Hu Shu looked at the high-morale Human Race people and knew in his heart that this was a rare opportunity. He shouted loudly, "Everyone, work harder, pursue the victory, and completely defeat them!" Human Race Everyone responded in unison, moving towards the retreating Chan Sect and Demon Race like a tide. Allied Forces rushed away. While Hu Shu was chasing, he was also worried about whether the situation would be in trouble again once the mysterious power disappeared.
At this moment, the shouts of killing on Shouyang Mountain were still shaking, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, which was the cruel mark left by the battle. Hu Shu was keenly aware that with the blessing of the mysterious power, Human Race and Minor Factions's offensive was overwhelming. Chan Sect and Demon Race's originally seemingly solid defense line began to collapse like paper.
Chan Sect Golden Immortals looked solemn. They never expected that the situation would suddenly reverse to this point. They originally thought they had a chance to win, but now they had to face the dilemma of being defeated. One of them, Golden Immortal, waved Treasure Sword in a panic, trying to resist The Human Race warriors attacked like raindrops, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. The Demon Race masters were also in a panic. Their figures flashed left and right in the crowd, but they could never escape the pursuit and interception of Human Race and Minor Factions.
Hu Shu knew that the fighter plane was fleeting, so he decisively ordered, "Don't give them a chance to breathe, chase them with all your strength!" This order seemed to inject stronger fighting spirit into everyone at Human Race. A Yong, despite being injured, was still extremely brave, and the long knife in his hand shone with cold light, every time His swings brought up a splash of blood, and he roared towards the enemy. The roar was full of desire for victory. A Xiu led a group of warriors, outflanking them like ghosts, and intercepted the enemies trying to escape. A Mu concentrated on maintaining the formation, and the formation's light flashed, providing stable support for the chasing people.
Human Race and Minor Factions worked closely together, chasing each other all the way. On the battlefield, shouts of death and screams were intertwined. Hu Shu shuttled among the crowd, and the shining Long Sword flew smartly in his hands. Wherever he went, enemies fell one after another. While fighting, he observed the way the mysterious power worked, trying to find more clues to control it.
As the pursuit deepened, the Allied Forcess of the Chan Sect and Demon Race became more and more confused. Some Demon Race soldiers began to abandon their helmets and armor and just ran for their lives, completely losing their previous arrogance. The Chan Sect Disciples were not interested in fighting. They kept retreating in panic, and their cooperation with each other became disorganized.
Finally, under the fierce attack of Human Race and Minor Factions, Allied Forces of the Chan Sect and Demon Race was beaten to a pulp. Shouyang Mountain On and around the battlefield, enemies were defeated everywhere. Human Race Everyone cheered, and the cheers made the surrounding leaves rustle. They cheered for this hard-won victory and were proud of their bravery.
Hu Shu looked at this scene with a gratified smile on his face, but soon fell into deep thought. This victory was brilliant, but the frequent appearance of mysterious forces would inevitably attract the attention of all parties. He knew that the next road might be more difficult.
At this moment, the battlefield is filled with the joy of victory, but Hu Shu knows that the trouble has just begun. How should he deal with the pressure that may come from all parties, and how should he continue to explore the secret of the mysterious power to make Human Race truly powerful, has become an urgent problem before him to be solved.
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