As the military advisor of the Chu State, it was not without him that he had besieged and killed a third-class innate realm powerhouse in previous battles, but like the Baiyun City Lord, it was the first time he had encountered an innate realm powerhouse whose single strength had reached such a terrifying level.

You must know that in this Southern Tang Kingdom, including the Chu Kingdom and the Wu Kingdom, the strongest martial artists in the past were also third-class innate realms. Tang Emperor Ancestor, and even Chu Emperor Ancestor before breaking through were only third-rank peak cultivators. The second-class innate realm can be said to be the most powerful existence, even if it is placed in the Central Plains martial arts, it can be regarded as a master-level level, let alone among the third-class small countries in this Xinjiang.

However, although the second-class innate realm is powerful, it actually has a limit.

"It's strange, why is his offensive still so ferocious, it stands to reason that the true yuan power should be almost consumed, right?" Chu Huangzu, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, frowned, and his eyes were full of surprise, "He should be pretending to be calm, right?" Forget it, I'll wait a little longer, he will be pretending for a while at most, and he will show fatigue!"

Because Ye Xing's iron fist had impressed him too much before, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, hesitated again and again, but he still didn't dare to make a move, and was ready to wait and see for a while. When Ye Xing's true yuan power was exhausted and exhausted, he took the opportunity to make a move, so that he could kill Ye Xing with full certainty.

However, in the following time, the face of Chu Huangzu, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, changed again and again, shocked, shocked, and panicked, until the whole person's eyes were filled with extreme horror.

Three thousand three hundred people—

Three thousand, six hundred people—

Four thousand seven hundred people—

"Five...... Five thousand people, Imperial Ancestor, our army has already lost five thousand people!" said the middle-aged man in the long shirt of the Chu State Army Division with a sad face. Apparently things have turned out completely beyond his expectations. In the past, when the ironclad army was used to encircle and kill the enemy's innate realm powerhouse, at most, five or six hundred people would die to kill the opponent's innate realm. However, now the elite army of Chu State, the ironclad army, has directly killed 5,000 people, and the loss of more than half of it has been ten times that of the past, and the most important thing is that it has not killed the other party. Although the second-rank innate realm masters are very powerful, and their strength far exceeds that of the third-rank innate realm, the ironclad army that lost 5,000 people in battle is still too tragic and terrifying. That is the ironclad army built by the Chu State with a lot of money, every soldier is a martial artist at the level of the Martial Dao Sixfold Realm or even the Martial Dao Sevenfold Realm, belonging to the elite of the elite, the ace-level army, but now more than half of them have died.

There is no doubt that no matter whether or not the White Cloud City Lord can be killed in the future, this ironclad army of the Chu State will be completely abolished, and even if it is replenished to enter, its combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly reduced.

As the military advisor of the Chu State, the heart of the middle-aged man in a long shirt at this moment can be said to be dripping blood. Even the hand that shook the goose feather fan trembled slightly.

"Again...... Wait, wait!" The old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, was also very uncalm in his heart, his face was nervous and worried, and his voice trembled: "Old ...... Old man, I don't believe that he can continue to be so violent, always when he is exhausted, and when he is exhausted, he will ...... It's the time of his death—"

"Five thousand five hundred...... 6,000 people...... 6,500 people...... It's not good, the heart of our ironclad army is about to collapse!"

The middle-aged man in the long robe of the Chu State Army Division turned extremely pale, and said in a screamed horror.

Although the ironclad army of the Chu State was the elite of a hundred battles, but in the case of more than half of the casualties, it was finally on the verge of collapse, and they all looked at it in fear, and they stood still, no longer as fierce and brave as just now.

After all, when faced with the enemy, they are brave and good at fighting. In the face of a powerful enemy, as the elite of a hundred battles, they still dare to fight to the death. However, when they faced an enemy who could not be killed, their fighting spirit collapsed in an instant, and no one was willing to make that senseless sacrifice and stupidly send them to death.

Fear and panic permeate the battlefield. The remaining three or four thousand ironclad soldiers all looked at the blue-robed short-haired young man in the center of the field with horrified eyes. In their eyes, the smiling blue-robed and short-haired young man was a terrifying demon king. Although they were heavily surrounded, no one dared to take the initiative to step forward, and if it weren't for the military order, they really wanted to turn around and run.

"Impossible...... This is impossible, even a second-rank peak innate realm cannot kill so many people in one go!" The dark gold dragon robed old man Chu Huangzu lost his eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he muttered dumbly, a huge sense of frustration invaded.

"Freak...... This Baiyun City Lord is a freak and a demon, and he can't stop it, I'm afraid that no amount of army can stop him. The old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, looked panicked and said: "Run, run away, he will definitely chase and kill if he stays here!"

As soon as the words fell, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, immediately turned around and quickly launched light skills and fled towards the bottom of Baiyun Mountain.

......

The battlefield in the distance, surrounded by heavy ironclad armies.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The remaining 3,000 or so ironclad soldiers were completely ravaged unilaterally under Ye Xing's fists. It became Ye Xing's meat target sandbag for Ye Xing to practice boxing.

"Haha, happy! This kind of straight-to-straight, fist-to-flesh feeling is cool! This Shaolin King Kong Fist is extremely strong, and the power is still very great, but it is a little slower to kill people!" Ye Xinglang laughed, in the continuous actual combat practice, the realm of "King Kong Fist" has finally stepped into the entry level, and is approaching the realm of Xiaocheng.

Ye Xing had a lot of fun.

He was using the Iron Armor Army to practice the "King Kong Fist" boxing technique, and suddenly, Ye Xing's eyes moved slightly, and his cold gaze looked at the back of Chu Huangzu, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe who was fleeing in the distance.

For the dark gold dragon robe old man Chu Huangzu, Ye Xing had been paying attention to it just now. After all, this time he rushed into the army of the Chu State, and the real target that Ye Xing wanted to hunt down was the Chu Emperor Ancestor.

Chu Huangzu is a master of the second-class innate realm, if he escapes. In case he brought troops to attack the city again next time, if Ye Xing happened to be not in Baiyun City, then Baiyun City would be in danger. Therefore, it is necessary to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and only by killing the ancestor of Chu Huangzu can we prevent it from happening.

Just now, the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, had been staying in the Chinese army camp of the Chu army and watching here, so Ye Xing was not in a hurry to kill him. Instead, he accompanied the Iron Armor Army to play slowly, and by the way, he honed the "King Kong Fist" boxing technique that he had just practiced, killing two birds with one stone.

However, as the ironclad army of the Chu State continued to die, the number of casualties increased, and the old man in the dark gold dragon robe, Chu Huangzu, was obviously frightened, and turned around and fled directly.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Ye Xing retracted his playfulness, and an astonishing chill swept in his indifferent gaze.

"Boom!"

A sword roared clearly, as clear as a dragon.

The ghostly light sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and the terrifying murderous aura escaped, with Ye Xing as the center, within a radius of dozens of zhang, just like the battlefield of Shura, full of a murderous aura.

"Whew!"

The green robe was flying, and the next moment, Ye Xing moved.