C2240 One Strike must Kill(last Part)
It wasn't until now that the people of Yellow Springs Netherworld Army realized that all of this seemed to be under White-robed God of Death's control. And they were merely grasshoppers that jumped under Lin Hao's disdainful gaze. All along, Lin Hao had never made a move! Only Bel was charging and breaking through the enemy lines.1
... "If we don't retreat, who will fight?"
The Yellow Springs Netherworld Army fell into a dead silence. This once incomparably powerful team looked so terrified and humble...
The death of the three Level generals had caused this group to fall into a dead end. Without a leader, they were like sand castles by the sea. Perhaps, as long as the tide rose, they would be easily defeated.
They had no way to deal with this. The group in front of them was like a mountain pressing down on them, making them unable to breathe, even though there were only four of them in Lin Hao's group.
This was a very ironic thing. The mighty Yellow Springs Netherworld Army, a million strong army, was being suppressed by four people, and the root of their terror was a sixteen year old young man.
This was supposed to be a joke that no one would believe, but at this moment, it was the cruelest reality.
That white-clothed, blue-clothed, and calm young man was a nightmare that no one dared to look at from the beginning to the end.
Fear? Retreat?
Two kinds of pressure that had never belonged to the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army came from everyone. The dignified Yellow Springs Netherworld Army, the leader of the army, was facing death with no fear, yet they felt despair because of a teenager.
Fear emerged in the hearts of the people of the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army. They were about to die, but at this moment, their final pillar of support appeared.
"White-robed God of Death, long time no see!"
It was as if a bolt of lightning had exploded in the sky. An incomparably dignified voice echoed in the sky for a long time.
It was this voice that brought hope to the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army, whose mentality was about to collapse!
A general in golden armor and a height of seven feet slowly landed on the battlefield.
His hair was like steel wire, his face was as sharp as a knife, and his firm and angular face was filled with a masculine aura. The thick layer of dark yellow Aura on his body changed his image from a masculine general to a god of war who had returned from hell.
He was Yellow Springs Great General. He was once an abandoned disciple of Profound Yang Sect, a monstrous genius, but he had also created a legend in Qiyuan Kingdom that he had advanced to General in a few years!
This kind of person belonged to the absolute Genius, and he was a Genius that couldn't be suppressed. As long as he didn't die, he could rely on his tenacity, his firm heart, and his strong will for revenge to reach the peak once again.
Yellow Springs Great General, the number one commander of the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army, the one who initiated this siege, had finally appeared on the scene.
"Mighty General! Mighty General! We are fearless in the face of death, we will lead the enemy to their deaths! "
" Mighty General! Mighty General! We are fearless in the face of death, we will lead the enemy to their deaths! "
" Mighty General! Mighty General! We are fearless in the face of death, we will lead the enemy to their deaths! "
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When Yellow Springs Great General entered the battlefield, the dispirited feeling of Yellow Springs Netherworld Army was swept away. They even completely forgot about the displeasure of the three top generals who had just died.
Because they knew that there had always been only one core member of Yellow Springs Netherworld Army, Yellow Springs Great General!
As long as Yellow Springs Great General did not die, Yellow Springs Netherworld Army would not lose. As long as Yellow Springs Great General did not retreat, Yellow Springs Netherworld Army would not fear him!
They were the Yellow Springs Netherworld Army's army that had ignited the Death Soul Lamp. Even Lin Hao couldn't avoid the call of death!
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