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C1874

Feng Army issued another warning. Seeing that the other party was not moving, they continued to rush over quickly, and were no longer polite. They nocked their bows and nocked their arrows, aimed at the cold air outside.

"Release the arrows!"

Following the shout, arrows emerged from the Feng Army s on the palace walls. Weng! * A black curtain fell from the palace wall and headed straight for Guang Han. The latter laughed out loud, the Emperor Sword only needed to raise its head slightly to release the Spirit Confusion Wind.

The range of the wind that Guang Han heard was not wide, but it was extremely dense, just enough to cover his entire body.

When the formation of arrows arrived in front of him, cracking sounds could be heard incessantly. Countless arrows were crushed to the ground by Spirit Blade s, and in just a short while, Guang Han had already heard the sounds of broken arrows at his feet.

He had originally wanted to take advantage of the pause when the Feng Army arrows stopped to rush forward, however, the Feng Army arrows never stopped. There was no gap in the middle of the arrows, and even Guang Han frowned when he heard this.

He didn't care too much about it. With a thought, the spirit armor on his back grew wings, and as the wings flapped, the ground seemed to blow up like a hurricane. The sand was so high that it covered the sky and the earth.

The Feng Army on the palace wall were all startled as well, and now they could not even see the figure of the person as he entered. The crowd unconsciously stopped shooting and turned to look at their respective generals.

The General of Feng Country muttered to herself for a moment, then waved her hand: "Continue shooting, shoot wherever the sand is the densest!"

The Feng Soldier s on the left and right replied in unison and continued to shoot arrows outside the palace walls.

In terms of his ability to rule over a country, Guang Han was nothing special. In terms of leading soldiers into battle, he knew nothing at all. However, his ability to adapt to situations was not as simple as it seemed.

Using the Spiritual Transformation of Armor to grow wings and raise sand to obstruct Feng Army's line of sight was something that came to mind as soon as he thought of it.

Just as Feng Army was about to release his arrows blindly, the people suddenly heard the buzzing sound of wind coming from the sky. Generals And Soldiers of Feng Army subconsciously raised his head to look, only to see a strange bird flying out of the sand mist in the sky.

Numerous sounds of sharp blades breaking armour came out from the Feng Army crowd on the palace walls. Everyone focused their eyes and saw that several Feng Soldier s were nailed to the ground, and a shining Steel Sword was stuck in each of their chests.

"It's the enemy!" The enemy is flying from the sky! "

The General of Feng Country was the first to realize what had happened and shouted to the surrounding guards. At the same time, he picked up a steel bow, spiritualized it, and immediately followed up with a Spirit Arrow, shooting out an arrow at the figure in the sky.

Clang! When the Spirit Arrow shot up into the sky, it let out a clear sound. The Spirit Arrow spun and flew down, and looking at the strange bird, it tilted its body, and flew straight towards the Feng Army on the city wall.

At this time, if Feng Army wanted to shoot another arrow to stop him, it was already too late.

As he flew towards the palace walls, he continuously waved the Emperor Sword in his hands, controlling seven Sub Sword s to start a massacre at the top of the city walls. In an instant, the Feng Army on the palace walls were thrown into chaos.

Taking the chance, Guang Han fell onto the palace wall and at the same time, retracted the wings born from Spiritual Transformation of Armor.

Even though Guang Han had such a high cultivation level, he could not sustain his wings for too long. It would consume too much spiritual energy, and right now, his spiritual energy was being consumed at a rapid rate.

He had just landed on the palace wall, when the surrounding Feng Army cried and rushed over. A Feng Soldier was the fastest, stepping behind Guang Han's ears, she used all her strength in her hands and fiercely thrusted out her spear.

Guang Han heard this and felt as if he had eyes on the back of his head. He leaned to the side to avoid the tip of the spear. Without waiting for the opponent to retract his spear, he moved as fast as lightning and grabbed the body of the spear.

The Feng Soldier expression on her face changed as she used all her strength to try and pull out the long spear. However, the spear did not move at all, as if it was in the hands of Guang Han. She didn't even see how much strength the old man had used. She only turned around and shouted, "Hand it over!"

That Feng Soldier was also obedient, and the long spear in his hand was immediately snatched away by Guang Han. Then, looking at the palm of his hand, it had been grinded a layer of flesh, and was dripping with fresh blood. Guang Han heard the spear in his hands, with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the spear appeared in front of him and he shouted, "Here you go!"

Before he finished his sentence, the spear in his hand had already been thrust back. "Puchi!" That Feng Soldier was directly pierced through the chest by the spear.

But Guanghan didn't stop when he heard it. He held his spear in one hand and rushed forward hurriedly, and in his ears, he heard three consecutive muffled sounds of "pounce" and "pounce" as the long spear pierced through the chests of the three people behind him. At this time, there were four corpses of Feng Soldier hung on the long spear, and it looked as if they were passing through candied fruits. Guang Han heard this and grabbed the end of the spear with one hand, then swung it horizontally behind him along with the four corpses on top of the long spear.

