Chapter 210 - 198: Dawn
Every fallen Snow Clan warrior became the cornerstone of Lu Hong’s unyielding stand. Bejili stumbled back several steps and fell to the ground. His level was just one above Shao Er’s, but in the face of Lu Hong’s robust vitality, he was utterly crushed.
The howl born of killing intent, the agony of a sundered soul, plunged Lu Hong into a trance, instinctively slashing at the attacking enemies, no longer conscious enough to unleash any skills. Otherwise, how could Bejili’s army have fought valiantly for four hours and not yet been wiped out?
"What the hell are you?!" Bejili roared, having tested every combination of joint skills to no avail, unable to bring him down.
As long as the Blood Curtain didn’t dissipate, Bejili would never be able to take this position.
"If only I knew Seven Extremes Slash, I’d smash your body to smithereens!" Bejili spat and took his bow off his back, aiming at Lu Hong’s brow to attempt another shot.
Sensing danger from afar, Lu Hong grabbed a Snow Clan soldier to shield himself and dodged the lethal strike.
"Damn!" Bejili ordered his soldiers back, loosing three arrows straight at Lu Hong.
Clang, clang, clang—three light sounds followed, and the arrows broke upon impact.
"The kid’s weapon is top-notch too." Bejili was troubled. He finally understood why the troops from Shao Er’s three units hadn’t taken down the opponent; the Seven Extremes Slash they sensed approaching must have been the Coldfront Squadron’s last stand before death.
The intervention from Di Ti had already caused the unconscious Coldfront Squadron warriors to suffer backlash, their spirits shattered.