Looking at the audience, perhaps only Song Zining understood why.
Song Zining was limping at the moment, climbing the holy mountain slowly but firmly.
Suddenly there was more shouting and killing on the battlefield, and a group of mercenaries appeared at the foot of the holy mountain. They shouted and began to rush to the top of the mountain, and everyone was brave enough to die. They didn't know what was on the top of the mountain, but they only knew that the battle flag was pointing to the top of the holy mountain, so they rushed to the top of the mountain with blood and violence unique to mercenaries in a neutral land.
More and more mercenaries appeared at the foot of the mountain and began to climb to the top of the mountain. The city guards who were supposed to appear were nowhere to be seen.
A young mercenary rushed to the foot of the holy mountain, stopped for a while to catch his breath, and looked towards the top of the mountain. There is still a little childishness on his face, maybe he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his figure looks tall. The young man's face was covered with blood, but he didn't realize it. He just stared at the top of the holy mountain, because that was the end point of the charge.
Suddenly, a strong force came from behind him, knocking him heavily to the ground. The young mercenary turned his head and saw a vicissitudes face full of stubble. The older mercenary pointed to the ground not far away, and said, "Boy, if you want to survive, be smart! You won't have such good luck next time."
Where the old mercenary pointed, there was a small round hole, and the wall of the hole was shining brightly, which was caused by sword energy at first glance. This flying sword light came from nowhere, if it hadn't been kicked down, the young mercenary would have turned into a corpse at this moment.
After saying this, the elderly mercenary continued to rush towards the peak of the holy mountain. The young man quickly got up, ready to continue charging. He suddenly felt a tingling pain in the palm of his hand. When he took it to his eyes, he saw a silver emblem stabbed in the palm of his hand. It looked like a rune, but he didn't know what material it was made of.
At this moment, the battle horn sounded again, and the young mercenary hurriedly pulled out the rune, threw it on the ground, and continued to rush towards the top of the mountain.
The rune shone slightly as soon as it hit the dirt, but a military boot fell from the sky and stepped it into the dirt again. The mercenary didn't know what he stepped on, and continued to charge with red eyes.
Song Zining climbed with difficulty halfway, looked up, and saw a water-blue sword light across the sky, cutting towards Luo Bingfeng. Luo Bingfeng just flicked the sword light away, and then shot three sword lights to counterattack. Li Kuanglan's movement was like lightning, and he retreated like a god, avoiding the two sword lights. But the third sword light was rarely deviated, and even if Li Kuanglan didn't dodge, he couldn't hit it at all.
At the other end of the holy mountain, Qianye struggled to stand up again. The originally sunken chest was almost back to normal, Qianye pressed his hands on his chest, aligned the broken ribs one by one, and then exhaled. After doing this, he also felt a little sweat on his forehead from the pain. If it wasn't for the super protection of the inner armor, Luo Bingfeng's kick might have exploded Qianye's blood core.
Luo Bingfeng did not expect that Qianye's defense would be so strong, if he had known this earlier, he would have used all his strength with that kick. It's just that there was no time to make up for it later.
Aligning the ribs, Qianye immediately felt that the bones were growing rapidly, twisting together and reconnecting extremely quickly. But the growth rate of bones and flesh slowed down immediately, and the effect of that recovery potion also came to an end.
Qianye took out the twin flowers and flew into the sky again. To deal with a strong generation like Luo Bingfeng, Dongyue is no longer very useful, only the original spear can give him enough shock.
At this moment, Luo Bingfeng's long hair was loose and he was in a state of madness. He had long since disappeared from the appearance of Fengshen Ruoyi at the beginning of the war.
Qianye only took one look, and realized that something was wrong with Luo Bingfeng's state. In just a short time, he had already revealed a flaw once, and the timing of his two shots was not optimal. Just a moment ago, Luo Bingfeng was still like a god of war, his actions were natural, and he couldn't find a chance to take advantage of him. As a result, Qianye had to give up his life and hug one of his thighs, so that he could shoot the primordial spear.
And at this moment, Luo Bingfeng was fighting alone against the empire's powerful and mercenary army. Although he was still unmatched in power, and the power of every blow was like that of a god and ghost, he had changed from a god to a human again.
This feeling is extremely subtle. In the eyes of others, Luo Bingfeng is still the killing god who will be forgotten by those who stand in his way, but Qianye can see the difference.
Qianye didn't understand where this change came from. He only knew it was a good thing. His pupils turned blue, and he operated his pupils of true vision, staring at Luo Bingfeng, waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
At this moment, Luo Bingfeng was like a giant beast besieged by a pack of wolves, no matter where he went, groups of strong men flew around him.
Another blue-water sword light flew by, and Luo Bingfeng was hit by the sword on his shoulder, causing a streak of blood to flow out.
The morale of all the powerhouses in the empire was immediately boosted. From their point of view, this was Luo Bingfeng's first real injury. Although this was just a scratch on the flesh, Qianye's Primordial Spear really dealt a serious injury to Luo Bingfeng. But the original gun is too mysterious, how can these ordinary strong people see its power
At this moment, all the strong men also saw that Luo Bingfeng was weak, and rushed to attack him one after another. However, they didn't expect that this injury really aroused Luo Bingfeng's anger. He let out a long roar, and his figure flickered like a ghost for a moment, and every flicker would bring a bloody light. Almost in an instant, six powerful men from the empire blood-stained the sky and fell to the ground.
The rest of the people were shocked, they immediately dispersed in all directions, ignoring Ji Tianqing's threats, fearing that Luo Bingfeng would find them. Only more than a dozen people, including Elder Li and the old man from the imperial family, did not escape, and continued to fight to the death, protecting Li Kuanglan and Ji Tianqing to retreat.
Luo Bingfeng did not chase and kill Li Kuanglan, who had wounded him, but suddenly fell to the ground, and waved a piece of jade-colored sword light like rain, drifting towards the mercenary soldiers climbing on the holy mountain.
Although the rain is thin, it is extremely deadly to these mediocre mercenaries. As long as the sword energy and rain stick to it, no matter where it is, the mercenaries will lose their vitality and gradually become weak. After running a few steps, they will fall to the ground and never move again.
A wave of rain passed by, and the hundreds of mercenaries who rushed to the front were almost wiped out, only the few who stood the farthest survived.
The attack of the mercenaries who were charging was suddenly suffocated. Many people looked up to the sky, and the fire in their eyes faded away, replaced by fear. But they did not wait for the support of the powerful empire, but another wave of rain. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of mercenaries fell on the side of the holy mountain.
There are different battlefields between ordinary fighters and strong ones. Needless to say, Luo Bingfeng, a strong man in this world, even the most ordinary generals, or even those who are close to the realm of a general, generally disdains to attack ordinary fighters. The opponent of the strong can only be the strong.
It was the same with Luo Bingfeng before, not to mention the ordinary mercenaries attacking the city, even the average strong men were dismissive. Only Qianye, Song Zining, Elder Li, the old man from the royal family, and others could enter his eyes.
Therefore, even though the mountains and earth were torn apart by the strong men in the sky, the mercenaries still buried their heads in the charge. After all, the battle in the sky was too far away from them. But no one expected that a sudden catastrophe would strike, and Luo Bingfeng would attack them regardless of his status. With Luo Bingfeng's divine power, even if he killed all 10,000 mercenaries, it wouldn't take much trouble. If he makes a move like this, this battle will be impossible to fight.
The mercenaries don't understand, where is the strong man of the empire at this time
After two blows in a row, Luo Bingfeng yelled sharply: "Get off the holy mountain, anyone who dares to take a step forward will be killed without mercy!"