Ye Changge's expression was calm, like a still lake.
His eyes, however, revealed decisiveness; he moved swiftly.
Like a phantom, the army of 100,000 puppets surged like a mechanical tidal wave.
They surged outwards and to the sides.
The puppets were like emotionless killing machines.
They marched in unison, making a clicking sound.
They charged towards the enemy, building an ironclad defense line for Human Race.
" Human Race, a mere tens of thousands of troops"
"How can you withstand our attacks? You are still too weak."
A powerful figure in the allied forces sneered disdainfully, saying,
The terrifying attack was accompanied by violent energy.
They attacked the Human Race like a raging storm.
It seemed as if this torrent of energy would engulf Human Race.
His hands moved as if he controlled the power of heaven and earth.
Beams of light shot out from his hands, hurtling towards the Human Race.
Faced with this overwhelming offensive, Ye Changge chuckled.
He showed no fear, as if he were completely confident.
At the same time, he leaped into the air.
Like a roc spreading its wings and soaring high, its hands waving...
Countless mysterious formations shot out from his sleeves.
It burst into multicolored light in mid-air, like a array of stars.
Containing endless Xuanji, the array hummed and hummed.
As if telling ancient secrets, releasing waves of mysterious power.
They resisted the attacks of the allied forces.
" Human Race, how dare you!"
Seeing that Ye Changge dared to take to the air, the allied forces...
A disheveled middle-aged man stepped forward; his hair and beard were unkempt.
He resembled a worldly beggar, yet Ye Changge knew in his heart that...
This person is a top-tier expert at the Initial God Third Stage.
Their strength is extremely formidable; if it weren't for their own unique skills...
The others would probably find it difficult to cope.
He appears unkempt, but in reality, he possesses terrifying internal energy.
It resembles a volcano about to erupt.
"A mere Initial God Third Stage, you dare to challenge me, young master? Take this!"
Zhao Zilong, dressed in White Robe, resembled a divine messenger from the snowy mountains.
With an upright posture and a stern face, he twitched his Dragon Courage Bright Silver Spear.
The tip of the spear gleamed coldly, like a cold star in the night sky.
The moment it pierced through, a phoenix seemed to awaken from ancient times.
He charged out in an instant, his body engulfed in Flame, as if a king of the world had descended.
It exudes an awe-inspiring aura, an aura that seems capable of shattering heaven and earth.
At this moment, it was terrifying to the extreme, even though Zhao Zilong was only at the First Level of the Primordial God Realm.
However, the God-Defying Art he cultivated was too domineering.
It's entirely possible to bridge the gap, giving him the confidence to fight this powerful opponent.
" Human Race, you're courting death! First Level of the Primordial God Realm, who gave you the courage?"
Upon seeing this, the disheveled middle-aged man snorted coldly.
Like a thunderclap, he spoke, and a palm strike came down to suppress them.
His palm resembled a dark cloud, obscuring the sky and the sun.
Its terrifying power seemed to tear the heavens apart, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake.
The space seemed to be torn apart, making cracking sounds that sent chills down one's spine.
Fortunately, at the crucial moment, the God-Defying Art powerfully weakened the attack.
Like an invisible shield, it blocked most of the power.
Finally, it was roughly within Zhao Zilong's tolerance range.
He gritted his teeth, like a resilient warrior, ready to face the remaining onslaught.
slap slap
Ding ding ding
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged several blows.
Each move was like a thunderclap, shaking the surrounding air.
Zhao Zilong's hand holding the gun trembled slightly; he was secretly alarmed.
This opponent is too strong, beyond imagination.
Every move his opponent made seemed to carry immense force, making it difficult for him to defend himself.
" The Initial God Third Stage is indeed powerful. Fortunately, the God-Defying Art is powerful enough to defy the heavens."
Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to withstand one blow.
Zhao Zilong thought to himself, knowing full well just how strong he was.
I understand the predicament we face right now, yet all of this...
It's unbelievable; the opponent's strength is simply terrifying.
