"They don't even amount to clay chickens and tile dogs, yet they dare stand in our way?"
"Die!"
The Vine Demon Elder took the lead, hoping to make up for his earlier oversight. He abruptly thrust out his hand, the withered vines in his palm forming a purplish-black palm print imbued with the ultimate essence of the Grandmaster martial domain he had pioneered, and brought it crashing down.
The space beneath his palm seemed to split apart. The Tiger Might Jiaolong Formation formed by the arriving soldiers erupted with tiger roars and dragon cries, sending a brilliant golden light surging out to collide with the palm print!
With a bang, a storm of blades seemed to erupt within the palm print, shredding the Jiaolong-like golden light before slamming down on their heads.
A military formation assembled from only a few thousand soldiers could not stop a Demon King. They were smashed into mangled flesh on the spot, reduced to a pool of blood!
The might of a Demon King was terrifying and unstoppable!
Li Tiangang trembled all over, his eyes bloodshot and his breathing heavy.
On the battlefield, he had always been as calm as iron, commanding the entire army. But now, even he could barely restrain his emotions.
Frenzied killing intent washed through his mind like crashing waves. Yet he gripped the Divine Saber tightly and forced his body under control. The other part of him, the cool reason honed through years of warfare, told him that the Eastern Border truly could not be held!
Since they could not hold it, they could only retreat and draw back their defensive line!
They would shorten their defensive line, then join forces with his Fifth Brother, Li Xuanli, on the Western Border and hold the second defensive line they had planned