"Zhang Yide of Yan is here! You shall not be so insolent!"
The person arrived before the voice.
The War God of Noxing and the people of Deno, who were stubbornly resisting, were taken aback.
The voice was extremely rough, and the invisible power of the sound waves made them feel immense pressure.
The God of War of Noxing had a solemn expression and his brows were furrowed. He sensed three powerful energies.
"Be careful, someone's coming!"
The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a black lightning bolt rushing towards them.
"Hey, take this from your Grandpa Zhang!"
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yide broke through the encirclement of the Xia soldiers and entered the circle of the Deno soldiers.
Zhang Fei's eyes were wide open in fury, like copper bells, and the anger in them seemed to ignite the surrounding air.
The black horse beneath him sensed its master's fighting spirit and pawed restlessly, making a dull thud, as if it would lead its master to shatter the tranquility of the battlefield at any moment.
Suddenly, Zhang Yide spurred his horse, and the black horse neighed loudly, galloping away like a black lightning bolt.
He gripped his eighteen-foot spear tightly, its tip gleaming coldly, aiming straight at a Deno soldier who was a second-generation super soldier.
The second-generation super soldier of Nadeno was intimidated by Zhang Yide's aura. His face turned pale and he tried to dodge in a panic, but his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground and he could not move.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yide had rushed to the front.
He roared, his voice booming like a bell, making the ears of the surrounding Denor soldiers ring.
The roar sounded like a howl from hell, filled with boundless majesty and killing intent.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his eighteen-foot spear high, his muscles taut, and the bulging veins looked like winding dragons.
Amidst the horrified gazes of Denor and his men, he suddenly thrust the spear down.
The spearhead, carrying immense force, pierced precisely into the chest of the second-generation Deno super soldier.
A scream rang out, and the man's body was instantly pierced by the spear tip.
In an instant, blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering onto Zhang Yide's armor, adding an even stronger bloody aura to the already imposing armor.
Zhang Yide swung the man's corpse high into the air and then flung it into the crowd of Deno soldiers.
The body flew through the air in an arc before crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust and causing a stir among the enemy troops.
Zhang Yide stood majestically on his horse, his spear still dripping with blood, looking like a demon god.
"You mistress! You're despicable! I'm going to kill you!"
When the Deno team saw that one of their super warriors had been so easily killed by Zhang Yide, they were enraged and their eyes turned red.
Those distorted faces were filled with anger and hatred.
They abandoned the Xia soldiers in front of them, raised their broadswords, shouted chaotic but murderous slogans, and charged towards Zhang Yide like madmen.
In an instant, Zhang Yide was surrounded by more than a dozen people in the center.
These Denor soldiers were no ordinary people; they were all elites of the Denor civilization, at least second-generation super soldiers.
They leaped up, their broadswords gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and slashed fiercely at Zhang Yide.
Each slash was accompanied by a whooshing sound, heading straight for Zhang Yide's vital points.
But Zhang Yide was incredibly brave!
Such scenes were nothing out of the ordinary for him; he was the world-renowned warrior who could defeat ten thousand men!
"Hmph, come at me all at once! Killing you is child's play for me!"
Zhang Yide showed no fear and suddenly squeezed his legs against the horse's belly.
The black horse beneath him understood its master's intention, raised its front hooves high, and let out a spirited neigh, as if demonstrating against these enemies.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yide gripped the eighteen-foot spear tightly with both hands, his muscles tensing up like a tiger about to pounce on its prey.
He roared, his voice echoing across the land, and swung his spear out with the force of a thunderbolt.
This sweep was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
With a "whoosh," the spear tip, swift as the wind, slashed through the air, splattering blood everywhere.
The super soldiers who rushed towards them were sent flying like kites with broken strings, screaming in agony.
Zhang Yide, caught up in the thrill of battle, once again spurred his black horse, Wuzhui, and charged through the ranks of the Deno soldiers like a black whirlwind.
Every attack he made was powerful and heavy, and every move he made brought with it a storm of blood and gore.
Wherever the black horse went, the enemy's formation was shattered, and men and horses fell to the ground.
Some enemies were trampled by horses' hooves, letting out painful howls; others were pierced by spears and died instantly.
Zhang Yide was like a war god, galloping across the chaotic battlefield, and no one could stop his brilliance.
His bravery instilled fear in the hearts of the Denuo people; they never imagined that the mere Great Xia civilization would have such a powerful warrior.
Those once-aggressive Denor super soldiers now had eyes filled with terror and despair, and their steps unconsciously began to retreat.
But Zhang Yide would not let them off easily, and his eighteen-foot spear continued to mercilessly reap their lives.
The God of War of Nuoxing cleaved the Great Xia soldier in front of him with an axe. Sensing his comrade who had died under Zhang Yide's spear, his face instantly darkened.
"Damn it, a third-generation super soldier! And so powerful, even I feel a sense of threat!"
He panicked, completely underestimating the strength of the Great Xia civilization.
They thought that with their superior strength and the Deno warships, they could easily destroy the Great Xia civilization.
I didn't expect to run into a tough opponent.
A civilization capable of independently manufacturing three generations of super soldiers is not far behind the Deno civilization.
The God of War of the Stars also sensed that, in addition to Zhang Yide who was closest to him, there were two energy fluctuations from third-generation super soldiers not far away.
How could a civilization that possesses planet-destroying weapons only have three third-generation super soldiers?
Perhaps, in a place he is unaware of, there is a whole host of third-generation super soldiers.
Indeed, the God of War of Norstar is right.
Three generations of super soldiers, the Great Xia civilization is as numerous as hairs on a cow.
And it's the kind of character you can't kill no matter how you try, so how are you supposed to play?
"No, we absolutely can't keep dragging this out. If we wait for the other super soldiers to arrive, they'll definitely wear me down!"
When facing life and death, the God of War of Noxing also found his mind to be extremely useful.
"As long as I can escape this planet, I will be the winner!"
As the trump card of the Deno civilization, the destructive power of the Nostar War God is considerable.
At full power, it can cleave an entire planet in two with a single axe strike.
No sooner said than done, the God of War of Noxing cleaved hundreds of Xia soldiers in front of him with an axe and then ran away as fast as he could in the distance.
His only weakness is that he can't fly, has poor maneuverability, and lacks air combat capability.
Zhang Yide killed a second-generation super soldier with a single spear thrust, his eyes wide with rage as he glared at the fleeing War God of Noxing and roared in fury.
"You thief, don't run! I'll fight your Grandpa Zhang three hundred times!"
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