Quack!
Ji Hao raised his head and gave a resonant roar towards the sky. A sphere of fiery light swooshed out from his back and gradually condensed into a pair of fiery wings. His body was shrouded by the fiery light, he transformed into a stream of light, darted out of the jungle, flew across the river, and crossed the hundreds of zhang wide open area in front of the clan. He rushed into the Fire Leopard Clan's village, leaving a large amount of afterimages and a great amount of heat.
The Blood Crocodile Clan's warrior, who was holding a pair of machetes, was already a peak-level Junior Magus. When he was waving his machetes and roaring towards the sky, a cloud of blood-red mist appeared behind him, within which, a tens of feet long blood-red crocodile was rolling.
Every time the blood crocodile rolled, this warrior's skin would become translucent. Ji Hao's Gold Crow pupils allowed him to clearly see that on the seven to eight meridians that were wrapped in a blood-red light, quite a few thumb-sized Magus Acupoints had been shining with a dazzling light.
This guy was only one step away from awakening his Magus Acupoints!
"But you have no hope in this life!" Ji Hao laughed out loud. Within a second, he flashed across miles and rushed up to the man, then threw a heavy punch on his face.
What the fiery wings brought to Ji Hao was a speed that ordinary people could never catch. The most powerful Golden Crows could travel hundreds of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.
Ji Hao was obviously not as fast as the legendary ancient Gold Crow, but as a Junior Magus, he was already fast enough, fast enough to make his enemies despair. For example, the warrior of the Blood Crocodile Clan, who was standing in front of him, didn't even see Ji Hao's shadow with his blank eyes, he just crazily waved his machete forward with his great fighting instinct.
"Break!" Ji Hao locked his fingers together and activated the four secret words of 'Confrontation', 'Army', 'Fighting', and 'Swordsman'. His spirit power and life-force had merged into one, making him look like a precious diamond. Along with the power of the surrounding universe, Ji Hao darted out with a fearless will of fighting.
All of Ji Hao's muscles tightened and his bones clanged against each other. A faint dragon roar came from his body; the last drop of Ji Xiao's Senior Magus blood was being consumed in the multicoloured flame in his lower abdomen.
The warrior of the Blood Crocodile Clan, who was holding a pair of blades, roared out in despair.
He still couldn't see Ji Hao's silhouette clearly, but strangely, he saw Ji Hao's fist.
The fist that filled the entire world seemed to be driving the majestic power of the mountains and rivers in the world, emitting endless light and heat. It was like a meteor crashing down toward Zhang Xuan's face. The two heavy swords in his hands could not be bothered to slash at the enemy. Instead, they moved horizontally like a door.
The saber was eight feet long, one foot wide, and three inches thick. On the back of the saber, there were three runes flashing.
These were two magic tools. In the Southern Wasteland, any magic tool was incomparably precious. Only the most outstanding warriors in a clan could be rewarded with a magic tool. After a magic tool was engraved with spell symbols, it would be ten times, even a hundred times stronger than the original materials used by the tool itself!
Mag-Shaped Ji Hao Ji Ji and Ji, Ji King, it.
Ji Hao didn't even put the two broadswords in his eyes. Instead, he swung his right fist straight out, smashing on the point where the two broadswords intersected, along with a slight trace of power that seemed to be in harmony with the nature itself.
The warrior of the Blood Crocodile Clan let out a howl. He finally saw Ji Hao's young face.
"Even my kids are much bigger than you!" At that moment, the warrior of the Blood Crocodile Clan yelled out.
The machetes were vibrating intensely. Ji Hao's punch was like a huge mountain. The arms of the warrior of the Blood Crocodile Clan couldn't bear the horrible power contained in Ji Hao's punch and broke into pieces inch by inch. His broken bones were torn apart by Ji Hao's tremendous power and were sent flying far away.
Ji Hao's fist smashed into the chest of the warrior of the Blood Crocodile Clan.
The machetes were bent, and the spell symbols on the backs of the machetes suddenly shone with a bright light, then dimmed down. Along with a series of cracking sounds, countless cracks appeared on the machetes, and clanging sounds could be heard.
