Huang Feihu was stunned by the sword strike.
He never expected that a late-stage Quasi-Saint would appear on Dongbo Hou's side.
Unlike him, who had just entered the Quasi-Saint realm.
The Ziwei Emperor, a late-stage Quasi-Saint, has already reached the pinnacle below the Dao Proof stage.
What virtue or ability does the Marquis of Dongbo possess to be able to persuade such a powerful figure to lend his assistance?
Huang Feihu really didn't know...
The original Marquis of Dongbo, "Jiang Hengchu," had long been crushed to death by the Ziwei Emperor.
Just as Huang Feihu was filled with utter shock and disbelief.
The sword flashes once more!
I sensed the approach of that purple sword light.
Huang Feihu dared not underestimate him in the slightest.
Huang Feihu pushed his primordial spirit and physical strength to their limits.
"roar!"
Huang Feihu transformed into a golden dragon once more and charged toward the purple sword light.
And this time...
Huang Feihu was no longer easily defeated, but instead became entangled in a fierce battle with the purple sword light.
Upon seeing this.
A knowing look flashed in the eyes of the Ziwei Emperor.
He finally understood why the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper had fallen at the hands of Huang Feihu.
In terms of combat strength alone.
Huang Feihu, who cultivates both his physical body and primordial spirit, has already reached the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint.
Even so.
Huang Feihu still could not be his match.
With this thought in mind.
A murderous glint flashed in the eyes of the Ziwei Emperor.
The purple flying sword suddenly burst forth with dazzling light.
Under Huang Feihu's horrified gaze.
The purple flying sword split into two, then into four, then into eight...
In an instant, it transformed into eight handles.
"brush!"
The eight flying swords trembled slightly and shot towards Huang Feihu.
"not good!"
Huang Feihu was terrified.
The purple flying sword split into eight, yet its power remained undiminished, and it blocked all of Huang Feihu's escape routes the moment it was unleashed.
There's no way to retreat!
Huang Feihu's inherent fighting spirit was immediately ignited.
"Get out of here!"
Huang Feihu roared.
Driven by a strong belief.
A flame seemed to appear in the eyes of the golden dragon that Huang Feihu had transformed into.
Mysterious flames appeared on the surface of the golden dragon, distorting and warping the surrounding space...
Under a life-or-death crisis.
Huang Feihu has made another breakthrough.
at the same time.
Eight purple flying swords have already arrived!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"......"
Accompanied by a dense series of collision sounds.
Sword marks kept appearing on the golden dragon that Huang Feihu had transformed into.
Golden blood dripped continuously from the dragon's body, staining the entire void a crimson hue.
The golden dragon's aura was rapidly declining...
If things continue like this...
It won't take long.
The golden dragon will be slain by the flying sword.
Huang Feihu's fate was predictable!
If nothing unexpected happens,
Huang Feihu's demise is a foregone conclusion!
......
Within the giant city.
Huang's army stared at the battle unfolding in the void, their eyes bloodshot with rage.
But this is a battle between quasi-saints and above.
The strongest among the Huang family army is only a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
They were completely unable to help Huang Feihu and could only watch helplessly as he walked towards his death.
"No!"
The young lieutenant roared, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.
He absolutely did not want to see his marshal perish like this.
Even if it means death.
He too will die before the marshal.
With this thought in mind.
The young lieutenant could no longer care about anything else and charged towards the battlefield in the void.
Unlike before.
This time, no one stopped this passionate young lieutenant.
And under the leadership of a young lieutenant general.
The soldiers of Huang's army below all soared into the sky.
Their thoughts were the same as those of the young lieutenant.
Even if it means death.
They too must die before their own marshal!
Let's fight!
Better to die!
What is there to fear?
At this moment.
The morale of Huang's army was higher than ever before, and their fighting spirit was more intense than ever before.
I felt this scene.
Huang Feihu, who had been listless, suddenly perked up, his eyes filled with deep emotion.
At this moment.
The Huang family army members were no longer just Huang Feihu's subordinates, but his comrades-in-arms.
To have such loyal and devoted brothers in this lifetime.
Huang Feihu was no longer afraid of death.
Hahahaha...
Huang Feihu laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.
"What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying?"
"Let's do it together, brothers..."
"Let's fight to our hearts' content!"
As they were talking.
Huang Feihu transformed back into human form and appeared at the forefront of the Huang family army, leading hundreds of thousands of soldiers in a relentless charge towards the Ziwei Emperor...
......
Those who witnessed this scene were deeply moved.
Before this battle.
They only knew that the Shang Dynasty had the Martial King Huang Feihu, who was known as the Martial King of the State, and the Huang Family Army, which was known as the invincible army.
Seeing is believing, but hearing about it is not as good as meeting it in person.
Until this moment.
Only then did they truly understand Huang Feihu and the Huang Family Army.
This is an army worthy of everyone's respect!
Even if we lose this battle.
The Huang Family Army's designation will live on forever.
......
Unlike ordinary people.
I felt the unity and determination of the Huang family army.
A hint of apprehension flashed in the eyes of the Ziwei Emperor.
But in the very next moment...
The fear in his eyes transformed into a powerful killing intent.
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