Chapter 1511

Zi Chen, who was surrounded by lightning, rushed toward the alien army like a meteor.

His figure flashed and disappeared as if he was teleporting. With the help of the Heavenly Thunder Wings, he dodged the attacks one after another.

The dazed alien war spirits reacted quickly. Powerful attacks came one after another, but they could not hurt Zi Chen at all.

In an instant, Zi Chen rushed into the crowd.

Zeng.

In the slightly panicked army, there was a crisp sound of a saber being unsheathed.

Although this sound was not as crisp as before, it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. It was this sound that had just sounded, and a saber light had slashed Cook. Now, the sound was heard again, and many war spirits were terrified.

The saber light appeared again, but this time it was not one, but nine.

Nine saber lights, emitting brilliant golden light, slashed in all directions.

"Pu." "Pu."

Zi Chen was surrounded by war spirits. Wherever the saber light passed, the war spirits and their beasts were killed.

Zi Chen stood still, and his saber had returned to its scabbard.

But then, the crisp sound of the saber being unsheathed sounded again.

Swoosh.

The saber light that had split into nine appeared again and spread out in all directions.

Then, another group of war spirits was killed, and a large open area appeared around Zi Chen.

Many powerful attacks whizzed over from all directions, heading straight for Zi Chen, who was in the middle of the group.

Zi Chen flapped the thunder wings on his back, and his figure disappeared from where he was as if he had teleported. The next moment, he was in the middle of the dense army of war spirits, and he drew his saber again.

Zeng.

The crisp sound of the saber being unsheathed rang out, and the golden saber light appeared again.

"Back off, back off quickly."

"Get out of the way quickly."

There were panicked shouts all around, and the war spirits riding their beasts began to retreat. Because it was too crowded, there was a stampede on the way back.

The already panicked troops became even more chaotic because of the stampede. Fortunately, some war spirits also rode their beasts into the air and flew in all directions.

"Boom!"

The dome of heaven trembled, the bright sky suddenly darkening. A pitch-black hammer head, enormous enough to cover the sky, emitting a dark and terrifying radiance, descended from the sky, smashing towards those flying battle spirits.

The black hammer smashed down, and a huge crater instantly appeared on the ground. Smoke and dust filled the crater, and screams and wails continuously resounded.

In the middle of the deep pit stood a giant, whose body was emitting a metallic luster. He was holding an enormous hammer, bashing on the heads of those battle spirits who were wounded but not killed.

The hammerhead was up and down, and the sound of the hammerhead reverberated. Man Shi's actions were extremely similar to whack-a-mole in mortal games.

Man Shi had already charged over, displaying a terrifying destructive power.

He was like a war machine, his whole body exuding the dark color of steel. Many attacks landed on his body, but few could break through his defense.

But the attacks he unleashed were abnormally terrifying. With a large area attack, even if a battle spirit didn't die, it would still be injured. If it was a small area attack or a single target attack, then the one struck would definitely die.

Man Shi wasn't too far away from Zi Chen. He was providing firepower support to Zi Chen, preventing others from locking onto Zi Chen and launching a sneak attack.

And in other places, those Titled individuals had already arrived.

Shendao raised his hand and swept out. Cold spears of light appeared, carrying a powerful destructive power as they pierced through the hearts of battle spirits.

He looked like a simple youth from a mountain village, but his attacks were decisive. Wherever he went, battle spirit corpses were left behind.

Fortune Teller wasn't too far away from Shendao. He bent his fingers, and his four fingers touched his thumb. A mysterious power drifted into the distance when his fingertips touched.

"It's fate." He looked at a battle spirit and said.

That mysterious power flew towards the battle spirit, striking it. The battle spirit collapsed, losing all signs of life.

"It's fate." He looked at another battle spirit, and this battle spirit also collapsed.

The mysterious energy was like a living creature. It could charge forward, retreat, or turn in circles.

It could attack, and it could also block the defenses for Fortune Teller.

"It's fate." Fortune Teller looked at another battle spirit. The battle spirit's vision turned black, and he lost his senses and collapsed.

Although his attacks weren't as elegant as Shendao's, his method of killing people with his gaze was still more shocking than Shendao's method of killing people directly.

On the battlefield, Jin Qingcheng was extremely eye-catching. Her body was surrounded by golden light, and she held a large sword in her hand. Every time she swung her sword, a terrifying sword energy would appear. This sword energy could clear out a large area for her.

She rushed forward with her sword, and her speed was very fast. She never stayed in the same place, so the powerful attacks that followed only exploded behind her.

Rushing into the non-humankind army, Zi Chen and his people showed their great destructive power and lethality.

Of the hundred people, there were still nearly eighty who stayed in the same place. They looked at Zi Chen and the others who were crazily slaughtering, and their faces were full of admiration.

"Awoo."

A wolf's howl resounded. Behind Lang Wei, a tall wolf shadow appeared.

The wolf shadow followed Lang Wei's movement and raised its wolf claw, pressing forward.

The huge claw was like a black cloud pressing down, enveloping several foreign battle spirits. Then, a terrifying energy exploded, and more than half of the battle spirits were killed. Those who were lucky enough to survive were all seriously injured.

