Han Bing and others showed joy, wondering which hidden master from the Dragon Country had arrived with such a formidable presence.
As the voice echoed, an old man appeared, standing beside Lu Fan. "Little fellow, I'm here to lend you a hand!"
"Old Eccentric!" Lu Fan exclaimed with delight. "You've been missing in Zhongzhou for so long, and now you finally show up?"
"What else could I do!" the Old Eccentric said helplessly. "With people from other nations acting so arrogantly, if I didn't step in, how could I face my countrymen!"
"It's you!"
Jian Ying exclaimed in surprise. "Aren't you the one our Dragon Group has been pursuing?"
The Old Eccentric glanced at him. "With a great enemy before us, do you intend to deal with me now?" Su Dan Xiao Shuo Wang
"Senior, you jest. We can barely protect ourselves, how dare we attack you," Jian Ying said with a hasty smile.
At this critical juncture, the Old Eccentric clearly stood on their side, and Jian Ying dared not offend him lightly; he was a lifeline.
Judging by the Old Eccentric's current aura, he was no ordinary expert. Having another Battle Spirit level powerhouse was crucial for them.
"I say, old man, this matter has nothing to do with you. Why must you get involved?"
Ouyang Qingmu said coldly, "If you leave now, perhaps there's still time!"
"That's laughable. I am a person of the Dragon Country. If you dare to set foot in our territory, how can I stand idly by?" the Old Eccentric retorted coldly.
"It's not a matter of knowing your limits!" Ouyang Qingmu sneered. "Do you think you can turn the tide of battle with your abilities?"
"How will you know if you don't try!" the Old Eccentric narrowed his eyes. "The girls from Hai Country are beautiful, but their hearts are as venomous as a scorpion's!"
"Hai Luosha members, listen up! Kill this old man first," Ouyang Qingmu commanded coldly.
Han Bing and the others also frowned. Although the Old Eccentric was not weak, forcibly dealing with them would not be easy.
"Leave these people to me. Go deal with that woman!" the Old Eccentric said, looking at Lu Fan. "Should be no problem, right?"
"No problem!" Lu Fan nodded. "But with so many experts, are you sure you can handle them alone?"
"Are you kidding me? I'm not made of mud," the Old Eccentric said, his expression turning cold as he lunged towards the crowd.
Jian Yu and the others were already heavily injured and dared not make a move. They had been worried, but seeing the Old Eccentric handle them with ease, they finally relaxed.
"This old man's strength is not weak; he should be able to hold them off for a while," Han Bing remarked. "It seems we misunderstood him earlier!"
"Indeed," Jian Ying agreed, blood still flowing from his body. Just moments ago, the three of them had faced numerous experts and nearly perished. If Lu Fan hadn't suppressed them, they wouldn't have escaped alive.
Ouyang Qingmu frowned. The Old Eccentric alone could contend with over ten Battle Spirit powerhouses. Such formidable strength was likely comparable to, if not exceeding, his own.
"It's your turn now!" Lu Fan narrowed his eyes. "I had reservations earlier, but not anymore. You'd better be prepared."
"We'll see who emerges victorious," Ouyang Qingmu said coldly.
Lu Fan said no more, unleashing a palm strike. Previously, Lu Fan had been distracted by the need to ensure everyone's safety, which prevented him from fully suppressing Ouyang Qingmu. Now, with the Old Eccentric holding the line, he could focus all his efforts, and defeating Ouyang Qingmu was not an insurmountable task.
Sensing Lu Fan's powerful offensive, Ouyang Qingmu's face turned ashen; he was clearly struggling to hold on.
Jian Ying's eyes gleamed. Even with their combined strength, the three of them might not have been able to defeat Ouyang Qingmu. Yet, Lu Fan was single-handedly suppressing him completely.
"Such powerful techniques!" Jian Ying exclaimed in awe. "No wonder the boss values him so highly!"
"Naturally!" Bei Dou chimed in. "If the boss himself were to act, he might not even be able to suppress him!"
"Hurry up, kid, I can't hold on much longer," the Old Eccentric called out. "These brats are skilled in dark arts, and I'm still recovering from my injuries!"
Lu Fan said nothing more, his internal energy surging wildly. He sent a palm strike directly towards Ouyang Qingmu's chest, forcing him to retreat continuously, spitting a mouthful of blood and his face turning even more ashen.
"How do you like that? This palm strike has some force, doesn't it?" Lu Fan narrowed his eyes. "You dared to trespass into the Dragon Country, and today you will never return!"
Ouyang Qingmu, severely injured, was no match for Lu Fan. With the Old Eccentric now joining the fray, he felt a desire to retreat.
It was likely that more experts from the Dragon Country would arrive soon, making it difficult for them to retreat unscathed.
With this thought, Ouyang Qingmu fled first, not daring to linger. He was no match for Lu Fan, and it was not the opportune moment to engage in a full-blown fight.
"It's not that easy to escape!"
Lu Fan stepped forward, grabbing at Ouyang Qingmu, only to find it was a piece of clothing. Ouyang Qingmu's figure had already vanished into the distance.
Lu Fan's brow furrowed. He stomped his foot on the ground, and a powerful shockwave instantly swept out.
Although Ouyang Qingmu had employed his dark arts, he was still impacted by the formidable shockwave, blood continuously trickling from his lips.
At this moment, the other assassins from Hai Luosha, sensing that the situation was dire, began to prepare for their escape.
"Old man, don't let them get away," Lu Fan said. "Anyone who dares to trespass into the Dragon Country will be pursued to the ends of the earth!"
"These brats are skilled in dark arts. Capturing them won't be easy," the Old Eccentric stated.
"No one is leaving today!"
Lu Fan took out his Bagua disk and began stepping around Baiyun Peak, seemingly condensing some formation.
This Bagua disk was a spiritual artifact that Lu Fan had acquired from an antique market. It could generate the Bagua formation, but it required sufficient time. With the Old Eccentric holding the line, he was buying Lu Fan valuable time.
"Quick hands!"
The Hai Luosha members sensed something was wrong and fled, but for some reason, their dark arts lost their effectiveness on Baiyun Peak, exposing them to everyone.
"I've been studying this Bagua Suolong Formation for a long time," Lu Fan said, his eyes narrowed. "Today, I'll let you witness its power!"
After speaking, Lu Fan unleashed a punch towards a Battle Spirit. Before the Battle Spirit could react, it met its demise. The others were instantly filled with panic.
Within the Bagua Suolong Formation, Lu Fan was like a god of war, while the Hai Luosha members were like lambs to the slaughter, being killed one by one within the formation, unable to even mount a basic resistance, greatly suppressed by the formation.
Ouyang Qingmu, having narrowly escaped death, gazed at the fallen Battle Spirit powerhouses on Baiyun Peak, his eyes filled with malice and an even greater killing intent towards Lu Fan.
In the blink of an eye, many experts from Hai Luosha met their end, and there were no longer any Hai Luosha members within Baiyun Peak.
Witnessing Lu Fan's god-like prowess, everyone's hearts surged with excitement and envy. Many Grandmasters were filled with admiration; without Lu Fan, they would likely have perished today.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Ouyang Qinghuo, engaged in a fierce battle with Long Aotian, received news from Ouyang Qingmu, his expression turning grim.