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…

the pitch-black balls blew up midway, not one of them

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 the rest to only focus

Territory, this

treading upon the corpses of their fallen clansmen, 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 slow their charge. On the contrary, the deaths of their

the time it takes to brew a cup of tea,

peak condition and ready to face the battered 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

of result also boosted the morale of the Northern Territory cultivators

gone as the shouts and explosions on the battlefield now caused everyone’s blood to boil instead. Anyone with even the slightest 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

Kai’s aura suddenly changed at that moment, becoming ancient

this transformation, but before she could figure out what was happening, an abstruse chant

stared at Yang Kai, seemingly trying to peer into the depths of his heart so she could dig up all

bloomed from Yang Kai’s hands and spread towards

the next moment, apart from the ones with 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;

Meng’s pupils shrank as

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

an extremely strange feeling. They felt as if they were closely connected with the others around them, almost as if their lives had been tied together in some way, making it difficult to distinguish where they ended

eyes widened as she simply couldn’t

might have misunderstood the Bloodlust Spell just now, but she could definitely not be wrong about

the ancient Shamans should be able to display. How can

Yang Kai just cast them, it’s quite apparent that he

a

only now did she realize that she had barely scratched the surface. There were far more secrets he was

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

these two Shamanic Spells were weapons of war that the

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

such, what the Barbarian Race could do,

had been blessed with two

brave and fearless while Life Chains allowed hundreds or even thousands of people to link their vitalities together. As long as someone wasn’t fatally injured, such as having their head chopped off, any damage one suffered would be borne equally by the group they were linked to, dramatically

the Demon Race cavalry closed in, Yang Kai swung his sword and