" Amitabha Buddha! With your help, esteemed benefactors, this old monk will ultimately intervene and give that young benefactor a swift and painless end!"
The Patriarch Red Sun chanted a Buddhist prayer, but his words almost made the burly old man and the others want to curse.
Their intention was clear: they wanted them to confront Wang Hao's Wuji Sword Formation head-on, while the Patriarch Red Sun would sit in the background and wait for the right opportunity to launch Critical Strike.
As for when the Patriarch Red Sun will finally make his move, and how many men they will lose before he does, that's not something they're considering.
But do they have the right to refuse?
The burly old man and his companions glanced at the Patriarch Red Sun, whose murderous intent was palpable, and then at the tens of thousands of troops wielding powerful crossbows not far away. In the end, they could only helplessly accept their fate.
"Then the Grandmaster would better act quickly, otherwise our losses will be too great, and we may not be able to trap that brat."
The burly old man replied with a fierce but weak voice, which could be considered a threat.
He understood that the Patriarch Red Sun definitely intended to weaken them by using the Wuming Wuji Sword Formation, but they would never be completely passively tricked. If pushed to the limit, they were capable of anything.
In any case, this cooperation would benefit both sides if they cooperated, and harm both sides if they separated. The Wuming posed a great threat to them, but an even greater threat to the nomadic tribes of the grasslands.
" Amitabha Buddha!"
The Patriarch Red Sun chanted a Buddhist prayer and said nothing more, clearly indicating that he had accepted the other party's conditions.
Just as the burly old man and the others were about to make a move against Wang Hao, suddenly the sound of ten thousand horses galloping came from the south. Looking up, they saw a cavalry force of ten thousand men rushing towards them from dozens of miles away, led by seven old nuns dressed in simple monk's robes.
It was the seven reclusive nuns of the Mount Heng Sword Sect who had witnessed Wang Hao's perilous situation and, together with Xu Miaoyin, led ten thousand cavalry to his rescue.
Upon seeing this, Wang Hao's heart stirred. Without the slightest hesitation, he signaled the Big White beneath him to rush south, preparing to join forces with the Mount Heng Sword Sect.
With the assistance of those seven Half-step Innate nuns, we are confident that we can withstand even those dozens of Half-step Innate experts from the Central Plains martial arts world.
Because the Patriarch Red Sun and the burly old man were standing on the ground, and their view was blocked by 100,000 troops, they did not see the situation to the south immediately and therefore could not respond quickly.
However, after Wang Hao was carried by Big White for dozens of feet, these people finally reacted and quickly used their lightness skills to leap up. They saw the Mount Heng Sword Sect and others who came to their aid, as well as the 10,000-strong cavalry.
"Oh no, it's those old nuns from the Mount Heng Sect! Don't let them get together!"
Seeing the situation clearly, the burly old man roared and rushed forward to try and hold Wang Hao back, with the others quickly following suit.
That's right, just stall!
They never intended to confront Wang Hao head-on, because after the Wuji Sword Formation was replaced with its strongest longsword, the threat it posed to them increased several times over.
Faced with the Wuji Sword Formation at this moment, if they were to confront it head-on, although they were confident that they could break through it, there would probably be very few of them left. So, being able to hold it off was already their limit.
Correspondingly, upon seeing the Mount Heng Sword Sect's reinforcements, Khan Wantu and others immediately ordered the southern part of the army to turn around and intercept them, preparing to use powerful crossbows to block them.
Unfortunately, in order to trap Wang Hao, they had already made special arrangements for their army, so changing direction would take some time.
Perhaps it wouldn't matter at other times, at least they could complete the conversion before that Han cavalry force of ten thousand arrived, but it wouldn't work against Wang Hao.
The speed of the white wolf Da Big White beneath Wang Hao was comparable to that of a Grandmaster. In the blink of an eye, she rushed to the front of the alien army to the south. The Wuji Sword Formation crushed them like a sphere, leaving a trail of devastation in its wake, with no one able to withstand it.
