Dozens of Yuan Qi intertwined and seemed capable of tearing everything to pieces.
"Second Master is here. Everyone, get lost!"
Suddenly, a shout came from above.
Qin Hao looked up and saw a thick blood-colored ball of light descending rapidly.
Buzz!
Qin Hao was hit by the blood-colored ball on the spot.
However, it didn't cause him any harm.
Instead, the blood-colored ball exploded outward and turned into a ring of bloody light that struck the rebel army.
Immediately, the sound of people vomiting blood and flying backward was heard.
Even the few Venerable Level assassins who were hiding underground were hit by this force, and they couldn't help but bounce back. They spat out mouthfuls of blood in panic, and they quickly disappeared into the air.
At that moment, there was another person beside Qin Hao.
It was a white-haired warrior with a pointed green hat, holding a whisk in his hand, and a ruddy complexion.
"Old Demon, I've implicated you!"
Qin Hao looked at the martialist beside him apologetically.
"You don't have to say this between us!"
The Old Demon's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
He wasn't confident that he could survive against such a lineup.
Disregarding the small fries, the 11 peak Yuan Venerates weren't any weaker than him.
Furthermore, the other party had a Lesser Sovereign overseeing them.
Unless Shen Tianfeng, Yao Lao, and Dan Xuan were all present, they wouldn't stand a chance.
However, the Old Demon had no regrets. In fact, he was glad that he hadn't listened to Qin Hao and returned to Western Liang.
Otherwise, who would be able to accompany the little ancestor today?
"Huh?
Who is it? "
The one-armed old man squinted his eyes and stared carefully at the Old Demon.
This person had sent all 50 of his subordinates flying. Although there weren't any top experts among the 50 subordinates, there was no lack of level-seven or even level-eight Yuan Venerates.
Even so, they still couldn't withstand a single move from this person.
It was obvious that this green hat fellow wasn't just strong.
What puzzled the one-armed old man even more was that he had led his men to lie in ambush in advance but hadn't discovered that there was someone hiding here.
Who exactly was this person?
Was he Xiao Yi's subordinate?
Was he secretly responsible for protecting Xiao Han?
No!
His intuition told him that this person might not have anything to do with Xiao Yi.
In fact, the Old Demon didn't even have the scent of a native of the Northern Frontier.
"I can bestow upon you all the honor of addressing me as Second Master!"
The old monster spoke unhurriedly with a cold smile.
The Blood Emperor was the Blood Emperor after all. His head could be cut off, and he could die, but his pride wouldn't be extinguished.
"Your Excellency, I don't think you're from the Northern Frontier. The North Vanquishing Prince is here to do something, so I advise you to get out of here as soon as possible.
Or, you can choose to join … "
The one-armed old man wanted to say, "You can join us and work together for a great cause!"
However, he was interrupted by the Old Demon. "I just want to lose my mother. Hurry up!"
After saying that, the Old Demon inelegantly pushed his head forward.
When the one-armed old man saw this scene, he immediately fumed with anger and flew into a rage. The guy who wore the green hat was already very wretched, yet he still dared to insult the one-armed old man's deceased mother.
Aunty can tolerate it, but uncle can't!
"Kill!"
The old man waved his hand behind him.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Immediately, four of the 11 peak Yuan Venerates flew out and transformed into four tyrannical purple lights that headed straight for the Old Demon.
The fact that the Old Demon could get four peak Yuan Venerates to take action was already very impressive.
When he had attacked Xiao Xiu, only two peak Yuan Venerates had participated in the battle. Although the one-armed old man had been the one who had dealt the fatal blow at the end.
However, in his opinion, the Old Demon would definitely die if four peak Yuan Venerates took action.
"Little Ancestor, it's all up to you now …"
The Old Demon roared as his body rose and rushed toward the four peak Yuan Venerates. Along the way, he swept the horsetail whisk in his hand. The white horsetail whisk immediately turned blood-red and elongated like a poisonous snake before coiling around the neck of one of them …
"Destroy this brat!"
