C8

Chapter VIII

What kind of invincibility was this?

"Who am I!?" Ye Wentian shouted.

However, he was also constantly paying attention to the person who was at the front of the army. After a few figures were annihilated, that person had actually charged to the front of the army. What kind of martial arts was that? How was he so fast?

Ye Wentian stopped, he suddenly lowered his body, and started swinging his left and right hands rapidly, "Ye Wen Heavenly Slash!" Two gigantic blades of air appeared from nowhere as Ye Wentian swiftly waved his hands, as he flew towards the first twenty thousand Hunters!

The air blade instantly pierced through the Wolf Soldiers, leaving not a single sound behind. The 20,000 people stopped in unison, staring at their own legs in disbelief.

"AHH!" No one knew who fell to the ground first, but soon after, more and more Huns fell to the ground and screamed out miserably, losing their weapons. They held on to their wounded legs and cried out.

Ye Wentian's figure disappeared once again as a ripple appeared behind the twenty thousand Wolf Infantry soldiers and the remaining fifty thousand soldiers were standing opposite of each other.

Although Ye Wentian believed that he could kill all his enemies, he would not do so. He had to give his death row a chance, not only did he want to let the judges know about him, he had to remember his brothers as well.

Today's battle would be the first big gift for the brothers, and it would also stain their bodies with blood. Although they did not have the ability to heavily injure their enemies, Ye Wentian believed that as long as enough time passed, their brothers would definitely become invincible iron armies!

At this moment, Ye Wentian stood with his hands behind his back, coldly staring at the enemy troops. He didn't turn his head back to look at his brothers, he only roared out loudly, "Order under the judge, don't leave a single wolf soldier alive!"

After he finished speaking, he stared straight ahead, making people feel that he was provoking them. However, no one doubted that a single person could be so dismissive of fifty thousand people.

Slaughter, there was only the simplest slaughter, the prisoners on death row brandished their blades, without shouting, only constantly, mechanically waving them down towards the wounded Huns who had lost their ability to resist, some of them were hacking and chopping, vomiting on the ground for a while, but then using their weapons even more firmly, they continued the slaughter with the weapons in their hands, the entire battlefield, except for the howls of the wounded Huns, no sound could be heard anymore. Although the howls resounded through the sky, but it would give off a feeling of tranquility, as if death brought about dead silence!

Luo Cang Long did not know how many times he had pulled his blade out of the Huns' chest, but he suddenly realised that killing people was actually very tiring, and his magnificent martial arts had become a burden, only by simply stabbing the enemy's vitals could he save more energy.

On average, each death row needed to kill close to twenty people. This was not an easy task at all, the blood was like a torrential rain that fell on every single one of them. At the same time, the blood seeped into every single one of them, and only they themselves knew that they had changed.

"Ah ~?" Am I seeing things? If that was the case, wasn't the battle a little too simple? What was that judge doing? Did he want to create a Bloodthirsty Master on the spot? "This is too crazy." Duan Tian Xing's face was filled with disbelief.

"That's right, he did it on purpose. He wanted to create a bloodthirsty and terrifying army. I believe after a few tries, although these death row prisoners have no actual combat experience, as long as they are given the chance to fight a real battle, no one can stop them." Duan Tianlei could feel Ye Wentian's thoughts and couldn't help but to reevaluate the judge who looked so young.

"Archers, shoot them! Shoot them all with your arrows! I want them to turn into hedgehogs and shoot for me!" Sweat … it really was quite brutal.

At the command, the five thousand Huns drew up their formation.

Rumble …

Arrows rained down on the death row! If nothing unexpected happened, after this rain of arrows, less than 30% of the people in the death row would survive.

However, as long as the judge was present, there would be an unforeseen event!

Ye Wentian looked at the rain of arrows, and finally moved.

A strange ripple appeared behind him. The so-called strange ripple was because it was very large and three meters tall!

Ye Wentian's silhouette disappeared from sight. Suddenly, an angry voice drifted over from the sky, "Heaven Seeking Fantasy!"

"Empty!" "Rumble …"

An even larger ripple appeared in the sky, as the sky above the death row's head started to distort ~ ~ In that instant, thousands of Ye Wentian appeared in the sky! Every one of Ye Wentian's was in the same position, with his hands spread open, as though he was giving a hug, like a rain of arrows shooting in all directions!

Although there were five thousand arrows flying in the sky, Ye Wentian was even more in the air!

Every single one of Ye Wentian's arrows seemed to have substance, as they lost all of their strength after being shot out. Not a single arrow was able to pierce through the sky filled with judges!

