Battle cries reverberated throughout the entire campsite. Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of arrows being shot was enough to tear one's mind apart, causing goosebumps to rise all over one's body.
Mo Lin led his cavalry and charged into the midst of the enemy. They were invincible, and wherever their long spears swept across, they left a trail of blood behind them.
Zhu Yue charged over and clashed with Mo Lin. The commanders of the two armies finally engaged in a fierce battle. Both of them fought until their blood boiled, and their eyes were bloodshot.
In the sky, a black-robed Shura Sect warrior hovered in the air, holding five spinning talismans in his hand. The talismans emitted a demonic glow, as if emitting a peculiar suction force, absorbing the remnant souls and spiritual essences of the numerous corpses below.
Before the corpses of the soldiers on the ground had even turned cold, their wailing spiritual essences were dragged out and absorbed into the array formed by the talismans.
The black-robed man's eyes were filled with excitement, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.
A ray of sword light flashed as Tang Yin dashed out from the campsite, aiming straight for the Shura Sect warrior holding the talisman array.
The expert immediately let out an explosive roar. Pitch-black true energy surged forth and slapped toward Tang Yin's sword light. This palm strike was filled with an imposing aura that was enough to shake a mountain as it came crashing down with a loud bang.
Tang Yin's expression immediately became extremely solemn. His body was already heavily injured, and facing this palm strike, he felt an immense pressure.
The battle in the sky did not slow down the battle below. The two armies fought back and forth, and blood splattered on the yellow sand.
...
Wei Dafu heaved a sigh of relief, but his entire body felt cold. Not only him, but everyone in the Cooks' Army Unit was trembling on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.
The corpses that littered the ground were like nightmares, reflected in the depths of their eyes. Even though these were the corpses of their enemies, the scene just now was truly unforgettable.
That lump of metal … was actually so powerful, so powerful that they found it hard to breathe.
However, even though they were shocked and frightened, they heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts. Their rations were safe, and they now had hope again.
Wei Dafu and the rest stood up and began to process the rations, preparing to transport them away.
However, just as they pushed away some provisions, the ground began to tremble. The sound of horse hooves colliding with the ground entered their ears. In their vision, another group of people charged over.
"Enemies!!"
Everyone in the Cooks' Army Unit shouted and pulled out their machetes. Some of them couldn't find their machetes, so they held onto their kitchen knives instead. It was quite an imposing sight.
There were only three enemies. All three of them wore black robes and their auras were somewhat sinister. They looked at the corpses on the ground and frowned.
"There's actually an expert guarding the rear of the rations … I was wondering why this elite team couldn't complete the mission after so long. So it's because they met an expert!"
The black-robed expert laughed coldly. He glanced at the corpses on the ground and then at the Cooks' Army Unit. His face suddenly turned cold.
"However, all of you have to die!"
The black-robed expert's eyes widened. He suddenly tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and galloped down from his horse. His claw, which was accompanied by a surge of pitch-black true energy, pierced through the chests of several Cooks' Army Unit members and killed them.
These three were experts of the Shura Sect. Their cultivation level had reached fifth grade Battle-King. They were like wolves that had entered a flock of sheep. Killing them was as easy as flipping their hands.
Long Cai turned around in fright. Facing these three demon-like people, he simply couldn't muster up the courage to resist. He turned around and fled into the distance.
Wei Dafu was the same. He frantically ran away … He also wanted to protect the rations, but the cultivation level of these three people was too high. Even though he wanted to, he didn't have the strength.
"Trying to escape?"
One of the black-robed experts sneered and immediately dashed forward. His target was Long Cai. His blood-stained claw was aimed at Long Cai's heart.
Long Cai's tender face was filled with terror. His entire body was frozen stiff by the killing intent that was sweeping toward him.
Just as the bloody claw, which was dripping with blood, was about to pierce through Long Cai's body, an indifferent voice came from not far away. It was accompanied by a whistling sound.
"You can't kill him."
The indifferent voice was devoid of any emotion. A black wok spun and whistled toward the black-robed expert.
"What the hell?!" The black-robed expert squinted his eyes. He was actually startled by a wok that was flying toward him.
The black-robed expert was infuriated. He casually swatted the wok in an attempt to shatter it. However, when the bloody claw collided with the wok, it was sent flying by a terrifying force.
The black wok exploded in midair.
Bu Fang slowly walked over from afar. Xiao Bai followed beside him.
Xiao Bai's eyes turned a deep purple with every step he took.
"Looks like you are the hidden expert … You actually killed an elite squad of ours! You have some guts! "The black-robed expert sneered. Then, the three of them gathered together and looked at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang patted Xiao Bai's plump belly. The corners of his mouth curled up. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with this group of people. Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Three surging waves of true energy spread out. The aura of these three people had actually reached the Battle-King level. In the army, a Battle-King was an existence that could become a commander.
It was no wonder that the Cooks' Army Unit was not a match for these three people.
The purple radiance suddenly flourished, causing the figures of the three people to freeze. Then, they felt a gust of cold wind and a figure rapidly dashed toward them.
It was the iron puppet beside the youth!