"Ha!"

With a shout, Ba Dao, who had never attacked before, attacked. He held a sheathed long saber in his hand, but the style was very different from Zi Chen's.

This was the Ba Dao that several seniors had worked together to create for him, and it was more suitable for becoming a battle spirit.

Ba Dao unsheathed his saber, but there was no sound of it being unsheathed. Only a blinding light appeared.

After a saber light appeared, it immediately scattered, turning into twenty-seven saber lights that swept in all directions.

Ba Dao could use nine saber lights when he was alive, but because of his realm, he could only use three saber lights after his death.

Zi Chen's nine saber lights were already so powerful, so Ba Dao's three saber lights were almost too powerful.

Ba Dao attacked, as did Heavy Hammer and Shan Lei. Since their tracks had been discovered, the three of them no longer had any scruples. They only needed to use their strongest power to kill their enemies.

The Hidden Mist walked among the group of battle spirits. Numerous sharp sabers arrived, instantly piercing through his body.

His expression didn't change much. Above his hands, a terrifying energy condensed. This energy turned into sharp sabers and directly cut down the stunned foreign battle spirits.

After killing the enemies, the Hidden Mist moved forward again. As for the sharp sabers that had pierced his body, they slowly disappeared.

Those battle spirits didn't even know when they were about to die whether they had pierced their bodies or not.

"Pu." "Pu." "Pu."

More attacks arrived, piercing through the Hidden Mist's body. However, there was no joy on the faces of the battle spirits, because this feeling didn't feel like they had pierced through a real body.

The Hidden Mist faintly smiled. Energy attacks appeared once again, cutting off the heads of several puzzled battle spirits.

Misty Shadow, as a Titled Warrior, everything about him was based on the word 'shadow'. He walked on the battlefield like a shadow. The group of Battle Spirits could not attack his body at all. He was like a ghost without a body.

Zi Chen selected seventeen people from the hundred-man team according to their usual combat strength. Adding the three guides who had decided to attack, they formed a twenty-man team.

These twenty people, if each of them killed fifty battle spirits, they would be able to annihilate this team.

As soon as they rushed into the battlefield, the twenty-man team displayed a terrifying destructive power. The foreign army lost several hundred people in an instant.

On the city wall, the battle spirit who had been muttering Cook's cultivation technique was the mayor of Kunming Town. When he reacted to the slaughter in front of him, the foreign army had lost nearly half of its members.

"Hurry and go support them. Hurry!"

He shouted, his voice spreading throughout the town.

"All of you, go! Hurry!"

His voice was filled with anxiety.

The other battle spirits also came to their senses and flew toward the battlefield.

Even though Zi Chen and the others had displayed a powerful destructive power, they were still fearless and rushed forward.

"Kill, kill those humans!"

As they moved forward, the mayor also ordered the others to attack the eighty humans who hadn't joined the battle yet.

These eighty humans were relatively weak, but this was only in comparison to Zi Chen and the Title Holders. Their true combat strength wasn't weak at all.

Moreover, there were many high-level lifeforms among them.

Just as the foreign battle spirits rushed forward, the high-level lifeforms also revealed their beast forms. They were one step ahead of the human cultivators and attacked the foreign battle spirits.

Compared to the human cultivators, they didn't have an advantage in terms of cultivation level, but they had the advantage in terms of offense and defense.

At this point, the hundred-man team had all joined the battle.

They had thought that the humans who hadn't joined the battle were weak, but they didn't expect the strength they displayed to be so terrifying. In a head-on confrontation, the foreign battle spirits suffered heavy losses.

In the beginning, the twenty humans with terrifying battle prowess had slaughtered more than eight hundred battle spirits when the chaotic battle broke out. The remaining battle spirits also retreated in fear and gathered with the other battle spirits.

"Mist Shadow, Dark Mantle, …" Zi Chen shouted, calling out the names of five people in a row.

The five looked at Zi Chen, nodded heavily, and then disappeared from the battlefield.

The five people retreated from the battlefield, but Zi Chen and the others were still fighting a bloody battle.

The battle was one-sided, and it was only a matter of time before the battle spirits were defeated. After losing more than two thousand battle spirits, the mayor shouted for retreat.

They weren't afraid of death, especially in a battle with humans. However, they wouldn't participate in such a suicidal battle.

"Retreat, retreat to the town first and wait for reinforcements to arrive," the mayor shouted and retreated with his people.

As they retreated, Zi Chen and the others were still chasing after them, but when they reached the town's outskirts, Zi Chen gestured for everyone to stop.

At this moment, there were no less than two thousand battle spirits in the town. Once trapped, even Zi Chen would die.

Moreover, continuously attacking with all his strength had consumed a lot of Zi Chen's mental strength. Of course, he had killed even more enemies.

Hum.

Amidst the tremors, balls of light appeared around the town and gathered in the sky, forming a huge dome of light that protected the entire town.

Seeing that the dome of light was fully erected, the battle spirits on the town's walls breathed a sigh of relief.