He sensed that although the other party was only at the Third Layer of cultivation...
But their combat strength is probably no less than the Fourth Layer, or even stronger.
It was as if they were hiding endless trump cards, making him dare not be careless in the slightest.
Zhao Zilong dared not be careless and quickly unleashed the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear.
His movements were graceful, like a nimble phoenix.
The long spear in his hand resembled the wings of a phoenix, and as it danced,
The terrifying phoenix seemed intent on annihilating everything.
The Flame roared, as if they were setting the heavens and earth ablaze.
The point of the spear seemed to be an abyss of death, making people hesitate to approach.
" The Heaven-Opening Divine Palm, First Palm."
The other party also lost their temper, as if provoked by Zhao Zilong.
His supernatural powers erupted, terrifying powers that seemed capable of Sever Mountains and Rivers.
His palm seemed to transform into a massive mountain, pressing down upon Zhao Zilong.
Wherever it passed, earth and rocks flew everywhere, as if the heavens and earth had collapsed.
"Slap slap"
Two crisp, loud bangs, like thunderclaps, exploded across this small battlefield.
The shockwave caused visible ripples to spread through the surrounding air.
Zhao Zilong felt an Overturning Mountains and Seas force surging towards him.
Instantly, his body flew backward uncontrollably.
Their feet scraped a deep furrow in the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
He gripped the Dragon Courage Bright Silver Spear tightly in both hands, his knuckles turning white.
His palms were marked with bloody welts from the excessive force applied by the gun barrel.
The spear, under the impact of this violent force...
It almost slipped from his hand, the tip of the gun drawing several messy arcs in the air.
"This is simply a monster." Zhao Zilong steadied himself.
His handsome face was now filled with solemnity.
His deep eyes were fixed on his opponent ahead, and he was secretly amazed.
He originally thought that, relying on his painstakingly cultivated God-Defying Art,
Even if the opponent is a powerful being at the Initial God Third Stage,
He could barely put up a fight, but the current situation made him realize that he had underestimated his opponent.
Under the full suppression of the God-Defying Art
The opponent's attack was so domineeringly suppressing him.
Each time the palm wind whistled past
It was as if a surging undercurrent rushed into his body.
His internal energy and blood were churning uncontrollably.
It was as if molten lava was flowing freely through his veins.
It seemed poised to burst forth from its body at any moment; such power was almost unreasonable.
It's so upsetting.
It felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on his chest.
Breathing became somewhat difficult.
" Human Race, is this all the strength you have? Then you may die."
The words uttered by that disheveled middle-aged man were icy and chilling.
Like a cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell,
Filled with endless contempt and murderous intent.
Immediately afterwards, he stomped his foot hard on the ground.
The earth seemed to tremble, and a loud shout rang out:
" Heaven-Opening Divine Palm, Second Palm!" In an instant...
The heavens and earth changed color, the winds and clouds surged, all centered around him.
A power capable of Destruction heaven and earth surged like a raging black tide.
It swept out in an instant, and wherever it passed, space seemed as fragile as paper.
It was easily torn open with dark cracks.
A faint aura of Chaos emanated from the crack.
It was as if it wanted to pull all things in the world back into Chaos, Annihilation all life.
"Damn, so strong."
Zhao Zilong watched helplessly as this scene unfolded, a scene that seemed like the end of the world.
I felt extremely frustrated.
He was a victorious general on the battlefield; he had never been so disheveled.
Now, however, they have truly fallen into a disadvantageous position.
This feeling of powerlessness was like an invisible hand gripping his heart tightly.
"Old Zhao, you're no good. Watch me."
At this critical moment, Yagyu arrived like a black lightning bolt.
He was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, and his movements were agile.
The katana in his hand gleamed with a cold, sinister light in the sunlight.
It exuded a chilling killing intent.
The moment he arrived, the blade struck; without the slightest hesitation, his spiritual energy surged wildly within him.
Converging on the blade, it instantly unleashes Peerless Saber Strike.
He shouted, " God-Slaying One-Blade Slash!" In an instant,