhan's ears.
Guhan was upset when he heard this. He walked behind Old Chen and struck his Fengchi acupoint with his hand, knocking the mentally and physically exhausted old man unconscious. Guhan then brought him to the small forest.
"All of you, hide yourselves well. Don't expose yourselves, and don't let the Wu people discover you … You're not allowed to look at the battlefield with your eyes. Otherwise, the Wu people with sharp senses will discover your whereabouts through your eyes. When that happens, you'll all die together!" Guhan, who was also hiding in the forest, said to the sword-bearers.
When the sword-bearers heard that their gazes might allow the Wu people to discover their location, they immediately lowered their heads obediently and didn't dare to look at the battle outside the forest.
It was just that Gu Han, who told others not to watch, was actually paying close attention to the situation on the battlefield.
This was a lie that Gu Han had lied to them. Although there were indeed some Shamans who could sense the gazes of humans, those Shamans were definitely not like the burly and strong warriors in front of them.
Even if an infrared ray was shot at them, they wouldn't be able to detect it with their extremely thick nerves.
The reason why Guhan told the other sword-bearers not to look at the battlefield was that Gu Xuanwu was fighting with the Qiangliang Tribe's Wu people and had started to fight with the Sword Element.
Guhan didn't want the other sword-bearers to find out that Gu Xuanwu could use the Sword Element. Therefore, he could only lie to them to not pay attention to the battle.
Because of Guhan's order to finish the battle as soon as possible, Gu Xuanwu used all of his strength at the beginning of the battle without hiding anything.
He fully exerted his Chaos Swordsmanship. Even though he was besieged by over ten Qiangliang Tribe's warriors, he still didn't seem to be in a disadvantageous position. He even launched fierce counterattacks from time to time. Soon, two or three Qiangliang Tribe's warriors were killed by Gu Xuanwu.
The moment the dead bodies of the Wu people touched the ground, they would turn into a pool of blood and merge with the ground.
This meant that the Blood Essence in their bodies had returned to the Blood Essence of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery through the veins of the earth. As long as the Blood Essence was nurtured for a year or two, these dead warriors of the Qiang Liang Tribe would be reborn.
'In less than five minutes, Gu Xuanwu will be able to kill these Wu people!' Guhan thought to himself as he watched the battle.
Originally, Guhan couldn't watch Gu Xuanwu's Chaos Swordsmanship. If Guhan had watched Gu Xuanwu's Chaos Swordsmanship, some of the sword moves that Guhan hadn't created would be left in Guhan's mind … This wasn't a good thing for Guhan. Instead, it was like a ditch that could restrict the flow of water, limiting Guhan's creation of Chaos Swordsmanship to this ditch.
However, the situation was different now because Guhan had created Chaos Swordsmanship with his own strength.
At this moment, Guhan realized that Gu Xuanwu hadn't learned the essence of Chaos Swordsmanship at all. He had only learned a little bit of it.
However, this little bit could no longer affect him, who had already created Chaos Swordsmanship. It was just like how a ditch couldn't restrict the flow of the Yangtze River.
What Guhan didn't know was that behind him, there was a pair of bright eyes that didn't listen to Guhan's order to close. Instead, they were watching the entire battlefield attentively. Her mouth was wide open and didn't close at all.
… …
"Sir Kuafu!
Our tribe's warriors are in a tough battle. Eight of them have already returned to the arms of Zu Wu. I'm afraid the remaining four warriors won't be able to hold on for long. "
In a battlefield filled with battle cries, an old Wu people whose body was so thin that his bones could be seen was floating in the air. He was talking to a 20-meter tall giant Wu people.
"What?
Our brave and invincible warriors have been defeated by a group of ordinary humans who haven't gone through the flag planting ceremony? "
The Sorcerer called Kuafu said in a low voice. Every time he opened and closed his mouth, a hurricane-like storm would form. It was as if rain had fallen on half of the battlefield.
"According to the incomplete memories of the warriors' souls, they were defeated by a swordmaster who could use the sword element normally." The old man continued. This old man was the great sorcerer of the Wu people.
In the Wu people's tribe, sorcerers were a very special existence.
Other than being able to fly, sorcerers didn't have any other combat abilities. Even an ordinary person could kill a sorcerer with a sword.
However, sorcerers were the most important characters in the Wu people's tribe. Only they could communicate with the souls of the dead warriors and read the remaining memories in their souls.
The great sorcerers of the tribe were even more impressive. They could communicate with the suppressed 12 Zu Wu and receive the orders of the 12 Zu Wu … Even the great sorcerers of the 12 Zu Wu's tribe didn't dare to disobey the orders of these great sorcerers. This was because these orders represented the will of the Zu Wu.