Monarch of Evernight: 160 Road to the Peak
bsp;Looking at the entire audience, perhaps only Song Zining understood why.
Song Zining was limping now, slowly but surely climbing the holy mountain.
Suddenly there were shouts of killing on the battlefield, and a group of mercenaries appeared at the foot of the Holy Mountain. They shouted and started charging towards the top of the mountain, no one afraid of death. They didn't know what was on the top of the mountain. They only knew that the battle flag pointed to the top of the holy mountain, so they rushed to the top of the mountain with the bloodiness and violence unique to mercenaries from a neutral place.
More and more mercenaries appeared at the foot of the mountain and began to climb to the top. The city guards who were supposed to appear were nowhere to be seen.
A young mercenary rushed to the foot of the holy mountain, stopped for a moment to take a breath, and looked towards the top of the mountain. There was still a bit of childishness on his face, maybe only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he looked tall in stature. The young man's face was covered with blood, but he didn't notice it. He just stared at the top of the holy mountain because that was the end point of the charge.
A strong force suddenly came from behind him, knocking him hard and falling to the ground. The young mercenary turned around and saw an old face full of stubble. The older mercenary pointed to the ground not far away and said: "Boy, if you want to survive, be smart! You won't have such good luck next time."
Where the older mercenary pointed his finger, there was a small round hole. The wall of the hole was shiny, and it looked like it was caused by the sword energy. This flying sword light came from nowhere. If he hadn't been kicked down, the young mercenary would have turned into a corpse at this moment.
After saying this, the older mercenary continued to rush towards the top of the holy mountain. The young man quickly got up and prepared to continue charging. He suddenly felt a sting in the palm of his hand. He looked at it and saw a silver emblem tattooed on the palm of his hand. It looked like a rune. He didn't know what material it was made of.
At this moment, the war horn sounded again. The young mercenary quickly pulled out the rune, threw it on the ground, and continued to rush towards the top of the mountain.
As soon as the rune fell into the soil, it shone slightly, but a military boot fell from the sky and stepped it into the soil again. The mercenary had no idea what he had stepped on and continued to charge with red eyes.
Song Zining climbed halfway up with difficulty. When he looked up, he happened to see a water-blue sword light crossing the sky and slashing towards Luo Bingfeng. Luo Bingfeng just flicked the sword light away with a flick, and then fired three sword lights in succession to counterattack. Li Kuanglan's movement was like lightning, he retreated like a god, avoiding the two sword rays. The third sword beam was unusually deviated. Even if Li Kuanglan didn't dodge, he wouldn't be able to hit it.
At the other end of the holy mountain, Qianye struggled to stand up again. The originally sunken chest was almost back to normal. Qianye put his hands on his chest, reconnected the broken ribs one by one, and then exhaled. After doing this, he was still in pain and sweating slightly on his forehead. If it weren't for the super protection of the inner armor, Luo Bingfeng's kick might have exploded Qianye's blood core.
Luo Bingfeng did not expect that Qianye's defense would be so strong. If he had known this, he would have used all his strength in that kick. But later there was no time to make up for the blows.
After aligning the ribs, Qianye immediately felt that the bones were growing rapidly, twisting together and reconnecting very quickly. But the growth rate of bones, flesh and blood immediately slowed down, and the effectiveness of the recovery potion also came to an end.
Qianye took out the twin flowers and flew into the sky again. Against a generation of strong men like Luo Bingfeng, Dongyue was no longer of much use. Only the original spear could give him enough shock.
At this moment, Luo Bingfeng's long hair was disheveled, and he looked almost crazy. He was no longer as graceful as he was when the war first started.
Qianye only took one glance and realized that something was wrong with Luo Bingfeng's state. In just a short period of time, he had already revealed a flaw, and the timing of his two attacks was not optimal. Just a moment ago, Luo Bingfeng was still like a **** of war, his movements were natural and there was no opportunity to take advantage of him. So much so that Qianye had to sacrifice his life to hug one of his thighs to have a chance to shoot the original spear.
