The situation couldn't be better!
Lin Feng raised his eyebrows, and his eyes shone with a cold light.
The original plan was for him to face Witch Emperor Jiang, while Fang Ning faced Shi Jiuyin. This was an 'evenly matched' battle. As for the remaining two Witch Kings, Wan Mochou and Xiao Jian would restrain one, and Jin Ji, Shi Zhixin, and Qian Lian Huang would restrain the other.
Unlike Fang Ning, the other two teams would only 'restrain' each other, and the chances of winning were not high.
In addition to the difference in strength between ordinary Saint Kings, it could be said that the Southern Region was at a disadvantage in terms of 'top-notch experts'.
But now …
This was undoubtedly a great opportunity!
Witch Emperor Jiang was too arrogant.
Reputation was sometimes a 'burden', just like Witch Emperor Jiang, the Witch Emperor, the strongest expert in the Dou Ling World. His reputation was like thunder. This kind of powerful existence would not take the initiative to attack unless it was absolutely necessary. Otherwise, it would be too 'degrading'.
To deal with a mere human territory, with three Magus Kings as commanders and nearly three hundred Saint King-level powerful beings, this was a huge gap. He was a Magus Emperor …
Did he need to attack?
Even against the demonic beasts, Witch Emperor Jiang rarely attacked.
A true transcendent existence would either not attack, or the moment he attacked, he would determine the victory and turn the situation around!
Witch Emperor Jiang had this confidence, but he was also very careful. Although he did not attack, his aura was firmly locked on Witch King Tianwu, covering the entire demonic beast army. As a commander, the most important thing was to coordinate the overall situation, overlooking the entire 'chessboard', and not to take the lead. Moreover … if Witch King Tianwu was in danger, he could rush over immediately.
What was there to fear?!
…
"Roar!" A thunderous roar reverberated in the air.
With a tiger body and ten tails, Witch King Tianwu's strength had reached the peak of the Witch Tribe. His three ferocious heads and three arms waved in the air, and the wind whistled, causing the entire space to tremble. With the innate talent 'Wind' control, Shaman King Tianwu's abilities were relatively strong on the battlefield. His offensive capabilities were especially astonishing. Compared to Shaman King Qiang Liang and Shaman King Yanzi, who both specialized in attacking, his innate talent was more suited for the battlefield.
Looking at the puny human charging towards him, Witch King Tianwu's eyes revealed a trace of disdain.
Human?
During the First Great Magi-Demon War and the Second Great Magi-Demon War, they were merely slaves and vassals of the Magi-Demon Race. As a Magus King, dealing with a mere human being was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut. However, even a lion needed to use all its strength to hunt a rabbit, and Shaman King Tianwu would naturally not hold back. Moreover, a trace of coldness inexplicably surfaced in his heart when he sensed the spear in front of him.
Fear?
How could this be?
"Die, human!" Shaman King Tianwu glared angrily. Fierce winds blew as his three arms danced crazily. Three streaks of light instantly revolved around him, forming a spiral airflow. The power of wind was concentrated in the center of the vortex, tearing through space as it blasted toward Lin Feng.
An extremely majestic pressure!
Shaman King Tianwu was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain. He was unstoppable. His enormous body carried a bloodthirsty aura that instantly made the entire human army pale in comparison.
…
Southern Region, Nine Great Continents.
"Monsters, too scary."
"Tian Wu Shaman Clan, this must be the Shaman King of the Tian Wu Shaman Clan …"
"Can Emperor Lin really stop such a terrifying sorcerer? Can the Southern Region … really survive this calamity? "
…
Unlike the Demon Race, the sorcerer's strength was already deeply ingrained in the hearts of the people.
Most martial artists had been "implanted" with this concept since they were young, and it was deeply ingrained in them. Even if they had deep faith in Lin Feng, when they saw the might of the sorcerer army and the terror of Shaman King Tianwu, the hearts of the people of the Southern Region trembled.
In the sky, Lin Feng was as small as an ant in front of Shaman King Tianwu.
Just their physique alone was far too different.
But …
In the next instant, the eyes of all the people of the Southern Region widened.
"Chi! Chi!" The indigo-colored spear instantly erupted with a terrifying aura and came into contact with Shaman King Tianwu's spiral airflow. It was like a needle against an awl. In an instant, it broke through the spiral airflow and pushed forward like a sharp awl. Its speed did not change at all!
"Crack!"
It was a small spear, but it had a terrifying power that could shake the world.
Shaman King Tianwu's face was hideous as he roared furiously. All three of his arms were formed, and the green light was accompanied by the howling of the wind. It was like streams of chaotic airflow from countless spatial layers. However, it could not stop the small indigo-colored light at all.
It broke through!
Lin Feng's spear was just like his expression at this moment. It was courageous and full of momentum!
…
"Die, Shaman King Tianwu." Lin Feng's eyes were filled with killing intent.
He would not miss such a good opportunity!
Killing Shaman King Tianwu would definitely cause great damage to the sorcerer army. Not only would their morale be greatly damaged, but it would also change their peak combat power. The power of the sorcerer army would decrease, and the gap between them would snowball. This would greatly increase the hope of the Southern Region!
Most importantly …
King Jiang of the Sorcerer Race!
"Pa!" Lin Feng's eyes lit up.
Just as the Doomsday Spear broke through the green light of the Shaman King Tianwu, a suffocating and terrifying pressure came from afar at an extremely fast speed. Other than the extremely bright white light, he could not see anything else. However, he knew very well what it was —
Heavenly Arc!
One of the three Heavenly Treasures!
Indeed, Shaman King Jiang was too far away to save him. However, once he killed the Shaman King Tianwu, the Heavenly Arc would probably cut him in half in that short instant. If he dodged or blocked the Heavenly Arc's attack, Shaman King Tianwu would naturally be saved.
Besieging Wei to save Zhao!
It was up to him to make the choice!
"Whoosh!" In the distance, Shaman Emperor Jiang had been deeply shocked since long ago. He'd guessed that Lin Feng's strength was extremely strong, but it was still difficult for him to imagine that Lin Feng's strength could increase to such an extent in a short period of time. With Shaman King Tianwu's strength, even a Great Saint wouldn't be able to kill him in a single move, but Lin Feng …
"Too terrifying." Shaman King Jiang was greatly shocked, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
This child could not be left alive!
Today, even if he had to pay a huge price, he had to kill Lin Feng!
Otherwise, if the Shaman Race did not die in the hands of the Demon Race, they would probably die in the hands of this human who had the might of an Emperor! At this moment, Shaman King Jiang finally understood why the one who died in the battle between the two Emperor's Stars was not the human Lin Feng, but the Great Saint.
"Lin Feng!" Shaman King Jiang flew out. As his hands moved, the Heavenly Arc was extremely close to Lin Feng.
With Shaman King Tianwu as the price, not to mention killing Lin Feng, even if he heavily injured him, in Shaman King Jiang's opinion … it was worth it.
It all depended on Lin Feng's choice!
As for Lin Feng, in an instant, he used his actions to replace his answer —
Kill without mercy!
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