Chapter 247

In the center of the demon army, the Fourteenth Prince's face was filled with rage. The two black lines on his face were now extremely conspicuous, making him look ferocious and terrifying. He grabbed Gelmalo's neck and scolded, "Why is this happening? How can there be such a human being?"

Gelmaro's face flushed red, and he said with sweat on his forehead, "I don't know this either. There has never been such a record. Even the strongest warrior in this land of humanity, who has the so-called third-level Qi and Blood Power, can't do this!"

"Your Highness, he is coming towards us now!" Another personal guard stepped forward and said. There was a hint of panic in his voice, but he was very conscious and did not seem to be affected by the previous spell. It might be that Germaro was deliberately controlling him.

The Fourteenth Prince roared, "Resist with all your might! Just hold on for a little longer. Once the void passage stabilizes, countless reinforcements will arrive. Don't be afraid of what he might do. Hold on!"

Then he threw Germaro to the ground and said, "I don't care what method you use, weaken his fighting power. You know what will happen to us if we fail. Now is the time to fight to the death! Don't you know a lot of secret techniques?"

Germaro also stood up hurriedly, without saying anything, but took out a strange-looking bone sculpture from his arms. It was almost spherical, but had many holes on it.

He then cut his wrist with the dagger, and a thick stream of blood spilled onto the bone carving. He then began to mumble an incantation, and as he chanted the incantation, his face visibly darkened and the purple faded. He seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and a ball of faint blue flame suddenly rose from the bone carving.

At this moment, Li Ming was only a dozen steps away from where they were.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly came towards him. After blowing on Li Ming, Li Ming felt a surge of evil thoughts coming from all directions like a tide. The connection between himself and the world seemed to become vague, and he even felt that the spiritual energy was rejecting him.

What followed was a feeling of fatigue, soreness in the body, and even the flow of true energy was a little sluggish. His feet loosened and he almost fell. This was the center of the army formation, and here were all the personal guards of the Fourteenth Prince, the elite among the elites. How could they miss this opportunity? Immediately, four or five long and short weapons attacked Li Ming.

At this moment, Li Ming knew that someone was casting a spell, so he hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue to cheer himself up, twisted in the air, and had nowhere to gain leverage, but he managed to move three inches in the air and thus avoided the vital points.

Seeing that it was working, the Fourteenth Prince shouted, "Alright, that's it, capture him!!! I will grant you the glory of the royal family, and everyone will have endless food and wine, and endless wealth!!!"

Then he glanced at Germaro, and saw that he had become listless in just a short while, and even his body seemed to have become a little shorter. He had no time to respond to the prince's words, and just kept chanting spells.

Following the Fourteenth Prince's promise, the remaining guards rushed forward like crazy, surrounding Li Ming and leaving him no time to leap into the air.

"Oh no, the teacher seems to have made a mistake!" said Li Ran, holding a telescope.

"Should we go and help?" Xiao Long asked.

"What are you helping with? Are you going to fly over there?" Jiang Xiumei asked back.

Li Ran stamped his feet anxiously and said, "What should we do then?"

"We can only continue to watch, and at most, pray for the teacher. This is not a battle we can participate in. If we intervene rashly, we may become a burden to the teacher!" Li Hao was surprisingly calm at this moment, and then said, "But we can't stand idly by. They are killing each other for some reason. Maybe they have lost their minds. Let's think of a way, maybe we can reduce the burden on the teacher!" "Do you have any ideas?" Xiao Long asked.

Li Hao groaned, looked at the remaining number of people around him, and then observed the demon army formation for a while. He immediately broke off a branch and drew a sketch, saying, "Teacher is in the center. Their formation is a standard moon-wing formation, with wide sides and wide front and back. Logically, there are no flaws, but now they are killing each other. The formation has been invisibly disrupted and shifted to the left. Therefore, here, here, and here, there are gaps. We will split into two teams and charge in from both sides at the same time. We will definitely be able to help Teacher!"

Li Ran looked at Li Hao who was talking so eloquently, and could hardly believe that he was his tongue-tied brother, who was now making a very clear and logical strategic analysis.

"How do you know?"

"It's about deploying troops, that's what our teacher taught us. I can see you didn't listen carefully!" Li Hao laughed smugly and then asked, "Captain Qin, Teacher Xu, is everything alright?"

Captain Qin nodded. Teacher Xu didn't have any objections. Instead, he said with great admiration, "Your teacher is such a good student!"

Then they seemed to agree to Li Hao's command, and he separated the two teams and sent them towards the enemy.

Li Ming was ambushed and fell into the formation for a while, and seemed to have been comprehensively weakened, from his spirit to his body, from his strength to his speed. If he had free time, Li Ming could naturally try one method after another, whether it was martial arts or Taoism, he could always find a way to adapt to this world, but at this moment he could not deal with it calmly.

He immediately shouted and mobilized all his strength, even encouraging the blood and energy to penetrate his limbs. However, he saw Li Ming stretching out his arms, circulating the energy throughout his body, and pushing his way through, regardless of anything, he just rushed forward.

A congenital master is indeed no ordinary person. At this moment, Li Ming seemed to be shrouded in a layer of white mist, and a mist of white mist seemed to rise between his palms, spreading out with the power of his palms.

This time, he was really killing gods and Buddhas. With such momentum, these demon soldiers were injured if they were touched, and died if they were touched. However, they still abided by military regulations and did not retreat a single step. Until Li Ming used up all his strength in one move, he had killed more than 20 elite soldiers.

But at this moment, Li Ming was also at the end of his strength. He fought to the front of the Fourteenth Prince, and only Germaro was left by his side. At this moment, his whole body exuded an air of decay, and even the exposed scales were gray and white, which was the characteristic of the old age and death of the demon clan.

At this point, Li Ming's body trembled, blood gushed out of his mouth, and then he shouted loudly.

"upbraid!!!"

It was the Taoist Leiyin Jue, and with the sound of muscles and bones, the momentum was surging. Then Li Ming spat out a mouthful of dirty blood with some black air in it.

Following this shout, Germaro was struck by lightning. He lost his grip on the bone sculpture in his hand and it fell to the ground. Then the light went out and he died.

Li Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the Fourteenth Prince coldly. A chill burst out from him.

(End of this chapter)

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