Now, they can completely bypass Fang Yu and invade directly into the Dayang Gate realm!
As for the rest, even if Fang Yu wakes up, there are still eleven clan legions waiting for him!
No matter how powerful Fang Yu is, he can only have the power of one person, and he has no skills at all!
He was unable to stop the Eleventh Legion from rushing into the Dayang Gate area behind.
"Fang Yu, you are still too conceited. Just one person is like blocking a thousand troops..." The Killing King said and flew forward.
He wanted to fly past Fang Yu and truly enter the realm of Dayang Gate.
In this way, their shadow clan army is still the first clan to enter the human realm!
Glory still belongs to them!
The King of Death is very fast and will pass by Fang Yu.
But at this moment, a gust of cool wind hit him from behind.
At the same time, it carries an extremely strong pressure.
The King of Death was startled and subconsciously released spiritual energy to block it.
But the next second, he only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
ification!
Fang Yu held the demon stick in his hand and smashed it down with the stick.
The power of this stick not only instantly broke through the aura shield used by King Sesshoma to protect his body, but also smashed King Sesshoma's entire head...to pieces.
"boom!"
This muffled sound symbolizes the sudden death of the King of Slayers.
Behind him, King Dongzhao and King Chongyuan, as well as the many soldiers who were preparing to follow the adults and rush into the Dayang Gate area... witnessed this scene with their own eyes.
In the air, blood splashed everywhere.
The body of the King of Death also broke into several pieces and flew in all directions.
At this point, the aura of the Killing Heavenly King... completely disappeared.
The King of Killers is indeed dead.
The commander of the Shadow Lord Army is dead!
Just die like that!
Not even a word was uttered, not even a muffled groan was made.
The most miserable way to die is this...
No symptoms and no consciousness.
From birth to death, from joy to despair...it happens in just two seconds.
King Chongyuan and King Dongzhao stood in the air, their bodies stiff and their eyes round.
They... couldn't believe what they were seeing.
“Impossible, this is impossible...”
King Chongyuan and King Dongzhao looked at Fang Yu’s original location.
At that position, there was indeed a Fang Yu with dull eyes, looking straight ahead.
Seeing this scene, the two of them were heartbroken!
They realized what was happening…
Fang Yu lifted up the Demonic Stick and put it on his shoulder, and sneered: "Who is under the illusion? You should figure this out."
“Ah, ah ah ah...”
After coming back to his senses, King Chong Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, he held his head and screamed.
And King Tosho also had a mental collapse, his body was weakening and he was out of control.
Due to the extreme spells they had previously cast, their physical condition was already extremely poor.
Now, after discovering that Fang Yu was not trapped by illusion at all... they were completely crushed.
Even to the point of insanity.
“Whoosh!”
Fang Yu jumped towards the two of them, still holding the Demonic Stick in his hand.
He raised the demon stick, originally intending to give each of the two people in front of him a stick.
Looking at the expressions of these two people, they had no power to resist.
“Forget it, don’t waste it.”
Fang Yu put away the Demonic Stick and grabbed the heads of the two men with both hands.
“噌!”
Red vortexes appeared on both palms, erupting with extremely strong suction.
The cultivation of the two of them was absorbed by Fang Yu at an extremely fast speed.
During this process, their realm continued to decline, and eventually they became mortals and lost their vitality.
Two close followers of King Sesshō, King Tosho and King Chongyuan, who also had great status in the Shadow Clan... died together!
After absorbing it, Fang Yu threw the two bodies away casually.
At this point, there are only 70,000 to 80,000 skirmishers left in the entire Shadow Clan army.
They are said to be skirmishers, but the strength of this group of skirmishers can start massacres anywhere in the southern region.
But in front of Fang Yu, even though he said they were skirmishers, he promoted them.
In fact, it is a group of ants.
At this moment, there is silence all around.
These remaining skirmishers no longer know what to do.
They watched helplessly as their commanders died one by one.
Even the commander-in-chief, the Killing King, had his head smashed by Fang Yu with a stick, and died silently without even making a scream...
How to fight this?
There is no need to fight at all.
They wanted to be the first big race to successfully invade the human realm...it turned out to be a pure act of seeking death.
“Run, run, run! Run away quickly...”
The collapse of one soldier caused the collapse of a group of soldiers one after another.
They don’t want to fight anymore, they just want to survive!
Tens of thousands of skirmishers were so defeated that they scattered and fled like headless flies.
Fang Yu looked at the group of shadow warriors who started to flee, shook his head and said, "Is this considered elite?"
Speaking, Fang Yu raised his hands high.
“Boom!”
A huge cyclone of red light appeared on both palms, moving the heaven and earth, and erupting with a huge suction force!
At this moment, Fang Yu's entire body was bathed in red light, as if a devil had come to the world.
The soldiers who fled were frightened and had no courage to turn back and fight with them.
At this moment, on the mountainside of the mountain on the left, a beautiful shadow stands in the sky.
The strong wind blew by, causing her long hair to flutter, as ethereal as a fairy.
This person is Hua Yan.
The battle in front of the canyon, only she saw the complete process.
At this moment, Hua Yan finally understood why Fang Yu had been acting so calm.
Indeed, just like what Fang Yu said, ants form a group... they are still ants.
The entire shadow clan army was as fragile as tofu in front of Fang Yu.
Without any resistance.
From this point of view, Fang Yu alone has no problem guarding the borders of the Yuanji Mountains...
As for her role as a logistics supporter, she had no chance to perform.
Huayan looked at Fang Yu’s figure in the distance, complex emotions appearing in her beautiful eyes.
Sometimes gratified, sometimes happy, sometimes...sad.
Diverse emotions were mixed in her heart.
For Huayan, she has not experienced such emotional fluctuations for a long time.
“The stronger you are, the better...the stronger you are, the better.” Huayan looked at Fang Yu with soft eyes, bit her red lips, and whispered.
…
Different from the distant mountains where wars have already occurred, this side of the ancient human world... is still in silence.
As time goes by, the atmosphere becomes more and more solemn.
Some monks could no longer bear the pressure, collapsed and cried, wanting to leave.
Escape in the face of battle is a taboo for military strategists.
These monks who were noisy and wanted to run away were all controlled to serve as a warning to others.
At the forefront of the assembled combat forces, Ye Ge, Shi Yuan, Master Yin Yang and others had extremely solemn expressions on their faces.
Although they appear calm on the surface, in fact, they are also nervous.
They don’t know what the situation is like in the distant mountains.
But now, they can only focus on the present.
The strong wind swept through, bringing more chill to the already desolate area.