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Chapter 518 - 131: A Hundred Varieties of Martial Arts, This is the Missile Flying Sword! (9k Mega - )_2

Chapter 518: Chapter 131: A Hundred Varieties of Martial Arts, This is the Missile Flying Sword! (9k Mega Chapter)_2

But on the other front, the Netherworld Ghost Gods also suddenly began to roar wildly, bearing numerous scars from the previous combat. Some had their bodies riddled with holes from spears and lances, others had their chests and abdomens slashed open, spilling guts and intestines all over the ground.

These wounds actually make no more difference to the Ghost Gods than a cut on the arm does to a human. However, now, around those wounds, dark mist was swirling, spreading gradually along the injuries.

Their bodies began to grow larger and their forms became more ferocious, with black Nether Blood oozing from the wounds and solidifying into armor on their outer bodies, emitting a strong stench of decay. This armor was extremely sturdy, difficult to pierce even for the Cang Armor Guard reinforced with Gold Fiend’s attacks. Their strength was also surprisingly great, with a full-on charge scattering the front ranks of the Martial Army.

Faced with this, Hang Mofeng finally showcased his trump skill—ordinary generals of the Martial Army can only control one Martial Guard, and if the numbers increase, they won’t be able to endure it. Moreover, a single Martial Guard can only maintain one type of battle formation, multiple formations would conflict and contradict each other, not to mention coordinate.

But Hang Mofeng’s Fate Pattern ’Day General and Moon Accomplishment’ allowed him to continuously increase his tolerance for Weapon Fiend as long as he kept leading troops, which enabled him to manipulate more of the Martial Army. His personal achievement in martial formations allowed him to control two at the same time, achieving with one man what others could only with full cooperation.

Pale and golden yellow Fiendish Qi spread, thereafter covering and reinforcing all of the Martial Army’s bodies. Instantly, within the enveloped range of the Da Chen Martial Army’s battle formation, gravity began to surge rapidly. Countless volleys of arrows failed to reach their targets, plummeting to the ground swiftly.

The Da Chen Martial Army, with their bodies strengthened by Gold Fiend, could withstand this and even counterattack, but not the Ghost Gods and the Iron Cavalry—their offensive momentum was contained.

However, this caused the Da Chen side to also struggle with movement, losing their mobility—this was the formation Hang Mofeng used when defending in unfavorable situations. During the Hanhai Demon Disaster, he survived multiple times from waves of demons, awaiting reinforcements with this technique, employing dual martial formations.

Although the assault was blocked, Hang Mofeng’s heart was extremely heavy—the enemy’s trump cards kept coming, and he could only rely on solid basic skills to counter. And most crucially...

In Han South, he believed he had allies, but in Northern Border, could he really await allies?

"Iron Li people!"

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly: "You collude with the Heavenly Demons, going against the True Martial Alliance vows, and shall be condemned by all!"

"Can’t even tell the difference between Netherworld Ghost Gods and Heavenly Demons anymore!"

Han Hao couldn’t help but reply—he gritted his teeth, knowing full well that if they didn’t annihilate Hang Mofeng and the others completely, the best outcome for himself would be getting cut off by the Iron Li royal faction!

"All forces, attack!" he ordered. "Leave no one alive!"

On the battlefield, Among the Clouds, Tengshuang White surveyed the battlefield, then swiftly returned.

"Big brother, the situation doesn’t look good!"

When Cang Linzu returned with a detailed report of the situation, An Jing, who had already roughly learned the current frontline state through the Water Mirror, frowned deeply.

The enemy’s strategy was clear—using multiple lines of engagement to prevent their own forces from consolidating.

Linjiang City must be defended, as this is the Earth Pulse Hub beyond Broken Blade Mountain. Primordial Spirit Cave must be safeguarded because it is the Central point of Broken Blade Mountain. The Martial Army battlefield cannot be lost, for it is where the main force lies.

A multi-pronged assault, the An Jing side cannot afford to lose a single line, yet the enemy needs only win one line to claim victory. This is where An Jing and the rest are at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, on their side, they have won for now, with the Frost Riders withdrawing. As long as An Jing could find a way to block the possible sneak attacks by the Ice Dragon, his own combat capabilities could be unleashed.

With this thought, An Jing grabbed Zheng Mo, pulling him towards the Earth Pulse Hub.

"Eh? Me? Managing the Hub and dealing with the Divine Repository Ice Dragon?"

Zheng Mo was stunned, feeling it was somewhat like the situation at Kanming City—although at that time, he faced the Frost Calamity: "But, can I really do it..."

"Virtuous King trusts you, and so do I naturally!"

An Jing didn’t hesitate; in his view, although Zheng Mo was indeed muddled and lazy initially, making small mistakes continuously at Kanming City, he didn’t commit any critical errors overall and showed considerable care and adherence to principles.

Especially since Virtuous King values him, seeing him as a close confidant sent to liaise with himself, there must be bright spots in him that he hadn’t yet noticed: "Don’t worry, the Ice Dragon might not take action, but the Great Formation always needs someone at the helm, it won’t be for too long, just hold out until the Kanming Bell arrives!"

"If we win this battle, you will definitely be credited with a great achievement, and the Virtuous King will surely be overjoyed!"

"I understand!"

Zheng Mo swallowed nervously, although somewhat lacking in self-confidence, An Jing’s affirmation made him resolute. An Jing patted his shoulder: "Leave the rest to Xu Tai and Bai Qinghan. Get familiar with this Civil and Military Formation Plate—it’s no different from a Divine Weapon, you’ll be fine."

Zheng Mo went to examine the Civil and Military Formation Plate and the Earth Vein Great Formation, and after sorting out the home defense, An Jing began pondering where he should offer help.

Should he head to the front battlefield where the Martial Army is, or to the Primordial Spirit Cave? An Jing had a premonition that whichever he chose would determine the future course.

According to the information provided by Cang Linzu, Currently, Weng Cuiyu was facing three True Demon Sect Martial Meridian Heavenly Demons, and the Da Chen Martial Army was also being attacked from both sides, currently in a defensive stance.

"Help out Weng Cuiyu first, aid the strong not the weak."