Peerless Taoist

Breaking the high interest, punishing the greedy, had already given Lu Yu enough people and morale.    

And on the frontlines, the strength that Lu Yu displayed had already convinced all the soldiers.    

In the army, strength was respected. Ever since Wen Xing Hou was trapped, the entire Heavenly Vision Pass had lost its backbone. Although Song Qingfeng was known as the number one strategist, he was still a civil servant and did not have sufficient strength.    

And with Lu Yu's divine strength, killing Demon Emperor Xuan with a single arrow not only made the demons tremble in fear, but also made many of the Great Generals present dumbfounded.    

"No wonder he is the top scholar. I wonder how those geniuses of the Imperial Capital are going to face such a technique on the Imperial Examinations!"    

When Yin Tianming saw Lu Yu, a sense of shame emerged in his heart out of nowhere.    

When Lu Yu had just arrived, he was actually jealous. He thought that Lu Yu was young and looked down on Lu Yu.    

But just now, Lu Yu had used the God of Descendants Arrow. It was absolutely stunning.    

Yin Tianming asked himself, even if he broke through another level, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to use such a technique.    

"It's just that my lord's injuries haven't healed yet. Otherwise, those stinky fish, rotten shrimps, all of them would have died."    

On the contrary, only Leng Wuxiang remained calm.    

He had followed Lu Yu all the way here and had seen Lu Yu killing gods and buddhas, and even hiding Daolord's strength. It wasn't surprising for him to be able to use this arrow.    

When they heard Leng Wuxiang's words, the group of generals beside him were shocked. Could it be that Lu Yu's strength wasn't at its peak yet?    

Then, how powerful was he at the peak of his strength?    

Song Qingfeng saw that Lu Yu's face was a little pale and said, "Master Lu, you have worked hard and made great contributions. Men, send Master Lu to rest."    

Lu Yu did not refuse and nodded.    

He was the same as Leng Wuxiang. He had only recovered about seventy to eighty percent.    

The medicine didn't have such a heaven-defying effect. The fact that it could recover to this extent was entirely due to the support of Lu Yu's peak Martial Saint body.    

Whether it was the Purple Flame Burning Heaven or the Heaven Opening Divine Arrow, they both consumed a great deal of magic.    

The Tang army's attack paused for a moment, and the corpses of countless Great Yu soldiers were carried down from the city wall.    

Some of the soldiers were seriously wounded and sent down in a hurry, but they could only line up in a long line and wait for treatment.    

There was a shortage of doctors in the city, and even the doctors in charge of the various medicine halls had been conscripted to the frontlines.    

But even so, there were still too many injured people.    

Some of the soldiers had already stopped breathing while they were waiting for treatment.    

Not all cultivators knew how to concoct pills to treat their injuries. Humans had limited energy, and most cultivators only knew a few offensive spells in their lifetime.    

"Lord Lu, don't worry, we'll send our best doctors to treat your wounds." Song Qingfeng promised.    

Lu Yu looked around and said, "No need. All the doctors are sent to treat the soldiers. For those who are critically ill, treat them first."    

Bang!    

At that moment, a muffled sound suddenly rang out from within the pill furnace in the distance, which was in the middle of concocting pills.    

A wisp of black smoke suddenly drifted out. Next to the pill furnace stood a white-robed alchemist. When he saw the black smoke drifting out of the pill furnace, he hurried forward to put out the black smoke.    

From within the pill furnace, a charred smell filled the air.    

This was clearly a scene that would only occur if the medicine refinement failed.    

The white-clothed Pill Grandmaster sighed and began to silently clean up the dregs within the pill furnace.