He actually dared to rely on a puppet to deal with them? Was he looking down on them?
Bu Fang stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His face was indifferent as he calmly watched the battle. With Xiao Bai's appearance, he was very calm.
The cruelty of war was beyond his imagination. In this battlefield, life seemed to have become somewhat insignificant.
The cooks who were just talking about delicacies with him a moment ago had now turned into ice-cold corpses. It really made people sigh.
"Kill them all." Bu Fang sighed. His gaze was slightly gloomy as he said.
Xiao Bai's figure paused for a moment. Then, like a storm, he dashed out. His fist smashed out as if it could break a mountain. A black-robed expert was sent flying. His chest was deeply caved in, and he was completely unable to retaliate.
Puchi! A mouthful of blood spurted out from the black-robed expert's mouth. That person directly fell to the ground. He did not even have the strength to crawl back up.
With one of his hands turned into a huge machete, Xiao Bai fiercely stomped his foot. Then, he dashed out as fast as lightning.
The blade flashed. How could the two people, who were already shocked, block it? In just an instant, they were sent flying. Their abdomens were cut horizontally, and their blood gushed out like a fountain.
Three Battle-King experts, in the hands of Xiao Bai, did not even have the slightest ability to retaliate.
Boom!!
One punch for each person. After three punches, Xiao Bai reverted back to his original red-eyed appearance and returned to Bu Fang's side.
"A good military chef's training was actually ruined just like that. It's really annoying." Bu Fang scratched his head, took a deep breath, and muttered.
Then, his gaze became sharp. He brought Xiao Bai into the distance and slowly walked away.
In that direction, battle cries shook the heavens.
Long Cai and Wei Dafu's eyes were wide open. They hid in a corner and shivered, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Those three powerful cultivators in the hands of that lump of metal … couldn't even withstand one move. The outcome of the battle was decided in an instant. Just how terrifying was that lump of metal?
Long Cai tremblingly crawled up from the ground. He actually mustered up his courage and scrambled to follow behind Bu Fang, running toward the direction where Bu Fang disappeared.
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Tang Yin spurted out a mouthful of blood. His complexion became a little sallow …
The Shura Sect warrior standing proudly in the sky in the distance forced him to vomit blood with just one hand. The two of them were not on the same level at all.
After all, he had just become a seventh grade Battle-Saint. Compared to a veteran seventh grade Battle-Saint, the gap was still too big.
Especially the opponent's pitch-black true energy. When it bombarded him, it carried a corrosive power. He had to constantly summon his true energy to defend, or else he would be seriously injured by the corrosion.
As time went by, he was no longer a match for the opponent.
"The Celestial Arcanum Sect actually sent a piece of trash like you … Does the Celestial Arcanum Sect really think that there's no one left in the Shura Sect?" The warrior sneered as he swatted the longsword in Tang Yin's hand.
Then, with a turn of his hand, a blood-colored longsword suddenly appeared in his hand.
With a wave of the sword, a blood-colored sword energy tore through the air and slashed toward Tang Yin, intending to kill him.
The Shura Sect warrior was very excited. Tang Yin was a seventh grade Battle-Saint. Even though he had just advanced, he was still a seventh grade Battle-Saint. His soul essence must be very rich. Tang Yin's soul essence was equivalent to the soul essences of dozens of soldiers!
If he could collect this soul essence, then his trip would truly be a success. He could even complete the task assigned by the High Priestess!
With a slash of the sword, blood splattered everywhere.
Tang Yin's pupils shrank as he was forcefully slashed into the ground, causing a violent explosion to erupt from the impact.
Cough cough …
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Tang Yin crawled up from the ground with a pale complexion. He felt that he was going to die here … He was no match for the Shura Sect demon!
"Looks like you're the mastermind. Are you the one who ruined my military training?"
An indifferent voice rang out. Then, from the distance, two figures leisurely strolled over from the battle of tens of thousands of soldiers.
Tang Yin was taken aback. He turned his head to look and his pupils shrank.
"Senior … Senior Bu!" Tang Yin's face suddenly revealed an excited expression. That's right, he had actually forgotten about the terrifying existence known as Bu Fang.
He had long since heard about the battle in the Imperial City. That battle was terrifying, and it had also made Bu Fang's Little Store famous. Many experts had turned into skeletons in that battle!
Holding the five rotating jade talismans in one hand, the Shura Sect warrior tilted his head and squinted his eyes at the slowly approaching Bu Fang and Xiao Bai.
"Who are you? Another one coming to die? A mere sixth grade Battle-Emperor … How dare you be so arrogant. "
As a veteran seventh grade Battle-Saint, this Shura Sect warrior naturally had discerning eyes. Even though Bu Fang's cultivation level wasn't obvious, he could still tell at a glance that Bu Fang was a sixth grade Battle-Emperor.
As for the iron puppet, it didn't emit any true energy waves, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
A seventh grade Battle-Saint and a sixth grade Battle-Emperor?
The corners of the Shura Sect warrior's mouth curled up. "Another one coming to deliver soul essences. Looks like the harvest this time will be great!"
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