Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start Chapter 337 269: Taking the Enemy General's Head in the Mids

anwhile, on the other side, within the barbarian horde, three stalwart n sat atop three ferocious beasts. These three were the commanders of the one hundred and twenty thousand-strong barbarian army.

"Report!"

Just then, a barbarian soldier returned, knelt on the ground with his head bowed, and respectfully said, "My lord, a warrior from Da Xia is charging towards us!"

"How many?" Bamutu asked indifferently.

"To report to my lord, there is only one person," the barbarian soldier replied respectfully.

"One person?" Hearing this, Bamutu was montarily startled, then burst into loud laughter, "A single person dares to charge at our godly race's one hundred and twenty thousand-strong army. It seems he has grown tired of living!"

Another barbarian martial arts grandmaster, Nataru, said, "Bamutu, do not underestimate him; it could be one of Da Xia's grandmasters."

Nataru was in fact the true leader of the one hundred and twenty thousand-strong barbarian army this ti, having undergone six cycles of blood renewal and marrow cleansing, his strength was formidable.

Hearing this, Bamutu's expression turned vicious as he sneered coldly, "What of it if he is a grandmaster? With our godly race's one hundred and twenty thousand-strong army, plus the three of us holding the fort, for every grandmaster from Da Xia that cos, one will die. If two co, then a pair will perish!"

Boom!

At that mont, suddenly, a commotion arose from the very front of the barbarian army.

Nataru's brow furrowed instantly, sensing that sothing was amiss.

Bamutu and another barbarian martial arts grandmaster also hardened their expressions, looking towards the distance, where a mighty aura, like a rising sun, gradually ascended.

"Ah…"

Screams of barbarian soldiers ca through, and at this mont, Gu Chen was like a bolt of lightning, striking into the midst of the one hundred and twenty thousand-strong barbarian army at an extrely fast pace. Imdiately, chaos ensued, and with just one encounter, dozens of barbarian soldiers exploded to death from the impact of Gu Chen's physical body.

"Charge!"

"Kill this man from the Central Plains Human Clan!"

The scattering of flesh and innards on the ground did not instill fear in the barbarian soldiers, but rather aroused the ferocity in their blood. One by one, wielding their weapons, they charged at Gu Chen relentlessly.

Bang!

Gu Chen's expression was solemn as he threw a punch, and with the sheer power of his physical body, once again dozens of barbarian soldiers burst apart.

However, the barbarian soldiers were fearless in the face of death, charging wave after wave towards Gu Chen.

Surrounded by the one hundred and twenty thousand-strong barbarian army, Gu Chen, rather than showing a trace of fear, beca increasingly high-spirited in battle.

Thump thump thump!

As Gu Chen continued to swing his fists, rows of barbarian soldiers fell like wheat being harvested. In just a short mont, nearly a thousand had perished.

Atop the city walls of Yulong City, Yanrong and the others witnessed Gu Chen fighting alone in the barbarian army, endlessly striking down the enemy, their expressions all shook.

But, they soon frowned and said, "No, with the barbarian's one hundred and twenty thousand-strong army, even if Gu Chen is extrely powerful, he will reach a point of exhaustion if it continues this way. We must go help him!"

Just then, they heard Gu Chen's long howl, "Hold the city gates!"

Yanrong furrowed his brow but at the next mont, they realized, from sowhere afar, a dense and massive army of corpses surged towards them. They were the fallen soldiers from the battles of the past few days.

Holy Shadows Sect!

Not far away, several dozens of martial artists wearing the black robes of the Holy Shadows Sect stood there, employing the sect's secret thods to control the undead army as they attacked Yulong City.

"Defend the city!"

Yanrong's expression changed, and with a loud shout, the rest of the martial artists and many soldiers of Yulong City also drew their weapons, ready for battle.

At that mont, amidst the barbarian army, Gu Chen fought with invincible valor, truly living up to the phrase "One man against ten thousand!"

As more and more barbarian soldiers rushed in, increasingly more of them were slain. In just the ti it took to drink a cup of tea, Gu Chen's feet were surrounded by a pile of severed limbs and broken arms, stacked up to three feet high.

Moreover, Gu Chen discovered that every ti he killed a barbarian soldier, a faint red gleam, almost imperceptible, would flash across the palm of his left hand.

"Is it absorbing the essence, energy, and spirit of the dead barbarian soldiers?!" Gu Chen was startled, this anomaly stemd from a section of a gauntlet deep within his left palm.

With each kill, the ancient and profound gauntlet shone a thread of red, the lifeblood of the barbarian soldiers, and even their souls—that is, their spirits—were all being absorbed into it.

This was an ominous weapon!

Gu Chen's brows furrowed as he grew suspicious about the origin of the divine weapon in his palm. In ancient tis, the Pure Yang Martial Sect was a well-known and upright school, so how could they possess such an evil weapon?

It could take not only the essence of divine weapons but also the essence, energy, and spirit of living beings. It was truly bizarre and extraordinary.

"Be that as it may, whether you are a divine weapon or an ominous one, as long as you serve , that is all that matters!"

As Gu Chen continued his slaughter, he could feel the power contained within the ancient and profound gauntlet growing stronger and stronger.

"Kill!"

At that mont, Gu Chen let out a thunderous roar, his daunting punch shaking heaven and earth. With a loud bang, hundreds of barbarian soldiers were killed instantly, their bodies exploding, scattering blood and bone in all directions!

"Seeking death!"

After witnessing Gu Chen single-handedly kill around five or six thousand barbarian soldiers, Bamutu could no longer sit idly by. He leaped into the air and flew towards Gu Chen.

"Perfect timing, I'll send you on your way!"

In the midst of thousands of troops, with the enemy general approaching, Gu Chen was filled with a fighting spirit. He threw his punch as if a towering dragon soared to the heavens!

Ao!

Accompanying Gu Chen's rising fist, a majestic dragon's shadow ascended with it. Bamutu, with only the cultivation of blood changing five tis, was no match for Gu Chen's punch.

"No!"

Bamutu's pupils constricted, and he cried out in alarm, only realizing at this mont, when Gu Chen actively displayed his cultivation, how formidable his strength actually was.

Pu!

Under that single punch, Bamutu, one of the three great generals of the barbarian tribe, was killed on the spot, crushed to dust!

"Bamutu!"

Nataru and another barbarian master cried out, their expressions the epito of shock and fury.

Not only them, but even the likes of Yanrong and others from Yulong City, who were battling the army of the dead on the other side, were taken aback upon seeing Gu Chen so easily slaying a martial master of the barbarian tribe who had changed his blood five tis, their expressions full of incredulity.

Gu Chen's actions truly embodied the saying: "With one general out in front, what difficulty is there in snatching sothing from a pouch?"

"Human Clan, die!"

On the battlefield, Nataru roared in fury. His bellow was terrifying, causing ripples to spread through the void. The dreadful sonic waves bypassed the many barbarian soldiers and struck directly at Gu Chen.

"Insignificant trick!"

Gu Chen looked indifferent, standing like a divine furnace, his vitality surging around him, releasing astounding heat. As he opened his mouth and let out a dragon's roar, it was trendously majestic, overpowering Nataru by more than a asure.

Pu pu pu!

Like dumplings into boiling water, under Gu Chen's resounding roar, countless more barbarian warriors bled from their seven orifices and fell to the ground dead.

Gu Chen's left hand flickered with red light, continuously drawing in the lifeblood and souls in secret, completely absorbing them.

"I'll kill you!"

In just a short while, of the barbarian army of one hundred and twenty thousand, already about ten thousand had fallen. Nataru, his face twisted in madness, charged directly at Gu Chen.