The Beast Speaker’s gaze t Wu Man’s head-on.
Figure after figure darted out along the path opened by the Beast Speaker, a few of them floating halfway in the air and most running on the hills.
"Kill him!"
With a loud roar from the Beast Speaker, his hands lifted, and a slew of pebbles levitated.
Wu Man took two steps back at the top of the hill, and a group of high-level chanical bodies moved forward, ready to fight.
The fighter jets in the sky nosedived toward this location!
Suddenly, the Beast Speaker raised his hand; those pebbles, enveloped in black smoke, blasted with a bang and rcilessly pelted the ground where the fighter jets were diving.
The formation hastily ascended, and several bombs were dropped prematurely.
Like a hawk, the Beast Speaker swooped close to the ground, undetectable by radar, charging directly toward Wu Man at the top of the hill.
At this mont, everyone on his own side was anxious for Wu Man.
Only Wang Jixuan remained contemplative and indifferent, his fingers gently flickering.
Wu Man’s hands moved swiftly, forming seals, with talismans shooting out from his back, and his telekinesis ford a sword mark, slashing directly at the Beast Speaker!
The Beast Speaker was stunned by the attack.
This offensive move was sothing Wu Man had learned from Wang Jixuan’s guidance, not Wang Jixuan’s Da Yan Heart Sword, but a similarly driven power of his own telekinesis.
Telekinesis, too, can be used as inferior mana!
The Beast Speaker, charging too fiercely, was struck directly in the shoulder by the sword, his face turned deathly pale, his gray aura dispersed, and his body slamd hard into the ground.
Wu Man did not linger in the battle. Instead, he bolted towards the other end of the hill.
Behind him, dozens of costly high-level chanical bodies were left behind; these chanical bodies identified their targets and began to attack the underlings of the Beast Speaker.
A skirmish unfolded on the hillside.
Seated in his transport airplane, Wang Jixuan gently maneuvered his fingers, selecting all the chanical bodies below, choosing the option:
Release all energy;
Detonate their cores.
Boom, boom, boom!
The ground erupted in a chain of explosions, with clouds of smoke billowing upwards.
When everyone thought these chanical bodies would be entangled with the Beast Speaker’s underlings, the bodies instead chose to self-destruct, instantly killing the dozen weakest Spiritual Ability Users from the Beast God Sect, leaving the remaining mbers injured.
A massive swarm of Blade Beasts appeared at the edge of the field!
The Blade Beasts burrowed out from the ground, rushing heedlessly toward Wu Man’s location.
They were following the command of the Beast Speaker!
Wu Man, hearing the command, began to release his Beast Language Ability continuously and swallowed two Blood Qi Pills given by Wang Jixuan, running even faster.
Behind him, the aftershock of the explosions had not faded, and the mushroom clouds kept rising, but the silhouette of the Beast Speaker burst over the top of the hill.
He threw back his head and roared. The gray aura around him attracted countless pebbles and clods of earth, which coalesced into spiky projectiles that relentlessly bombarded Wu Man below.
At that mont,
Wang Jixuan, from the cockpit of his aircraft, opened the transport’s lower hatch and flicked his finger lightly.
A silver needle, engraved with intricate, complex prohibitions and wrapped in his mana, shot out.
These past few days, he had been doing more than just alchemy and ditation.
Count down from three.
Three, two, one.
The feedback of the needle entering the body, transmitted through the Spiritual Sense into Wang Jixuan’s mind sea, made Wang Jixuan’s lips curl into a slight cold smirk, as the Beast Speaker’s screams echoed from a speaker beside him.
"Ah! Ah—"
Daoist Wang, clad in X armor, did not act recklessly but simply shut the hatch of the cockpit.
Below, the Buddhist Temple Team’s transport aircraft deactivated its holographic camouflage, as figures clad in black and gray full-cover armor leaped down.
The air filled with thudding chants;
A golden Buddhist radiance emanated all around;
Almost all the Blade Beasts were immobilized.
The Beast Speaker at the hilltop, now only capable of clutching his head and howling in pain, failed to notice the figures descending from the sky.
Buddhist Law promotes righteousness; Sword Arrays vanquish evil demons.
Zheng Shiduo on the communication channel shouted, "Form the array!"
The seven who touched down simultaneously cut away their paraglides and leapt forward. Their bodies’ mottled Qi instantly interconnected, the eyes behind the armor’s plate sharp as ever, left hand with a Light Blade, right hand holding a Crystal Core Spear and a Great Sword, tripling speed in changing positions, swiftly charging at the Beast Speaker!
The Beast Speaker suddenly looked up, scread, and ejected a silver needle from the back of his head.
Two black wings sparked from his back, his whole body enveloped in black aura, his eyes blood-red and delirious, with a massive, eye-like phantom appearing behind him.
This phantom sowhat resembled the creature seen in the 76th Fortress hangar, but was more than ten tis larger.
The Beast Speaker’s eyes, bloodshot, fixated on Wu Man’s form, utterly disregarding the surrounding Buddhist light or the blossoming sword shadows; he charged headlong into the encircling Buddhist Temple Team.
The battle erupted in an instant!
The Seven Star Sword Formation encircled the Beast Speaker at the Array Eye, an incessant barrage of fierce assaults, unpredictable movents rapidly inflicted nurous wounds on the Beast Speaker.
The Beast Speaker continuously unleashed wide-ranging attacks.
Wu Man was about to join in, preparing to launch a spiritual impact from the side, but a voice whispered into his ear.
"Leave it to them; it’s almost certain. You focus on releasing the Beast Language Ability to keep the Blade Beast Group from approaching this area,"
"Yes, sir."
Wu Man took a deep breath, his hands rapidly forming seals, amplifying his own telekinesis.
He began to persistently deploy the power of Beast Language, keeping the surrounding Blade Beasts in constant disarray.
At that mont, the Beast Speaker, trapped in the Sword Array, had no ti to concern himself with anything else.
In a short ti, the battlefield had evolved into a situation favorable to the human camp! The humans’ escalations and the Blade Beast Camp’s counterattacks were occurring simultaneously!
High above appeared a Sub-King Level Special Winged Dragon and several High-level Special Winged Dragons;
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