At this moment, Luo Bingfeng was fighting against the powerful men and mercenary armies of the empire alone. Although he was still unparalleled in tyranny, and the power of every blow was like a ghost, he had transformed from a **** into a human again.
This feeling is extremely subtle. In the eyes of others, Luo Bingfeng is still the **** of death who will be forgotten by those who stand in his way, but Qianye sees the difference.
Qianye didn't understand where this change came from, but he only knew it was a good thing. His pupils turned blue, and he turned his True Sight pupils to focus on Luo Bingfeng, waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
At this moment, Luo Bingfeng was like a giant beast surrounded by a pack of wolves. No matter where he went, he was surrounded by groups of strong men.
Another ray of aqua-blue sword light passed by, and Luo Bingfeng was hit by the sword on his shoulder, causing a line of blood to flow out.
The morale of the powerful men in the empire was immediately boosted. In their opinion, this was Luo Bingfeng's first real injury. Although this was just a scratch on the flesh, Qianye's original spear was what really dealt Luo Bingfeng a heavy blow. But the original spear is too mysterious. How can these ordinary strong men see how powerful it is?
At this moment, all the powerful men saw that Luo Bingfeng was weak and rushed to attack him. However, they did not expect that this injury would really arouse Luo Bingfeng's anger. He let out a long roar, and his figure flickered like a ghost for an instant, and every flicker would bring a **** light. Almost instantly, six powerful men from the empire were stained with blood in the sky and fell to the earth.
The rest of the people were shocked, ignoring Ji Tianqing's threat, and immediately dispersed, fearing that Luo Bingfeng would find them. Only Elder Li, the old man from the imperial family, and more than a dozen people did not escape and continued to fight to the death, protecting Li Kuanglan and Ji Tianqing from retreating.
Luo Bingfeng did not pursue Li Kuanglan, who had injured him, but suddenly fell to the ground, waving his hand and releasing a piece of jade-colored sword light, which floated like raindrops towards the mercenary warriors climbing on the holy mountain.
Although the raindrops are thin, they are extremely deadly to these mercenaries with average strength. As long as they are stuck by the rain of sword energy, no matter where they are, the mercenaries will lose their vitality and gradually become sluggish. They will fall to the ground after running a few steps and never move again.
A wave of rain passed by, and almost all the hundreds of mercenaries who rushed forward were wiped out. Only a few people standing farthest survived.
The attacking mercenaries were suddenly suffocated. Many of them looked up to the sky, the fire in their eyes fading away and replaced by fear. But they did not wait for the support of the powerful empire, but another wave of rain came. In the blink of an eye, hundreds more mercenaries fell on the mountainside of the Holy Mountain.
There are different battlefields between ordinary warriors and strong men. Needless to say, Luo Bingfeng, a strong man in this world, even the most ordinary divine generals, and even those close to the realm of divine generals, generally disdain to take action against ordinary warriors. The opponent of the strong can only be the strong.
The same was true for Luo Bingfeng before. Not to mention the ordinary mercenaries who attacked the city, even the average strong ones disdained them. Only Qianye, Song Zining, Elder Li, the old man from the imperial family and others can enter his Dharma eyes.
Thus, although the powerful men in the sky were fighting to the death, the mercenaries still focused on charging. After all, the battle in the sky was too far away from them. But no one expected that a sudden disaster would come from the sky, and Luo Bingfeng would actually take action against them regardless of their status. With Luo Bingfeng's divine power, it wouldn't take much effort to kill all ten thousand mercenaries. If he attacks like this, the battle will be unwinnable.
The mercenaries don’t understand, where are the strong men of the empire at this time?
After striking twice in a row, Luo Bingfeng shouted: "Get off the holy mountain. Anyone who dares to take one step forward will be killed without mercy!"