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Chapter 169: Old Immortal of Southern Splendor

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As one of the few War Gods on the Heavenly Martial Continent.

They are the group standing at the very top of the Heavenly Martial Continent.

And they still have a wonderful life to enjoy.

Why work so hard?

Therefore, each time they went to the battlefield to accompany the Shituo Wang in a performance, they even once became a delicacy of the Auspicious Prefecture Great Qian Army.

Everyone just goes through the motions when they go to the battlefield.

Rather than risking their lives with that foolish Shanshituo.

And at this moment, Yun Xinrou was also somewhat speechless.

Although he is still young, he wishes to achieve merit.

But at least, when they recently got close, they showed mercy toward him.

An archer general was caught off guard by someone of the same rank as the Shituo Wang.

The result goes without saying.

Therefore, watching the Shituo Wang's figure gradually fade away.

Yun Xinrou hesitated for a moment.

In the end, she still let the Shituo Wang leave.

Meanwhile, as the Shituo Wang loafed around, the Shanshituo was held back by Yang Yin.

The central army's Huang Chong was in a bit of a pickle.

He tried to organize an effective counterattack, but Nangong Tianxia and the others' offensive was simply too fierce.

Moreover, previously, several War Gods of the Auspicious Prefecture Great Qian Army, in the absence of the Shanshituo and the Shituo Wang,

also joined the encirclement and suppression of Huang Chong.

Coordinating with the Thunder Marsh Dragon Cavalry heavy cavalry, they could not be resisted at all.

Watching his troops being wiped out bit by bit, Huang Chong's heart filled with despair.

However, Huang Chong, after all a generation's hero, though faced with dire straits, was not frightened.

Instead, he quickly summoned his subordinates' commanders, as well as the remaining three of the Five Tiger Generals, and set up a defensive formation.

At the same time, he personally went into battle, wielding his broadsword, and engaged in a fierce fight with the Great Qian Army.

However, the difference in strength between the two sides was simply too great.

The elite troops and strong generals led by Nangong Tianxia and several Great Qian War Gods, whether in equipment, training, or morale, far surpassed Huang Chong's army.

Behind them, the Thunder Marsh Dragon Cavalry was even more neat and uniform, with bright armor, spears like a forest, and hoofbeats like thunder, forming an unstoppable iron torrent.

Therefore, the battle presented a one-sided situation from the very start.

Inside Huang Chong's central army main camp, the originally arrogant and overbearing atmosphere had completely vanished.

Faced with the combined attack of Nangong Tianxia and several War Gods, Huang Chong's troops appeared unable to withstand a single blow.

Huang Chong himself also had a pallid face, his eyes showing disbelief and fear.

Nangong Tianxia wielded the Heaven-Splitting God-Slaying Spear, like a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, thrusting left and right within Huang Chong's army, as if entering an uninhabited realm.

Wherever he passed, Yellow Turban Army soldiers collapsed one after another, blood staining the entire battlefield red.

And the Thunder Marsh Dragon Cavalry was like a sharp dagger, directly plunging into the belly of the Huang Chong army, cutting them to pieces.

Under such an offensive, Huang Chong's army quickly fell to the brink of collapse.

Seeing the situation unfavorable, Huang Chong attempted to organize an effective counterattack.

However, his orders could not be conveyed in the chaos; the soldiers fought individually and could not form any effective resistance.

Nangong Tianxia and the several War Gods then pursued the victory, giving Huang Chong no chance to catch his breath.

The Yellow Turban Army's formation was completely thrown into disarray, and the soldiers dropped their weapons and fled in all directions.

And Huang Chong himself was in a sorry state; under the protection of a few personal guards, he charged left and right, trying to break out.

In the panic, he discarded his own armor and weapons, changed into ordinary soldier's attire, and attempted to escape amidst the chaos.

However, his actions did not escape Nangong Tianxia's eyes.

Each time, they were blocked back by Nangong Tianxia and the others.

Seeing that his army had completely lost the ability to resist, Huang Chong's heart also welled up with a feeling of despair.

He knew that in today's battle he had lost completely, with no chance left to turn the tide.