With Wang Hao's interference, the southern grassland army only managed to divert a small portion of its forces. After firing over a thousand arrows, they were overtaken by the seven old nuns of the Mount Heng Sword Sect who led a cavalry force of ten thousand men. They only lost a few hundred men along the way.
Xu Miaoyin only breathed a sigh of relief when she rushed close. She had been mentally prepared to lose more than half of her men, after all, the crossbows in the hands of those grassland army were too terrifying. They simply couldn't withstand the volley of arrows and could only charge forward at the cost of their lives.
Fortunately, Wang Hao was disrupting the formation of the grassland army at the front, preventing them from turning around in time; otherwise, their losses would have been much greater.
"Seniors, please enter the battle and join me in annihilating the remaining alien army!"
Wang Hao roared, opening a gap in the sword formation facing the seven old nuns.
The seven reclusive nuns used their lightness skills to enter in single file, forming the Mount Heng Sword Formation to protect Wang Hao and Dingzhen inside.
At the same time, Wang Hao also released the numerous huskies from within the sword formation.
After all, he will mainly be dealing with those Half-step Innate experts and the Patriarch Red Sun is poised to strike. Although those two huskies have strength comparable to Super-First-Rate martial artists, they are useless at this level.
Furthermore, the spare flying swords on Erha's back have already been taken away, so they are useless to keep. It would be better to release them and let them join the cavalry behind.
The moment the eighteen huskies were released, more than a dozen figures in flowing monk robes rushed forward and landed on the backs of the huskies. The one in the lead was none other than Abbess Qingmiao, the head of the Mount Heng Sword Sect.
Abbess Qingmiao and the others knew about the huskies that Dingzhen kept, and had occasionally spent time with them, so they were quite familiar with them and naturally knew the strength of these dogs that looked like wolves.
In such a fierce battle, having a good mount can greatly increase the chances of victory, and at the same time, it can greatly reduce the pressure on the 10,000-strong cavalry army behind you.
Xu Miaoyin glanced at the many huskies under Abbess Qingmiao, then looked at the ordinary warhorse she was riding, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed. However, when she saw a fine horse that had been released along with the many huskies, her eyes lit up, and she quickly got off the horse, used her lightness skill to rush up, and took it down.
This steed was far superior to her previous mounts; while it couldn't compare to those huskies, it wasn't far behind.
This steed was the very one Wang Hao had ridden earlier, and the remaining flying swords on its back had all been Dingzhen to the back of the Big White.
With Wang Hao's Wuji Sword Formation leading the way, and with the support of masters from the Mount Heng Sword Sect such as Abbess Qingmiao, as well as many experts from the border martial arts world, this 10,000-strong cavalry force displayed unimaginable and astonishing combat power, almost sweeping through the alien army.
Despite having only 10,000 men against a well-equipped army of 100,000 from the steppes, who were armed with powerful crossbows, they held their own and even showed signs of overwhelming the enemy.
The dozens of Half-step Innate experts from the Central Plains martial arts world all had their eyes flashing when they saw this scene. They had some ideas in their minds, and at the same time, they reduced the strength of their attacks. They didn't even dare to get close to confront Wang Hao's Wuji Sword Formation anymore. Instead, they launched attacks such as saber qi and Saber Qi qi from a distance to wear him down.
There was no other way; although Wang Hao was their enemy, so were the alien armies.
If they don't wipe out these alien armies first, even if they're lucky enough to capture that kid, they might not be able to leave.
Most importantly, after this time, one of them had remembered the origins of the Patriarch Red Sun, who was a rather ruthless and Ruthless, known as the Blood Devil in the grasslands.
Even at the beginning, the other party wasn't called the Patriarch Red Sun, but Blood Sun, the blood-red one!
That's another formidable killer; if he goes all out, he'd definitely be able to contend with or even cripple that kid.
Having understood this, these Half-step Innate experts changed their strategy.
