Chapter 1659

Surprisingly, there was still a little reward.

However, right after that, he charged toward the Li family ancestor and Tong Xiangyu to kill them.

His current self was extraordinarily powerful.

That Li family ancestor was only barely a match.

Under such circumstances.

The numerous experts under King Jiuyou's command were thrown into complete disarray.

And that Tong Xiangyu grew ever more valiant.

Every strike that fell carried vast, boundless energy.

At this moment, he was like an unparalleled demon god.

"Hiss!"

A peak eighth-tier Saint expert was torn apart on the spot.

A thick blood mist rose into the air.

Enough to make one's heart tremble with fear.

And the Li family ancestor became entangled with King Jiuyou in one place.

Although King Jiuyou's strength was a notch stronger than his opponent's.

But the trouble was, the other party was carry a burden heavy wounds.

He simply could not gain the upper hand.

And the Great Han at this moment paid no heed to any of that, plunging down to slaughter.

In a short span of time, countless experts perished within the city.

And just at this moment.

Jiuyang City finally dispatched reinforcements that arrived.

These reinforcements were not weak in strength, numbering as many as five million.

But they simply could not hold back the great army of the Jiuzhou Alliance.

They could not even get close.

And outside Jiuyang City at this moment.

King Jiuyou gazed at the distant great army.

The ferocious look in his eyes nearly burst forth.

He knew that this time he was truly finished.

"Great Shang, you lot must not bully others too far.

Wait until my father comes out of seclusion, and he will surely destroy the likes of you.

My Eryebu Society will not let you off either!"

King Jiuyou's vicious voice rang out.

And just as his words had barely fallen.

Tong Xiangyu coldly opened his mouth to speak.

"Since that's the case, this Emperor will first slaughter you, then send you to reunite with that brother of yours!"

As the voice rang out.

The sharp sword in his hand cleaved out directly.

"Whoosh!"

The sword-light was dazzling beyond compare, like a blazing sun crashing down from the heavens.

King Jiuyou did not dare to be careless.

His body instantly retreated toward the rear.

At this moment, he felt as though he had fallen into an abyss.

But even so.

He still could not believe that he would die here.

"Crack!"

Just as he was about to flee.

A burst of Lei Ting's sound rang out at the same instant.

Then, in the gaze of everyone.

A sharp arrow pierced through the air.

Shooting toward his chest.

Its speed was incomparably swift.

Leaving no time for anyone to react.

And King Jiuyou's pupils involuntarily contracted.

Then, he let out a furious roar, wanting to block it.

But it was already too late.

This arrow contained boundless, overwhelming might.

"Bang!"

Under King Jiuyou's gaze of disbelief.

His entire body was pierced through.

Blood splashed up, scattering all around.

At this moment, he looked utterly wretched.

His eyes revealed an even deeper despair.

This time, there was no escaping death.

But just as he was about to speak—

"Crack!"

Tong Xiangyu's sharp blade swung down once more.

This time, the Nine Hells King's neck was severed clean through.

His eyes were wide open.

As if he simply could not believe he had been defeated at the other's hands.

Only, at this moment, Ximen Wudi could no longer afford to worry about much else.

If he didn't strike while the iron was hot, Jiuyang City would be very hard to defend.

And just as Ximen Wudi was about to make his move—

The footsteps of the Great Qin army sounded at this moment.

Causing Ximen Wudi's brow to furrow involuntarily.

"Report, Your Majesty, the reinforcements for Jiuyang City have arrived.

A full three armies—two of them at the Holy Court realm, and one at the Ancestor Hongmeng Holy Court!"

As the voice rang out, a bitter smile tugged at the corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth.

It seemed Jiuyang City could not be held today.

He just didn't know—

Whether Ancestor Hongjun's avatar would appear.

And at that very moment—

Another figure walked over.

It was unmistakably the Primordial Holy Sovereign.

At this moment, he looked at Ximen Wudi.

And said slowly,

"Han Emperor, Your Majesty, are you all right!"

A trace of concern colored his voice.