CHAPTER 452: 324 BOW WRAPPED KILLING SAND MAN!_2

It’s precisely because the Ancient Wilderness Hammer is fair and objective, always adhering to the pre-set rules, that Xiang Qi’s steps are restrained.

"Not working?" Liu Juncai sighed slightly in his heart as he heard the voice of Mud Po in the contract.

Once Xiang Qi steadied his mind and regrouped, Mud Po could no longer stop him.

"Then change the strategy, delay for as long as possible." Liu Juncai responded in his mind.

Every extra second gained gives Shaohai a sliver of chance to rise from the brink!

"Ha." Liu Juncai suddenly laughed, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

When they first captured the Ancient City, all hopes were placed on Du Lin and his companion.

And in the final decisive battle of the factions, the hope still rested on the two of them.

"Liu Juncai!" Xiang Qi suddenly shot out from underground; the outermost spherical sand shield bore the brunt of the giant mud hand.

Liu Juncai suddenly clenched his fist.

Accompanying it, the giant mud hand also tightened around the thin sand ball.

In an instant, darkness enveloped Xiang Qi as if the lights had been turned off completely.

However, Xiang Qi was already charging towards Liu Juncai, unstoppable!

At the same time, the giant mud hand, clenched into a fist, was coming down on both man and beast.

"Whoosh~"

The mud hand instantly opened, rapidly retracting.

In that moment, Xiang Qi only felt the sky brighten, his forward momentum undeterred: "Finally see the situation clearly?"

Suddenly, a mud hand emerged from beneath Liu Juncai and dragged the girl into the mire.

Xiang Qi immediately hit the brakes!

He didn’t want to enter a pitch-black swamp again.

Later, the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture also fell into the swamp.

Inside the General’s Mansion courtyard was an empty void, with only Xiang Qi hovering midair.

Suddenly, from the direction of the courtyard gate, a voice rang out: "It seems the protection of the Ancient Wilderness Hammer has given you an illusion."

"Hm?" Xiang Qi turned around and saw a mud hand supporting Liu Juncai emerging from the mire.

With a mocking smile, Liu Juncai remarked, "Yes, I can’t break your defense, but all you have is defense."

Xiang Qi: "You!"

Liu Juncai already had a cold and aloof visage, and when she wore a look of disdain, it delivered a piercing blow to the opponent’s spirit: "What can you do to me?"

Xiang Qi wore a bad expression and quickly scanned his surroundings.

By the hall entrance, Li Mengnan waved cheerfully, full of pride: "I’m out!"

Xiang Qi: ???

There’s no need to be proud of that...

Li Mengnan pointed to the black pearl stain on her chest: "Really, see~"

In the hall, a group of Shaohai Students with stains on their chests looked on with peculiar expressions.

The situation suddenly became interesting.

Unexpectedly, Lin Shijiang stepped forward a few paces, holding the sides of his garment, stretched it open, and showed the stain to Xiang Qi.

"Dammit!" Xiang Qi couldn’t help but curse.

This group of Shaohai People, each more infuriating than the last?

"Pfft!"

In the mire courtyard, endless mud splashed everywhere!

Numerous giant mud hands emerged from the swamp, fingers interlocking, wrists intertwining, forming a massive mud ball that enveloped Xiang Qi once more.

"Inside! Divine Witch, the internal environment must be complex." Liu Juncai communicated mentally, creating as many obstacles for Xiang Qi as possible.

Of course, if Xiang Qi focused intently on flying in one direction, no matter how long the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture’s hands extended, they’d eventually reach their limit.

The Mud Po Goddess Sculpture did not excel in speed, let alone chase down the Heterochromatic Celestial Flash Butterfly. As long as Xiang Qi understood this principle, he would eventually break free.

"Du Yu, Shiwei, it’s up to you." Liu Juncai muttered, having exhausted everything she could do.

All that remained was to wait.

Meanwhile, Du Lin and the companion Liu Juncai was so worried about were soaring through the air on the Immortal Deer.

"Guandong Army!" Du Yu’s eyes were as sharp as a hawk, taking in the entire city below, no different from a humanoid scanner.

"Pfft!" Xiang Ying wielded the Yellow Sand Dagger, slashing across the throat of the Ancient Desolate Soldier.

The throat of the Ancient Desolate Soldier shattered, yellow sand pouring down, collapsing motionless.

And around the girl were the remains of a dozen Ancient Desolate Soldiers, with no sign of resurrection.

Previously, the damage dealt by the Ancient Desolate General to the Ancient Desolate Soldiers was lethal.

Ever since Xiang Ying sat on the sand chair and joined the Northern Corps, her slaughter of Ancient Desolate Soldiers had achieved a similar lethal effect.

Perhaps it was because her dagger was entwined with yellow sand?

In the distance from the battlefield stood a full 13 Guandong Soldiers!

They wore varied expressions, chest stained, watching their commander from afar, unwilling to leave for a long time.

"Xiang Ying, the Shaohai Army is here!" Liu Chuang, paying no heed to pacifying the team members, rushed forward, the Giant Swift Flame Eagle on his shoulder, arriving beside Xiang Ying.

Unlike the other Students, the black pearl on Liu Chuang’s chest remained intact.

"Nai~" The Dust Spirit Immortal Deer landed steadily, the two pairs of men and women staring at each other across tens of meters.

Lin Shiwei surveyed the distant Guandong Army, speaking in a deep voice: "It seems our choices are the same."

Xiang Ying replied calmly: "The situation is such, it’s the only way to win."

Besides Xiang Ying, no one in the Guandong Army had sat on the sand chair.

They hadn’t joined the corps, so if they killed the students in the field, it would simply send the opponent off, without adding layers of sand.

Lin Shiwei: "13 layers?"

Excluding the un-sacrificed Liu Chuang, a total of 12 Guandong Army members chose to sacrifice.

Adding Xiang Ying’s own 1 layer of sand, she had at least stacked up 13 layers of damage effects.