Jin Pengkang laughed heartily, but his face behind the mask showed no sign of a smile, and his eyes held a hint of mockery.
The general didn't see Jin Pengkang's gaze. He took a few steps forward, and soldiers dressed in Qin armor, in rows of three, swarmed out from the stairwell behind him. Although there were a lot of them, they were very disciplined and walked out in an orderly manner. Before long, they filled half of the hall, with more than two hundred soldiers.
The general took a few steps forward, his stubble-covered face revealing neither joy nor anger. He looked at the group of men from the Na Du Tong clan and said, "I am Meng Tian. If you surrender, I promise to treat you leniently."
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers behind him, brandishing their swords and halberds, shouted, "Show leniency!"
A loud sound soared into the sky, and a murderous aura shot straight to the heavens, shaking all directions. This shows how the First Emperor's army once intimidated all sides and suppressed foreign tribes.
The old man's face was solemn. Although he didn't know how these Qin soldiers had been resurrected, it would be extremely unwise to start a conflict. After all, too many ants can kill an elephant, not to mention that these Qin soldiers were all skilled in Qi cultivation, and with their legendary military formation, they were a formidable enemy.
The old man cupped his hands in greeting and kindly advised, "Why does the general aid and abet evil? We are all Chinese, why must we fight each other?"
"It seems there's no point in negotiating!" Meng Tian naturally wouldn't reveal his deal with Jin Pengkang. He waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him charged forward with spears. Each of them imbued their weapons with Qi, forming a massive charging formation. Killing intent and malevolent energy slowly condensed in the air, gradually forming a pacing black tiger that looked down at them from above.
"roar!"
The tiger roared through the mountains and forests, and a huge baleful aura swept through the entire hall, suppressing the power of the supernatural beings by at least one level. The ordinary people were even more helpless. Many of the believers behind Lu Lei were so frightened by the tiger's roar that their faces turned pale and their bodies trembled. Some even screamed and fell to the ground.
The army began its charge, and the small squad of two hundred men had the momentum of thousands, like a sharp knife trying to tear apart the enemy in front of them.
The old man's face was solemn. He moved with incredible speed and instantly appeared in front of several Qin soldiers. He slapped a card with force, but after hitting the Qin soldiers, he felt as if his power was being neutralized by a strange force.
It wasn't that he disarmed them. The old man observed that all the soldiers seemed to grunt, but it had no effect. It seemed that his palm strike with 80% of its power was distributed among the two hundred men.
What a terrifying formation!
The old man dodged the Qin soldiers' thrusting swords and halberds, and threw several more punches, but without exception, they were all deflected by the formation. Seeing that the situation was not good, the old man tried to get away, but a bronze sword came down on his head!
"Do you think you can just come and go as you please?"
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Chapter 146: The End
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Meng Tian approached the old man from behind, his bronze sword gleaming with a sharp, piercing light as it slashed through the air before he swung it down fiercely at the old man.
Click click click click!
The old man shifted his feet, dodging the fatal sword strike. The sharp sword light slashed across the ground, creating a huge crack several meters long.
The old man's gaze was solemn. Strands of hair on his forehead were cut off by the sword's edge and fell to the ground. His hands did not stop either. He used his spirit to guide his qi, and the movement twisted into a huge tai chi pattern. He slapped Meng Tian with one palm, which caused a strong wave of qi to ripple around. The chandelier on the ceiling shook violently and made a creaking sound. Finally, it could not bear the weight and fell down, where it was shattered by a Qin soldier.
Although Meng Tian was terrified, he had no time to dodge. The old man struck him in the abdomen with a palm, sending him flying backward. He landed on the ground and was dragged for more than ten meters before stopping.
The soldiers stopped in their tracks, their eyes fixed on the old man. Then they raised their swords and halberds and charged forward. The battle formation began to solidify into a sharp blade, thrusting towards the old man.