At least seven or eight people were knocked off the palace walls alive, and their bodies fell onto the Feng Army s on the other side.

Guang Han let go of the tail of his spear, waved his Emperor Sword, and started to fight with the surrounding densely packed Feng Army. In a close-combat battle of blades, how could ordinary Feng Soldier be a match for Guang Han? Even if there was a Spirit Cultivator amongst them, it would still be difficult for them to block one and half of his moves.

However, there were too many people from Feng Army and the reinforcements came from all directions.

Guang Han heard that he had already lost track of how many Feng Soldier he had chopped down. Just by looking at the corpses on the ground, he could see that there were even more that had fallen off the palace walls. However, looking around, both the walls and the walls were still filled with Feng Army, with no end in sight. Guang Han secretly sighed in his heart. He gave up on fighting, and suddenly made a few moves, retreating the Feng Army that was rushing towards him. Following that, he once again used Spiritual Transformation of Armor, grew a pair of wings, and flew down from the palace walls.1

He did not fly out of the palace, but flew towards the palace, flying past the heads of the Feng Army, straight towards the imperial harem.

While GuangHan was listening to the flight, he also suffered from the concentrated shooting of arrows from the Feng Army. Countless arrows collided against his spirit armor, causing tinkling sounds and sparks to fly in all directions. Guang Han did not move from his words. He gritted his teeth and charged out of the Feng Army arrow formation, flying straight into the imperial harem.

After he landed, he retracted his wings and lowered his head to look at his own body. His expression also changed. It turned out that his spirit armor had already been riddled with cracks. Although it wasn't very obvious, he was certain that it was showing signs of rupturing.

GuangHan didn't remember how long it had been since he was in such a sorry state. It had to be at least several hundred years. He never thought that the two Feng Country and Chuan Country s would actually be able to force him to such an extent! As Guang Han heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He looked up and saw that an unknown amount of Feng Army had gathered around him. As he looked around, he saw that the vast red helmet covered the sky and formed a sea of red.

"Kill ? ?" Guang Han heard this and stopped his laughter, suddenly shouted, and rushed into the crowd of Feng Army with his Emperor Sword. He himself also understood that he couldn't just kill people with Feng Army. The longer they fought, the more Feng Army they would gather and the harder it would be for him to escape.

He looked towards a direction and channeled his energy to rush forward, forcefully opening a path of blood under the sea of Feng Army. Then, he rushed straight towards a palace at the rear palace.

When he arrived at the entrance of the palace, he kicked open the door. After entering, he found that it was completely empty. The person he was looking for was not inside.

A wry smile appeared on GuangHan's face when he heard this. That's right, the Feng Army had already occupied the palace, so how could he leave his imperial concubines in the palace? He slowly exhaled and leaned against a pillar within the palace before slowly sitting down.

He was tired. After fighting till now, it was rare for GuangHan to feel tired listening to this, he wanted to sit down and rest, but how could the Feng Army outside give him this kind of opportunity? Following the rumbling of footsteps, dense Feng Army surged in from outside the hall.

Guang Han raised his eyes and shouted, "Get out!"

While speaking, the Emperor Sword that was in the air slashed with its cross blade, and the Feng Army that just stepped into the palace was twisted by the dense group of Spirit Blade that rushed over, causing miserable cries to immediately echo out, and everyone was forced out.

Inside the palace, there was not even a speck of blood. Outside of the main hall, corpses and chunks of flesh were scattered all over the ground. Blood was flowing like a river, making it look like it was in purgatory.

However, the viciousness of Guang Han's words did not stop the onslaught of Feng Army, and very quickly, another large number of Feng Army continued to rush into the great hall. Guang Han followed suit and unleashed another Crosscut Chop.

Just like before, the Feng Army that rushed in was once again sent flying by the Spirit Blade, and the hall was still as clean as it was before. On the other hand, an additional layer of flesh was added to the outside, and the accumulated blood continuously flowed down the palace's stairs.

Feng Army rushed up once, and was repelled by Guang Han just once. Repeated like this, the Feng Army outside the hall only amounted to more than two hundred corpses. Seeing that there was no other way to kill them, the General of Feng Army immediately sent an order to take the Pyretic Oil and set them on fire.

Guang Han just wanted to rest for a bit, but Feng Army did not give him that kind of opportunity. Very quickly, the Feng Army brought in the Pyretic Oil outside, flinging it from all directions towards the palace, and then, the Pyretic Oil was set ablaze.

In a short period of time, the palace became a fire palace. Even the flames soared high into the sky, and thick smoke billowed outwards; it was truly frightening. Guang Han, who was sitting in the hall, sighed. He stood up helplessly and had no choice but to rush out of the hall.

But at this time, a group of elders led by Huangfu Xiutai and Nie Zhen had already caught up to him.

At this moment, Guang Han's spirit was already gone, and his spirit was low. He had only exchanged a few blows with the elders, but his heart was filled with the desire to die.

Looks like what his subordinates said was right, Divine Pool City no longer had a place for him. He could only temporarily retreat, and in the future, he would think carefully about how to return to Divine Pool.

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