Chapter 1276

A mere army of the Nine Provinces—how could it possibly do anything to him?

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth curled into a bloodthirsty smile.

The next moment, the great army had finished assembling.

"Kill!"

The 1107th Nine Provinces Legion.

Accompanied by a burst of killing shouts, the sharp blade in Jehovah's hand swept out.

In an instant, the unmatched sword-light drowned the charging Nine Provinces legion.

A ghastly, murderous aura filled the entire world.

Yet those legionaries truly lived up to their name as the elite of Great Zhou.

Even when facing a powerhouse of the Eighth Heaven of Sainthood like Jehovah—

—they still charged without fear of death.

They threw away their lives to entangle the foe, making it so the great army could not break free of the battle circle at all.

And at this moment, Jehovah could not help but fly into a towering rage.

Back in the Primordial, he himself had been renowned far and wide.

But now that he had come to this otherworld, he was actually being held back by a mere Nine Provinces army.

How could he possibly endure it?

"Roar!"

With a furious bellow, the long spear in his hand swept out in a sweeping strike.

Dozens of generals were sent flying straight up into the sky.

Then his body became a streak of flowing light, shooting off toward the direction of Great Qin.

He understood in his heart that as long as Ximen Wudi was slain—

—this war would naturally come to a stop.

Otherwise, his army of several hundred thousand would be buried right here.

Thinking of this, how could he not be anxious?

When he reached the edge of the battlefield—

—golden light flickered in his eyes.

He discovered that the entire battlefield was already littered with corpses.

Fresh blood soaked the earth.

The bodies of Great Qin's soldiers were piled together.

And Ximen Wudi was currently locked in combat with an old man.

The two figures collided again and again.

Ximen Wudi's body had already been shaken until it swayed on the brink of collapse.

Yet that old man, burly of frame, had not retreated a single step.

However, after fighting until now, his eye sockets had gradually turned crimson red.

As if the next moment, blood would drip down.

"Your Majesty, be careful—this Great Sage Equal to Heaven has a physical body that is overwhelmingly powerful.

But as long as you hold on for a moment longer, reinforcements will surely arrive!"

Huang Zhong said deferentially.

His own strength was formidable, but faced with such a situation, he too was beginning to find it hard to hold up.

"Hah, I had long known it.

This Great Sage Equal to Heaven is a peerless fierce man, not to be provoked lightly.

I just never expected him to come this fast!"

Hearing the other's voice, Ximen Wudi said with a cold laugh.

The instant his words fell, he went charging forward to meet them.

A palm shot out, and a blazing palm-print whistled forth.

And at this moment, Jehovah was unwilling to let slip such a fine opportunity.

He knew that as long as he could slay Ximen Wudi, Great Zhou would be left without a leader.

Defeat would be certain.

Thinking of this, he lunged in for the kill without the slightest hesitation.

The two were instantly entangled with each other.

Yet when the two sides parted—

—the armor on Ximen Wudi's body had already shattered.

And on Jehovah's chest there was an even more vicious claw-mark.

Clearly he had been clawed by the other.

But that old man's condition was not much better either; the hair-knot on his head had already come loose and fallen apart.

Clearly he too was no lightly injured.

Yet they paid no heed to any of this.

Because this was the moment that would decide victory and defeat.

A wild look appeared in Jehovah's eyes.

He knew that if he did not take this chance to slay Ximen Wudi—

What awaited him was only the path of falling.

Thinking of this, he could no longer afford to consider too much.

The sharp sword in his hand, in an instant, drew out a resplendent sword-light, sweeping toward Ximen Wudi.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten the surrounding crowd.

Seeing such a scene, not only was there no fear in Ximen Wudi's eyes, instead an excited look emerged.

1108: Extraordinary

When the opponent's sword-light was about to pierce his body, he met it with a single fist.

"Roar!"

His fist-condensed true dragon form, roaring out toward Jehovah.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the two sides collided.

A violent explosion rang out.

Immediately after, Ximen Wudi was sent flying.

This Jehovah's strength was truly extraordinary.

If not for his breakthrough to the Seventh Layer of Saint, he likely would have been completely unable to withstand the opponent's assault.

At this moment, he grew increasingly wretched.

"Hmph!"

Jehovah gave a cold snort.

His footsteps hurried.

With every step, the momentum on his body increased by a fraction.

In a short time, he raised his strength to the Eighth Layer of Saint.

Such a sudden change made the soldiers of Great Qin all involuntarily shrink their pupils.

If this continued, Ximen Wudi would undoubtedly die.

"Retreat!"

At this moment, Huang Zhong could no longer hold on, let out a roar, and prepared to flee.

"Kill, my Divine Court's army absolutely cannot retreat!"