Chapter 1544
Yet a figure appeared beside the two of them.
The stranger's build was massive, entirely shrouded in a black robe.
In his hand he held a long spear, shining with brilliant cold light under the sun.
"Who are you!"
Seeing the black-robed man, Li Jing coldly barked.
"Chir!"
But to his shock, the next moment, the man thrust his spear forward directly.
Sharp wind sliced through the void.
Li Jing had no time to react.
His entire chest was pierced through.
Blood sprayed out; his eyes bulged wide, yet showed not a trace of life.
"Sss!"
Seeing this scene, the other Yan generals involuntarily drew in a sharp breath.
This sight was too shocking—it froze them stiff in place.
"Hmph!"
Just then, the black-robed man let out a cold snort and prepared to draw his sword.
Seeing the sharp spear, everyone tensed involuntarily.
But the next instant, a vast pressure spread throughout heaven and earth.
Then Ji Hao's icy voice rang out.
"How dare you? You seek death!"
The moment his words ended,
He vanished from his spot, leaving only a lingering afterimage.
Simultaneously, a colossal spiritual form appeared behind him.
It was none other than the Ancestral Wu, Zhurong's spiritual form.
"Roar!"
Then he punched forward.
Blazing flames raged through the air.
"Crack!"
The black-robed man's spear shattered piece by piece.
"You—you're Ji Hao!"
A cry of shock escaped the black-robed man's lips.
"Bang!"
But Ji Hao paid him no heed.
He kicked out again.
Directly striking the man's abdomen.
Then a burst of blood mist exploded.
The black-robed man was utterly slain.
"Ding, congratulations, host! Gained 100,000 Kill Value, 100 Merit Points!"
A voice sounded in Ji Hao's ear.
"Bold!"
"Audacious!"
Yet before Ji Hao could turn his gaze toward them,
A roar of fury rang out.
Then several alien race elites appeared in Ji Hao's line of sight.
Their bodies radiated thick, oppressive aura.
Their surroundings swirled with demonic energy, filling all with dread.
"Alien demons, how dare you be so arrogant!"
One general stepped forward, roaring.
Then he charged toward the alien warriors.
Their cultivation level was Chaos Jin Xian Fourth Reckoning—capable of matching him.
Seeing this scene,
Ji Hao made no move to intervene.
He knew that if no one acted, these Han generals could not possibly hold back.
Indeed, though the Yan generals possessed formidable cultivation,
They could barely hold their own against these aliens.
Ji Hao, meanwhile, observed the aliens' combat patterns, seeking a way to break them.
When he noticed their attacks were sharp but lacked speed, he finally moved.
His body flashed—and vanished from his spot.
"Ang!"
1233 paid no attention.
As his voice fell.
Around his body, a five-clawed Jin Long instantly let out a roar.
Charging toward those alien race.
"Boom!"
A tremendous crash rang out.
The two great armies instantly became intertwined in one place.
"Roar!"
Wave after wave of furious roars echoed across the battlefield.
On both sides' strong fighters, almost every single moment, someone fell.
And all of this, Ji Hao paid no attention to.
At this moment, he merely stood quietly in place.
A glint flickered in his eyes.
As if he was deducing something.
And just as Ji Hao was pondering.
The generals of Great Yan could no longer hold on.
Though they were brave and fierce, facing such alien race, they still felt it was a struggle.
"Haha, truly unexpected — the so-called generals of Great Yan are also cowards who fear death!"
"Boom!"
An alien-race general charged straight into the crowd, seized a general in his hand, and hurled him viciously out.
Not even letting the man let out a wretched cry.
His entire body turned into a pile of minced flesh, dying in utter misery.
Such a scene further roused the alien race's ferocity.
They attacked madly, every strike lethal.
Causing Great Yan's side to suffer heavy losses of soldiers and commanders, utterly unable to resist.
"Your Majesty, we must retreat!"
Seeing Great Yan's generals gradually being surrounded.
Li Jing said unwillingly.
An anxious look showing in his eyes.
End of Chapter
