The words were as clear as a thunderclap.
With these words, Huo Zhenxiao’s deathly intent swept across the heavens and covered the earth.
Under this deathly intent, the temperature of the great battlefield seemed to have plummeted.
Even the Twelve Hidden Worlds, including the Old Ghost of Yin Mountain, could not help but sweat, and a vicious chill ran up to the sky.
Silence.
The heavens and the earth were silent.
In front of the head of Zhenjiang City, a vast mountain of corpses and blood was still rustling down with shattered flesh and blood.
The craters that had been blasted out were hideous.
Chen Dong’s brow furrowed, and the overwhelming and overbearing aura he had just ignited quickly gathered back into his body.
Even though he could clearly feel that the surrounding Great Snow Dragon Riders were looking at him differently, he did not care.
Huo Zhenxiao’s strength had far exceeded his expectations.
He was clearly above the Heavenly Punishment, yet he was able to suppress the Heavenly Punishment Thundercloud without moving.
What was more crucial was that Huo Zhenxiao had already stepped in to alleviate the crisis in Zhenjiang City, and had proved that he had the ability to rush to Zhenjiang City despite the siege of the twelve Hidden Worlds, so if he stepped in again, he would inevitably be adding to the problem.
As Huo Zhenxiao said, although he did not know what Chen Daojun was up to, he would not be allowed to show himself in the war until it was necessary.
The aura revealed just now had already been detected by the twelve hidden worlds.
If he continued, he would inevitably attract a killing machine.
The thirteen Hidden Worlds surrounding and killing Huo Zhenxiao was indeed shocking enough, but now that the allied army of the Hundred Clans was marching south and was determined to win the domain, with the temptation of a supreme martial dao mystery like the 72 Heavenly Wolf Martial Bodies existing, there was no guarantee that there would not be other Hidden Worlds hiding behind the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to move.
“Chen Longtou ……”
The voice of the commander-in-chief from earlier rang out behind him.
“Hm.”
Chen Dong said calmly as if he had expected it, “The Sovereign has already made his move, so there is no need for me to make another move.”
“But if the Sovereign continues like this, I am afraid that ……”
The ruler’s face was gloomy and grave, but his words were only half spoken.
But the latter words, anyone knows what they mean!
Thirteen hidden worlds, asking the top of the world.
If everything under the sun is compared to an ecosystem, then the Hidden World is definitely an existence that stands at the top of the food chain.
Huo Zhenxiao was able to kill one person in a one-on-thirteen battle, and even had the heart to come to Zhenjiang City’s aid to ease the crisis.
But the situation before him, if it continues.
But if the situation in front of him continued, the ultimate outcome for the World’s No. 1 War God would be that he would really have to die on his horse’s back!
As a soldier, this commander-in-chief knew very well what a military soul really meant to an army!
“But I can’t make a move.”
Chen Dong clenched his fist with his left hand, his right hand thrusting his Fengless above the city head, his eyes filled with depression as he looked at the man surrounded by blood-coloured mist in the distance.
“It’s true that he will die in nine days, but he would rather die and still forcefully pressurise me not to make a move to ease the crisis in Zhenjiang City for me, doesn’t that tell you anything?”
The ruler’s tiger eyes widened and froze for a moment, and then he fell into deep thought.
Boom!
The heavens and the earth were silent as a dragon’s roar resounded through the sky once again.
A qi-pit blazed through the night sky, crashing down on the corpse mountain and blood.
With a mushroom cloud rising into the sky, the corpse mountain and blood road was once again cut down to size, and limbs and severed arms fell down from the sky.
“You, who can stop me?”
Overbearing and overwhelming words issued from Huo Zhenxiao’s mouth.
Immediately following.
He laughed loudly from the sky, his laughter stirring and rampant.
In the majestic blood mist enveloping him, his hair waved about, his face full of fierceness and rampancy.
This was the moment.
Countless gazes were focused.
