Having killed Wu Huaizhong and Shadow in short order, Zhao Feng swiftly extracted their heart's blood essence and took their Mustard Seed Pouches, putting everything away.
Meanwhile, on the official road and along the riverbank, battle cries shook the heavens as the barbarian cavalry launched their final charge.
Their commander had clearly issued strict orders. They charged in wave after wave, heedless of death.
Corpses covered the official road and the riverbank.
On the road, Yin Zheng faced two barbarian astral force experts alone, while Huo Yao stood with her lone sword beside the traps, surrounded by barbarian officers.
The dozen or so personal guards he had left on the road had all fallen in battle.
More than a thousand barbarian soldiers had already trampled over the layers of corpses, using them as stepping stones to cross the barricades. They broke through and galloped toward the ferry crossing.
The road had fallen!
Zhao Feng knew that barely half the people had crossed the river. Large numbers of civilians were still stranded at the crossing.
If these wolfish, tiger-fierce barbarian horsemen charged into the civilians, it would become a hell on earth.
He could not retreat. The civilians were behind him.
Zhao Feng unleashed the Wind God Leg Technique. His legs moved like the wind, his figure stretching into a straight line as he pursued them with the speed of wind and lightning!
At this critical moment, all the primordial unity astral qi in his body instantly gathered in the Mountain Burner Great Spear.
"Limit-breaking skill: Thousandfold Shatter!"
His black hair suddenly whipped wildly. All the astral force within him burned, gathering and unleashing a terrifying spear aura. This thrust drained every last trace of his astral qi. With a thunderous boom!
A violent blast surged forth with the momentum to