"A Level Three Yuan Monarch is too weak to withstand a single blow. I alone am enough!"
"Don't be careless. The Chief Commander said that he is a Level Five Yuan Monarch but has the ability to match a low-level Yuan Venerate!"
As they spoke, the group of people surrounding Qin Hao attacked once again.
There were too many wolves and too little meat. Perhaps because they were impatient, some of the low-level Yuan Monarchs ignored the one-armed old man's warning and rushed over.
"Great Sword Strike!"
Buzz!
With a flash of light, the Great Void Sword appeared in Qin Hao's hand as he executed a heaven-grade sword technique.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! More than 30 streaks of light flew out from the sword, each streak as fast as a swan.
This was the move that Qin Hao had executed on the treasure ship when he had annihilated the Yuwen family's army on Crimson Peak Mountain.
Although the might of the Great Sword Strike was reduced, it had the advantage of having a lot of sword qi.
Based on Qin Hao's current cultivation, anyone below Level Eight Yuan Monarch would either die or be crippled if they came into contact with the sword qi.
Unsurprisingly, as the sword qi swept across, the crowd fell to the ground one after another like harvesting wheat. More than 80% of the rebels who were hit by the sword qi died.
Only a few lucky ones were able to keep their lives.
Pfft!
One of the streaks of sword-light pierced through the palm of an Level Eight Yuan Monarch. This Level Eight Yuan Monarch had wanted to shatter Qin Hao's attack with one strike to show off. However, he had been disappointed.
"Ah! My hand! My hand is rotten! How can he be so strong?"
The rebel army was extremely shocked when they heard the screams of this level eight Yuan Monarch and the sight of nearly 30 corpses on the ground. They no longer underestimated Qin Hao and the low-level Yuan Monarchs retreated subconsciously.
Huff! Huff! Huff!
Qin Hao took three deep breaths and his flushed face returned to normal.
This move seemed simple, but it consumed a lot of Yuan Qi. It was no less than using an ultimate move.
However, Qin Hao wouldn't make the same mistake twice. The Dragon Jade Technique automatically circulated and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowed into his body continuously. He wouldn't be tired even if he fought with the rebels for three days and three nights.
"Those below Level Eight Yuan Monarch, retreat!"
Upon seeing Qin Hao's bravery, a mid-level Yuan Venerate who looked like a junior commander stepped forward and raised his arm slowly. Then, he struck down heavily in the direction of Qin Hao.
Whoosh!
Another wave of people rushed toward Qin Hao's position frantically.
The quality of this second wave of people was several times better than the first. The weakest of them was a peak Monarch, while the majority of them were second-level or third-level Venerates.
There were more than 30 people in total.
The ones leading the charge were three Level Five Yuan Venerates. One of them had arms that turned into leopard claws, while the other's hair suddenly grew long like the tentacles of a devil. They spread out in mid-air and formed a huge net.
The last person held a silver spear in his hand that exuded a strange aura. He had a sinister smile on his face as he thrust it toward Qin Hao's chest.
Obviously, the leopard claws, the hair, and the strange silver spear proved that these three people weren't ordinary Yuan Venerates. They were first-rate Yuan Soul Realm martialists that were rarely seen on the continent.
"Little Han, Big Brother Qin Hao will fight for you in this battle!"
As the enemies got closer and closer, the terrifying Yuan Qi caused the surrounding space to shatter and collapse. However, Qin Hao suddenly turned around and smiled in the direction he had come from. His eyes were blazing with blood-red flames and he looked like he had been possessed. It was as though Qin Hao could see Xiao at this moment.
Han could strengthen his fighting spirit.
Then, he tightened his grip on the white veil and turned his head. Qin Hao spat out a scorching breath that turned into a surging Red Lotus Fire and struck the man with the leopard claws who was leading the charge.
This breath was very ferocious. However, the man with the leopard claws wasn't a mediocre person either. He used his beastly arms to block the burning of the Red Lotus Fire.