Huo Zhenxiao, standing in the air, was like a blood-soaked god of killing, dazzling.
Even some of the soldiers of the allied forces who had stopped in their tracks could not help but lose their grip on their blades with this glance!
The fear that came from the depths of their blood was simply beyond any sense of reason to suppress.
“All troops, attack!”
The Old Ghost of Yin Mountain roared in anger.
Boom, boom, boom ……
Almost at the same time, the rest of the Hidden World also joined the Old Ghost of Yin Mountain and struck out in anger.
The overwhelming Qi coils instantly tore through the sky, shooting across the sky towards Huo Zhenxiao in the centre, weaving a web of life-threatening Qi into the air.
If they had been scared of Huo Zhenxiao before, then Huo Zhenxiao’s renewed strike was undoubtedly a direct slap in the face.
Shame, shame and indignation!
In the presence of millions of people, if they, the Hidden World, could not execute Huo Chenxiao in a swift manner.
Today’s battle would be a great shame for the rest of their lives!
No matter how the storm clouds surged in the future, their scalps would always be nailed to the pillar of shame!
“Come on!”
Huo Zhenxiao’s mouth filled with blood as he let out a shout.
In an instant.
The majestic blood mist that enveloped his body seemed to burn up, churning and raging.
The Silver Dragon Lance in Huo Zhenxiao’s hand was as fast as lightning, wrapped in a patch of blood mist, bringing up endless streaks of shadow as it stabbed out at breakneck speed.
Boom, boom, boom ……
A thunderstorm roared as qi collided, sending a terrifying shockwave through the air, wreaking havoc on the sky.
The attacks of the twelve Hidden Worlds were blocked by Huo Zhenxiao at almost the same time.
This made the throats of the Old Ghost of Yin Mountain and the others tighten, and they looked at Huo Chenxiao with more fear than shame and anger.
How could this little brat trained by Chen Daogun be so strong?
Shocked as they were, the Old Ghost of Yin Mountain and the others did not pause in the slightest.
The moment the first wave of attack was blocked, all of them, in unison and with the momentum of a thunderstorm, directly wrapped themselves in a monstrous Qi energy and closed the distance between them and Huo Zhenxiao.
Previously, they were separated by qi energy, but now they were fighting in close quarters.
The difference between the two may seem small, but those who have truly experienced the fight know that the latter is far more dangerous than the former.
In the blink of an eye, there was a loud roar in the sky, and layers and layers of Qi energy tumbled out in all directions.
The qi of Huo Zhenxiao and the twelve Hidden Worlds filled the sky, but they were clearly distinguishable.
“Kill!”
A brief silence pa*sed.
Once again, a shout of killing erupted from the millions of battlefields across the sky.
Like a great wave rolling, millions of allied soldiers once again lunged towards Zhenjiang City, fearing death.
Although the road of corpses and blood had been cut down by Huo Zhenxiao’s two successive strikes, it was not enough for the allied soldiers.
But it was nothing to the Allied troops!
They had men, they had lives!
It was only a matter of time before they filled up again and pointed straight at the head of Zhenjiang City.
And …… it must not take long!
Compared to the imposing momentum on the battlefield.
The faces of the Great Snow Dragon Riders on Zhenjiang City showed a forlorn look.
The first thing you can do is to look down at the endless, ant-like allied army that is coming to kill you, and it would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.
It is true that an ant cannot kill an elephant.
But when the ants were endless, even an elephant could not resist.
Zhenjiang City and the allied army below were just like this.
Even Chen Dong, for his part, narrowed his eyes as he watched, the corners of his eyes pulsing wildly with veins.
“Daojun Chen, what exactly are you waiting for? Your closed disciple, who is already sacrificing his life to fight, what are you still waiting for?”
After a light body murmur with resentment.
Chen Dong turned around abruptly and his tongue burst into thunder.
“Qin Ye, open the formation!”
