Chapter 1686: Killing the Grand Commander

Moving back and forth, the clone, Golden Source Cauldron, Demonic Mysterious Blade, and Dragon Bone Divine Spear were all hidden among the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

In less than ten minutes, no fewer than several hundred alien clansmen above the ninth level of the Saint Domain had died by his hand.

All the black-armored commanders are dead...

After circling around three times and finding that all the black-armored commanders and generals had been killed, Zhang Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Having cultivated the Saint-Sealing Solution and used Confucius's superior breakthrough method to advance to Great Saint, his internal true energy was virtually inexhaustible. Coupled with the chaos of the crowd and his excellent disguise skills, anyone he encountered was almost certainly doomed.

The total number of black-armored men killed in mutual combat was less than a third of those who died by his hand.

Now it's truly chaotic...

Without the command of these commanders and generals, both sides had completely descended into chaos. On the battlefield of a hundred thousand men, someone was killed every second.

From the beginning until now, by conservative estimate, at least over twenty thousand alien clansmen had died in the melee.

The main ones are these two. If they don't die, these people will eventually cease fighting...

Stopping, Zhang Xuan looked up into the air.

At this moment, Wumu and Boxin were still fighting. The two were evenly matched and knew each other's strengths well. After fighting for so long, both were injured, but neither had been killed.

As long as these two didn't die, given their status and position, they would surely call a halt.

Able to hold the position of Grand Commander, they were certainly not foolish. They had been very angry just now, but after fighting for a while, they would inevitably calm down and sense that something was wrong.

Especially... when they discovered that all the black-armored commanders were dead, even a fool would know they had been set up.

I must kill one before they react...

With a flash of his eyes, he was thinking of a good plan when he heard Wumu's voice from the air.

"Boxin, if we fight again, it will be hard to decide the winner. Let's call it a day. I will remember today's grudge..." Wumu shook his broadsword, blocking the opponent's spear, and said loudly.

"I will remember too..." Boxin nodded.

The two were evenly matched, fighting fiercely, unable to spare any attention to observe the outside situation. At this moment, they still did not know that their subordinates had been nearly wiped out.

If they knew, they would surely spit out a mouthful of old blood and fall from the sky.

"Don't remember, Great Commander. Kill him now, or how can we face our fallen brothers..."

Before Boxin could finish his words, he saw one of his subordinates fly over, thrusting his spear straight at Wumu not far away.

"Huamuzhe, you..."

Boxin recognized the man as one of his subordinates, who had just reached the early stage of the Immortal Realm, far weaker than Wumu.

"Consider this my defiance of your orders. He has slaughtered so many of my brothers. Even if I die at his hands today, I must take revenge..."

The spear in Huamuzhe's hand trembled incessantly.

Wumu was about to go mad.

This guy said he would die at his hands, but in reality... damn it, he simply couldn't withstand the attack, right?

This fool—he had inquired about him before, and he had always been mediocre. How had he suddenly become so ferocious?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The spear moved faster and faster. Wumu kept retreating. Huamuzhe gritted his teeth: "Great Commander, let's kill him together..."

"This..."

Boxin hesitated.

Although he was furious to see his subordinates die before him, the other party was one of Chen Linghuang's men. If he died here today, the alliance would be out of the question.

"Huamuzhe, I understand your feelings. Let's discuss killing him later..."

He couldn't help but say.

Before the words faded, he saw Hua Muzhe before him suddenly accelerate, moving like a teleport, charging forward. At the same moment, the spatial fluctuations around Wumu ceased, as if sealed by some special force.

Then, a soul attack swept over. Wumu, already injured and exhausted, couldn't withstand so many tactics. His pupils contracted, and he saw the spear tip growing larger, about to pierce his throat.

"You are not... Hua Muzhe!"

Boom!

Just then, a furious roar sounded, followed by a spear rushing forward rapidly, striking the tip of Hua Muzhe's spear.

Bang!

The forces clashed, and the latter's spear immediately broke apart.

Clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter!

The sealed space shattered, and Wumu stumbled back several steps, sweat pouring down.

Had it not been for Bo Xin's timely rescue at the last moment, he would surely have been pierced through the throat and died instantly.

"Who exactly are you... Could it be that you also killed those people earlier?"

Having repelled Hua Muzhe with a single spear strike, Bo Xin gripped his spear, staring intently at this 'subordinate' before him, gritting his teeth.

He knew exactly what this subordinate's strength was, but this one directly displayed three special True Interpretations, something even he couldn't do. If he still couldn't tell it was a fake, he would truly be blind!

Knowing he was a fake, combined with what had happened before, how could he not understand what was going on!

He never expected that the two most powerful commanders of the Spirit Clan had been toyed with by one person without even realizing it.

"I killed them..."

Seeing that he had been exposed, Hua Muzhe shook his head, and with a flicker of his body, transformed into a young man.

It was Zhang Xuan.

He had thought that by killing one, the remaining one would be easy to handle. Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, he was exposed and recognized.

In fact, if he had used the Dragon Bone Divine Spear earlier, even if this Wumu had discovered it, it would have been too late. But... to avoid revealing his identity, he used Hua Muzhe's weapon, which lacked power, allowing the other to block it and save a life.

"Die!"

Seeing that it was indeed a disguise, Bo Xin flew into a rage, unable to contain himself any longer. He shook his spear.

"Take this strike!"

Wumu also reacted at this moment. Thinking that he had been toyed with by such a young man, suffering heavy losses, he was so furious he felt like exploding. His blade flashed like lightning as he slashed fiercely.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The spear and blade rolled down together. Although they had not practiced coordination beforehand, as soldiers, they had long ingrained the art of combined attacks into their bones. As they struck simultaneously, Zhang Xuan retreated repeatedly.

The Dragon Bone Divine Spear appeared in his palm, and he hurriedly met the attack.

Although both of these men were injured and exhausted, they were still figures close to the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm. When they joined forces, Zhang Xuan found it hard to withstand.

"I underestimated them after all..."

Feeling the increasing pressure, Zhang Xuan's mouth turned bitter.

He had thought that by killing one, the remaining would be easy to deal with. Unexpectedly, he hadn't killed a single one and was instead besieged.

If this continued, even with his many tricks, he would be in a sorry state.

Consequently, his plan to deal with these alien spirits would fail.

After retreating seven or eight steps, just as he was thinking of what tactic to use, he saw the heads of Wumu and Bo Xin explode simultaneously, and then a figure appeared before him.

"I told you earlier, just kill them with one punch... But you wouldn't listen!"

With his hands behind his back, the doppelgänger looked indifferent.