Re-fighting Man Potian!

On a hilltop in the rear of the Northern Barbarian Army, the Northern Barbarian Army flag fluttered. Beneath it stood the Northern Barbarian commander, Man Potian.

Although more than half a month had passed since the last night raid, Man Potian's injuries had clearly not improved much. Especially at the bandaged stump of his severed arm, blood still seeped out!

His white hair was like withered grass, and his old face was pale and colorless!

Even the Grandmaster aura that had once been so powerful, capable of rivaling Luo Shenhuang, had long since fallen to the level of the True Martial Realm!

"Alas!"

"My Northern Barbarians are finished today!!"

Looking at the Northern Barbarian Army formations, which had been pierced and routed by the Divine Phoenix Army in such a short time, Man Potian couldn't help but sigh to the heavens, his old eyes filled with grief.

After all, this was the last of the forces the Northern Barbarian Royal Court could muster. Once they were defeated, the Northern Barbarians would completely lose their ability to resist!

The Northern Barbarian Royal Court, a hundred miles away, would surely be trampled into ruins by the Divine Phoenix Army!

"Follow me to capture the flag and slay the general!"

"Kill the Northern Barbarian commander!"

At this moment.

Two shouts of killing rang out. The Death Row Camp and the Mad Dragon Camp had completely cut through the Northern Barbarian Army, and under the leadership of Ding Hao and Zhang Dalong, they charged directly towards Man Potian!

"Guard Camp! Flag Protection Camp! Follow this commander to meet and kill the detestable Great Zhou people!"

Seeing this, Man Potian angrily gave the order, directly leading the two camps of barbarian soldiers beside him to charge towards the people from the Death Row Camp and the Mad Dragon Camp!

Instantly, the soldiers from both sides' four camps engaged in fierce combat on the hilltop!

"It's you!"

"It's you! You cut off Father Commander's arm last time, now pay with your life!"

At this moment, two young barbarian generals, who bore a strong resemblance to Man Potian, roared and each swung a heavy axe, charging towards Ding Hao!

Judging by the fluctuations of Vitality emanating from their bodies, one had reached the fourth level of True Martial, and the other had reached the fifth level!

"Father Commander?"

"There's bloodline to drop!"

Hearing the address from the two barbarian generals, Ding Hao's eyes immediately lit up!

One must know that he had killed one of Man Potian's sons during the last night raid, and he had obtained quite a bit of Primordial Barbarian Bloodline. These two in front of him were much stronger, so he figured he would get even more!

"Kill!"

Ding Hao's killing intent surged. He leaped forward, his Mysterious Iron Saber slashing down with ferocity, waves of Martial Dao True Meaning swirling around the blade!

Especially the True Meaning of Strength, which had already reached ten percent, a perfect level of True Meaning, its power naturally underwent a qualitative change!

Puchi!

With a single saber strike, he directly split the giant axes in the hands of the two men!

The terrifying power made the eyes of the two barbarian generals fill with immense horror!

They had never expected that Ding Hao, who wasn't even in the True Martial Realm half a month ago, could now easily suppress the two of them with his strength!

"Retreat!"

The two barbarian generals still wanted to escape, but in an instant, Ding Hao's saber light pierced through their armor, and with a puchi, he cut them both in half at the waist!

The two barbarian generals died on the spot, and some light orbs dropped from their bodies!

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up five strands of Primordial Barbarian Bloodline, 500 Vitality, 30 Spirit, 50 Comprehension...]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for picking up five strands of Primordial Barbarian Bloodline, 520 Vitality, 20 Spirit, 60 Comprehension...]

Without hesitation, Ding Hao fused the Primordial Barbarian Bloodline he had obtained!

In an instant, the Primordial Barbarian Bloodline directly increased from thirty-five percent to forty percent, a full half-percent increase.

As for the other attributes, quite a few also dropped, which could be considered a small windfall!

"Ah!"

"My son!"

Just as Ding Hao finished killing the two barbarian generals, Man Potian, not far away, let out a mournful scream.