Silence! The entire battlefield had fallen silent. The condemned prisoners had already slaughtered all twenty thousand of the injured Wolf Guards on the ground; not a single one of them had been spared. Not a single one remained! They firmly carried out the orders given to them by the judges.

The officers and soldiers of the Iron-Blood Camp quietly watched the battlefield, their eyes flashing with passion. Everything on the battlefield was deeply engraved in their minds and would be forever erased. At the same time, they also remembered a name, "Judge"!

His head had stopped spinning. "Don't be an enemy!" These three words involuntarily appeared in the mind of the number one warrior of the Huns.

Fifty thousand soldiers were silent. They only felt fear and a premonition that they would not have a chance to return to the Huns, because the judge would not let them go. This feeling of being able to bring a strong army with one person had caused a proud army to despair.

Ye Wentian appeared at the spot where he disappeared once more. At that moment, the thousand people of the death row were standing behind him with a sharp and proud expression on their faces.

"RUMBLE ~ ~!" The clothes on Ye Wentian's body shattered into pieces that fluttered in the wind. However, the spectators could clearly see the judge's weak and frail body.

"Tell me, have you done it?" Ye Wentian slowly said.

Everyone held their blood-stained weapons across their chests, replying to the judge with their powerful auras.

"Before this battle comes to an end, I will leave 2,000 combat capable wolf soldiers for you. At that time, you will have to use your own abilities to strangle them all, not with your weapons, but with your own hands. Tell me, can you do it? "My brothers!" Ye Wentian shouted.

"Kill!" "Rumble …" The ground beneath the feet of the prisoners began to tremble.

"Good!" I don't want to lose any of you, so I beg you to do your best. " Ye Wentian slowly finished his sentence as he stared at the two armies on the left and right, all ready to make a move. He then raised his head and shouted, "The judge belongs to us!" Group Charge! Kill! " Ye Wentian disappeared once again, leaving behind an extremely captivating spatial ripple.

Sala Khan was trembling. He didn't even dare to look at the judge standing three meters away from him.

70,000 people! They were basically all instantly crippled by that person, and then killed by the people behind him. Many people could not stop the judge who looked like a god of death. They could only repeat the same words again and again. The feeling of being killed was not that of war but that of slaughter!

There were less than two thousand people left, and he could see only fear in their eyes. There was no fighting spirit left, and they still couldn't believe it. They just wanted to wake up if it was a nightmare.

Ye Wentian continued to stand there calmly, with his brothers behind him. No one spoke, only their heavy breathing could be heard, akin to that of a wild beast. They stared at the two thousand Huns across from them, as if they were staring at their prey.

"What's your name? The number one warrior of the Huns, Sara Khan, has issued a challenge to you! " Although Sara Khan was afraid, as a warrior, he was undoubtedly the most qualified. At this moment, he would not cower, nor could he cower!

"You are not qualified! "Roar ~ ~ ~" Luo Canglong raised his blade and slashed towards Sara.

"Hmph, with just you?!" With a wave of the staff in one hand, Luo Canglong's blade was pushed away. As Luo Canglong turned around, he pulled out another blade from his waist and swept it across Sara's waist.

Sara Khan let out a muffled grunt as he took a step forward. With a single punch, he sent a later punch straight at Luo Cang Long's chest, Luo Cang Long's eyes revealed a severe expression as he took a big step forward, not dodging or taking a heavy punch from Sara.

"RUMBLE ~ ~!"

As Luo Canglong's body was sent flying, Ye Wentian hurriedly caught him and released all of the energy within his body. A powerful Qi vortex appeared behind them, blowing away their clothes. "Wa ~ ~ ~"

"No wonder you can be so powerful, your subordinates can be so fearless, and we won't complain if we lose." After saying that, Sara Khan lowered her head and died on the spot. There were two sabers stabbed into his heart and neck, it was Luo Canglong's blade!

"He's not my subordinate, he's my big brother." Ye Wentian carried the dragon and walked towards the back, "Brother Four Seas, lead your brothers and kill all the remaining Hunters. Kill them!" After he finished speaking, space twisted once more before he disappeared with Luo Canglong.

"Kill!" "Rumble …"

As Duan Tianlei and Duan TianXing looked at the battlefield, they felt their eyes go sore. What kind of scene is that!? The thousand men were like wild beasts as they threw their weapons on the ground and rushed towards the two thousand men who had been scared out of their wits.

The group with more people had the first reaction of losing their weapons, but the only difference was that they had turned around and fled. Thus, the scene of a thousand people chasing after two thousand people across the plains was also revealed.

Finally, the three thousand men entered the forest where the Huns had set up their ambush.

Despair and howls rose and fell one after another without end. Thousands of birds were startled in the forest, because they felt that something terrible was happening in the originally peaceful forest.