In an instant, the two massive and imposing forces collided with overwhelming force, like two surging and unstoppable torrents!
A deafening roar erupted, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, and the entire battlefield trembled.
The impact instantly stirred up billowing dust, obscuring the sky.
Amidst this chaos, the weapons in the hands of the soldiers on both sides gleamed coldly as they clashed and fought, their shouts and roars echoing through the sky, deafeningly loud.
The scene was filled with flashing swords and spears, piercing each other with long spears and short swords, and arrows and crossbow bolts flying through the crowd like locusts.
Every swing of the sword was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and every thrust sent up a spray of blood; the soldiers either charged forward bravely, fighting valiantly, or fell to the ground dead, their blood flowing like a river.
The stench of blood on the battlefield permeated the air, mingling with the smoke and dust to create a suffocating atmosphere.
However, despite the fierce battle, neither side showed any sign of retreat. They gritted their teeth, wielded their weapons with all their might, and vowed to completely defeat the other side.
In an instant, the sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses rose and fell, and shouts, curses, and screams mingled together, like a heart-wrenching symphony of death.
Chen Feng led his brave and fearless troops at the forefront, like a surging torrent, charging powerfully from the left flank towards the towering Xiaolang Mountain.
Just as they were struggling to climb, a deafening shout of battle and heavy footsteps suddenly came from above.
Immediately afterwards, a dark mass of werewolves pounced down like tigers descending a mountain. A rough estimate puts the number of werewolves at around seventy or eighty!
The werewolf at the front was tall and muscular, exuding a chilling aura.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that this person was actually a werewolf powerhouse with strength reaching the late stage of the sixth rank.
What's even more terrifying is that when this werewolf entered a berserk state, his aura instantly became incredibly powerful, sweeping over like a storm, and actually climbed directly to the terrifying level of the peak of the sixth rank!
At this time, the team led by Chen Feng had seven or eight martial artists with the strength of the sixth rank, but unfortunately, all of them were only at the early stage of the sixth rank.
Faced with such a powerful enemy—the werewolf leader—if Chen Feng chose to remain inactive and stand by, then these few early-stage sixth-rank martial artists alone would probably be absolutely unable to withstand the werewolf leader's fierce and brutal offensive.
After all, there is a significant gap between the two sides in terms of strength and realm.
Chen Feng's eyes sharpened, and he exuded a powerful aura. He suddenly turned his head and shouted in a low voice to the human experts behind him, "I will deal with the sixth-grade werewolves. You all concentrate on dealing with the rest of the werewolves!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Feng dashed out like an arrow, so fast that his figure was almost invisible.
In an instant, a terrifying energy fluctuation erupted from Chen Feng's body. He unleashed the Devouring Mystic Technique, and powerful spiritual energy surged forth.
That spiritual force seemed to transform into a vast and boundless ocean, stirring up towering waves that swept towards the densely packed werewolves ahead with overwhelming force.
This immense mental power, like an invisible shockwave, slammed into the werewolf soldiers with earth-shattering force.
"howl--"
"ah--"
Apart from the leader of the sixth-rank werewolves, who only felt as if his head had been hit, the other werewolves' brains seemed to have been hit hard, and they reacted differently in an instant.
A series of shrill screams rang out, and the werewolves, struck by the mental shock, were thrown into chaos.
Some werewolves collapsed to the ground, clutching their heads and writhing in agony; others stood motionless, their eyes glazed over, completely incapacitated.
Chen Feng, however, stood like a war god on the battlefield, his aura rising steadily, preparing for the fierce battle to come.
"kill--"
At this critical moment, Chen Feng's eyes widened in fury, and he roared deafeningly, "Kill!"
He led from the front, like a fierce tiger, leading his highly motivated human soldiers forward without hesitation.
They were all brave and fearless, their weapons gleaming coldly, their imposing presence overwhelming.
Faced with the werewolf soldiers whose movements were somewhat slowed by the impact, Chen Feng and his comrades launched a fierce and relentless attack.
Amidst the flashing blades and the cries of battle, more than a dozen werewolves fell to the ground in pools of blood, screaming in agony, their lives cut short.
However, Chen Feng did not stop there. He flashed forward, approaching the powerful sixth-rank werewolf with the speed of a ghost.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng's sword flashed like lightning, piercing straight towards the werewolf's throat.
That sixth-rank werewolf was indeed a seasoned veteran. Despite having a headache from the earlier disturbance, he still managed to react at the crucial moment.
It nimbly dodged to the side, using its broad and sturdy shoulders to withstand Chen Feng's fatal blow.
At the same time, it swung its huge, heavy hammer, which whistled through the air, and smashed it down on Chen Feng with the force of Mount Tai crushing an egg.
"howl--"
The werewolf leader raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening roar. The roar was like rolling thunder, resounding through the clouds and making the surrounding air tremble.
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