After all, they would rather obtain the secret techniques from that kid than kill him.
"Benefactor Wan Tu, it seems those people can't be trusted. Not only will we be unable to leverage their help this time, but we'll also face betrayal later. For now, this old monk has no choice but to release him!"
Standing beside Khan Wantu, the Patriarch Red Sun calmly observed the battlefield. He quickly deduced the enemy's intentions from their behavior, realizing that their previous plan was no longer feasible.
"These damned Han lackeys!"
With a gloomy face, Khan Wantu was filled with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.
He had leverage to threaten those people, while they also had leverage to threaten him.
If we really push those people too far, they might turn against us, which would be disastrous.
They only had the Patriarch Red Sun and three Half-step Innate experts on their side, which was simply not enough to contend with the enemy in close combat, especially now that their main army was entangled with Wang Hao and his group.
So he had no choice but to endure it!
"Benefactor, please leave!"
With a sigh of relief, the Patriarch Red Sun signaled to Khan Wantu and the others to leave this place as soon as possible.
Once he unleashes the power within him, he will become ruthless, unable to distinguish friend from foe, and may very well turn against Khan Wantu and others.
Therefore, it's best to make them retreat as soon as possible!
"Be careful, Ancestor!"
Without delay, Khan Wantu respectfully replied and quickly led his personal guards toward the pontoon bridge behind him. The other tribal leaders also hurriedly followed, all looking relieved.
As nobles and high-ranking members of the grasslands, they naturally knew more or less about the background of the Patriarch Red Sun. Don't be fooled by his current amiable appearance as a high-ranking monk; in fact, when he first started out, he was a great killing god who had gone mad from practicing martial arts. Back then, he single-handedly slaughtered more than a dozen tribes, with tens of thousands of people dying tragically.
Moreover, in that demonic state, the opponent becomes truly insane when killing, regardless of their identity, even infants and women can wield their demonic blades and slaughter thousands.
Back then, it caused a huge sensation in the entire grassland martial arts world. If it weren't for the Living Buddha from the Esoteric Sect Ancestral Land personally taking action, it would have been truly difficult to defeat the opponent.
Later, the Patriarch Red Sun had fallen into demonic possession, was converted by the Living Buddha and began to cultivate Buddhism again. However, it is said that the Patriarch Red Sun still falls into demonic possession from time to time over the years. Moreover, due to the forceful suppression, his demonic thoughts have become deeper and deeper, and it is said that they have formed inner demons.
Once the other party unleashes their inner demons, they will become more powerful, more terrifying, and more insane than before.
It was precisely because of this terrifying reputation that they didn't dare to object when Khan Wantu ordered them to besiege Wang Hao at all costs. They didn't even dare to make the slightest move, for fear of being targeted by the Patriarch Red Sun.
If that person were to go berserk again and wreak havoc in their tribe, it would be disastrous.
" Blood Sun! Blood Sun! I never thought I'd have the chance to personally Xie Feng on you!"
The Patriarch Red Sun took down a curved sword hanging behind his back, his expression quite complex.
This is the scimitar he wielded when he fell into demonic possession. It was called Blood Sun, and he used it to kill tens of thousands of people, causing the originally crimson blade to turn into an eerie dark red.
After being awakened by the Living Buddha, he personally sealed the Blood Sun Scimitar with molten iron and vowed never to use it again. But who would have thought that he would personally Xie Feng it today to awaken his inner demons? How ridiculous!
Taking a deep breath, Patriarch Red Sun channeled his scorching and Tyrannical Dao Innate True Qi, shattering the layer of raw iron solidified on the blade and revealing the dark red blade within. A sinister aura surged forth.
Staring directly at the dark red blade, the Patriarch Red Sun's eyes gradually took on a blood-red hue, which deepened over time, showing a tendency to turn into the same dark red as the blade.
At the same time, Wang Hao, who was leading his cavalry to annihilate the alien army, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the Patriarch Red Sun, his expression extremely solemn.