Destined Martial Lord

BOOM!

The moment this cultivator's voice fell, a meteorite had already fallen from the sky to the ground, smashing into the crowd, blasting a huge crater in the ground. Several cultivators were blown up on the spot, and more than a dozen cultivators were affected, receiving varying degrees of injuries.

BOOM! BOOM! "Boom!"

Dozens of attacks rained down at the same time. More than half of the allied army under the Duke of Qin's command had lost their fighting strength, and more than ten people had died. More than twenty were heavily injured, and almost everyone was lightly injured to varying degrees.

"It's the enemy army, don't keep fighting, quickly retreat!"

A golden armored youth split open a meteorite with his spear and roared at everyone.

The Duke of Qin's allied army immediately scattered in all directions. They had no intention of attacking.

"Cover them and kill them all!"

Ye Fan didn't think that the opponent would retreat so quickly. If he didn't pursue them, then all the effort he had put in would have been in vain. The opponent had only lost a few dozen people, and once the injured had recovered, they would still have considerable battle prowess.

Ye Fan's goal was to cripple them and make them lose the right to be the overlord of this world!

"Kill!"

"Children of the Golden Armor Sect, don't go! Let's have a fight!"

"Take revenge for Senior-apprentice Brother Huo!"

The alliance troops under King Qing's command immediately pursued them. They naturally understood the meaning of beating a drowning dog to death. Very soon, most of the heavily injured soldiers were abandoned, and more than ten of them were decapitated in an instant!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The golden-armored youth from the Golden Armor Sect suddenly rushed forward with a golden spear in his hand. The golden spear was like a dragon that was constantly flying out of the sea, constantly striking out with the power that could split mountains.

One by one, the cultivators were sent flying by the long spear in his hand. Blood blossomed in the air, and soon, a vacuum was created around him. No one dared to rashly approach him.

"Hurry and retreat!"

The golden-armored youth gave a loud shout and then slowly drew back with his spear, quickly disappearing into the vast forest.

"Who is this person?"

Ye Fan asked Mo Li, who was standing next to him.

"That's Jin Wu, the leader of the Golden Armor Sect. He's the strongest disciple of his generation, and his strength is even above mine."

Mo Buli said in a deep voice.

"Jin Wudi, what an arrogant name. However, I like to deal with geniuses who dare to claim to be invincible. The next time we meet, I must make them stay! "

Ye Fan revealed a faint smile as he spoke.

"If you really want to compete with him, it's not too late to chase after him now. It'll just be the right time to solve a big problem and let me see your true strength."

Mo Yu said with a smile.

"Now is not the time. As the saying goes, do not chase after a desperate enemy. What we need to do now is to do our best to exhaust the strength of all sides so that we can gradually gain an advantage. "

In this battlefield, where the four great powers coexist, fighting to the death from the start truly wasn't a wise move. Right now, everyone's thoughts were about the same, and they were afraid that someone else would take advantage of this situation, which was why the Duke of Qin had been able to retreat so quickly.

"Alright, just chase them and pretend they are chasing. Right now, this place is no longer safe, we have to move as soon as possible."

Ye Fan rushed to the center of the battlefield and began collecting corpses to sweep through the battlefield. He really wanted to use his Astral Battle Soul to loot everything. However, now was clearly not the right time.

Everyone slowly returned. After giving the injured a simple dressing, Ye Fan brought them to the transfer point.

Right now, all of the cultivators including the disciples of the Blue Orchid Sect had no more objections to Ye Fan's decision. After all, the fate of the people from the Fire Sect was right in front of them. By using the plan that Ye Fan had set up, they had used only one person to die, three people to be seriously injured, and more than ten people to easily wipe out more than thirty people from the Duke of Qin's side. It could be said to be a complete victory.

Travelling at a speed of over fifteen kilometers, Ye Fan led everyone to a hidden valley where they temporarily camped. After all, the injured needed to recover, and they needed to replenish their strength.

The duration of this war was completely determined by the time each side would fight. In other words, once they were in a state of anxiety, it was possible to fight for several months.

Over the next ten days, everyone became extremely cautious. A few small conflicts broke out throughout the battlefield, but they were all simple battles and could be said to just be fighting before they left. There were no large-scale battles at all.

After ten or so days, Ye Fan had once again risen by a small realm. The stored corpses had already been completely refined by him, and the battle spirit had also undergone a round of updates. Now, all five small battle spirits had become eighth-grade battle spirits, and his strength had once again increased.

This peace was broken by a great battle. The men under King Xiang and the Qi King fought each other on the banks of the Redwater River. The battle was extremely fierce, and in the end, King Xiang's men were defeated and retreated.

This battle could be said to be like opening Pandora's magic box. The weakest party instantly became the common goal of the remaining three parties. All three parties wanted to swallow up the party and chase after them.

During the chase, he smelled a trace of conspiracy.