His body was in free fall, but he could not move. Just then, Cai Tianming below finally made his move.
A gale swiftly gathered in his hand, forming a translucent long saber.
"Flying Dragon Slash!"
Cai Tianming raised the Wind Blade and slashed straight at the falling He Qin.
Saber energy swept in every direction. Who dared look down upon it?
After delivering that slash, Cai Tianming looked as though he had just been hauled out of the water, drenched in sweat and too weak even to stand. Around him, the Beast Tamer soldiers who had followed him into battle surrounded him protectively.
At the critical instant, a figure suddenly gave He Qin a gentle push. That single push saved his life, but he still lost a hand. Supported by the figure, He Qin immediately ended his Fusion, then rode his Beast Pet, the Frost Snow Wolf, into the Northern Barbarians' protective ring and vanished.
In midair, Jiang Hao froze when he saw that figure.
Then he roared furiously after the retreating figure, "Gongsun Qianxue, you deserve to die!"
But his voice was quickly drowned out by the clamor of the battlefield.
He could never have imagined that He Qin, who should have been doomed, would actually be saved by Gongsun Qianxue.
There was no time to dwell on his fury. With He Qin wounded, the Northern Barbarians' morale plummeted, and their army had already begun retreating.
Jiang Hao understood the principle of taking a man's life while he was weakened. If he missed this opportunity, killing He Qin next time would be difficult.
After this chaotic battle, fewer than half of the 100,000 Northern Barbarians Army remained alive. Wiping out the enemy was impossible now, but that did not stop the Self-Defense Army from beating these drowning dogs!
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