Thus he abandoned the idea of breaking out and turned to flee toward the distance.

Nangong Tianxia and the others naturally would not let slip this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity, leading the great army in relentless pursuit.

During his flight, Huang Chong discarded all his armor and weapons, taking only a few personal guards on fast horses, racing all the way.

Yet how could their speed compare to that of the elite troops led by Nangong Tianxia and the others?

Nangong Tianxia thrust his spear at Huang Chong's back, knocking him off his horse.

Huang Chong fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to get up and continue fleeing, but he had no strength left.

Nangong Tianxia stepped forward, placed a foot on his back, and coldly said: 'Huang Chong, rebel, today is your day of death!'

Huang Chong now had no strength left to resist and could only be at the mercy of Nangong Tianxia and the others.

He knew his fate was already sealed and could not be changed.

Thus he closed his eyes, awaiting the final moment.

Just as Huang Chong hovered between life and death, an old Daoist in a Daoist robe, with the aura of an immortal, floated over.

He held a whisk, and with a light sweep, an invisible force neutralized Nangong Tianxia's attack.

Then, with a flash of his figure, he appeared beside Huang Chong, and with a light sweep of his whisk, a gentle force stabilized Huang Chong's injuries.

Old Immortal, save me!

Huang Chao saw the arrival of the Nanhua Old Immortal, as if seeing a savior, and struggled to shout.

Nanhua Old Immortal, do you want to intervene in these worldly affairs?

Huang Chao is a hero of chaotic times; his deeds have already provoked heaven's wrath and people's resentment in the Great Qian.

If you save him, you will be an enemy to the world!

Nangong Tianxia brandished his Heaven-Splitting God-Slaying Spear and said coldly.

General Nangong, I, the poor Daoist, am not saving Huang Chao to make an enemy of the world, but because his life should not end here.

Heavenly Dao has constancy; all things have birth and death. Although Huang Chao has committed many sins, I merely wish to give him a chance to start anew.

Of course, this is merely the poor Daoist doing his best.

If the general can repel the old Daoist, then the old Daoist will naturally have no second words.

Nanhua Old Immortal heard the words, lightly shook his head and said.

Hmph! Heavenly Dao has constancy?

His crimes are so numerous that bamboo slips cannot record them; how could he easily start anew?

Today I will surely behead him to comfort the myriad people of the world!

Nangong Tianxia coldly laughed.

Having said that, he waved his long spear and directly led the Leize Dragon Cavalry in a fierce attack against Nanhua Old Immortal and Huang Chao.

Nanhua Old Immortal saw the situation and was not startled.

He lightly waved his horsetail whisk, and an invisible force instantly spread, completely neutralizing the attacks of Nangong Tianxia and the Leize Dragon Cavalry into nothingness.

Nanhua Old Immortal, as a cultivator you should be tranquil and inactive; why involve yourself in worldly affairs?

Huang Chao harbors great ambition; if not eliminated, he will surely bring greater disaster to the world.

Nangong Tianxia's face sank like water, he spoke angrily.

Seeing Nangong Tianxia so obstinate, Nanhua Old Immortal couldn't help but sigh.

He knew today's matter could not be easily resolved; he could only speak with strength.

Thus, he brandished his horsetail whisk and fought together with Nangong Tianxia.

Their figures darted quickly through the air; each collision produced a deafening roar.

Nanhua Old Immortal's Dao arts were mysterious and unfathomable; at times he transformed into myriad sword shadows to attack Nangong Tianxia; at times he deployed a protective shield to block the Leize Dragon Cavalry's charge; at times he used softness to overcome hardness to defuse Nangong Tianxia's fierce offensive.

Nangong Tianxia also showed no weakness; his Heaven-Splitting God-Slaying Spear moved like a wandering dragon, agile and free; each swing could cause the air to tremble.

Meanwhile, under his leadership, the Leize Dragon Cavalry also displayed great combat power, repeatedly launching fierce charges against Nanhua Old Immortal.

In the end, Nangong Tianxia and the Leize Dragon Cavalry still gained the upper hand.

(End of chapter)

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