Chapter 350 It's obvious you are all in a hurry

This happened too suddenly. An Eighth Realm opponent would never have stood a chance against an Immortal King.

The reason he dared to bluster like this was, of course, because he knew Yan Xing wouldn't dare to act. As long as he dared to step half a step away from Xuanguang Gate, their army would quickly advance and destroy the underground sanctuary beneath Xuanguang Gate, along with the nascent cultivators hiding in the small world.

But who could have imagined that the Ice Sword Mercenary Group, which was on the human prodigy's kill list from a few months ago, would appear here?

Ou Kesuo glanced at the images transmitted to him by his clansmen. He was extremely disdainful of Lu Ermo's fate, considering being mobbed to death by such a group of juniors in the Nascent Soul realm a great humiliation.

He often bragged to others about how he would deal with the Ice Sword Mercenary Group if he ever encountered them.

However, when he actually encountered them, he despaired to discover that just this one barrier of the "Pillar of Heaven" could claim his life.

Let alone facing an enraged Immortal King.

So, before his death, he also roared at the frightened Shititian clan army behind him, "Seize the opportunity! Attack!!"

His body was scorched black. After uttering these words, he turned directly into ashes.

Yan Xing was not a fool. He looked at the reinforcements who had suddenly appeared in the sky.

From Ou Kesuo's reaction just now, it could be known that these reinforcements, whom he called the "Ice Sword Mercenary Group," seemed to be on the Shititian clan's kill list.

At this moment, a figure clad in blood-red armor leaped from the back of the Ice Phoenix, like a dragon emerging from the sea, like a bomb, stirring up a thousand waves!

This was a young man. He held a golden staff and faced the densely packed Shititian clan people, laughing arrogantly. The wind blew his long hair, exuding an unrestrained wildness!

This person shouted loudly, "If you have the guts, fight me!"

Besides Ou Kesuo, there were other peak Eighth Realm Shititian clan members here. Upon seeing Wang Teng charge over, they retreated while shouting orders!

"This is Wang Teng! He's on our kill list!"

"Don't retreat! He's just a mere Golden Body Realm body refiner!"

"We can gang up and kill him!"

"Kill all the people from the Ice Sword Mercenary Group!"

"......"

Amidst the panic in the Shititian clan army, voices could be heard.

"I'll go first, I'm a half-step Eighth Realm..."

A Shititian clan member, his face contorted with ferocity, charged at Wang Teng. However, as he approached, he felt as if thousands of giant dragons were staring at him, slowing his blood flow and freezing his entire being.

"No... I'm not his opponent!"

Wang Teng, his face contorted with ferocity, struck his head with his staff. His hand blocked it, but the terrifying force caused his arm to emit the sound of bones cracking.

"Ah!! Why are you just watching?"

Wang Teng seized the opportunity, extended his right hand, which had transformed into a dragon claw, gripped the back of his head, and then slammed his knee into the man's head.

"Crack..."

The sound of something shattering was heard, and then this peak Seventh Realm Shititian clan member lost consciousness, held by the head as Wang Teng lifted him up.

Looking at the terrified Shititian clan members around him, he squeezed hard.

"Bang!!"

An explosion occurred, splattering blood and brain matter.

This scene was bloody and violent, but all the human cultivators watched with immense satisfaction!

[Slayer]: When worn by a charging unit on the battlefield, this item will greatly boost the morale of allied forces.

At this moment, Wang Teng was a Slayer. All the human cultivators behind him were intimidated by Wang Teng's aura. For some unknown reason, their blood began to boil, and they felt inexhaustible strength, eager to charge out and battle the Shititian clan for three hundred rounds, willing to die without regret.

"Lord Yan Xing! Let's go!"

"Damn it, what's death?"

"How can we stand by and watch them fight alone?"

"......"

Yan Xing's prestige among these people was very high. Even though their inner impulses were strong, they still needed Yan Xing's consent.

After witnessing Wang Teng kill a peak Seventh Realm Shititian clan member in a near-instantaneous manner, Yan Xing had also made up his mind.

An excellent leader possesses battlefield intuition and decisiveness.

Therefore, he raised his halberd and quickly shouted, "Everyone, follow this young brother and attack!"

As soon as the order was given, these pent-up human cultivators charged towards the dense Shititian clan army like starving wolves pouncing on prey.

In fact, the moment Wang Teng and his group made their move, two pairs of eyes had locked onto them, heading their way with terrifying killing intent.

These were two kings of the Shititian clan. They had initially not intended to participate, but now events had exceeded their expectations.

Moreover, there was the culprit responsible for the annihilation of the entire Shititian clan army that had formed a world – the Ice Sword Mercenary Group.

The highest pursuit order for the Ice Sword Mercenary Group had been issued by the Supremes, who also feared the potential of these young individuals.

Then, Yan Xing saw young men leaping one by one from the back of the Ice Phoenix. They seemed very adept at combat.

The Shititian clan people were also angered by the humans who dared to counterattack, feeling a sense of shame similar to a school bully being suddenly retaliated against.

"Heavenly Sun Divine Palm!"

Xiao Long, in the sky, parted the clouds to reveal the sun!

A giant palm print descended upon all the Shititian clan people, but it was dispersed by a peak Eighth Realm Shititian clan member.

His expression darkened. The people from the Ice Sword Mercenary Group were definitely variables.

Just as Yan Xing was about to charge forward, he immediately encountered the two Shititian clan kings who had just arrived, Ito Xiang and Ito Shi.

"Ice Sword Mercenary Group, you dare to appear again..."

As Li Qingyun passed by Yan Xing, he said, "Big Brother, hold them off for ten minutes, and we'll beat them into retreat!"

Although Yan Xing didn't recognize them yet, he chose to believe: "Although I don't know who you are, ten minutes... is more than enough!"

Yan Xing stepped forward, bringing the sea of fire following behind him, and arrived before Ito Xiang and Ito Shi.

"Your opponent is me."

"Yan Xing, pitying you and letting you live longer has made you lose sight of yourself, hasn't it?"

"We have ten times your troops. How dare you leave your guarded territory?"

Yan Xing flicked his halberd, flames coiling around it like snakes. He sneered, "I can see you're anxious. It seems these few young people who just appeared might be more formidable than I imagined..."