CHAPTER 433: CHAPTER 427: THREE MAJOR BATTLEFIELDS_1

Above the void, spear Qi raged supreme, and saber Qi crisscrossed. Waves of violent aftermath rumbled in the void, spreading outwards, containing terrifying power capable of obliterating everything.

"Bloodline Power, annihilate!" the Blood Demon Tiger Grand Elder roared inwardly, mobilizing the Bloodline Power within his body, turning it into blazing black flames.

Without a second thought, he struck out with his saber again! The ferocious saber Qi pounded on the Silver Dragon spear Qi, causing an earth-shattering explosion. The overwhelming power completely devoured everything!

Upon seeing this, the Blood Demon Tiger Grand Elder couldn’t help but reveal a hideous grin. In his view, this attack was more than enough to shatter Zhao Yun’s spear Qi.

Miles away, Zhao Yun sneered coldly, unperturbed. Soon, the aftermath dissipated, and the Silver Dragon could be seen coiling around the collapsed void, radiating an aura of supremacy, an air of invincibility.

However, the two Blood Tiger saber Qis were cowering at the Silver Dragon’s feet, unable to advance an inch.

"This..." The pupils of the Blood Demon Tiger Grand Elder contracted sharply, and his hairs stood on end. He watched the scene before him in disbelief. How was this possible?

Were his two full-strength attacks unable to break Zhao Yun’s single strike?Was there such a vast chasm between him and Zhao Yun?

"No, it’s impossible! Shatter for me!" The Grand Elder of the Blood Demon Tiger shook his head, looking at Zhao Yun standing proudly in the void not far away, his face twisted with extreme rage. Without any hesitation, he launched another attack. A滔天 blood wave surged, and a ferocious momentum shot into the sky; the blood-colored warblade in his hand looked like a streak of blood-red lightning tearing through the air.

"Go!" Zhao Yun’s gaze was placid. He emanated a bone-chilling aura, vast and boundless. He commanded the spear Qi in the void with a will that swept across all directions, striking at the Grand Elder of the Blood Demon Tiger.

"ROAR!" The Silver Dragon spear Qi roared to the sky, controlling the wind and clouds and shattering the two incoming Blood Saber Qi. It then turned into a stream of silver light, launching an assault.

BOOM!

Like a Divine Dragon descending from the heavens, a divine strike, it pierced directly into the body of the Blood Demon Tiger Grand Elder.

"SPURT!" A burst of sparks flashed, and the Blood Demon Tiger Grand Elder sprayed a mouthful of fresh blood. His body froze in the void, unable to move.

There was a five-inch-wide bloody hole in his chest. The remnants of the violent spear intent had pulverized the surrounding internal organs, and blood gushed out unceasingly.

"You... why are you so powerful?" The Grand Elder of the Blood Demon Tiger lowered his head, glanced at his wound, then looked up at Zhao Yun and asked with unwillingness.

He couldn’t understand. He and Zhao Yun were at the same cultivation realm; why was the disparity between them so immense?

"Attack!" Zhao Yun didn’t answer the Grand Elder of the Blood Demon Tiger’s question. He had nothing more to say to a man-eating alien. Raising his war spear, he issued the battle command.

On the ground, banners blotted out the sky, and myriad blades shimmered with a cold light! The soldiers of the four legions began their charge, their killing intent filling the heavens and earth, striking terror into all.

Azure Dragon Army Spirit!

White Tiger Army Spirit!

Vermilion Bird Army Spirit!

Black Tortoise Army Spirit!

The four divine beast army spirits that had awed ancient times emitted world-shaking roars. They radiated an unmatched aura, exerting infinite pressure on the alien soldiers.

When the two armies clashed, countless alien soldiers were turned into corpses, falling in pools of blood before they could even react. The four Qin Dynasty legions were like the Reaper’s scythe, harvesting lives!

The blood mist was dense, and crimson waves rippled!

