Chapter 3428: Harvesting Ironclad Soldiers

y turned a blind eye to the trials of the Saintess for the Temple. It's not that we don't want to help, but we simply lack the ability.Hearing her say this, Ye Bufan finally understood. If it were som..."Little guy, you're quite bold!"

Faced with the Black Tower, Xiao Qing showed no fear, but rather disdain.

Others might be intimidated by his towering height and strength, but to her, they meant nothing. Compared to the colossal celestial beasts, he was nothing more than a little thing.

Facing the descending axe, she swung her mace directly at it.

With a jarring clang of metal, the black tower's mountain-splitting axe flew from his grasp and soared through the air.

"Uh..."

In the eyes of the onlookers, the two figures were starkly contrasted in size. One was like a mountain, while the other was just a petite little girl.

Normally, even if Xiaoqing's strength were exceptional, she wouldn't be able to match Heita in terms of sheer power. But now, the extraordinary is happening.

The truncheon seemed to be just a casual swing, yet it sent the mountain-splitting axe flying.

The most shocking thing was the Black Tower. Such scenes would happen often in the past, but he always had the upper hand. Today, however, it was a complete 360-degree reversal.

At this time, his large hand, which was like a fan, had been shaken with many cracks, and it was bloody.

"You worthless piece of trash, get out!"

Xiaoqing's wolf club swung again, smashing into his chest like lightning.

With a deafening boom, the towering Black Tower was sent flying like a baseball. It exploded in mid-air, scattering its bloody remains across the sky.

A second-order primordial battle general, equivalent to a great immortal of the human race, was killed instantly like that.

"Hiss…"

Gasps of astonishment echoed throughout the entire manor as Xiao Qing's prowess repeatedly defied their expectations.

At this time, Ye Bufan's faint voice rang out: "Quickly hand over the person, or today the city lord's mansion will be bloodwashed!"

These words would normally be dismissed as the ramblings of a madman, but now they sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Because Xiaoqing's performance was truly formidable, it filled them with fear.

Heimur was utterly shocked. At this moment, he finally understood why Dong Sen brought these people to him, completely out of desperation.

I also understand why I was just advised to make friends, as the other party's strength is too overwhelming.

In the fairy world, strength has always been everything. Might makes right. At this moment, he wouldn't dare to target Xiao Qing and Leng Qing Qiu again.

Take a deep breath, suppress the anger in my heart: "Jin Meier is not in my City Lord's Mansion. Leave now, I will no longer hold you accountable for what just happened, as if nothing had occurred."

In Hameul's view, even if he had the strength to defeat the other party, the price he would have to pay would be too heavy, so he chose to swallow his anger.

It's a pity that he wants to endure it, but Ye Bufan doesn't have that idea.

The scene before him was completely different from what he had experienced at the Eastern Hua Immortal King's place before. Back then, his strength was insufficient, and he could only come up with all sorts of ways to escape with Leng Qingqiu.

But now it's completely different, under absolute power he doesn't need to hide himself at all, he can vent his anger freely.

"I'm telling you again, hand him over or I'll bloodbath your entire city hall!"

Haimur was completely enraged, and roared: "Where are the Ironclad soldiers"

As soon as the words were spoken, heavy footsteps sounded from behind.

Ye Bufan and several others looked up. A huge squad came over, numbering as many as five hundred people.

What's most frightening is that these people have all reached the level of a First-Order Primordial Warrior. They wear pitch-black armor, radiating a palpable aura of slaughter.

Reinforced Ironclad Warriors are one of the city lord's mansion's trump cards, first-order Primal War Soldiers equipped with overwhelmingly strong armor, unstoppable.

This is the power of the army, it's not something ordinary experts can resist.

Unfortunately, Xiao Qing is no ordinary being. She's a ninth-order celestial monster with dragon bloodline. In terms of strength, she's comparable to a late-stage immortal king from the human race.

"Is that all there are"

Xiaqing glanced dismissively, her face full of disdain.

A first-order primordial warrior, whose strength is equivalent to that of a fourth-order fairy beast, is inferior to the monster army created by the Nine Nether Yin Heaven Python before.

Moreover, the quantity is insufficient; how could she possibly pay attention to it

She flashed into the room, brandishing her mace like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

The original city lord's ironclad soldiers were invincible in battle, each one extremely arrogant, not taking the little girl before them seriously at all.

Only now did he realize that he was utterly helpless against them.

What devastated them the most was that their armor, which had always protected them, was as fragile as paper against the maces, offering no defense whatsoever.

For a moment, blood and flesh flew everywhere, screams echoing incessantly.

The ironclad soldiers held their iron spears, but couldn't find Little Qing anywhere. They stood there like lambs awaiting slaughter.

"This..."

Haimur's face grew increasingly grim. These ironclad soldiers were all painstakingly amassed with his fortune, yet now they lay in ruin.

"Damn it!"

He waved his hand behind him, "Shenlong Tiewei, bring that kid to me!"

He had been in charge of the city for so many years, his hand wasn't just playing one card. Besides the ironclad soldiers, he also had a Dragon Iron Guard at his disposal.

There weren't many of them, only fifty people. However, even the weakest among them was a fourth-order Primordial War General, their strength surpassing that of the Ironclad Soldiers.

And he also saw the pattern, the opponent had always been fighting Xiaoqing. Ye Bufan hadn't made a move, perhaps this young man wasn't very capable.

If he is captured at this moment, that little girl will inevitably be afraid to act rashly, and I will then have the initiative.

For this reason, he sent out the Shenlong Iron Guards without hesitation.

The speed of these fifty men was far greater than that of the armored soldiers. Their movements were neat and uniform, like tigers unsheathed, rushing directly towards Ye Bufan.

Seeing Xia Qing still slaughtering the ironclad soldiers over there, she seemed not to have noticed the commotion here at all, nor did she show any intention of returning to help. Haimul secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Without this little girl, he felt confident he could take the other side down.

In fact, it was just as such. The Shenlong Iron Guards were brimming with momentum, but at that very moment, a sudden, sharp sword light pierced the sky.

A sword beam a hundred zhang long fell from the sky, its fierce sword energy causing the surrounding space to whine.

This sword's power is truly overwhelming. Compared to it, the Shenlong Iron Guard is nothing, insignificant like ants.

"No!"

Heimdall roared in frustration, for indeed there was nothing he could do to stop it.

A flash of sword light swept across the battlefield, and all fifty members of the Dragon Iron Guard, composed of warriors from the Primordial Era, fell dead without a single survivor.

A deathly silence fell over the entire arena. What a terrifying sword!

Although facing the strike was the divine dragon iron guard, everyone around felt an extreme fear.It was clearly a sinister sorcery."Lanlan, hurry and hide!"Ye Bufan roared, but it was too late. Given Nalan Yujia's temperament, she would usually not choose to dodge in most situations; she always m...