Utter the words, Wu Xian stepped out of a huge pit beneath his feet, like a cannonball flying out, blazing with thunder and lightning arcs all around him. On the ground, he carved a deep and scorching gully, then with a thud of the pounding gunpowder smoke, he killed into the ranks of Beining Iron Horse Troop.
In an instant, the electric arcs flashed, and the air buzzed with continuous humming. One after another, the figures in armor, along with their horses, seemed to be made of paper, torn apart and crushed by unimaginable terrifying violence. They exploded in place, turning into clusters of blood mist.
In the blink of an eye, six thousand heavy cavalry lost more than a thousand people. The remaining more than four thousand heavy cavalry had not yet realized what was happening when their vision was blocked by the blood-red sky. Their originally unstoppable momentum was greatly hindered.
Fortunately, the Beiling Iron Cavalry had undergone rigorous training and were not as prone to panic and confusion as ordinary troops. After a moment of initial shock, they quickly steadied their formation, began to disperse into an encircling array, and had a thousand heavy cavalrymen raise pure steel shields in front to resist the incoming attack.
Wu Xian, seeing the situation, laughed loudly and closed his fingers into a fist, striking forward with all his might.
In an instant, the three elements of cosmic essence, energy, and spirit converged into a unified whole.
The fist energy was boiling, as if the brilliant solar orb had fallen to the ground. It rolled over the army, its approach making even breathing feel like a strong burning sensation. It was enough to make people feel fear and lose their composure.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Finally, the golden light landed on the ground, expanding and spreading at an impossible speed to the naked eye. Under its invasion, within a radius of a hundred zhang, both the heavy cavalry holding pure steel shields and the surrounding horses running wild were instantly eradicated by the fierce heat wave.
Moreover, the terrifying control of force was precise to an extreme extent, without causing any energy to dissipate. The surrounding space remained calm, with no distortion of the void ripples, not even significant damage to the ground beneath their feet.
Seeing this scene, the dozens of first-rate experts who came with the Beiling army couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.
A single punch breaks armor of 4,800!
Moreover, looking at the range covered by the punch, this destructive power seems to be far from reaching its limit.
As previously mentioned, in the Snowy World, the strength of martial artists is usually measured by the number of standard military armor they can destroy.
For the top eight martial artists, we will not mention them. After reaching the first rank, most people can become a hundred men or even hundreds of men.
While it looks formidable, once a formal army numbers more than a thousand, even the most elite martial artist like a first-ranked warrior could face the risk of being overwhelmed by sheer numbers.
Take Li Chunyang as an example. This former number one in the martial arts world, in his strongest performance in the original work, was able to pierce through armor of 2,600 people, which was already close to the peak of destruction in human terms.
However, due to his old age and decline in physical fitness, breaking through armor of 2,000 people is his limit. If there are any more army charges, Li Chunyang will only have to wait for death.
In comparison, Wang Xianzhi, who is around the same age, was able to move freely among the 60,000 royal guards of Dongyue, entering and exiting three times without any hindrance. He also destroyed the entire Dongyue Sword Pool while doing so. The combat power he displayed was far beyond Li Chunyang's by more than one level.
But even so, the number of soldiers that Wang Xianzhi could kill with a full-force strike would not exceed 4,000, and this is already the pinnacle that human martial artists can reach. Even a first-generation Confucian sage in the Great Immortality realm might not be much stronger than him.
As for Wu Xian...
"This person, is no longer a mere human!"
Li Chunyang said solemnly, and his previous concerns about teaming up with others to attack a junior were instantly blown away.
The reason is very simple. He is not worthy of single-handedly fighting against this person.
If he were to actually foolishly charge with his sword, he might truly be unable to withstand even two blows as the opponent had said.
Xu Xiaofu was expressionless on the outside, but within his heart, there was a tumultuous storm brewing.
He had heard numerous times of Wu Xian's terrifying and ferocious reputation before. When he led the Beiling army to attack, he had made many preparations and arrangements, believing that there was no way he could lose. However, after seeing it with his own eyes, he realized that he had underestimated the other party.
However, once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back. From the moment Wu Xian killed Zhao Li and pinned the blame on him, Xue Xiao, they were destined to fight to the death. If they do not completely erase him today, even if they manage to survive by chance, the rest of their lives may be spent in fear and regret.
Thinking of this, Xu Xiao clamped his teeth tightly, raised his hand, and commanded with a heavy blow, "Kill!!"
Since 6,000 cannot defeat him, then let 60,000! If it still can't work, then 300,000!!
He was determined to use human lives to stack death upon this demon in human skin, even if the Beiling Iron Horse Troop is all consumed by fire, it is unavoidable!
"Kill!!!！"
The screams of battle echoed across the sky, and the army quickly gathered and formed formations. The Snow Dragon Cavalry, with its strongest warriors at the forefront, marched towards Wu Xian in a grand manner, moving like a thunderbolt.
These Iron Horses are the true elite of Beiling, having fought in battle for over ten years. Each member possesses at least a sixth-grade realm and has been trained by Xu Xiao to be indomitable and fearless.
Otherwise, in the original work, they wouldn't have held the national gates against the vast Northland army of a million men, not retreating an inch.
Such an army and soldiers, whether as friendly or enemy, are worth respecting.
Wu Xian is no exception. Therefore, he does not intend to spare a single move, but also gives full effort to fight back and sends them their fellow soldiers to the Yellow Springs.
Raising his right hand to his head again, his fingers were encircled by jumping electric arcs.
Instantly, the vast sky above gathered dark clouds, and hundreds of blue-white lightning bolts as thick as water drums crashed down, landing like sudden rain, covering all living targets within a radius of a thousand feet.
Five Thunder Righteous Law——Super-Level Upgrade Pulsar Version 2.0!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ground shook endlessly, and the earth-shattering explosions became one after another. After that, impact craters appeared quickly, and smoke rose up, dust filling the air. It was like an eight-level super earthquake had occurred, causing the soil to vibrate up and down in the affected area.
After a while, the dim light faded away, and intermittently there were flashes of electricity between the debris and smoke. The original ten thousand Iron Horses had all disappeared, as if they had never existed.
At the same time, the remaining less than 200,000 Beiling Iron Horses all stopped their charge forward, and the original sounds of battle had abruptly ceased, leaving an eerie silence around them that was almost frightening.
No way, it's too terrifying!
What was supposed to be a real fight, how could you use lightning to strike, it's totally against martial ethics!
After all, being fearless and unafraid of death also depends on the situation. These Beiling Iron Horses are still just mortals. Facing a larger army and such a powerful martial artist is still within an acceptable range, but something like this thunder bombing is really beyond reason. It has frightened many soldiers who believe in the existence of ghosts and gods to tremble in their legs, ready to fall off their horses.
Almost in an instant, the originally solidified army morale collapsed, and the Beiling Iron Horses no longer had the momentum to charge forward.
Xu Xiao's face turned ghostly white instantly, as if he had just died.
Boom! Boom!————
At this moment, a vast thunderclap echoed from above, and the sky clouded over, forming a large gray vortex in the sky, looking down at humanity like an eye, as if it could rain down thunder at any moment.
But the next second, a figure leaped out from the crowd. It was Li Chunyang, the Sword God, who intervened. He sighed deeply and then lifted his hand, shouting loudly:
"Sword, come forth —— !!"
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Hope to recover soon, typing on the bed is too tiring, want to sleep.
I have already bought a ergonomic chair! Once it's ready, such accidents should be reduced, sorry to everyone!
