Before that figure even came close, the entire Guard City sank another half meter.
Boom!
The cracks in the city wall run all the way to the bottom.
Great Xia Martial Warrior, who had just stood up, bent down again.
Martial Warrior, who was slightly weaker, fell to his knees on the spot, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and could not even raise his hands.
Han Zhenyue supports the half-cut wall and forcibly operates Blood Qi.
The old wound on his chest collapsed.
"Everyone retreat!"
"Martial Venerable and below, all go into underground bunkers!"
The order has been issued, but not many people in the city can carry it out.
The pressure on Guard City is still increasing.
Li Zhengyang stood in the middle of the street, not taking action for the time being.
The lines on Black-Scaled Battle Armor light up in sequence to withstand the pressure falling on the body surface.
The Prison Dragon Asura Armor in the inner layer operate at the same time to disperse the remaining power.
Click!
The floor tiles beneath my feet collapsed one after another.
Li Zhengyang twisted his shoulders.
"It's interesting."
The black mist split from the middle.
A White Bone Warhammer was the first to poke out.
A dark red light lit up from inside the bone hammer, and the remaining demonic energy around it immediately poured into the hammer body.
Helian Kuang stepped out of the black fog.
It took a step forward, and a circle of ripples spread out from the space beneath its feet.
The demonic energy that had not dissipated on the battlefield quickly gathered and merged into its red Bone Armor.
Red-Bone Demon General, who was standing in the distance, lowered his head at the same time.
"Welcome the prince!"
The sound spread throughout the valley.
Helian Kuang did not respond.
He swept across the valley filled with corpses, and then across the battlefield outside Guard City.
All tens of thousands of Demonic Beast fell to the ground.
The demon generals responsible for attacking the city died one after another.
"Who did it?"
The demon general in the distance has no one to speak.
Helian Kuang turned around.
"The king is asking you."
The leader of the demon general immediately knelt down and raised his hand to point at Guard City.
"Prince, it's that Human Race!"
"Helian Shuo They formed Five Malefic Formation, but they still couldn't break through his armor."
"He also mastered hundreds of telekinetic weapons."
"Six demon generals all died in his hands!"
Helian Kuang locked onto Li Zhengyang standing in the middle of the street.
The two sides are thousands of meters apart.
The demonic power pressing on Guard City skyrocketed again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The three remaining guard towers exploded simultaneously.
Han Zhenyue lowered his knees and pressed his right hand into the wall, so that he did not kneel down.
He stared at the demonic energy on Helian Kuang.
Han Zhenyue's face darkened.
"Wrong."
Southern Frontier Martial Saint next to him raised his head with difficulty.
"What's wrong?"
"In the headquarters file, Helian Kuang is Sixth-Rank Martial Saint."
Han Zhenyue runs Blood Qi continuously, but it still cannot break open the suppression.
"But its current aura clearly exceeds that of Sixth-Rank Martial Artist."
The two people next to them froze, and a horrifying answer appeared in their minds at the same time.
Late-Stage Martial Saint!
In the entire Southern Frontier Theater, there is no one who can stop him alone.
"How come the information is so bad?"
"Helian Kuang hasn't appeared in Human Race Defense Line for decades, and the file has long been out of date."
"What about Minister Li?"
Han Zhenyue Grab Tactical Watch.
"Southern Frontier frontline emergency information!"
"The true state of Helian Kuang is Late-Stage Martial Saint, repeat, later stage!"
As soon as the communication was connected, a lot of noise filled the channel.
[Failed to send]
Han Zhenyue punched the wall.
"Send it again!"
"The remote channel is jammed!"
"Cut short wave!"
"You can't even send out short waves!"
While several people were still trying, the roar of a battleship engine suddenly came from above the clouds.
Dozens of the Military Department transport ships broke out of the clouds.
The leading heavy battleship opened the hatch, and Qin Zhan, Lei Qianjue and Lu Anguo stood in front of the hatch.
Qin Zhan first spotted Li Zhengyang in the middle of the street.
"This kid is still alive."
Lei Qianjue held the hatch and scanned it downwards.
"Where is Beast Tide?"
The communications troops quickly retrieved the monitoring data from the Southern Frontier front line.
"Already cleared."
Lei Qianjue turned his head.
