Myriad Realms Summoning System
Chapter Summary
The soldiers from both countries who were fighting each other below could not endure the intense heat, so they temporarily stopped killing and circulated their true energy to resist the impact of the air waves. However, compared to a physical training master like Dian Qing who can dominate the realm of Martial King, Ba Hu is nothing more than that in his eyes. "Zhang Liao will lose!" Just as Xiao Chen was equally shocked by the fight between the two, Dian Qing's voice rang in his ears.
"Dark Snake, actually failed?"
Ba Hu looked at the scene in front of him in some disbelief. This was the first time he saw An Snake fail. What exactly happened just now?
Zhang Liao, who escaped the danger, felt relieved, but was also filled with rage as he almost lost his life just now.
"Poison Wolf, I want you to die!"
Zhang Liao shouted angrily, then gathered all his internal energy, as if he had transformed into a burning fireman, and chopped at the poisonous wolf with blazing flames that spread over an area of several miles.
At this time, Zhang Liao's heart was filled with brutal murderous intent.
"It seems that your Majesty's general is enraged!"
Bai Feng was sitting on top of the dead tree, with his arms folded across his chest, gently rotating a bird feather talisman in his right hand.
Just now, at the critical moment, he used a bird feather talisman to deflect the Dark Snake's soft sword.
Xiao Chen did not say anything, but stared at the battle in the distance.
"The sword burns the heavens!"
Zhang Liao struck the poisonous wolf away with one blow, breaking free from its entanglement. Then, without waiting for the poisonous wolf to steady itself, Zhang Liao once again transformed into a beam of fire that shot up into the sky and fiercely smashed towards it.
Faced with the ferocious Zhang Liao, the poisonous wolf's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his claws to block.
Bang!
Zhang Liao's angry sword strike was extremely powerful. What's more, he was one level higher than the Poison Wolf, so it was impossible for the Poison Wolf to block it.
“So strong!”
The poisonous wolf felt a sweet taste in his throat, and felt a huge force hitting his body hard, and then he flew backwards nearly a thousand meters away.
At the same time, the pair of claws in his hands, which were of mid-grade spiritual weapons, felt hot.
brush!
After severely wounding the poisonous wolf with one blow, Zhang Liao still kept approaching him relentlessly, intending to chop off his head with a knife before he could react.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The soldiers of the Tenglong Legion below saw their commander Zhang Liao display his great power, and they all showed excitement and roared to the sky.
Fighting between generals on the battlefield can often inspire the morale of soldiers to the greatest extent. This is especially true in the Tianluo Continent, where fighting between generals is even more prevalent.
However, Ba Hu, the leader of the Crazy Beast Mercenary Group on the battlefield, will not see this scene happen.
When he saw the poisonous wolf in danger, he instantly brought his sturdy and strong body to Zhang Liao and punched him.
"Get out of here!"
Ba Hu roared loudly, and actually collided with Zhang Liao's fierce sword with his bare hands.
The scorching air waves rolled across the battlefield. The soldiers from both countries who were fighting each other below could not endure the intense heat, so they temporarily stopped killing and circulated their true energy to resist the impact of the air waves.
Poison Wolf took this opportunity to return to the Wild Beast Mercenary Group and escaped the disaster.
“This power…!”
Zhang Liao was caught off guard and was knocked back by Ba Hu's punch. The sickle in his hand was bent to the extreme, as if it could be broken if he applied a little more force.
Zhang Liao estimated that the force of this punch could reach 100,000 pounds, enough to split mountains and crack rocks.
"His physical strength is good, but that's all. It's not enough to kill Zhang Liao."
Sitting cross-legged under a tree, the taciturn Dian Qing made a comment for the first time.
However, compared to a physical training master like Dian Qing who can dominate the realm of Martial King, Ba Hu is nothing more than that in his eyes.
At the same time, Dark Snake, who had been searching in the dark for the person who had just rescued Zhang Liao, also noticed Xiao Chen and the other two.
Two of the three men were standing on the treetops, while one was sitting cross-legged at the foot of the tree. They stood out from the crowd on this bloody battlefield.