The chest of the warrior of the Blood Crocodile Clan was dented. Blood, mixed with broken pieces of flesh, spurted out of his mouth.
On his back, a fist-shaped mark was left on his soft armour. Ji Hao's punch had gone through his body and left a tens of feet long clear trail behind him. Seven to eight warriors of the Blood Crocodile Clan were standing on the trail, their bodies were all frozen, staring at Ji Hao with weird expressions.
These warriors of the Blood Crocodile Clan, who had all reached the Junior level, were all killed by the remaining power of Ji Hao's punch. Not a single one of them survived.
Bang! The body of the warrior of the Blood Crocodile Clan, who had blocked Ji Hao's punch with his machete, suddenly exploded, along with the crocodile leather armour he was wearing. The bodies of seven to eight Junior Magi of the Blood Crocodile Clan, who had been standing behind him, also exploded one after another. Blood splashed out tens of feet away.
The power of a single punch was so great!
The warriors of the Fire Crow Clan, who had been fighting in the surroundings, were all stunned. After the span of a few breaths, they suddenly raised their weapons and started cheering hysterically, as if they had gone crazy.
"Hao! Hao! Hao!" Their cheers shook the sky. All the warriors of the Fire Crow Clan were excited by Ji Hao's bravery.
On the other hand, the warriors of the Blood Crocodile Clan and the Ghost Frog Clan were desperately crying and running away, as if they had seen a ghost.
Ji Hao's face was extremely young, and he was much shorter than the adult warriors of the Fire Crow Clan; he was definitely not too old. Many of the kids of the Blood Crocodile Clan and the Ghost Frog Clan were much older than Ji Hao.
However, Ji Hao, who was so young, had killed the leader of the Blood Crocodile Clan and seven to eight elite warriors of the Blood Crocodile Clan with a single punch. Ji Hao's punch had directly crushed the last bit of fighting spirit in the hearts of the Blood Crocodile Clan and the Ghost Frog Clan's warriors. They all dropped their weapons, turned around and ran away, as if they had lost their souls.
The Fire Leopard Clan's base was quite good. In front of the base was a small river, which was where the Fire Crow Clan's warriors had come from.
On the left, the right and the back of the Fire Leopard Clan were cliffs, which were thickly covered with highly poisonous thorns; there was no way to escape.
After fleeing for a while like headless flies, the remaining over two thousand warriors of the Blood Crocodile Clan and the Ghost Frog Clan kneeled down on the ground, tremblingly surrendering to the Fire Crow Clan's warriors.
Treeman walked over from the other side of the river with heavy steps. He threw down countless extremely tough vines, after which the Fire Crow Clan's warriors tied up the Blood Crocodile Clan's and Ghost Frog Clan's warriors, who had surrendered, like rice dumplings.
"These are all qualified mine slaves!" Ji Hao stood on the back of the fat bear, looking at these captives, shook his head and said, "The Fire Leopard Clan has lost quite a lot of their clansmen this time, we have to give them some of these slaves."
The ancestral flag of the Fire Leopard Clan, which was hanging on top of the cliff, suddenly swayed, and tens of hazy silhouettes of the Fire Leopard Clan darted into the flag.
Tens of Fire Leopard Clan's elders and Maguspriests walked down from the cliff, walking towards Ji Hao with sad faces.
Ji Hao straightened his face, jumped down from the back of the fat bear, and walked towards the Fire Leopard Clan's elders.
Both sides saluted to each other, but before they could say a word, a loud and resonant horn suddenly came from the jungle far away. About a quarter of an hour later, large groups of warriors abruptly rushed out from the other side of the river.
Hundreds of gigantic flying beasts flew out from the jungle. Tall and sturdy warriors were standing on the backs of those flying beasts, holding up banners that represented their respective clans.
Tens of different sized banners were fluttering in the wind. Warriors standing on the other side of the river let out proud laughs simultaneously.
These banners meant that all warriors of a clan had come out, and tens of banners meant that at least tens of clans had gathered here. At least a hundred thousand warriors had gathered in the jungle on the other side of the river.
Ji Hao didn't know what to say. He shook his head, smiled bitterly to those Fire Leopard Clan's elders, and said, "We are surrounded, aren't we?"
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