Boom! The hammer's shadow came crashing down. Feng Jing felt the sky above him darken, and all he could see was the enormous hammer shadow.
Before the hammer even reached him, the crushing pressure of its laws had already made Feng Jing spit blood.
"I'd planned to rely on the battle formation's advantage to stop him at the front. I never imagined the Dragon Lord would be this powerful. Brother Wei, Brother Cao, I've brought you both to ruin." Feng Jing's voice was full of despair.
"What's the point of spouting this nonsense now? We're only going to die. If we'd actually fled in the middle of battle, we might not have survived anyway."
The other two powerful Immortal Army generals roared in fury. They swung their weapons and gave everything they had to withstand the descending hammer shadow.
Before their opponent attacked, they might have been able to avoid him. But now, the boundless force of the hammer had injured them internally. Under such crushing pressure, they could no longer escape.
Screams rang out amid a succession of explosive crashes. As the three generals, all in Primordial Spirit bodies, bled from their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths, the ranks of Immortal Army soldiers behind them were already the first to give way. One after another, their bodies burst apart.
As the other Immortal Army soldiers attacked, Jin Tong swung his hammer again. A hurricane swept through, blowing away a large number of soldiers.
Without the soldiers behind them to support them, the three badly wounded generals could no longer hold out. Boom, boom, boom! Feng Jing and the others soon followed the soldiers to their deaths.
Even those with top-tier cultivation and strength, like Xiang Kuang, Huo Xiao, and Mu Xia, focused mainly on wearing down opponents at the