While Jiang Wuyuan was confronting the remaining eight alien races surrounding him, Lu Xingchuan and his group of five were also busy.

After all, the alien races didn't just target Jiang Wuyuan; they also sent out several others to keep them occupied.

It must be said that compared to Jiang Wuyuan's decisive battle, their attacks seemed much simpler and more unpretentious.

Although they all performed exceptionally well, it was completely impossible for them to quickly and instantly kill an eighth-tier alien race.

This was originally the norm on the battlefield of the saints.

It's normal for the Saints to fight for days and nights without a clear winner, and for the top-level combatants to lose no more than a handful of lives in a single battle.

On the contrary, someone like Jiang Wuyuan, who could kill half of them with a single move, is truly an extraordinary feat.

Lu Xingchuan threw the halberd in his hand.

The heavy weapon, stained with blood, ripped through the sky and cleanly tore off an arm of the eighth-tier alien.

Amidst the cries of pain from the alien race, Lu Xingchuan raised his hand to recall the halberd, his gaze inadvertently glancing in the direction of Jiang Wuyuan.

To ensure that their battles do not interfere with each other, the Saints' Battlefield covers a vast area.

Looking at it, Lu Xingchuan could only vaguely make out a few figures standing opposite each other in the distance.

He made up his mind and looked away.

The eighth-tier alien race has a strong regenerative ability. Even though Lu Xingchuan's halberd has fire attribute power, it cannot have much restraining effect on the eighth-tier alien race.

Soon, new shoots sprouted from the torn shoulder, eventually turning into a new arm.

"I want you dead... I want you dead!!!"

Lu Xingchuan stared intently at the dark power gathering around the eighth-tier alien race, snorted coldly, and spun around to meet it.

...

High above, a large force on the ground.

Lu Xingchuan's chief strategist, Shi Tanqing, is currently overseeing the entire army from the rear.

"Sir, the vanguard has advanced fifty miles." A man in military uniform came to deliver the message.

"Tell Lieutenant General Peng that there's no need to advance any further." Shi Tanqing pondered for a moment, then continued, "What's the current battle situation?"

"The battle is fierce, and the alien race outnumbers us by several dozen times," the messenger soldier reported truthfully. "But the casualties are not high."

Shi Tanqing was both surprised and pleased.

He had anticipated the disparity in numbers between the two sides, but the fact that our army suffered few casualties proved that although the alien race had a numerical advantage, it was actually at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

This is their chance to attack.

"Pass down the order to activate the second operational plan. All ranged soldiers are to launch a full-scale attack and ensure firepower suppression."

In large-scale military operations, the first attack is vigorous, the second weakens, and the third exhausts the force.

We must take that first breath!

"yes!"

...

At that moment, while a chaotic explosion and the blood of alien races splattered below, Jiang Wuyuan also contributed a vibrant fireworks display high in the sky.

An eighth-tier alien was forcefully crushed by Jiang Wuyuan using spatial pressure, and the gushing blood fell from the sky like blood rain.

The alien leader's face was so gloomy, it seemed as if ink could drip from it.

"You forced me to...form the formation!!"

At the leader's command, no alien race dared to disobey.

They flew to the alien leader, formed hand seals, and their eyes shone with endless bloodlust.

One of the secret techniques of the alien races can temporarily concentrate the power of all the alien races within the formation onto the alien race at the center of the formation, allowing it to unleash a full-force attack that surpasses its own cultivation level.

In an instant, the alien leader's aura rose steadily, and the meridians within its body surged continuously, as if something was running rampant along the meridians.

That was an infinite force beyond its capacity.

However, due to the formation, although this power forcibly entered its body, it did not harm it. On the contrary, it greatly increased its strength for a time.

Even Jiang Wuyuan sensed a hint of danger from the alien leader.

He immediately narrowed his eyes.

A blood array shot into the sky, piercing through the darkness.

The sky was no longer completely black; through the dense clouds, a faint crimson light shone through.

"Humans! Die!!"

This attack was devastating, capable of causing mountains to crumble and the earth to split, and seas to shatter.

Lu Xingchuan and his group of five retreated almost instantly from the alien leader's attack range, their worried gazes fixed on the center of the battlefield.

They were far enough away that it would be easy for them to dodge the attack.

But if Jiang Wuyuan wanted to hide, it would be very difficult.

A massive black skull, formed from the power of darkness, appeared above the alien leader's head.

Lu Xingchuan's pupils contracted sharply.

In his eyes, the black skull was almost as tall as the sky, and the moment it appeared, it made his heart tremble.

If he was like this from so far away, it's hard to imagine how Jiang Wuyuan, who was at the center of the attack, must have felt.

What were Jiang Wuyuan's feelings?

He tilted his head slightly upwards, looking at his overwhelming skull, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.

War Cry!

Bloodbath Sword Formation!

Golden array patterns instantly took shape and coalesced beneath Jiang Wuyuan's feet.

The youth's vital energy surged higher and higher, and golden waves of energy spread out like a vast ocean.

This sword, so magnificent!

The golden light was like a spell that could subdue all evil spirits in the world, cleansing heaven and earth and repelling evil.

The god opened his eyes behind him, and with a calm and composed expression, swung the golden greatsword in his hand.

clang--

The sword struck directly at the skull's gaping mouth.

It held a dense mass of dark, malevolent energy in its mouth, but the golden greatsword sealed it tightly, preventing any leakage.

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