Haman's eyes widened. He had just experienced the lieutenant's skills.
That terrifying power, the skilled and ruthless combat techniques, were absolutely not something Haman could counter.
But now, with just one move, this formidable enemy lay dead before his eyes.
Haman's eyes widened as he looked at that robust figure.
He saw that the figure had already rolled into the midst of the enemies, performed a complete Thomas roll, and all enemies close to him were swept off their feet by a sweeping kick, falling to the ground.
Before they even fully hit the ground, the figure unleashed a series of chain kicks.
All the enemies were like straw, flying outward from his kicks, clearing the battlefield around him that had been crowded and packed.
Among them, two Demi-God mercenaries crashed squarely in front of Haman.
One had a shattered ribcage, and the other's brain matter had burst out. Clearly, neither survived.
Haman felt his heart pounding wildly.
If he hadn't witnessed it personally, he would never have believed there existed such powerful individuals in the world.
This was simply god-like power!
"Kill!"
Just then, three or four burly figures, agile like Leopards, leaped into the fray from another side.
They were like a hurricane wrapped in blazing fire, and wherever they went, the elite and powerful Demi-God squad was swept away like clay chickens and pottery dogs before a tidal wave.
Everyone was screaming miserably, with flesh and blood flying, and bodies and limbs thrown everywhere.
Haman was so shocked he couldn't speak.
Such powerful warriors were not just a single Twelve Town-Nation Knight, but a group of them.
Their strength and killing techniques had reached a level beyond Haman's comprehension.
They were like a pack of hungry wolves charging into a sheep pen, slaughtering at will, leaving a trail of corpses and rivers of blood wherever they went.
The power they wielded was like that of an ancient Baolong, and their fierce killing techniques were like a pinnacle artwork of violent aesthetics.
Seeing one powerful enemy after another fall before him, screaming miserably.
Haman could finally understand why Queen Helen had erected statues of this group in front of the flower-filled Imperial Palace Square.
This was not only the highest respect to the Twelve Town-Nation Knights but also a deterrent and oppression to opposing forces.
As long as this group exists, no one would dare to make a move against Queen Helen.
No one dared to harm the Greenfield Commonwealth either domestically or abroad.
Not far away, Major Yoda, with a square face, watched as the Changfeng Squad slaughtered his soldiers like chopping vegetables, and couldn't help but stare in rage.
This fifty-man squad consisted entirely of disciples and followers of the Demi-God Squad.
Some were even painstakingly nurtured inheritors of Demi-God Practitioners, yet in a moment, they were completely slaughtered by the Changfeng Squad.
Yoda let out a long howl and charged ahead towards the leader, Yang Fei, like a thunderous roar.
"Kill them all."
Yang Fei, holding the Triangular Military Spike, slew three men, and only then did he notice the spike had bent and deformed. The human bones, so hard, twisted the alloy spike.
At this moment, Yoda, like a Flying General, slammed a palm towards Yang Fei.
His palm-wind Gang Qi formed a vortex, stirring the airflow into an incomparably violent Gang Qi energy.
Along with Yoda, two Danjin experts also lunged at Yang Fei.
They identified Yang Fei as the primary enemy and coordinated to take him down in one swift strike.
Yang Fei chuckled, released the Gang Qi from within his body.
A vortex-shaped long spear formed out of nowhere in his hands, a dozen feet long, shining entirely with golden light.
Gang Transformation!
This divine skill is achieved when Gang Qi has reached its purest peak, its power not only doubled compared to a regular Gang Qi Burst.
Yoda exclaimed in shock, but his Gang Qi Burst didn't hesitate as it charged toward Yang Fei.
Whoosh!
Yang Fei's spear danced like a swimming dragon, its point pierced the exploding Gang Qi Burst that had swelled to the size of a water tank, which erupted explosively, with shockwaves raging wildly.
Yet Yang Fei's spear remained unaffected, its point as lethal as a viper, aimed at Yoda's heart.
Yoda knew the might of the Gang Qi Myriad Forms.
This spear of Yang Fei's held explosive Gang Qi power. If struck, it would be more terrifying than getting hit by a heavy sniper.
He retreated quickly, as meanwhile, the two Core Formation experts closed in on Yang Fei from both sides.
Yang Fei wielded the Tiger Head Golden Spear as a large staff, sweeping horizontally on both sides.
The two Core Formation experts grunted, flying to each side like kites with broken strings.
Yang Fei's figure flickered, the spear tip slicing through the air with a hissing sound, once again aimed like a viper at Yoda's heart.
Despite the distance, Yoda was already pierced by the killing intent at the tip of Yang Fei's spear, his heart wrenching with pain.
He continued to retreat, with an overwhelming feeling of impending doom looming over him.
Yang Fei used the Yu Step, pursuing relentlessly, the Gang Qi forged spear consistently locked onto Yoda's heart like a menacing viper.
Their movements were swift as lightning, one advancing, the other retreating.
Meanwhile, other Demi-God Squad masters realized something was wrong and rushed toward Yang Fei.
Suddenly, Yang Fei let out a long roar, the Tiger Head Golden Spear shot out of his hands, turning into a streak of golden light, charging straight at Yoda.
He spun around, executing the Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand, striking at the nearest two Danjin experts.
Bam!
With a bizarre sound, Yoda's eyes widened, watching as the Tiger Head Golden Spear pierced through his heart.
The spear was like a living creature, quivering, with excruciating pain radiating from his heart.
Blood gushed from Yoda's mouth.
At the same time, he felt a violently explosive force rampaging within him, his body like an overly inflated balloon.
Boom!
With a loud bang, Yoda's body exploded into pieces, blood and flesh flying.
Simultaneously, a Core Formation expert took a direct hit from Yang Fei's Great Stone Tablet Breaking Hand, sent flying by the violent force.
His internal organs were shattered, blood gushing from his mouth, clearly beyond saving.
In an instant, Yang Fei slew two individuals, including a Master of Gangjin, letting out a triumphant long howl into the sky.
Roar!
Yang Fei's Tiger Roar exploded like strings of air bombs in the sky, majestic and arrogant.
The Core Formation expert before Yang Fei, scared to death, his will and spirit shattered.
He squatted suddenly, hugging his head.
"Don't kill me, I surrender!"
Even a god, when faced with annihilation, would beg for mercy.
With that scream, everyone fell silent.
The resisting Demi-God Warriors and the remaining dozen soldiers also instantly lost their will to fight, kneeling, raising their hands high.
The Mad Blade had just delivered a palm to the forehead of a Demi-God Warrior, but seeing him suddenly kneel, spat and cursed.
"Coward, not satisfying."
In an instant, the two remaining Demi-God Warriors and a dozen soldiers all knelt down, surrendering to the Changfeng Squad.
The ground was littered with haphazard corpses, with some gravely injured and still groaning.
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