A large group of well-trained soldiers swept in like a plague of locusts, quickly rushing over and dissolving all the attacks made against Ye Ling one by one.
"Northern Liao King, your subordinate arrives late, please forgive my offense!"
The mont Ye Ling's army arrived, every single person knelt on one knee and loudly proclaid with utmost respect.
They were the most elite warriors under Ye Ling's command, each selected from various legions, truly the cream of the crop within the Northern Liao military.
Each warrior was clad in silver-white armor, wielding long spears, with towering statures and an air of unwavering resolve.
It was clear at a glance that these were n of iron will, each one in a hundred.
"All commanders, heed my order!"
Imdiately after, Ye Ling raised his hand high, and figures appeared by his side, each with eyes flashing a murderous intent, emanating a deadly aura.
"Tear these foreign invaders to pieces, leave none alive!"
Ye Ling pointed towards those afar and gave the command with indifference, his voice thunderous, rolling across the night sky like muffled thunder.
At his command, all the warriors beside Ye Ling howled and charged at the invaders with their spears in hand.
Without a second word, the Northern Liao legion and the warriors of the four great families clashed fiercely, each warrior like a sharp sword, the slaughter unending, the stench of blood pervading the air!
Although there were only a re two hundred warriors from the four great families, these warriors had been tempered a thousand tis; their combat skills were formidable, to say the least; even the least among them was at the War King realm.
The Northern Liao legion, on the other hand, had warriors whose cultivation levels might not be that exaggerated, being at the early or mid-stage of the War Emperor realm, but they were a bit weaker compared to the invaders. However, what they lacked in strength, they made up for in numbers.
In an instant, the collision of the two massive forces caused the air all around to tremble violently, ripples undulating through the sky.
The intense clashes continued unabated, Ye Ling's warriors each ferocious and formidable as if War Gods had descended, spears in hand, slaughtering the living.
Soon enough, soldiers began to fall, for war is always so rcilessly bloody!
"Heh, the Northern Liao King, huh? What's the use of being king in such a barren place?"
"You can't seriously believe that you alone can stop the progress of the four of us?"
"If you surrender to us now, we might spare your life; otherwise, we won't hesitate to kill you right here."
The lead man sneered at Ye Ling with an arrogant expression, as if Ye Ling was already a lamb to the slaughter.
"You must be seriously ill. Your people invade my holand, kill so many, and you have the audacity to want to submit to you? I truly pity you!"
Ye Ling shook his head, a mocking smile on his lips, and coldly taunted the man.
This comnt utterly infuriated the man, his face instantly contorted with rage: "Seeking death!"
The next mont, he flicked his sleeve, and with a violent sweep of his palm, several gusts of wind whistled towards Ye Ling.
Ye Ling was just about to make a move when suddenly, several powerful auras rushed over from the distance, belonging to Zhan ngqi, Zhe Xiaoyu, Gao Quan, and Ye Jiu.
Whoosh, whoosh!
A line of people arrived before Ye Ling, each one of them exuding a dense aura of murderous intent, their eyes fixed firmly on the mbers of the four major families.
Zhan ngqi held a purple-red long knife in her hand, her eyes filled with cold murderous intent, as were those of Gao Quan and Zhe Xiaoyu, who stood beside her. The weapons in the hands of both won flashed with a blinding cold light.
Murder filled Zhan ngqi's eyes as she said coldly, "Little Ye, we're here to support you. These bastards dare to eye our planet, they're truly seeking death."
Ye Ling nodded and cracked a smile, "Don't worry, this bunch of small fry are nothing to worry about!"
Upon hearing these words, the mbers of the four major families instantly erupted in fury, each one glaring at Ye Ling with teeth clenched.
"Damn you, you dare say we are small fry, damn it, I must kill you today!"
The leading man, enraged, charged with his long spear in hand. His eyes burned like flas, fixed dead on Ye Ling, brimming with murderous intent.
He was the only peak-level Saint realm warrior among the four major families, with the other three being high-level Saints, possessing incredibly fearso strength.
Seeing this man charging at him, Ye Ling's mouth twisted into a slight smirk, revealing a mocking smile.
"Little Ye, leave those three to us. Even though we can't kill them, it shouldn't be a problem to hold them off," said Zhe Xiaoyu, licking her tempting red lips and speaking softly, her tone full of intense confidence as if the opponents were not a match for them at all.
Ye Ling was slightly taken aback, then nodded in agreent.
Zhe Xiaoyu and the others were all mid-level Saints in terms of realm, and in terms of talent, they were monstrous anomalies, so fighting above their level was not a major issue.
The group from the four major families, however, burst out laughing. The way they looked at Zhe Xiaoyu and the others was as if they were looking at fools.
"Heh, how ridiculous, just a few of you trying to hold us off, you must be dreaming!"
"Since you're so eager to die, I will grant you your wish and let you taste what death feels like!"
The Saint realm man sneered viciously, waving his long spear as nurous imposing spear lights swept over the sky like a storm, rolling towards Zhe Xiaoyu and the others.
Gao Quan and the others were no less tenacious, each brandishing their long spears and charging at their foes.
A fierce battle erupted in an instant!
Ye Ling stood still in his original spot, looking on with a nonchalant face. Only when he saw Zhe Xiaoyu and the others were just slightly at a disadvantage did he let out a long sigh of relief.
Then, it was ti for him to turn the tide!
The next mont, Ye Ling's eyes slightly closed as the Spiritual Energy within his body surged wildly.
In the midst of the battle, a cold light flashed by, and the crystal-clear Dragon Bone knife appeared in Ye Ling's hand, radiating a dazzling cold light.
Suddenly, the torrential and vast Spiritual Energy within Ye Ling's body also rapidly converged towards his wrist, and the Dragon Bone knife emitted a chilling cold light.
When the leader of the four major families saw the weapon in Ye Ling's hand, his eyes suddenly sparked with a brilliant light, his face filled with barely concealed excitent.
"A man from a barren land actually holds a rare weapon; it seems this azure planet indeed contains treasures beyond our imagination!"
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