Martial Peak

Chapter 2890

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The whooshing noise filled the air as a few rounds of arrows were fired. The cavalries of both races suffered some injuries and the several-dozen-kilometre distance between them slowly narrowed, allowing the cavalries of the two races to clash with one another. Blood spurted everywhere in an instant, as flesh was cleaved from bone.

The cavalries of both races were knocked to the ground one after another. The ones who lost their mounts often died where they landed within ten breaths of time. It was the same for both the Barbarian Race and the Demon Race.

The arrows were still being fired, but their targets were no longer their opponent’s cavalry but the archers of both sides. This was an archery competition; whoever had better marksmanship and agility would have the upper hand.

The Barbarian Race suffered a small disadvantage. The Barbarian Spirit Archers were riding on flying Barbarian Beasts, so all their evasion relied on the mounts. On the other hand, all the archers from the Demon Race flew under their own power, which undoubtedly gave them better mobility.

The dull war drum echoed endlessly, as if it were a call from Ancient Times, arousing the excitement in the hearts of all Barbarians.

Just after a stick of incense worth of time, the clashes of the cavalries of both sides resulted in mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

The initial confrontation was followed closely by the collision of ordinary Warriors. Millions of Barbarians and Demons tore into each other as if they had agreed upon it in advance. Everyone had only one thought in their mind, kill all the enemies and win the final victory.

The world had turned into a furnace, with flesh and blood as the coals, and the flames of war burning more and more furiously.

The Shaman Niu Clan remained unmoved, however, its members all standing quietly just outside their camp, watching the battle in front of them. The hundred thousand clansmen were almost unable to contain the impulse to charge in their hearts.

“Take this to the bottom of the Two Worlds Passage!”

Tiea suddenly came to Yang Kai and handed him a mass of Seven-Coloured Mud.

Yang Kai took it and turned to her in surprise.

“This is the key to victory!” Tiea remarked solemnly.

“Why is it you?” Yang Kai asked.

Tiea shook her head and did not answer, but urged, “Go!”

Yang Kai threw all distracting thoughts out of his mind as he did not have time to ask too much. He clenched the Seven-Coloured Mud in one hand, raised the Myriads Sword in the other, and bellowed in a deep voice, “Kill!”

command fell, the hundred thousand warriors of the Shaman Niu Clan roared, their exhilaration apparent on

Race, so their hearts had

just in time, or it could be said that Tiea’s message came at the opportune moment. Right now, the

Demon Beast, while thousands of troops in the cavalry led by Ah Hu followed closely behind. Amidst the army, hundreds of Shamans of various Realms chanted their incantations. They started with blessing the army with Light Body Spell so that everyone could keep up with Yang Kai and the cavalry, and then began casting all kinds of auxiliary Shamanic

of a sudden, colourful lights

still lifted high, and the dazzling sword light surged forth, as if Yang Kai

Yang Kai was thinking about the

meaningless to think about this at the moment. Right now, he needed to understand how this lump

the

was not the important point

that Yang Kai felt a vitality in this Seven-Coloured Mud. This vitality was familiar to him, but he could not recall where he had felt it before. This Seven-Coloured Mud undoubtedly had the special effect of blocking out Divine Senses, so even if Yang Kai held it in his hand, he could not probe

Two Worlds Passage?] Yang Kai was having doubts. He could not help thinking this was a joke, but Shaman Saint Xu’s expression a few days ago did not

already fitted to the string, and it had to be released. The Shaman Niu Clan bore an important responsibility right now, and it was

suddenly trembled and rumbled as a

aura was so powerful and frightening that it sent chills down

for a moment as they looked around, only to see a seven-coloured giant dragon as long as a thousand metres, swaying and flying out from the rear of the Barbarian Race and rushing

sky and towards the seven-coloured dragon at an extremely fast

the Demon Saints

sky over the battlefield, resulting in a startling bang. The seven-coloured and black lights began to wrestle, neither side

like another terrifying Two

stood on had turned into a stormy sea, one with deadly waves that could swallow them whole at any

suddenly felt a sense of insignificance at

of the two races ended in a draw. The gigantic seven-coloured dragon and the black beam vanished together

at each other, and

more. The fight was not as fierce as in the beginning, because they all

above the clouds. No one could see the situation of that battle and could only hear bursts of rumbling noises from the sky while the occasional, dazzling radiance would make it seem as if

between the two races

the Shaman Niu Clan threw themselves into the battlefield that was covered in millions of people. It was like a stone tossed into a lake,

their allies seemed to have been given clear

would surround them from all directions, charging out in front of them, and open a path for the hundred thousand Shaman Niu Clansmen with their own flesh and blood,

races like an awl. They were unstoppable, and their

hour later, besides a few hundred Demons who died under Yang Kai’s sword, the Shaman Niu Clan did not encounter any real battles. This was unimaginable on such a violent

belonged to

reaching

a rapid breakthrough, the line of the armies was stretched too thin. The Shaman Niu Clan now had to

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