"Shoot! Kill him! "
Qing Ying stood on a tall watchtower, pointed his finger at a peak-level Junior Magus, who was wearing a thick turtle shell.
Thirty Qing Yi Clan's warriors followed Qing Ying's instructions and shot out arrows like a heavy rain. Large amounts of poisoned arrows swooshed across the air and pierced into the enemy's body. The warrior, who was wearing a turtle shell, curled his body and dodged ninety-nine percent of the arrows; however, one arrow silently darted over and punctured his left palm, which he didn't have enough time to pull back.
The heavily armoured warrior let out a howl, covered his palm with his hand, which was spurting out black blood, then turned around and ran away.
However, before he could run for more than fifteen feet, Ji Hao let out a resonant shout and the pair of fiery wings on his back vibrated intensely. Ji Hao caught up with the warrior like a ghost, and thrust a long spear, which was wrapped in a dazzling fiery light, along with a shrill swishing sound. The spear penetrated the half-foot-thick turtle shell on the warrior's back and pierced through his chest.
The pierced warrior's body burst into flames, and within the blink of an eye, he had become a human-shaped torch.
Tens of elite Black Water Serpent Clan's peak-level Junior Magi rushed towards Ji Hao, holding their oddly-shaped long swords, which were moving in weird trajectories, silently piercing towards Ji Hao's vital body parts.
Ji Hao's tight-fitting armour was glowing with a clear light, within which, a few fist-sized lotuses were faintly visible. The long swords of the tens of enemies were all bounced back by the clear light, and the great counterforce made them lose their balance and stagger a few steps.
"Die!" Ji Hao gave a resonant shout, and swung the long spear in his hand horizontally, bringing up an arc-shaped fiery light. Ji Hao had unintentionally released some of the power of the [Sky Opening].
Finding the weak points of the [Sky Opening] could break all kinds of magic.
The move of Sky-Opening was incredibly mysterious. Ji Hao's long spear easily penetrated the defense of these Black Water Serpent Clan's elite warriors, which had been hastily organized by Ji Hao. The spearhead accurately swept across their throats and chopped off their heads.
Large amounts of burning blood spurted out, and tens of elite warriors fell on the ground, twitching. Soon, the fire spread out and burned them into ashes.
"Kill this kid! No, it's better to capture him alive! " Black Water Qiu was standing on the back of a gigantic horned serpent, facing Ji Zhuo. His eyes were shining with a bright light, and he had been paying close attention to the battlefield. Abruptly, he saw Ji Hao jump down from the fence wall, and hurriedly let out a great shout.
Over twenty Water Turtle Clan warriors, who had amazingly great defensive powers and were wearing turtle shells, rushed over. They were holding oddly shaped axes, silently hacking towards Ji Hao's head. These Water Turtle Clan's warriors were all elite Junior Magi, some of them were even at the peak of the Junior Magus level. When the axes were still tens of zhang away from Ji Hao, large amounts of watery light and cold air had already been stirred up, transforming into numerous millstone-sized, gigantic turtles, smashing towards Ji Hao.
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Facing over twenty Water Turtle Clan's warriors, who were attacking Ji Hao's chest, Ji Hao laughed out loud, puffed out his chest and rushed towards them.
Po's armour had an amazing defensive power. Even the Blood Fang's Jia Clan's warriors couldn't break this armour, not to mention these Junior Magi warriors. Over twenty Water Turtle Clan's warriors fiercely hit on Ji Hao's chest, splashing out large amounts of watery light, but didn't even manage to move Ji Hao's body.
"Die!" Ji Hao let out a great growl. A sphere of fiery light suddenly shone in front of his chest, and a stream of sticky, golden-red flame spurted out from his mouth along with an ear-piercing swishing noise.
The Gold Crow's Breath had spurted out a mouthful of essence sun fire, which was extracted from the Gold Crow's bloodline. Although the power of the Fire Crow Clan's bloodline had become extremely thin, Ji Hao had used the secret blood-offering magic of the 'Nine Suns Above the Sky' and had sacrificed the souls of his ancestors, which had greatly improved his bloodline power. Therefore, the Gold Crow's Breath that Ji Hao had just released now had a trace of the terrifying power of the ancient Gold Crow's Breath.