Soldiers charged on the ground, while a sharp knife loomed in the air, its menacing aura filling the space and firmly locking onto the old man.
"open!"
The old man glanced at the crowd behind him, then waved his hands, transforming them into a giant Tai Chi diagram to block the oncoming sharp blade. The diagram collided with the sharp blade, producing a loud clang of metal clashing. Large and small spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the Tai Chi diagram, as if it might shatter at any moment.
"Hold on!" The old man's face turned red from holding back his anger. He hadn't expected that a team of only a few hundred soldiers could be so powerful. He wondered what kind of might a force of thousands or tens of thousands of soldiers would possess.
No wonder the First Emperor swept across the land, yet no extraordinary person could stand in his way. With this battle formation, the strength of extraordinary people was suppressed, while the power of everyone was integrated. With such terrifying might, who could possibly be his enemy?
Although he didn't know why the First Emperor died, the old man didn't have time to think about such things. He circulated his Qi to strengthen the Taiji diagram and tried his best to resist the Qin soldiers' attack.
At this moment, Meng Tian got up from the ground, dragging his injured body, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his bronze sword high, and shouted: "Attack!"
"Yes, sir!"
The Qin soldiers' offensive became even more ferocious. Their booted feet stomped in unison on the ground, creating craters, and their sharp blades became even more menacing.
Snap!
The Tai Chi symbol shattered into countless tiny fragments like glass, and a sharp knife pierced through it, but the old man, who was prepared, dodged it.
Several people from the Nadu Tong group who had been observing from the sidelines also came to help and engaged the Qin soldiers in battle. However, the difference in strength and discipline was too great, and many of them suffered minor injuries. Some of the weaker ones were directly pierced through the body, picked up by swords and halberds, and thrown out. Their corpses were thrown to the ground like garbage, and the blood stained the floor red. The viscous scarlet liquid emitted a faint, unique smell of blood. As more and more blood was added, the smell became more and more foul and unpleasant.
A flame ignited in Lu Lei's hand, and the other saints also displayed their supernatural abilities, preparing to kill them all. However, before they could make a move, a missile pierced through the glass and exploded instantly.
The massive explosion instantly generated flames and shockwaves, shattering the windows of all buildings within a radius of 100 meters. The raging flames instantly engulfed the entire building, making everyone, friend or foe, a target of the missile.
Shrapnel and debris flew everywhere, and the immense impact could easily pierce through the human body and take a life.
Thick smoke billowed from the building, which began to collapse. The old man used a Tai Chi diagram to protect the people behind him, and looking at the billowing smoke, he said sadly, "They actually abandoned us. How decisive!"
He looked to the other side and saw a turquoise barrier appear, within which were the twelve saints and their followers. Everyone appeared to be safe and sound, unharmed.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
With the sound of burning, the second missile arrived!
The old man's face was grave as he watched the collapsing building. The Tai Chi diagram remained protectively in front of him. His brows furrowed, and he said coldly, "Everyone, scramble downstairs. This building is about to collapse. The Alliance has probably abandoned us and is resorting to their own methods! How ruthless! They've killed the dog after the rabbit is caught!"
"How interesting! But do you think you can escape?" Lu Lei's voice carried through the thick smoke to everyone's ears, casting a shadow over their hearts.
Although they wanted to run, there was a pack of hungry wolves here, with missile threats from the outside and saints threats from the inside.
Just as Lu Lei was about to make a move, a powerful consciousness descended and conveyed a message.
Lu Lei's face lit up with ecstasy. He extinguished the flame in his hand and looked at the saints behind him who were also caught up in excitement. He abandoned the idea of killing the old man and the others. After all, the Alliance's betrayal had hurt these people. Although it could not guarantee that they would become enemies of the Alliance, it could at least make them leave the Alliance camp. With their own power and status, they could influence many people and further intensify the conflict. Although the older generation of superhumans sought stability, there were definitely many ambitious people among the younger generation.
"Heaven above all!"