A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

"kill!"

The shouts and cries of killing on the Yanzhou battlefield were earth-shaking.

The strength of the two warring parties is extremely unequal.

Even the Protoss after four generations can easily crush human soldiers.

Every Protoss soldier is like a rock in the waves.

The only advantage of the human race is numbers.

Some people screamed in despair, some wet their pants, and some collapsed to the ground.

But no one took a step back.

This is a war of genocide.

The only way out is to hold on to your weapons tightly and use your flesh and blood to resist the gods' advance.

Magical weapons, magical powers, rain of arrows, bone spears, hoes, sticks, stones...

Anything that can cause damage is a weapon.

In such a battlefield, there is no difference between the high-ranking immortal cultivators and ordinary people.

There are always immortal cultivators who perish together with the gods by self-destructing.

The muddy ground was stained with gold and red blood.

It flows to low-lying areas, forming small puddles.

The stench of blood, feces, urine, and decaying corpses filled the air. Even the wind could not blow it away.

The exhausted soldiers mustered their spirits and tried their best to squeeze out their physical strength.

As soon as someone falls, someone else will immediately fill the gap.

The entire battlefield was like a huge millstone, devouring soldiers from both sides at will.

Yu Shun sat on the rattan chair with an expressionless face.

The Xuanyuan Sword was placed across his knees.

He looked calmly at the God-King hanging in the air.

As long as he is there, morale will not be lost.

At this point in the battle, the army is already at the end of its strength.

But the human race became the masters of the lower world not because of their great strength.

Reproduce and pass on the torch.

It takes the gods tens of thousands of years to grow up, but the human race can train a group of masters in just a hundred years.

As long as the human race continues, the struggle will never end.

Wisdom and will are the key to victory.

However, what you fear will come true.

Just resisting the Protoss had already exhausted all their strength. Bad news came from the rear of the army.

The witch clan is here to cut off our retreat.

When Yu Shun received the news, his heart skipped a beat.

For the first time, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

The Wu Clan occupied Liangzhou. They should first gain a firm foothold and recuperate.

He had already sent people to monitor the Wu clan.

Out of his importance to the Witch Clan, he dispatched three of the strongest men and thousands of Nascent Soul masters.

It is also equipped with two ancient killing formations.

Such a force would form a powerful army on the battlefield.

However, the Wu Clan had come to cut off the retreat, but the people he sent out did not even send back a warning...

What happened in the end?

Yu Shun never expected that Gan Su, relying on his high level of cultivation, would be greedy for merit and act rashly, and directly confront the Wu clan.

Not only did he sacrifice the entire team, but he also completely angered the witch clan.

"Yu, you lead the people to resist the Wu tribe. Yi, you go and shoot the officers."

Yu Shun quickly calmed down.

Even though his heart was in turmoil, his face quickly regained its composure.

If even he panics, the morale of the human race will plummet.

"Yes!"

Two tall and mighty young men stood out from the crowd and ran in two directions.

Yu and Yi were both candidates for the title of Emperor of Man.

Yi was a master archer and had great prestige in the army, but he was not as good as Yu in government affairs.

But Yu Shun was more inclined to let Yi succeed to the throne.

In order to gain the throne of the emperor, he schemed to kill Gun.

And Yu...is Gun's son.

Yu Shun tried several times to kill Yu, but failed.

If Yu were allowed to inherit the throne of the Emperor, he would definitely seek revenge on him.

There is a difference between closeness and distance.

Yu Shun inevitably had some selfish motives, so he let Yu fight against the Wu tribe and left Yi in the relatively safe army.

"Boom!"

The dull sound of bowstrings rang out from the high platform. A small flag of the Protoss closest to the battle formation fell to the ground.

As the military flag fell, the human race launched a counterattack.

More than a dozen gods were chopped down in an instant.

Morale was boosted.

Yi was born with supernatural powers and held a huge ox horn bow as tall as a man.

Majestic and awe-inspiring, with unparalleled momentum.

He has the same name as the ancestor witch who shot down the sun, and is also good at archery.

He is called Houyi.

It means being able to stand on equal footing with the Ancestral Witch.

Although he may be regarded as a follower of idols, in the eyes of the human race, he is no less than the one who shot the sun.

He was not an immortal cultivator, but he repeatedly shot and killed the generals of the gods with his mortal body.

"Boom!"

The sound of the bowstring rang out again.

A centurion of the God Clan who was charging with his halberd was pierced through the chest and instantly submerged in the sea of ​​people.

Wherever the arrow points is the place for counterattack.

Every time the dull bowstrings vibrated, a small area of ​​the Protoss army would fall into chaos.

“Hiss… bang… bang!”

