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Chapter 119. Are there enough of you? I'm afraid there won't be enough to kill
The fist force used shields, spears, the soldiers' bodies, and even the earth as a medium. It directly ignored the obstruction of the shields and exploded in the phalanx of soldiers.

The fist force like a grenade exploded in the crowd, instantly shattering countless limbs and arms.

The rotten flesh on the corpse was flying all over the place, without a trace of blood, perhaps because all the blood had been drained out at the time of death.

The explosion of the corpse did not make Mo Hao's face look any better, because as the rotten flesh splattered everywhere, it was like a garbage bag being smashed, and the stench became stronger and stronger.

A blood-colored shield appeared around his body, blocking the scattered pieces of rotten flesh. After a round of bombardment from the Axe Fist, Mo Hao's situation of being surrounded did not improve much.

Instead, more bodies were awakened.

They picked up their weapons, raised their shields, and formed a line to attack Mo Hao.

Even though the soldiers were wearing clothes from different camps and were mortal enemies when they were alive, they now joined forces to eliminate Mo Hao.

There was silent silence. Mo Hao slowly clenched his fists, and a phantom ghost holding a knife appeared behind him.

The two sides confronted each other, silently but with murderous intent. No one knew where the hatred came from, and the fight would not stop until one side was killed.

"what!"

With a sneer, his eyes were dyed with a violent red, and then the bloody figure rushed into the enemy camp, stirring up a storm of slaughter.

[Dragon Flag] appeared in his hand. After the ten-foot-long flag was attached with fist force, it became a deadly weapon that would hurt anyone who touched it and kill anyone who touched it.

Holding the flag in both hands, he spun it toward the sky, clearing a space of about ten feet in diameter around him.

When the [Dragon Flag] smashed the soldiers, gray-white steam-like things emerged from the broken bodies and were absorbed by the flag as soon as they appeared.

The phantom ghost took a look at the [Dragon Flag], as if realizing something, then swung his knife and cut five or six soldiers in front of him in half, then opened his mouth and sucked fiercely.

He actually sucked the ferocious war ghost out of the corpse and swallowed it into his stomach.

The military souls and war ghosts who died on the battlefield are different from any other souls. Their evil aura is far beyond ordinary ones. After death, they will not enter reincarnation or the six paths of reincarnation. They can only wander between heaven and earth, forever and ever without rebirth.

They were all washed away by the evil spirit of war when they were alive, and their minds were shattered by the endless evil spirit when they died on the battlefield. All that remained was the obsession to kill the enemy and the instinctive resentment towards the living.

Ordinary means are simply not able to dissolve the evil spirit of the military soul and war ghost, but in front of the [Dragon Flag] and the phantom ghost, these evil spirits are not only harmless, but are constantly plundered by them as if they were some kind of tonic.

Mo Hao thought that the [Soul Furnace] should be able to refine these enemies, but before he could take action, dozens of soldiers around him had been killed, and the wronged souls on the battlefield had been swallowed by the phantom ghost.

After swallowing so many wronged souls, not only did the ghostly aura of the phantom ghost suddenly surge, but the protective gear on his limbs also began to emit blue sparks.

"Tsk, if other people find out about this ability, I'm afraid they'll think I'm a demon."

Mo Hao has a good understanding of himself. He knows that the two of them, a man and a ghost, are not good people. They plunder the blood of living people and devour the souls of phantom ghosts.

He looked at the Phantom Ghost and didn't need to ask any questions. The Phantom Ghost's appearance at this moment clearly showed that he had gained a lot of benefits after swallowing dozens of war ghosts.

This made Mo Hao somewhat excited, and he planned to see how many war ghosts could be raised in this place, and throw them all to the phantom ghost as a supplement.

As soon as this thought came into my mind, a strong wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth.

This wind is not an ordinary wind, but a gloomy wind.

A dark and cold wind swept across the earth, bringing with it countless violent and fierce thoughts that came like huge waves, and the temperature of the earth dropped tenfold in an instant.

Where the chilly wind blew, the stones on the ground crackled with cold air; even the granite was cracked and swept up into the sky by the strong wind.

Brutal and ferocious thoughts suddenly surged into Mo Hao's mind.

Heads piled up like mountains, blood flowed like rivers, and the land was barren for thousands of miles!

The tragic scenes of fighting on the battlefield emerged in Mo Hao's mind. The boundless murderous aura left tiny wounds on his body like a sharp blade.

"Hmph!" Mo Hao rolled up the Dragon Flag, and immediately absorbed the gusts of resentful and sinister wind into the flag. The patterns on the pure black flag began to become blurred, and unknown changes occurred again.

Then he looked into the distance and saw billowing smoke in the distance, and something was approaching this place rapidly.

"go!"

Without any hesitation, Mo Hao took back the phantom ghost and then ran in the opposite direction.

Judging from the rising smoke and dust, that army had at least several thousand cavalrymen. The evil spirits on those cavalrymen turned into a pitch-black canopy, blocking out the sunlight in the sky.

If the dozens of soldiers killed just now were considered auxiliary troops, then those thousands of abnormally fast cavalry were definitely the main force or even the elite. Judging from their momentum, they were even stronger than the Khan's personal guards that he had brought with him.

It would be extremely unwise to engage in a head-on confrontation with such elite cavalry in an open area.

Mo Hao ran as fast as a fire wheel, and at the same time he kept observing his surroundings, trying to find some buildings or city walls to block the charge of the cavalry.

As long as he avoids the first round of cavalry charge, it will be Mo Hao's turn from then on, and it will always be his turn.

Cavalry without speed are just lambs to be slaughtered.

But among the cavalrymen who had already launched the charge, no one was willing to be the first wall to withstand the charge.

However, after running for a long time, they did not find any buildings. The cavalry even gradually increased their speed, narrowing the distance between the two sides.

Finally, Mo Hao realized that if he continued to run, he would be caught up, so he made up his mind to stop and face the cavalry that launched a group charge.

The white steam from Mo Hao's hands became thicker and thicker, and then he roared and punched the ground with both fists.

bang bang bang bang...

Seeing this scene, the cavalry commander felt that Mo Hao was unable to run, or he had run out of tricks.

But soon the group of cavalrymen understood why the other party did what they did. Mo Hao was not trying to dig a hole, but to conduct his own power through the earth.

The fist force suddenly burst out from the ground, pierced the warhorse's abdomen, and then exploded violently before anyone could react.

The cavalry had to face not just one punch, but countless punches bursting up from the ground like fountains.

Axe-fist energy·anger!
Or you can call it: Energy Fountain MAX!

After calculation, it exploded right in the center of the cavalry.

Explosions, explosions, the continuous explosions not only stopped the cavalry's charge, but also caused the greatest casualties.

After all, after a cavalry charge, they can't just stop.

After forcibly stopping the cavalry's charge, Mo Hao launched a counterattack directly towards the cavalry.

"Are there enough of you?"

Along with the question came a fist that came down like a heavy axe, smashing the head of the enemy who was charging in the front into pieces.

Judging from the decorations and armor on this enemy, he is most likely an officer.

But Mo Hao didn't care much about this. He killed the enemy without even any hesitation, stirring up a bloody whirlwind of destruction.

"Otherwise I'm afraid you won't be enough for me to kill!!!"

Thanks to [The Lonely Crown of Sin] for the reward.

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(End of this chapter)