C571 If You Are Bloodthirsty You will Die If You Touch It!
Due to the fact that Guxing had already fallen into a violent state, Yeh Duhsing and the others had already retreated to the side. When they saw that the killing god didn't follow them, they heaved a sigh of relief. However, the Barbarian Army didn't have such good luck. Because from the beginning, Guxing's target was them!
Too much fear made the Barbarian Army, who had always been known for their bravery, unable to muster up any will to resist, but perhaps it was because of the little bit of dignity that remained in their hearts. Although they were forced to retreat under Guxing's pressure, none of them managed to escape. At such a critical moment, it could be said that they had a strong backbone. However, this didn't mean that Guxing would show them mercy because of this.
No matter how the Barbarian Army retreated, his speed was slow and steady. However, the Barbarian Army's side was shocked to find that the distance between them and each other was strangely shortening. As the first corpse that was torn into pieces fell from the sky, the massacre finally began!
No one knew how strong Guxing was at this moment. This did not seem like an ordinary domain binding ability. Moreover, his Qi was far stronger than the strongest Xiantian expert Yeh Duhsing and the others had ever seen, the demonized. This name sounded very disturbing, and Yeh Duhsing knew it very well. It was only limited to a few words in the ancient books, but it was enough to make people tremble in fear!
"The demonized are bloodthirsty. Anyone who touches them will die. No one can defeat them!"
No one can defeat them! Just these three words were enough to prove how terrifying Guxing was at this moment. Yeh Duhsing even felt that even if War God of Great Chu, Dou Tianlai, came back from the dead, he still wouldn't be able to stop Son of Misfortune, who had gone completely mad. On the contrary, it was very likely that he would be killed. It was because the scene of Guxing tearing apart his enemies with his bare hands was too bloody and shocking. As reinforcements, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Very quickly, half an incense stick of time had passed. Guxing continued to walk forward unhurriedly, but there were still many barbarian soldiers that he caught up to inexplicably. Thus, wherever he went, there would be no exceptions, and the ground would be covered with broken limbs and remains. Every barbarian weapon that fell into his hands would eventually be torn apart until only a head remained. Of course, it was even more creepy. It was still the same faint smile on his face that never changed.
He seemed to be enjoying the pleasure of killing, so he kept repeating the same method of killing, the scene was filled with strangeness. . .
"Soldiers, instead of waiting to be killed, we might as well fight till the end. We still have tens of thousands of troops. We might not be unable to deal with this madman!"
At this moment, one of the cavalry leaders could no longer endure this torture. His courage had been completely ignited, and he shouted at the people behind him.
If there was a way out, no one would be willing to die. Guxing's terror had been deeply imprinted in their minds, and in front of this enormous fear. . . Everyone would only have two kinds of reaction, or their minds would be completely destroyed. Obviously, the Barbarian Tribe belonged to the latter. When they heard this, they immediately responded. The killing intent that they hadn't felt for a long time reappeared in their bodies. A sharp force passed through the long spear in their hands and pointed it at Guxing. Then. . . "Attack!" Along with the command of the cavalry general, thirty thousand Barbarian Tribe cavalry and thirty thousand infantry elites rushed towards Guxing like a flood. That imposing aura made Yeh Duhsing and the others who were watching by the side feel their hearts palpitate!
"Mr Yeh, no matter how strong Son of Misfortune is, he can't fight against tens of thousands of troops alone. Should we go and help him?"
The white-clothed Qiu Faangshuo frowned slightly and asked.
"No need. With his strength after turning into a devil, these Barbarian Army are nothing to worry about!"
Before Yeh Duhsing could respond, Chu Lih, who had been immersed in grief due to Chu Rouer's death, suddenly said in a cold voice.
Yeh Duhsing nodded slightly, indicating for everyone to calm down. Looking at the demon-like figure on the battlefield, the Life-Taking Ghost Sword, who had always been known for being calm, let out a soft sigh and said, "I am not worried about the fate of the Barbarian Army now. The devil cultivators are hard to deal with, they can't do anything to him. What I'm worried about is the fate of the seven kingdoms. During the storm of the Seven Geniuses of Chaotic World's. . . All of the Old Ancestors of the Seven Nations have fallen. Today, the human world had welcomed the most desolate era in history. Who could subdue him? I'm afraid it will be an inestimable catastrophe. "
Everyone fell silent when they heard this. With their strengths, it was naturally impossible for them to stop this madman before them. The only way was to leave it up to the heavens, and they might as well take it one step at a time.
"The Fiend requires the heart of a doctor. Perhaps the only way to awaken him is to revive the Emperor from the dead. But this is clearly impossible. "
Yeh Duhsing looked at Chu Rouer who was gradually turning cold in Chu Lih's arms and sighed as he shook his head. "I only hope that the Barbarian Army can consume as much of his strength as possible. Otherwise, the human world will definitely be plunged into misery and suffering. "
Immediately, the sound of horse hooves was like thunder. The thirty thousand cavalry of the Barbarian Tribe arrived in an instant like countless arrows leaving the bow. Seeing that Guxing did not dodge or dodge, the faces of everyone from the Barbarian Army revealed a ferocious smile. Even Dou Tianlai, who was known as War God of Great Chu, would not be able to survive the trampling of tens of thousands of cavalry. Therefore, they thought that even MALE, who was known as War God of Great Chu, would not be able to survive the trampling of tens of thousands of cavalry. Guxing was courting death!
However, was that really the truth? When the cavalry general roared and stabbed the long spear in his hand at Guxing, he finally realized that things were not as simple as he had imagined.
Just like the arrows that had been shot at Guxing, the long spear of this cavalry general, including the hundreds of Barbarian Tribe soldiers who had attacked at the same time, was strangely fixed in the air. When the thirty thousand cavalry were unable to move, the remaining thirty thousand Barbarian Tribe soldiers stopped moving. They watched in horror as Guxing tore apart bodies one after another in front of them. This scene was too bloody and cruel. It made the usually bloodthirsty Barbarian Army uncomfortable, and many of them even fainted on the spot.
"This. . . This kid is a madman! It's. . . It's a devil!"
The Barbarian Army, who had been trying their best to suppress the fear in their hearts, finally broke down completely. All of them screamed and threw away their helmets and armor as they fled. Guxing did not even look at them. He continued to kill tirelessly.
"The Barbarian Army has retreated. Should we chase after them?"
The young man who spoke wore a blue robe and had an extraordinary aura. He was Leng Yu, who had joined the royal family after being defeated by Chu Lih in the First Edge General Assembly. Now, his cultivation base was at the Peak Late Period of Spirit Cultivating Stage. Although he was still a little bit weaker compared to Chu Lih and Yeh Duhsing, he was still at the Peak Late Period of Spirit Cultivating Stage. However, he could be considered one of the best among the younger generation.
"Don't chase a cornered enemy, and he will never let them go. . . "
Chu Lih, who had changed into a completely different person after Chu Rouer's death, waved his hand indifferently. A trace of extreme madness flashed across his eyes as he looked at Guxing, who had played countless Barbarian Army in his palm.
Soon, his guess was confirmed. The tens of thousands of Barbarian Army who had fled for their lives had returned to this place for some reason. They looked at the familiar grass, trees, and the nightmarish figure in front of them, standing there in a daze as if they had lost their souls.