A snow-white bone arrow shot out from the chaotic army, aiming directly at Yi's throat.

Yi's expression remained unchanged. He turned the longbow on his wrist. He pushed away the arrow and shot the arrow in one smooth motion.

The next moment, the god who attacked Yi was pierced through the forehead.

There was a burst of cheers.

Yi's composure in the face of danger alone did not disgrace his reputation.

Soon, dozens of rays of light smashed towards the platform.

Yi did not dodge or evade, but drew his arrows and shot in an orderly manner.

All kinds of magical powers were blocked by the formation. Arrows shot from the chaotic army were also blocked by the soldiers holding shields.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Yi's shooting was very rhythmic and not subject to any interference.

Just seek to injure the enemy, not to kill him.

With his own strength, he managed to weaken the attack of the gods by three points.

He shot more than ten arrows in a row, and every arrow hit the target.

He shook his sore arms and reached for the quiver again.

However, this time he only caught the last arrow in the pot.

After a slight hesitation, he stepped forward, drew his bow, and aimed at the God King who was a thousand feet away.

This arrow is very heavy.

Five feet long.

The arrow tip is not sharp.

The whole body is emerald green, as if it were polished jade.

The ancient and heavy atmosphere swept in all directions the moment Yi drew the bow.

Yi is not the Yi that shoots the sun. But the arrow is the arrow that shoots the sun.

When Dayi shot down the sun, he made a total of ten sky-shaking arrows.

Nine of them were shot down, and the remaining one was lost in the Longhan Calamity.

After several transfers, it finally fell into the hands of the human race and became one of their trump cards.

The God King was locked in the aura of the Sky-shaking Arrow. There was no panic on his face. There was only anger at being offended by an ant.

His empty eyes just glanced at Yi and then turned to Yu Shun.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and his face was full of contempt and sarcasm.

If Zu Wu Yi aimed at him with the Sun-shooting Bow, he would definitely retreat.

But a mere mortal could pose a threat to him?

Idiot's dream!

The Gods' army also noticed Yi's actions.

Magical powers, arrows and javelins came down like a hailstorm.

The defensive formation was shaking continuously.

The soldiers guarding Yi raised their shields to block the attack. In a moment, they formed a bloody wall in front of Yi.

Yi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

He only has one chance.

Although his Qianzu Nakun bow is very close to the immortal grade, it is still several levels lower than the Sun-shooting Bow.

Yi's arms slowly exerted force, as if pulling apart a mountain.

A large amount of his vitality was continuously drained away by the Sky-shaking Arrows. His black hair turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"go with!"

This was an arrow that Yi gambled everything on.

The moment he let go, the Qianzunakun bow was broken into several pieces.

Yi spurted blood and flew backwards.

The four fingers that tapped the strings exploded into a bloody mist.

The world became dark.

The deafening shouts and cries of killing suddenly fell silent.

A pure black light tore through the sky, like a thick stroke of ink smeared across the air.

The surrounding light was completely absorbed by the black light.

Even though the Sky-shaking Arrow flashed past, it still left behind a series of small black vortices.

The Protoss soldiers were filled with extreme despair.

"Boom!"

It was not until this time that the sound of the bowstring bursting reached people's ears.

The Sky-shaking Arrow is too fast!

The generals who were guarding the God-King were killed by the black light before they could mount any defense.

Even the God King was unable to dodge it completely.

Everything below the chest disappeared.

"Hmm...I underestimated the humble human race!"

The God King looked down and found that only half of the body was left, showing a look of surprise.

His tone was surprisingly calm.

"choke!"

The sword flashed in front of the God King.

A golden line of blood extended from his forehead, cutting him neatly in half.

The Xuan-Yuan Sword ignored space and directly cut off the life of the God King.

Yu Shun stood with the sword in his hand and let out a long breath.

He has been waiting too long for this sword.

However, the body of the God King did not fall to the ground, but dissipated like smoke.

The people's cheers got stuck in their throats as soon as they started.

Another God King walked slowly out of the void.

There was not the slightest disorder in his aura.

Even his robes were spotless.

"You really scared me." A gleam of light flashed across the empty eyes of the God King: "What other tricks do you have? Don't hide them."

"It's not that easy!" Yu Shun sighed.

He took two steps forward and looked directly at the God-King in the air.

His tone was filled with the majesty of a human emperor: "Shi Yi, as the master of the divine world, you invaded my homeland and slaughtered my people. Today, I challenge you to a duel between kings. Do you... have the courage to accept it?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The God King seemed to have heard a huge joke and stopped laughing for a long time.

There was a hint of anger in his eyes, and he said in a cold tone: "The king of ants is still an ant. Since you want to challenge the power of God, I will play with you!"