"What is clearing?"
"All Demonic Beast within the range of Guard City have lost their health fluctuations, and the six demon generals who participated in the siege have also been confirmed dead."
The transport cabin was quiet for two seconds.
Qin Zhan asked:
"Southern Frontier defenders did it?"
The battle record is projected onto the screen.
"The major kill records are all under Minister Li's name."
suddenly.
The detection equipment in front of the battleship continuously sounded alarms.
The energy value on the screen keeps rising.
Sixth-Rank Martial Artist.
Seventh-Rank Martial Artist.
Eighth-Rank Martial Artist!
Imperial Guards, who was responsible for monitoring, stood up from his seat.
"The target energy reaches Eighth-Rank Martial Saint!"
Qin Zhan immediately ordered:
"Stop the fleet's descent!"
"Main gun locked on Helian Kuang!"
"All Martial Saint come with me to fight!"
More than a dozen ship-borne main guns extended out of the cabin at the same time.
As soon as the lock box covered Helian Kuang, the warning filled the screen.
[Target energy exceeds the upper limit of attack]
[Estimated effective damage is less than 30%]
Lei Qianjue looked at the row of data.
"Less than thirty percent?"
"This is the Martial Saint-class main gun that the headquarters just replaced!"
Lu Anguo has stepped out of the hatch.
"Late-Stage Martial Saint is not on the same level as the initial stage."
"If Helian Kuang is Sixth-Rank Martial Artist, we can work together to kill him."
"Eighth-Rank Martial Artist, we can only bring Li Zhengyang back first."
Qin Zhan followed and rushed out of the battleship.
"Go down first and then talk!"
"He's still in town!"
Helian Kuang's attention at this time was not on the battleship above.
It detected a trace of Abyss-Armored Earth Dragon's bloodline fluctuations from Li Zhengyang.
In addition, there is still the residual smell of Helian Cheng.
The white bone hammer handle made a friction sound.
"Helian Cheng, did you kill him?"
Li Zhengyang did not deny it.
The Bone Armor on Helian Kuang's forehead opened to both sides, revealing a vertical blood streak.
"He Lian Wu, you killed it too?"
"Second Rank that one?"
Li Zhengyang thought for a while.
"I was in a hurry and punched him."
Helian Kuang threw his head back and laughed.
"Okay!"
"Very good!"
"It seems that Human Race has forgotten Red Bone Royal Court!"
He took one step forward.
The distance between the two sides is less than a kilometer.
White Bone Warhammer fell from the shoulder, and where the hammer surface scratched, a black mark opened in the space.
"I will smash your bones!"
"Tear off your skin and hang it outside Red Bone Royal Court!"
Pressure in the city continues to rise.
Han Zhenyue opened his mouth to remind Li Zhengyang to retreat, but found that Li Zhengyang paid no attention to Helian Kuang.
Li Zhengyang lowers his head and is operating Tactical Watch.
Helian Kuang was stunned.
"What are you doing?"
Li Zhengyang still has no answer.
He opened the Military Department loot valuation program, called up the scanning function, and pointed his wrist at Helian Kuang.
A detection beam swept from Helian Kuang's head to his feet.
[Target race: Red-Bone Demon-Humans]
[Energy level: Eighth-Rank Martial Saint]
[Demonic Core Completeness: Unable to detect]
[Bone Armor level: SSS-Rank]
The valuation procedure does not give a price.
At the same time, the headquarters warship approached Guard City, and the short-range directional channel was successfully established.
Li Zhengyang Click to open the channel.
"Is Minister Zhao here?"
Zhao Mingyuan in the battleship was also stunned for a moment.
"I'm here."
"Help me estimate the price."
Zhao Mingyuan looks at Helian Kuang below.
"What do you want to estimate?"
Li Zhengyang sends the scan results to the military channel.
"Eighth-Rank Demonic King."
"How much is it worth?"
The channel was completely quiet.
From the front, the blood lines on Helian Kuang's forehead suddenly opened.
"Human Race!"
Within a few thousand meters, the ground suddenly collapsed!
Helian Kuang crossed the final distance in one step, picked up the war hammer with both hands, and aimed it at Li Zhengyang, hitting it on the head!
"I will smash you into a pulp first!"