C364 General Command

Ba Aolong, who was in confrontation with Zhao Mingzhe, suddenly waved his palm, which was the size of a fan. The barbarians who were initially fighting started to shoot their arrows at the corners of the array, retreating backwards.

Seeing Zhao Mingzhe suddenly appear, Zhao Shenglong's face showed surprise, but immediately became excited. Zheng Qiuyue had already rushed over from behind with the old general, allowing the Great Mo Nation Cultivators to first retreat and stabilize their position, before supporting the injured Zhao Shenglong.

Ba Aolong looked at Zhao Mingzhe and suddenly laughed.

"When I found out that Da Haotian still hadn't broken through to the Martial King, I was a little curious in my heart. Who exactly had quietly reached the Martial King near the Red Mountain Fury Sea. "From the looks of it, that person should be you, who had been to Red Mountain Fury Sea before!"

Zhao Mingzhe declined to comment and did not continue speaking. Ba Aolong continued speaking:

"Your talent and experience are indeed astonishing. When I was your age, my strength was far inferior to yours. But right now, you have only just reached the Martial King, if you choose to fight me head on, the one who will fall today, will definitely be you. Let me give you a word of advice. With your talent, the mortal world is not your final destination. Why must you be involved in this battle? "

Zhao Mingzhe muttered to himself, he did not directly answer Ba Aolong's question, but instead recited a poem that Su Xie had recited back then on the fighting stage!

"The generals wear their armor, their soldiers are valiant and valiant; their dreams are cold, their heroic spirit soaring to the heavens; their hot blood has yet to dry; their golden arrows tremble the enemy's courage; their horses' skins are wrapped around their corpses, but their souls remain unshakable!"

At this time, the people of Great Mo Nation, who were very familiar with this general order, all began to follow Zhao Mingzhe and shout:

"Before the three armies break the formation, the battle drums encircle the hair, and the beauties are thrown aside. The army shall command a thousand mountains; the bones shall be buried, and the loyal souls shall stay in their hometown. The heaven and earth shall fight and the winds shall roil about, and they shall not return until they break the vow of the heavenly barbarians!"

Ba Aolong's expression gradually became ice-cold, and he coldly said:

"Do you mean to say that you would rather die than die?"

Zhao Mingzhe smiled indifferently, his face showing an expression of reminiscence.

"Back then, the old man of leisure used his single sword to intimidate the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the Moon Kingdom, causing them to not dare to take even half a step beyond the boundaries of thunder. Today, I, Zhao Mingzhe, am willing to imitate senior.

As soon as Zhao Mingzhe finished speaking, the Mo's army behind him gave a loud cheer, and some people were so excited that their faces were flushed red.

More than a year after old man of leisure left, there was finally another Martial King Ranker who was fearless against hundreds of thousands of enemies. She shouted the strongest words that Mo Nation cultivators could say.

Da Haotian curled his lips, and said in disdain:

"Zhao Mingzhe, I advise you not to be so arrogant. The reason why the Moon Kingdom's army had been intimidated by the old man of leisure was because the Moon Kingdom did not have a martial king of the same rank. Even though you are strong now, you are nothing in front of Big Bro Ba. One must know that the path of cultivation is higher in a mountain than in a mountain. "

However, he looked at Da Haotian and said:

"You don't need to provoke me to do anything. Even if the two of us were to fight, you wouldn't benefit from it."

Da Haotian's face changed as he laughed awkwardly.

"How would I dare? Right now, we, the East and West Barbarians, are at each other's throats with pride and honor. I'm just speaking the truth, there's no way Zhao Mingzhe can be a match for you."

Ba Aolong coldly snorted, and then looked towards Zhao Mingzhe.

"I'll advise you one last time to not get involved in this mess. Otherwise, I don't mind using all my strength to make this young genius disappear from the world."

"The outcome is still unknown!" We have to fight, only then will we know who is alive and who is dead! "

"As you wish! "The barbarian army, listen up! Those below the strength level, retreat from the Green Wood City so as to avoid accidental injuries!"

"Yes!"

Those who did not have enough power in the barbarian army all retreated outside the Cyan Wood City. Zhao Mingzhe looked at Zhao Shenglong and slightly nodded his head.

Zhao Shenglong immediately understood what was going on and ordered the people of Mo's army who were not strong enough to leave the city.

Although most people wanted to stay and watch the legendary war between the immortals, they knew that if they stayed, they might actually lose their lives here. They had no choice but to obey the order and leave.

Ba Aolong's expression was cold as he stretched out his hand. Immediately, a Barbarian cultivator handed over a young, seven-colored chicken with small, frightened eyes.

Ba Aolong casually twisted off the Rainbow Sparrow's neck, threw its head into his mouth, and began to chew on it, droplets of blood dripping down from the corner of his mouth.

Ba Aolong's expression became colder and colder, and the killing intent from his body, had already caused the guards around him to unconsciously retreat.

The Ice Soul Sword that was hung in the sword sheath on Zhao Mingzhe's waist was in his hand. It was emitting a rainbow colored halo, and in his expression, there was no fear!

"You were trying to bring great fortune to the Mo Nation in this decisive battle. Unfortunately, the general order that you read out when you came was actually the ultimate poem of your Mo Nation's Divine General Bai Wanli. I'm afraid that this doesn't bode well."

Zhao Mingzhe's eyes turned slightly colder. He felt that no matter if it was his malevolent expression, or him raising the general order, Ba Aolong was still playing with his heart!

"That may not be so! Although General Bai Wanli is dead, your barbarian army was ultimately defeated in that fight. If I read out the general order, doesn't that mean that even if I, Zhao Mingzhe, die here, your barbarian army will still return in defeat? "

"Since you already have the will to live and die, I shall fulfill your wish!"

With that said, Ba Aolong's body released a vast amount of killing intent, his figure moving as fast as lightning, quickly rushing towards Zhao Mingzhe.

"Open!"

The Zhanmadao screamed through the air and suddenly slashed at Zhao Mingzhe.

"Break!"

With an explosive shout, the water-repelling spear in Zhao Mingzhe's hands accurately pierced forward, the spear tip and the gigantic curtain of blades ruthlessly clashing!

An earth-shattering sound rang out. After clashing head on, Ba Aolong's body did not move an inch, but he had already taken three steps back!

The first time they made a move, although the two of them were not fighting with all their might, Zhao Mingzhe had already determined that Ba Aolong's strength should be at the first level of the combination of the Martial King and body's strength!

Moreover, as a barbarian, Ba Aolong had the natural advantage of being a warrior. In the competition of vitality and strength, he was indeed unable to defeat Ba Aolong!

"Take another stab at me!"

The aura around Ba Aolong grew even stronger, the Zhanmadao, that he slashed out, could only hear the mournful sound of the blade breaking through the air, but could not see anything, it could be said to be extremely fast!

His eyes turned cold, Zhao Mingzhe's right foot quickly stepped against the force, and a line appeared on the ground, the majestic ground immediately surged forward, and the water-repelling spear once again collided with Ba Aolong's Zhanmadao.

With a loud boom, the two of them were instantly surrounded by flying rocks and sand amidst the surging force.

In the next moment, Zhao Mingzhe's body involuntarily flew out, and smashed heavily into the Eastern City's wall.

"Crack crack crack." The sounds of cracking could be heard unceasingly, and on the towering city wall, a crack appeared. Zhao Mingzhe felt the blood and energy in his body churning, and blood faintly seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

Ba Aolong simply did not give Zhao Mingzhe the time to recover his strength. As he explosively shouted, his figure flashed towards the already injured Zhao Mingzhe …