The large stream of fiery light transformed into a tens of feet in radius wall of fire and swept towards Ji Hao. Wherever the wall of fiery light swept across, the accumulated water on the ground would evaporate immediately, and the soil would be melted into a glass-like substance. Over twenty Water Turtle Clan's Junior Magi were burned into ashes, and over a hundred ordinary Novice Magi were burned into wisps of smoke.
"Who else?" Ji Hao was holding the mulberry long spear, which was an inherited magic treasure that had been lent to him by Ji Zhuo. Tens of fiery light darted out of Ji Hao's hands, and within the radius of hundreds of feet, all the enemies, who were rushing towards Ji Hao like a swarm of ants, were instantly burned into ashes.
"How dare you attack the Cold Stream Valley! All of you shall die!"
With the great defensive power of Po's magical armour, Ji Hao fearlessly moved back and forth among the tens of thousands of enemies under the wall of the valley. The long spear held in his hand was like a heavy rain, and wherever it passed by, hundreds of enemies would be set ablaze, and eventually burned into ashes.
This was the third day since the allied forces of the three clans had attacked the Cold Stream Valley, however, the defensive wall of the Cold Stream Valley still remained unmoved, and the enemies who had come to attack Ji Hao and his clansmen had suffered great casualties. Over three hundred Junior Magi had been killed by Ji Hao, and countless ordinary Novice Magi had been killed by him.
Three hundred Junior Magi, in any Southern Wasteland clan, would be a number that would make the leaders of the clan feel heartache. However, in the Cold Stream Valley, Ji Hao had killed three hundred Junior Magi all by himself within three days!
Black Water Qiu and the other leaders of the three clans who had come to attack Ji Hao glared at him, their eyes had all turned red.
A Black Water Serpent Clan's Maguspriest let out an angry roar, along with a black snake bone that had been held in his hand. The bone transformed into a beam of black light and darted towards Ji Hao. However, a stoneman in the Cold Stream Valley let out a great roar as well, and threw a huge rock backwards.
When the black light was still hundreds of feet away from Ji Hao, it was hit by the huge rock thrown by the stoneman and perished together with the black light.
Behind the defensive wall, a few stonemen, treemen and three gigantic ape-like spirit creatures were staring at Ji Hao, as if they were protecting him. Even though the Senior Magi of the allied forces of the three clans had the advantage in number, how could it be so easy to kill Ji Hao?
Not to mention the fact that Ji Hao had an amazing defensive power, and with Ji Zhuo's mulberry long spear in his hand, Ji Hao's attack power was so great that it could even kill a Senior Magus. Ji Hao, by himself, had become a freak who had stirred up the entire battlefield.
"Kill that kid!" Black Water Qiu let out a great roar. The horned serpent under his feet suddenly pounced forward, and the sharp sword held in his hand transformed into tens of black, icy gusts of wind, darting towards Ji Zhuo.
Once Black Water Qiu moved, the Senior Magi of the three clans behind him also moved. They each found an opponent and tried to entangle all the Senior Magi of the Cold Stream Valley with the advantage in numbers, creating an opportunity for their own Senior Magi to kill Ji Hao.
They had already tried this a few times during the past three days. This time, Black Water Qiu and the other Senior Magi of the Cold Stream Valley had still successfully entangled all of the Senior Magi of the Cold Stream Valley. The remaining few Senior Magi of the Cold Stream Valley launched attacks towards Ji Hao simultaneously.
However, Ji Hao turned his body sideways, letting a Senior Magus' long sword fiercely pierce into his chest, then swung his spear backwards and penetrated the Senior Magus' chest.
Ji Hao's armour glowed with a clear light, he was perfectly unharmed, just like the past few times, but the Senior Magus who had launched the attack was severely injured by the mulberry long spear, and was sent flying backwards while vomiting blood.
He had only taken a few steps back, when Qing Ying, who was standing on top of the watchtower, silently shot out an arrow. The Senior Magus didn't manage to react in time, and let out a howl in pain. His right eye was pierced by Qing Ying's poisonous arrow, and the arrow deeply sank into his brain. Qing Ying killed the Senior Magus right on the spot.
The first Senior Magus had fallen in the past three days.
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