1807: Ready to Go!

Ready to Go!

The Poison King's special martial art was the Worldly Poison Art. It was magnificent, but the Poison King wasn't so powerful. He had been fighting so hard, and he was exhausted. However, nothing could stop him.

This might be the last fight in his life.

He felt sad that he was going to fail Ye Xiao. He used to think his Worldly Poison Art could shake the Human Realm Upon Heavens someday…

Suddenly, there was a wave of the strong wind howling over.

It was some kind of killing power.

Somebody was speaking.

"Attack!"

It was the Tiger in the Dream.

The enemies started to attack in all directions. The battlefield was going to be in cloudy chaos.

Not only the Hall of Returning Nature was going to attack but also the Monarch's Hall. Everybody heard the word.

People of the Monarch's Hall all stood up, trying to stand straight, no matter how serious they were injured.

In their eyes, there was braveness.

'Let it come!'

'The Monarch's Hall is afraid of nothing!'

Everybody tried their best to stand up.

People of the Monarch's Hall were always monarchs!

They would accept death, but never humiliation!

It was the order of the Lord Monarch!

It was their last time to fight for the Monarch's Hall! They had to do their best!

…

The killing power was approaching. It covered the entire thirty-thousand-mile area.

Apparently, the enemies were leaving no way for anybody to flee!

The Monarch's Hall had to fight or die!

More men of the Hall of Returning Nature had arrived. It wasn't fifteen thousand men, but fifty thousand!

Fifty thousand men besieged the three thousand wounded men of the Monarch's Hall.

The Monarch's Hall was going to lose it!

The enemies were moving fast, but they became more and more oppressive.

They slowed down on purpose. They were trying to mentally break down the people of the Monarch's Hall.

Chihuo made a long shout and flashed away with a long stream of fire, and then he appeared on top of a mountain.

"People of the Monarch's Hall!"

"Yes!"

"I am Chihuo! Today, who wants to fight with me?"

"I do!"

"I do!"

"I do!"

"…"

"Everybody stood up and tried to shout. Some could only make a weak sound, but they did it. The determination and courage were incredible!

Chihuo laughed. He was glad!

At the moment, somebody spoke indifferently. The voice came from somewhere far. "Chihuo, you are going to die. I didn't know you could be so heroic. You do deserve the title of the Seven Colored Lords. You are the weakest, but still, you are better than most people. To be honest, I am impressed!"

That was full of disdain and sneer.

Chihuo laughed and said, "That is none of your business!"

Everybody else of the Monarch's Hall laughed so loudly.

That was a good response.

The enemy didn't know what to say.

'I am the weakest, so what? None of your f*cking business!'

'I am talking to my people, my brothers! What the f*ck are you doing? You don't get to talk!'

The enemy became fierce. "Chihuo, would you dare to come and fight me? Are you going to be a coward to the end of your life?"

Chihuo laughed and said, "Who the f*ck are you? You are not the judge of my life. You want me to go out and fight you? Come on. You are nothing. I know I am going to die here, but I won't waste my time on you. What I am going to do is to kill as many of you as I can! I won't kill less if I can kill ten thousand!"

Chihuo's voice was full of anger. "Do you think I will go out and fight just somebody at this critical moment? Are you out of your mind? Or do you think I am out of my mind?"

The enemy was irritated. "You killed my men, and I will kill yours! I can't believe you would talk like that! How shameless!"

Chihuo laughed and said, "Well, now I can see that you are out of your mind! My men will fight with me! They will do their best to stop you, and they will give me as many chances as they can to kill more of your men! Your men are rushing over to us now, which I would love to see!"

Everybody else was laughing with him. "Hah hah… That's right! We want you to come! Bastards! Come now! We won't be scared, because you will die first!"

The enemy stopped talking, but the murderous intent of the enemies became stronger.

Chihuo knew what they were planning. The Monarch's Hall was besieged, and nobody was going to escape. It was done. However, the men of the Hall of Returning Nature were good cultivators.

If Chihuo focused on killing as many people as he could before he died, many of the people of the Hall of Returning Nature would die too.

If Chihuo exploded his own soul, he could kill many more men before he died.

The enemy wanted to irritate Chihuo, so Chihuo would go out and get lost in a fight against a few enemies. Even if Chihuo exploded himself, he wouldn't kill so many men of the Hall of Returning Nature. They would block the space around Chihuo to protect the others!

However, Chihuo knew what they wanted, so he didn't fall into their trap. He even decided to kill as many people as he could. That was the last thing the Hall of Returning Nature wanted to see!

"Well, if you insist, we will kill every single one of you!" The enemy stayed quiet for a while but eventually spoke the last word.

The Hall of Returning Nature moved faster.

The clouds were gone, and the army of the Hall of Returning Nature appeared.1

Chihuo kept his hands behind the back, looking at the enemies in the sky. He looked casual.

"Brothers, it is our last opportunity. Let's see who will kill the most enemies. It is time!"

Chihuo made a shout and everybody was ready to fight.

The crowd was cheering after Chihuo spoke.

"That's right! Kill!"

"Kill as many as we can! Kill them all! Brothers, let's see who gets more heads…"

"Who dares to have this competition with me?"

"I am! Losers call the winner big brother!"

"Good! I am in!"

"Me too! I am in! I am going to be your big brother!"

The men were injured, but they were ready to fight now. One after another, they rushed to the sky.

In the sky, a man in golden armor looked down at these men indifferently. He waved a hand and said, "Ready!"

People behind him drew their bows.

They were ready to shoot!

The cold arrows were pointing at the men of the Monarch's Hall.

With an order, the tens of thousands of arrows shot out.

It was the God Slaughter Arrow!

It was one of the most powerful weapons in the Human Realm Upon Heavens!

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