C2230 Suicide(part Ii)
As it turns out, the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army didn't hesitate to kill their allies in less than a minute or two. The square formation of ten thousand people had already been chopped into minced meat, laying on the land of Mount Moon. In a corner where no one could see, blood could still be seen slowly seeping into the soil. It flowed deeper into the ground.
Hearing the slaughter, the battlefield instantly became dead silent.
Lin Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army. He was a little surprised in his heart.
He didn't hesitate to kill his allies, and his execution was so strong. This Yellow Springs Netherworld Army was somewhat powerful, but it was actually able to do such a thing.
Determination, brutality, and inhumane...
What Lin Hao saw from the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army did not seem like a regular army. Instead, it looked like a group of murderous demons that had gathered together but also had strict military discipline.
Yellow Springs Great General, an abandoned disciple of the Profound Yang Sect, what had happened to make him look like this?
Lin Hao was still thinking in his heart, but the black-armored general who had just entered the battlefield raised his head and stared at Lin Hao with his arrogant and indifferent eyes. His voice was as narrow as a rusted chakram.
"White-robed God of Death is a good man. Let me introduce myself. My name is Yin Leng, the second deputy general of the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army."
Lin Hao's eyes were filled with only intent. He lazily glanced at Yin Leng and shook his head slightly.
What did shaking his head mean?
Disappointment, disdain. Yin Leng did not have the right to ask him to speak...
Although it might sound a little crazy, it was true.
This second deputy general of Yellow Springs Netherworld Army was much stronger than Xue Yadi. The cultivation had reached the Peak of Level Five Martial Spirit. This cultivation was really powerful.
This was the highest combat strength of the newly advanced Earl Family. Only the Black Lion Family had the ability to surpass him.
However... it was still not enough.
To the current Lin Hao, Peak of Level Five Martial Spirits were like grasshoppers to him, or ants to him. Anyone around Lin Hao, or even Yuwen Hu's Six Senses Illusory Realm, could hang him up and hammer him.
It was that simple.
In Lin Hao's eyes, whether it was level 4 Martial Spirits or level 5 Martial Spirits, there was not much difference between them.
Lin Hao yawned and turned his head slightly. In his heart, he was looking forward to fighting a powerful enemy. Perhaps it was time to hammer Yellow Springs Great General...
Lin Hao's action made Yin Leng furious. Since when was the second deputy general of Yellow Springs Netherworld Army ignored like an ant?!
Humph! White-robed God of Death, I hope you can still be so arrogant when I cut off your head!
Yin Leng didn't say anything. That pair of eyes that were as cold as a poisonous snake was enough to express his current feelings.
At this moment, a loud explosion suddenly sounded in the sky. A huge green Spiritual Energy Light Ball fell onto the ground.
Bang!
In that instant, a violent wind blew past, and everyone was forced to take a few steps back. Then, a proud and aloof green figure appeared in the battlefield.
"Yin Leng, General has ordered that White-robed God of Death's head must be removed within ten rounds. No mistakes must be made."
Yin Leng's pupils shrunk slightly when he saw the person who had suddenly appeared in the arena. There was an additional fear in his eyes. Yin Leng could only lower his head slightly in fear of his strength.
"I will obey General's orders. Lin Hao's head will definitely be removed from the Level within ten rounds!"
The green figure standing proudly in the arena turned his body slightly. He glanced at Lin Hao and snorted coldly. He did not put Lin Hao in his eyes at all.
He was not arrogant without a reason. He had the right to be arrogant.1
His name was Feng Mo, the number one deputy general of Yellow Springs Netherworld Army, a high-ranked martial spirit!
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