Martial Peak

Chapter 3393, Close-Quarters Combat

When all the dazzling flashes disappeared, the front row of the Demon Race army was nowhere to be found. All that was left was ditches of varying shapes and sizes and green clouds of poisonous mist!

Of the 100,000 Red and Green Demons, at least 30,000 had lost their lives in this salvo.

“Weak!” Yang Kai let out a cold snort. Although he wasn’t loud, owing to his Emperor Qi, it was sufficient for the 100,000 Northern Territory cultivators below to hear it loud and clear.

The Northern Territory Army’s spirit was immediately lifted. What you hear may be false, but what you see must be true. Before, Yang Kai had said that they didn’t need to worry about the fact that there were a million soldiers on the Demon Race’s side, but most still didn’t believe him. Now though, when they personally saw the Demons collapsing at the first blow, the timidity and fear in their hearts dissipated greatly.

If this remained true for the entire Demon Race, then there would be no difficulty in winning this battle.

Having gained much confidence, everyone’s attacks became more brutal. After the reverberating battlefield went calm for a short three breaths, a second salvo of beams was fired, hitting the Red and Green Demons again, blowing them up non-stop.

After three or four barrages, the Red and Green Demons that were charging at the forefront had been completely wiped out.

The frontline of the Demon Race army was completely shrouded in clouds of green mist, making it practically impossible to see what was behind it. All everyone could do was listen to the rumbles advance closer and closer. Obviously, the main force of the Demon Race was pressing forward. 100,000 pairs of eyes stared at the green fog bank, tightly clenching the artifacts in their hands.

Yang Kai raised the Myriads Sword and ordered in a loud and reverberating voice, “Protect the flanks!”

Having been warned by him, everyone finally turned their attention away from what was directly in front of them and focused on their left and right sides.

Right at that moment, two groups of Demon Race cavalry charged out from behind the smokescreen like an unstoppable flood.

Yang Kai’s knowledge of the enemy’s tactics played a huge role at this moment.

The Northern Territory cultivators, who were already prepared, also didn’t need any orders at this moment. Qi surged as they fired their long-range attacks at the Demon cavalry.

In a flash, the advancing troops were thrown off their mounts as Demons and Demon Beasts painfully cried out. Black and red blood dyed the ground in many places, but it was apparent that this group of Demon cavalry was not mere cannon fodder. Although there were a lot of casualties, others soon filled the gaps and continued pressing the attack, a far different sight compared to the quick disruption and destruction of the Red and Green Demons.

While they were charging forward, the Demon Race finally began to counterattack. The Masters of the Demon Race launched fearsome strikes, shooting pitch-black balls of energy in rapid succession, each of which carried great lethality.

At that moment, Yang Kai turned his head to Luan Feng and the others. Luan Feng immediately understood his intent and let out a resounding phoenix cry as the Ancient Lands’ three Divine Venerables and thirty-two Monster Kings advanced forward together, using their respective techniques to block the Demon Race’s incoming attacks.

Hong Hong Hong…

after another, the pitch-black balls blew up midway, not one of them managing to even touch the Northern

in charge of the defence, the Northern Territory’s position was absolutely impregnable. Even if some attacks slipped through the net, the Northern Territory cultivators weren’t vegetarians, so the Masters naturally stepped up to defend, leaving

100,000-strong army of the Northern Territory, this was undoubtedly something to

appearing unafraid of death. With every passing moment, hundreds of Demons died in this barren wilderness, but even as the corpses piled up, the Demons did not

the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the

enemy. They had already killed over 200,000 Demons without taking a single loss on their side, and although at least half of those kills were of mere fodder, such a performance was still extremely

also boosted the morale of the

heat in their heart wanted to rush out and fight the Demon Race to the death, as if dying here on this battlefield would leave them with

changed at that moment, becoming ancient and

but before she could figure out what was happening, an abstruse chant began to echo throughout

beautiful eyes deeply stared at Yang Kai, seemingly trying to peer into the depths of his heart so she could dig up all the secrets he was hiding

Yang Kai’s hands and spread towards the Northern Territory Army, shrouding all 100,000 of

higher cultivation than Yang Kai, everyone else felt their blood suddenly start boiling as a red glow began to shine from their bodies. At that point, everyone couldn’t help but feel that their fighting spirit had been

palms and checked them repeatedly, experiencing the changes in their bodies in shock. There was nothing wrong with them though; in fact, they seemed to have grown stronger

as

changed as he raised his hand again, whereupon another ray of light bloomed, enveloping thousands of people in

others around

Yu Ru Meng’s beautiful eyes widened as she simply couldn’t believe what she

Spell just now, but she could definitely not be

ancient Shamans should be able to display. How can anyone still

judging by how easily Yang Kai just cast them, it’s quite apparent that he is

a Shaman King at

but only now did she realize that

wide-ranging significance. This battle could not be lost. Although their lineup was strong and there were countless Masters overseeing things, Yang Kai still went all out to

war that the Ancient Barbarian

clouds of Demon Qi for a short period of time without worrying about being corroded by it. Today, although rarely anyone in the Star Boundary focused on Body Tempering due to the shift in World Principles, everyone present from the Northern Territory was at least an Origin King. Even if they didn’t

Race could do, the Star Boundary’s

army of 100,000 cultivators had been blessed with two Shamanic Spells within a short

their vitalities together. As long as someone wasn’t fatally injured, such as having their head chopped off, any damage one suffered

Demon Race cavalry closed in, Yang