Ji Hao floated in the air, surrounded by ninety-nine Gold Crows.
The raging Gold Crow flame transformed into a round-shaped light screen, coiling around Ji Hao's body. The golden-red light illuminated the area with a radius of a hundred miles. Looking from a distance, Ji Hao looked like a small sun, floating above the city.
All the archers under Ying Yunpeng's command released their arrows. Countless arrows pierced through the air and darted towards Ji Hao.
Man Man stood in the middle of the city, raised her head, looked at Ji Hao, and yelled out in worry.
Ji Hao smilingly lowered his head and nodded determinedly to Man Man.
Ji Hao didn't know why Ying Yunpeng had betrayed him, or why so many non-humankind beings and spirit creatures had rushed out of the battle fort where Ying Yunpeng had hidden his army. But none of that mattered. More importantly, since you're attacking, I'll kill my way over!
Holding the Flame Dragon Sword, Ji Hao gently flicked the sword edge with his finger. A sword buzzing sound shook the sky, and large clouds in the sky were torn into pieces by the sword power. Around Ji Hao's eyes, the nine spell symbols lit up. The sense of power released from his body suddenly turned extremely weird, as if he had perfectly merged with the surrounding world.
Unity of Heaven and Man, controlling heaven and earth.
The Mantra of Nine Secret Words was meant to communicate with the universe and control the vital energy of the universe. However, Ji Hao's power was limited in both his previous and current lives, and he could never truly reach the supreme level of merging himself with the nature.
However, at the moment, he was in the middle of the sword formation, and within the coverage of the sword formation, everything in this world was in his mind.
The archers from the East Wasteland were very good at archery. Within a second, each archer had shot at least a hundred arrows towards the city. Hundreds of thousands of archers, each shooting hundreds of arrows. Tens of millions of arrows flew across the sky like a dark cloud, covering the sky for tens of miles.
Every arrow's trajectory, every arrow's length, every arrow's thickness, every arrow's weight, every arrow's strength, every arrow's whirlpool, every arrow's interaction with each other, and every arrow's force that could tear anything apart.
All information about these arrows was stored in Ji Hao's mind. It was like looking at a withered leaf through a thin layer of autumn water; everything was under his control.
The move of sky-opening, Ji Hao silently activated the mysterious power of the move of sky-opening. With the help of the magic formation, Ji Hao's understanding of the [Sky-Opening] had been improving rapidly. Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, all the paths of the Great Dao were within his grasp and could be seen clearly.
Looking for a gap to attack, chasing after that slim chance of survival. Bursting forth that most impossible possibility from the impossible, blooming that sliver of despair from the hopeless situation. Within Ji Hao's eyes, the nine spell symbols had been rotating speedily. The sense of power released from his body was hazy, merging with the natural power. He raised the flame dragon sword and casually launched a hack forward.
The sword slashed out, and a weak sword Qi shot out for dozens of miles, gently touching an arrow.
The arrow slanted and collided with another arrow beside it. The two arrows collided with each other, and the huge impact caused the arrow to shatter. Broken arrowheads darted out in all directions. Every piece of broken arrowhead clashed against an arrow, and the trajectories of these arrows were disrupted. The arrows bumped against each other and let out a series of popping noises. After that, more and more arrows were broken.
The terrifying chain reaction spread to hundreds of miles away within a moment. The tens of millions of arrows released by hundreds of thousands of archers under Ying Yunpeng's command, which covered the sky for tens of miles in radius, were all blasted into countless pieces within the span of one breath.
Wooden arrows, bone arrows, stone arrows, jade arrows, metal arrows, some were condensed from the power of powerful Senior Magi. Tens of millions of arrows exploded all over the sky. The spell symbols on these arrows exploded like fireworks, and the sky within a radius of a hundred miles was filled up with a splendid, colorful light, as beautiful as a peacock spreading its tail.
"Wow, so beautiful!" Man Man looked at the sky in a daze. Abruptly, she grinned, waved her hand towards Ying Yunpeng, who was in a distance away, and yelled, "Can you do it again? Just one more time! "
The golden-winged roc under Ying Yunpeng's mount paused in midair. Ying Yunpeng's wrinkled face was as motionless as an iceberg, staring at Ji Hao with a pair of frozen eyes.
Hundreds of thousands of Eastern Wasteland archers mounted on their battle beasts, staring at Ji Hao in a daze. They were looking at Ji Hao, who had destroyed their arrow cloud with a single sword move. What kind of monster was this? How could he shatter tens of millions of arrows with a single sword move, not even a single one of them could escape from the net?
On a battlefield, with hundreds of thousands of Eastern Wasteland archers shooting arrows together, even those incomparably powerful Divine Magi could shatter the space with a single move and destroy their arrow cloud with a single move. However, that could only be achieved by Divine Magi with pure violence.
Ji Hao was only a newly promoted Senior Magus. Perhaps, he could only kill a few chickens with a simple sword move, but he had actually done something that only Divine Magi could do.
"Again!" Ying Yunpeng picked up his longbow himself, roared out in rage and released three-hundred arrows towards Ji Hao in a row.
Hundreds of thousands of Eastern Wasteland archers pulled their longbows open simultaneously. From the quivers carried on the backs of their battle beasts, arrows flew up one after another like living creatures, falling into their hands one after another. They pulled their bows open and released those arrows like a storm.
This time, on average, these Eastern Wasteland archers shot out three quivers, and each quiver was filled with at least a hundred arrows!
A larger and denser cloud of arrows swooshed down towards Ji Hao's head. This time, those archers intentionally focused on Ji Hao. They were mounted on their battle beasts, flying tens of miles high in the air. With their senior-level powers and the inherited magic treasures of their ancestors, their shooting range could reach over a thousand miles!
Countless arrows swooshed towards Ji Hao. Ji Hao closed his eyes.
The Golden Dan in his spiritual space rotated speedily, and his great primordial spirit power was closely connected with the magic formation blueprint. More data and more information surged into Ji Hao's brain. Ji Hao silently activated the power of the [Sky-Opening]. Suddenly, his skin turned glowing-red, and blood gushed out from his eyes, nose, mouth and mouth.
This wave of arrow cloud had reached Ji Hao's current limit. There were too many arrows, and their trajectories were too complicated. Even with the help of the magic formation blueprint, Ji Hao had reached his limit. He wanted to find that slim chance of survival from those hundreds of millions of arrows, to find that most vulnerable gap!
Ji Hao raised his hand and wielded the Flame Dragon Sword. When the arrow cloud was still ten miles away from Ji Hao, Ji Hao slightly swung the Flame Dragon Sword.
A faint beam of sword light darted out from the cloud of arrows. Once again, the cloud of arrows let out muffled booms and exploded into countless dazzling sparkles. Those elite Eastern Wasteland archers under Ying Yunpeng's command were sitting on the backs of their battle beasts in a daze, watching those arrows that they had shot out with all of their powers turn into countless pieces, drifting all over the sky.
The morale of these Eastern Wasteland archers dropped to zero. Many of them looked at Ying Yunpeng in bewilderment, then at Gold Roc, Silver Roc, Copper Roc, and Iron Roc, who were in charge of this troop.
Ying Yunpeng's face was filled with confusion. He shook his head, not knowing what to do.
"Little bastard, how can this be? How can this be?! "
Even those Jia Clan's warriors, who had been standing in the battle formation on the ground, suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and couldn't say anything for a long while.
Ji Hao launched two sword moves in a row, which made the entire battlefield fall into a strange, lifeless atmosphere.
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