At that moment, many people couldn't help holding their breaths as their gazes were placed on the figure standing before the fifty thousand Shaman Spirit Clan's army.
Feng Hao's actions left many people at a loss. Even Fat Fox, who was standing on the city wall, fell silent.
"This guy is the Sixth Order powerhouse of the Human Race's Human Emperor's Mansion. Looks like the attack has still been launched …"
The person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Clan looked at Feng Hao for a long time before he muttered with a sharp light flashing in his eyes. "Since you're courting death, then I'll get rid of you first."
"Wait."
Fat Fox stopped him and explained under his puzzled gaze, "Since this person dares to appear in front of the army, he should have the ability to protect himself. If we let him charge into the army, there will be many accidental injuries. Furthermore, it will cause some unnecessary chaos. If the Human Race army charges down at this time, it will be very disadvantageous to us …"
"Ugh …"
After some thought, although the person in charge was unwilling, he had to admit this point.
A Sixth Order powerhouse was not as easy to deal with as he had imagined. Although the Shaman Spirit Clan had a huge advantage in terms of numbers, if they were to go all out, what would the Shaman Spirit Clan have left? What could they use to guard against the other races that were eyeing the Tenth City?
Therefore, the person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Clan hated the actions of the Human Race to the bone. That's because no matter what the outcome was, the strength of the Shaman Spirit Clan would be greatly reduced.
… …
"Who dares to fight me?"
A cold and provocative voice suddenly sounded out from Feng Hao's mouth. Although his voice wasn't loud, it could spread across half of the Tenth City.
This sentence had undoubtedly opened the prelude to the war.
Because the Shaman Spirit Clan did not receive any orders, they could only stand on the spot and look at the person who dared to provoke them with hatred, wishing that they could tear him apart.
However, the order to attack did not come, causing many people in the Shaman Spirit Clan to look at the few figures on the city wall.
"The mighty Shaman Spirit Clan doesn't even have a single person to fight?"
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth curled up as he spoke with ridicule.
"Haha, the Wizard Spirit Clan is a bunch of cowards."
In the camp of the human army, the Dragon Moon Pass loudly mocked and instigated the surrounding soldiers to curse.
"Haha, coward, coward."
"Looks like the Wizard Spirit Clan isn't that great after all. Not a single person from the army of 50,000 dares to fight …"
"Leader is mighty and domineering."
Amidst the curses and shouts, the fear of the allied forces towards the army of the Voodoo Spirit was directly reduced to the lowest level. Many of them were so excited that they could not wait to rush down and start a massacre right now.
Morale had unknowingly and slowly risen. All the concealment from before had been swept away. The little bit of intention to retreat in some people's hearts had also disappeared without a trace.
Feng Hao used his actions to prove that the army of the Wizard Spirit Tribe was not terrifying and that he could deal with them alone.
"Damn it."
Seeing this scene, the person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Race could not help but curse, and then he asked Fat Fox, "What do we do now? Are we just going to watch as he behaves atrociously in front of our army?"
"Of course not."
Fat Fox's sesame-sized eyes were almost submerged in the pile of fat on his face. He said, "This guy wants to establish his might and increase the morale of the Human Clan. As long as we send someone to kill him or defeat him, not only will the morale of the Human Clan not increase, it will also fall to the bottom. At that time, the Human Clan army will not be a threat."
"Oh."
The eyes of the person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Tribe lit up. He immediately turned his head and said to a man with a pockmarked face, "Wu Ling, it's up to you now."
"Don't worry, I will definitely take this guy's head back."
The pockmarked face of Wu Ling slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a sinister smile. He directly jumped down from the city wall and rushed towards Feng Hao.
"It's Wu Ling."
In the Tenth City, many people could not help but exclaim after seeing him. Obviously, they were very clear about the identity of Wu Ling.
"Wu Ling is one of the top three experts in the Shaman Spirit Tribe. I heard that his strength is above the sixth rank. With his defensive runes, even an opponent of the sixth rank would not be able to break through his defense."
"It seems that in order to deal with the sudden rise of the Human Clan, the Shaman Spirit Tribe has already recalled all the experts in the tribe …"
"I heard that three sixth rank experts have also appeared in the Human Clan. It seems that the outcome of this battle is hard to predict …"
Many people were discussing, but their gazes were focused on Wu Ling, who was rapidly approaching Feng Hao. This was an absolute expert who had dealt with many troublesome characters who were disadvantageous to the Shaman Spirit Tribe. His defense was even more troublesome. If it was possible, no one would be willing to be enemies with this guy who could attack and defend.
"Arrogant brat, go and die."
As he neared Fenghao, two long, pitch-black chains appeared in Wu Ling's hands. With a wave of his palms, the long chains in his hands were like venomous snakes. With a terrifying piercing sound, they headed straight for Fenghao's chest.
At this time, Feng Hao still stood motionless on the spot, looking calmly at the long chains that were getting closer and closer.
"Clang, clang."
With two clanging sounds of metal colliding, a pair of exquisite gloves appeared on Feng Hao's fists. It was scarlet in color and there seemed to be a ball of flame burning within it. It was extremely agile.
"Clang, clang."
Two long chains swung over. Feng Hao reached out with lightning speed and directly grabbed the two long chains.
"Come here."
With the activation of the Supreme Demon Sealing Skill, the golden energy in his body surged like a tsunami. Feng Hao shouted and exerted force with both his hands. With a tug, Wu Ling, who was one of the top three experts of the Shaman Spirit Tribe, was involuntarily knocked forward with a stunned expression.
"Go and die."
Looking at the approaching Feng Hao, Wu Ling, who originally had a panicked expression, suddenly had a ferocious expression. After he let go of the long chains in his hands, his body was covered with a layer of shining golden runes. At the same time, a sharp sword that was condensed from runes appeared in his hands. Following the momentum, it directly pierced towards Feng Hao's chest.
If this attack was successful, his mission would be completed.
It was a pity that he did not see the slightest bit of panic on Feng Hao's face. That calm expression made him feel very uneasy. The runes on his body involuntarily became more solid.
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