The Enemy of Heaven
The calm voice spread through the air, and the heated battlefield fell silent.
Countless eyes looked at the young man on the skylark's back. There was admiration and anger.
"That guy!"
Xiang Mo's face trembled. Although he was jealous that Qin Hao was supported by many powerhouses, he was still suppressed by Qin Hao's aura. His soul seemed to have been sucked into it, and he couldn't help but admire him.
In front of tens of thousands of troops, he challenged any cultivator below the Emperor Realm of the Xuanyuan Clan alone. Xiang Mo knew he couldn't do such an arrogant tone and courage.
In the Xuanyuan Army, Xuanyuan Wuba was clad in armor and surrounded by an extremely terrifying army. Every aura in the formation was above the Emperor Realm.
There were thousands of figures as far as the eye could see.
This army was made up of Emperor Realm cultivators.
Those below the Emperor Realm could be called the Southern Pride's destructive force.
Next to Xuanyuan Wuba, Xuanyuan Wuying's eyes were filled with hatred. He wanted nothing more than to rush up and tear the young man on the skylark's back to shreds.
A month ago, his son was killed by an arrow in front of him. The young man in white even asked him what a mockery it was to him to save or kill!
"Wuying, this person must die today," Xuanyuan Wuba said coldly. He was the commander of the army in this battle.
His father was watching from above. This battle was of great significance, and he would never allow something similar to Golden Light City to happen again.
He had to crush Feng City in all aspects.
"No, keep him alive. I want him to kneel in front of Feng 'er's memorial tablet and experience what it means to live a life worse than death!"
Xuanyuan Wuying said coldly. Not only Qin Hao, but also the princess of Daliao. He would let Qin Hao see with his own eyes the woman he loved become his consort.
"Who's going to fight?" Xuanyuan Wuyao shouted and looked coldly at the vanguard.
"I'll capture the Xiliang madman!"
In the black mass of air cavalry ahead, a huge warhawk that was much larger than the others rushed out of the formation.
On the back of the warhawk was a mighty figure with extremely strong purple flames.
Xuanyuan Jiang, peak Venerable, half-step Emperor Realm, and deputy commander of the vanguard.
However, his strength was on par with the commander's.
Before the battle broke out, both sides would challenge each other. It was an ancient ritual.
The purpose was to intimidate the enemy, and also to boost the soldiers' morale.
Southern Pride's army had an overwhelming advantage, so they didn't need any morale!
But for the Thousand Cultivator Alliance, whether Qin Hao won or not!
At this time, Xuanyuan Jiang was standing on the back of the war hawk. His eyes were as fierce as a tiger's, and he let out a thunderous roar. He was holding a thick and heavy black spear. Like a flying sharp blade, he cut through the space and stabbed at the white figure on the back of the skylark.
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"Little brat, you dare to challenge me like your Xuanyuan Family's grandpa? I'll let you see what it means to be invincible on the battlefield … Take my spear!"
Xuanyuan Jiang was like a bear riding on a skylark. He kept roaring, and the tip of his spear emitted a blazing Spear Aura. The Spear Aura shot out and shuttled through the void. Like a twisting storm, Xuanyuan Jiang attacked from hundreds of meters away.
The void trembled under the Spear Aura. Crackling sounds kept coming out.
On the city wall, Xiang Mo saw the power of the Spear Aura. His face turned pale.
If Xuanyuan Jiang attacked him, even if he had ten heads, he would not be able to survive.
But Qin Hao was not him!
Qin Hao moved. The three-pointed Sky Extinction Spear on his back pointed diagonally downwards. When the storm came crashing down, he grabbed the end of the spear with his powerful hand and swung it forward violently.
Swoosh!
A half-moon arc was drawn in the air. The light slashed past, bringing out a wave of red fire.
At the same time, there was a faint flash of golden scales on Qin Hao's palm. The strength of the swing suddenly doubled, reaching a terrifying level that ordinary people could not understand.
"You still want to fight back? Gravity Prison!"
Xuanyuan Jiang sneered. Since he had won, he would win beautifully. He would not give Qin Hao a chance. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed the void in front of him.
Squeak!
The space seemed to be squeezed by a strong force. A huge force fell on Qin Hao's body. The flying posture of the bird suddenly sank.
But it was only for a moment. Qin Hao's speed of swinging his spear was not hindered at all. The Spear Aura wrapped in flames still slashed forward. It was like breaking bamboo. It tore the storm apart and went all the way to the top of Xuanyuan Jiang's head. "Bang!" His heavy helmet burst open. Under his messy hair, there was a pair of eyes that were filled with shock.
Then, a line of blood flowed down from his nose.
"How … is … this … possible!"
Xuanyuan Jiang said. His body was separated from the top of his head. Even the thick dragon spear in his hand and the soaring war eagle under him did not escape the terrifying slash. They turned into minced meat and fell from the sky.
One blow, the spear was destroyed, and he was dead.
Half-step Martial Emperor, destroyed!
What was invincible on the battlefield and unparalleled bravery?
Everyone had indeed seen it. Unfortunately, it was not from Xuanyuan Jiang.
It was reflected in the posture of the white-robed figure. It could be called a gorgeous blow!
"Roar!"
In the sky above Feng City, the imposing aura of the 50,000 Pegasus Cavalry was boiling. It was too strong. They did not know how Qin Hao had done it. He was obviously only a Rank Three Yuan Venerate, but he had killed the enemy's Half-step Martial Emperor with a single strike. Moreover, he was the Deputy Commander of the enemy's Air Cavalry Legion.
"Next!"
Qin Hao said expressionlessly. His cold voice continued to spread in the air. His imposing manner was as though one man could hold the pass against ten thousand.
This caused the 100,000 enemy troops to retreat.
"This bastard!"
Xuanyuan Wuyao gnashed his teeth in hatred. Xuanyuan Jiang was not weak, and he had even activated his family's Gravity Source Spirit.
However, Qin Hao was unaffected by the gravity as though it was nothing.
He stood there alone, claiming that he would challenge any martialist below the Martial Emperor level of the Xuanyuan Clan. No one dared to move forward.
"Five of you, go and destroy him together!" Xuanyuan Wuyao roared. Perhaps it was very embarrassing.
However, he wanted to see if Qin Hao was really invincible below the Martial Emperor level. If one was not enough, then five, ten, a hundred, a thousand would be sent. They would exhaust him to death!
"There's no need. Feng 'er's battle has already told us that Qin Hao seems to have cultivated some kind of evil technique that counters the Gravity Source Spirit of our Xuanyuan Clan. Challenging him one by one is tantamount to giving our lives away.
Moreover, when will this fight end? "Xuanyuan Wuying's cold eyes stared at Qin Hao. He did not care about the life and death of others. He just did not want to waste time. Seeing Qin Hao shining brightly, he waved his hand and ordered," Air Cavalry Legion, kill him! "
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