Feeling Dark Snake's gaze, Xiao Chen couldn't help but look at him, then a smile appeared on his lips.
It was this smile that made Dark Snake's heart suddenly chill, and he even felt a little bit of fear.
"What's going on? This guy is just a weakling who has just entered the Martial Marquis realm. Why does he make me feel so scared?"
Anshe was very puzzled. He was a five-star military commander and had no reason to be afraid of Xiao Chen, a one-star military marquis.
It must be an illusion! Dark Snake consoled himself, and then forced his eyes to turn to the battle between Zhang Liao and Tyrant Tiger.
"Are we going to kill this man?" Bai Feng asked softly after Dark Snake turned his gaze away.
In his eyes, the Dark Snake was not much stronger than an ant. Moreover, if he had not acted in time, Zhang Liao would have been killed by him.
Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, they will die sooner or later anyway, let's see how many experts the Xianglong Kingdom has found to help us!"
Xiao Chen didn't know that these people were mercenaries hired by the Xianglong Kingdom. He was still wondering where the other party found so many generals.
Throwing aside these messy thoughts in his mind, Xiao Chen said to the two again: "Bai Feng, Dian Qing, please take action at the right time and save Zhang Liao."
In the distant sky, Zhang Liao had already fought with Ba Hu for dozens of rounds.
Even as strong as Zhang Liao was, he was completely at a disadvantage in a head-on battle with Ba Hu.
Not only is Ba Hu more powerful than Zhang Liao, he is also a rare person who practices both physical and martial arts. His strength in all aspects completely suppresses Zhang Liao.
Ba Hu did not use any weapons. His body itself was like a magical weapon, extremely tough. He relied on his fists to attack Zhang Liao.
Each of his punches had the power to break dozens of boulders. Zhang Liao only took a few punches, and his hands holding the sickle were cracked and bleeding.
At the same time, his chest began to ache slightly and he might spit out blood at any time.
"Hmph, let me see how many punches you can take from me!" Seeing that Zhang Liao had fought with him for such a long time, Bahu's face looked a little ugly.
He was at a higher level than Zhang Liao, but he felt humiliated when he could not defeat his subordinates after attacking them for a long time.
"Zhang Liao, be proud of yourself. You can see my strongest power now!"
Ba Hu roared angrily, and the animal skin wrapped around his upper body suddenly cracked, revealing his dragon-like muscles.
His body was slightly arched forward, and his skin seemed to be evaporated by the flames, turning extremely red, with wisps of steam floating in the air.
Feeling the pressure from Ba Hu, Zhang Liao tightened his grip on the knife, and even got a little sweat on his palms.
"Break all the laws with your fist!!!"
Ba Hu's voice spread throughout the battlefield, like thunder exploding in the ears, making people want to cover their ears.
At the same time, Ba Hu turned into a truly ferocious tiger, ready to tear to pieces all the enemies in front of him.
boom!
Ba Hu's punch was finally delivered, and a transparent beam of light with a diameter of five meters and a length of a hundred feet went across Zhang Liao.
"Mountain-guarding Knife!"
Facing Ba Hu's fatal punch, Zhang Liao showed no fear at all.
He is a soldier, and a soldier's fate is to die on the battlefield. It is a shame for him to retreat in the face of the enemy, so he chooses to face the enemy head-on.
The mountain-guarding sword! The sword array of the mountains!
Zhang Liao understood the ultimate application of the sword's power. He poured all the strength of an eight-star martial commander into the blade, and was able to shatter a mountain with one blow.
"What an amazing swordsmanship! This move is likely to be able to kill a martial arts master. Is this Zhang Liao's true strength?"
There was a deep fear in Dark Snake's eyes, and then his figure retreated several miles away.
He had a premonition that the sparks created by the collision between Ba Hu's powerful fist and Zhang Liao's mountain-piercing sword would strangle all those affected.
"Zhang Liao will lose!"
Just as Xiao Chen was equally shocked by the fight between the two, Dian Qing's voice rang in his ears.