"Your Majesty, you were wrong from the very beginning... the Qin Dynasty Saint’s Court is... an existence not to be provoked!" The Grand Elder of the Blood Demon Tiger looked at the battlefield with difficulty. The life in his eyes quickly faded. Finally, with infinite worry for his tribe, he plummeted from the void, to sleep eternally in the desert sands.

Above the void, Zhao Yun did not join the battlefield. He gazed towards the west, where beautiful mountains and rivers awaited his conquest!

「...」

"Kill!"

Within the territory of the Purple Cloud Holy Land, at the border between the yellow sand and the green forest, a great battle was erupting. The Bei Wei Army, led by Yue Fei, had just left the thirty-mile desert region. They were ambushed by enemy soldiers as they approached a border city of the Purple Cloud Saint’s Court.

"Brother Huo, are you interested in a competition?" At the rear of the battlefield, Xiang Yu sat mounted on his Ebony Horse. Holding his King’s Spear, his long black hair fluttered as he looked ahead at the battlefield with unmatched fervor.

"Why would I not dare?" Huo Qubing agreed without a second thought and asked enthusiastically, "Tell me, how shall we compete?"

"Excellent!" Xiang Yu laughed heartily, revealing his snow-white teeth, and said proudly, "Then let us compete to see who can charge through the enemy ranks more times!"

"Good!" Huo Qubing nodded and charged out impatiently. In an instant, his unparalleled spear light pierced the azure sky.

"CHARGE!" The Desert Long Army soldiers followed closely behind him. As a legion trained by Champion Hou, they were also a cavalry unit, their lances forming a forest, ready to sweep across the world.

Evil Qi surged, condensing into an army spirit: the Myriad Rivers and Mountains Map! This was a unique army spirit. It could harness the will of Heaven and Earth to discern direction, enhance strength, and possess unparalleled defense, making it extremely suitable for close-quarters combat.

In the blink of an eye, the Desert Long Army charged into the army of the Purple Cloud Saint’s Court like a sharp dagger, tearing open a huge gap.

"My warriors, follow me into battle!" Xiang Yu surveyed his surroundings, found a place dense with enemies, and, with a burst of blood-red light from his body, launched a charge.

A million Overlord Iron Cavalry soldiers charged. Because their mounts were of the Heavenly Wolf Tribe, their speed was incredibly fast, and they quickly arrived before the enemy.

"Destroy!" Xiang Yu roared, his eyes filled with a domineering gaze that tore through the air.

Like a demon god descending! Thousands of enemy troops before him were instantly annihilated by his spear, leaving an opening. The Overlord Iron Cavalry surged through the gap, driving deep into the Purple Cloud Holy Land’s army of tens of millions, wreaking havoc.

"Those two!" Yue Fei was fighting fiercely. Seeing the Desert Long Army and the Overlord Iron Cavalry join the battle, each attacking from different directions, he instantly understood their intentions and a hint of a smile touched his lips.

On the battlefield, the three cavalry units charged wildly, unstoppable!

「...」

At the foot of the Great Wall, the Qin Army and the Qionghua Holy Land army encountered each other unexpectedly. Because Guan Yu had just received the Holy Edict and immediately ordered the troops to move out, the battlefield was not in the desert but erupted in a military fortress within the Qionghua Holy Land.

This fortress, a front-line army garrison of the Qionghua Holy Land, was built between two mountains. The city was imposing, with densely packed formations, making it easy to defend but hard to attack.

Guan Yu had no patience to besiege such a tough nut to crack. In his opinion, if something could be resolved with force, one should absolutely not resort to schemes.

"Fan Qiu Army, form up!" Guan Yu stood at the head of his army, his body emitting a green glow.

Upon hearing his command, millions of Fan Qiu Army soldiers surged with a murderous aura. They condensed a large army spirit, capable of imprisoning Heaven and Earth.

"Break!" Guan Yu’s figure seemed to grow taller. Both hands gripping the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, he fully channeled the power of the army spirit. He radiated a terrifying aura that intimidated all spirits, causing them to tremble.

Blade light flashed!

A cyan-white blade light appeared between heaven and earth, slashing towards the fortress ahead.