doomsday overlord

"No, there is an enemy position ahead. The enemy is like a tide, blocking our way forward!" the messenger reported.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the news, and their dusty faces were full of despair.

After escaping from Harry City, they were attacked by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect from all sides, with both land and air forces constantly bombarding their team.

The places they passed along the way were filled with flames of war, and the armies of the Beidou camp and the troops of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect camp were constantly fighting.

They were a solitary army, and everyone was shouting and beating them, and they were restrained everywhere. Unexpectedly, they had just escaped from the enemy, and here they encountered the enemy's position again.

Yan Hengwu smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was already the last stretch of distance from the Blood Scythe's outer base. As long as they crossed here, they would be able to reach the territory of the Blood Scythe. The army of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect could no longer pursue them unscrupulously.

Looking at the troops around him, Yan Hengwu felt a slight sense of powerlessness. The team that escaped from Harry City was not a strong one, and there were not many martial arts masters at all.

It was such an ordinary army that fought fiercely for days, defeated the enemy many times, maintained its victory, and was exhausted, but no one retreated, no one surrendered, and no one gave up the battle.

However, people will always get tired and there will be times when their abilities are exhausted.

The enemy in front of you is a strong army that has occupied the position and is holding firm, but around you is an army in exile that has been fighting hard and unable to get supplies. The strength is determined by the weakness.

Using the weak to attack the strong and then fighting to win is contrary to the concept of modern warfare.

Weapons, positions, and military strength are all at a disadvantage. How can we break the enemy's blockade and win the battle?

Not to mention these ordinary soldiers, even Yan Hengwu himself was exhausted.

In order to reduce the casualties of the soldiers and resist the enemy's powerful firepower, Yan Hengwu rushed to the front line and used powerful force to hold up the sky for the soldiers.

Yan Hengwu Cai Wu Zun's fighting spirit in the early stage, the energy of heaven and earth transformed by the Flower of Ice is limited. He can be so powerful only by the power of energy and blood.

Dou Qi is similar to human physical energy. After it is exhausted, it is quickly replenished. The power of Qi and blood is similar to human blood. Loss of blood will damage vitality.

The qi and blood energy taken from Yamazaki's body has long been exhausted. Yan Hengwu continues to overdraw his own qi and blood, and his combat power has also declined step by step. Now, he only has the power of the peak of Wu Zun.

The role played by Wu Zun Peak in the battle between the two armies is no longer obvious.

The two armies competed, and soon they collided head-to-head. Guns and artillery fired in front of the formation, and each soldier fell in a pool of blood.

Yan Hengwu was very powerful. He held a huge iron sword and swept over ten enemy soldiers standing in front of him with one sweep. The sword light flashed across and the enemy's waist was broken and fractured.

"A group of old, weak and remnant soldiers dare to continue charging. Hmm, they are simply seeking death!" The commander of the Wanfo Sect camp was furious and was about to rush forward and snipe Yan Hengwu and his party.

But he was stopped by the adjutant: "The enemy's power is weak, so why fight with them? As long as the enemy is exhausted after a while, we can easily win."

The battle in front of the formation was see-sawing, and each other wasted away. The Beidou Army led by Yan Hengwu was a division that had been fighting for a long time. It was short of men and ammunition. Three consecutive charges were blocked by the enemy, and its spirit was frustrated.

"The front army retreats, and the rear army responds!" Yan Hengwu shouted.

The exhausted soldiers in the front retreated like a tide, while the soldiers in the rear who had finished their rest stepped forward to snipe at the enemy. Yan Hengwu wiped off the blood spattered on his face and stared at the enemy formation.

"The Beidou Army exchanged troops again and attacked in cycles. Do you really think that our army has no temper? The Chinese army stepped forward and launched a charge. The strong men from the Fowu Camp stepped forward and captured and killed Yan Hengwu."

"Finally moved!" Yan Hengwu mustered up the last of his strength, stepped forward, exerted all his strength, and fought to the death with the strong men from the Fowu Camp.