One must know.

He only had three sons, and now all of them had died in Ding Hao's hands!

Coupled with the revenge for his severed arm, he ignored the obstruction of the guards around him and directly charged towards Ding Hao, wielding his Black Gold Hammer!

"Good! Come on!" Seeing this, Ding Hao was pleased rather than alarmed.

After all, he could feel that Man Potian, still heavily wounded and not recovered, his aura was no longer that of a Grandmaster, at most he was at the peak of True Martial!

Of course, if it were an ordinary peak True Martial, he would naturally not dare to confront him!

But Man Potian was different. In his heavily wounded state, most of his strength came from the Primordial Barbarian Blood within his body, but he could counteract the opponent's barbarian blood, which meant that Man Potian would be firmly suppressed by him!

The Slay the General achievement he hadn't obtained before might be accomplished today!

"Heavenly Tyrant Body!"

"Primordial Barbarian Bloodline!"

"Three Talents Saber Technique: Man Severing!"

Instantly, Ding Hao unleashed his full power and charged towards Man Potian!

Indeed, the moment their saber and hammer clashed, Ding Hao's activated Primordial Barbarian Bloodline immediately neutralized Man Potian's barbarian blood power!

As a result, with a resounding clang, Ding Hao not only held his ground but directly sent the opposing Man Potian reeling back!

"Damn it!"

"It's like this again!"

This bizarre turn of events immediately made Man Potian grind his teeth.

He couldn't fathom why his always-effective Primordial Barbarian Blood power lost its intended divine might every time it encountered Ding Hao!

"Hahaha!"

"Kill!"

Ding Hao naturally wouldn't give Man Potian a chance to think. He immediately laughed to the sky and, wielding his Mysterious Iron Saber, fiercely attacked Man Potian!

Heavenly Tyrant Body!

Three Talents Saber Technique!

Martial Dao True Meaning!

And so on.

All his power was channeled through the Mysterious Iron Saber, unleashing blow after blow, creating deafening metallic explosions in the arena.

To the shock of both friendly and enemy soldiers surrounding them, Man Potian was actually being forced to retreat under Ding Hao's relentless assault.

Especially with his existing injuries aggravated, his severed arm bleeding profusely, and blood also trickling from his mouth, he appeared to be on the verge of being slain by Ding Hao at any moment!

"Mwahaha, Zhang Dalong is here!"

"The Northern Barbarian commander should be killed by me, the Divine Phoenix Army's foremost fierce general!"

Just as Ding Hao was about to defeat Man Potian, a wild laugh echoed, and Zhang Dalong charged in once more.

Much like during the previous night raid on the Northern Barbarian camp, he intended to snatch the kill from Ding Hao.

However, this time, Ding Hao seemed to have anticipated this. He immediately stopped his attack, sidestepped, and moved aside.

At the same time, he retracted his Primordial Barbarian Bloodline. It was worth noting that with his current bloodline concentration, he could now control its activation and deactivation at will.

He adopted an attitude of, "You want to snatch it, Zhang Dalong? I'll let you."

"Huh?"

"Is this guy being so cooperative now?"

This scene clearly left Zhang Dalong himself somewhat bewildered!

But the next moment, his expression changed!

As Ding Hao moved aside, Man Potian, who had been suppressed by Ding Hao, suddenly unleashed a terrifying power!

He swung a heavy hammer directly at the close-by Zhang Dalong!

"Ah!"

Zhang Dalong cried out in alarm and quickly swung his great saber with all his might to block!

With a loud bang, Zhang Dalong was sent flying backward, retreating more than ten paces, and spitting blood from his mouth!

"Damn it!"

"Why is it like this again!"

Zhang Dalong cursed inwardly.

He also couldn't understand why Man Potian seemed so weak, on the verge of being killed when Ding Hao attacked him, but immediately became ferocious as if he had taken medicine when Zhang Dalong took over.

Was he just that unlucky?

Or was there another reason?