As for the retreating Beidou Army soldiers, Yan Hengwu had no time to take care of them.

The soldiers of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect launched a charge, and eight hundred warriors were like sharp knives, thrusting straight into them. The Beidou Army had no power to resist and was about to be defeated.

"Dead soldiers come forward!"

There were shouts from the Beidou Army camp, and a group of wounded soldiers were seen lying on their legs in the center of the army.

"Haha, a group of wounded soldiers who are about to die dare to stop us. Let's kill them, brothers!" the Wanfo Sect soldier smiled ferociously and raised the gun in his hand.

Boom boom boom!

There were bursts of explosions from the formations of the two armies. The wounded and dead soldiers carrying explosives on their bodies used their lives and blood to exchange for the chance of survival for their companions.

Relying on the suicide bombings of the dead soldiers, the Beidou Army was able to take a breather, but the situation was already very bad. If there were no more reinforcements, their entire army would be annihilated.

At this moment, Yan Hengwu was trapped in the center of the enemy's formation, and the strong men from the Fowu camp used their combined boxing skills to challenge him one after another, with powerful force.

The Beidou Army was already in dire straits, but at this moment, bursts of explosions were heard from behind the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect's camp, and a powerful force rushed straight into the enemy's formation and defeated the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect's army.

"Who is it? Could it be people from the Blood Scythe organization, but why are they?" Yan Hengwu was confused.

The commanders, adjutants and other high-level martial cultivators of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect's military formation took action one after another. In an instant, their fighting spirit was flying, but they were torn apart by a bloody sickle that shot up into the sky.

"Blood Weapon Fist Death Scythe!"

The sickle passed by, and the golden Buddha simulated by the strong man of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect was broken at the waist. The strong man of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect vomited blood and retreated, but was directly killed by the strong man with the blood sickle who rushed up.

In just a few minutes, the Blood Scythe team broke through the defensive positions of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, slaughtered many resisting warriors, intercepted supplies, and captured prisoners with extreme speed.

"As expected of the man behind the Desert Pirates, his strength is really terrifying. But why are you doing this? To win over the Beidou Fist Sect and go against our Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect? It doesn't seem like a good thing!"

The strong man from the Fowu Camp gave up strangling Yan Hengwu, and the captain asked.

The strong man from the Blood Scythe stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Hengwu and said, "It's him we want! There is an order from above to pick up this person and come to our Blood Scythe to discuss something."

The face of the captain of the Fowu Camp instantly turned extremely ugly. The Blood Scythe was useless and he couldn't bear to do it early. He must be seeking huge benefits by contacting Yan Hengwu.

"Then can we leave?" the captain of Fowu Camp asked.

The strong man with the blood sickle agreed and put away his weapon.

Everyone in the Fowu camp breathed a sigh of relief and was about to drive away, but at this moment, streaks of light cannonballs shot towards them quickly, annihilating the entire team in an instant.

Unfortunately, many strong men in the Fowu camp were unable to resist under the bombardment of thermal weapons.

"The Blood Scythe really has no credibility at all." Beidou Jun muttered.

Yan Hengwu took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much, everyone. Let's go to the Blood Scythe's stronghold to discuss matters."

Seeing Yan Hengwu's understanding, the strong man with the Blood Scythe nodded indifferently and moved out of the way.

Inside the Blood Scythe stronghold, the leader of the stronghold Han Ao looked at Yan Hengwu's face while talking about the Blood Scythe's continuation.

"You actually want to annex the Halimo region and then become a dominant force. This ambition is really terrifying." Yan Hengwu said in disbelief.

The Blood Scythe has always been mysterious. Only a few people know of its existence, and the spokesperson for the peripheral forces is the Desert Pirates.

Desert pirates are rampant in the Hahe Desert area, but their strength is not strong.

In everyone's impression, the Blood Scythe is just a large force in a remote area, and they never thought it had the ambition to compete for the hegemony.