Throne of Seals: White Tiger's Power Lock, I am the God of War

Chapter 68 Those who stand in my way, even with a ten-thousand-strong army, are like ants! [Please check in and subscribe]

Before the dark purple thunder dragon even landed, the destructive aura it carried had already forced the demons on the ground to prostrate themselves, and the caravan guards could even smell the burning smell of their own hair.

The seventh-tier peak demon was enraged when his companion was torn to pieces by Feng Yao.

Long Haochen instinctively shielded Sheng Cai'er behind him, and the holy light emanating from the Holy Sword of Light was like a candle flickering in the wind in front of Lei Long.

Wang Yuanyuan even held the Giant Spirit God's Shield in front of her, causing her spiritual energy layer to fluctuate violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

But Feng Yao let out a long roar, and silver-white battle qi condensed into a solid armor on his body. He gripped the Demon-Slaying Halberd tightly with both hands, and the tip of the halberd pointed directly at the top of the thunder dragon's head.

This low-grade version of the Thunder Dragon is nothing to him.

Moreover, there is an absolute difference in the quality of spiritual energy between the two.

The silver battle aura he released was several times stronger than normal spiritual power, as evidenced by how easily he crushed the Bloodthirsty Demon earlier.

"Too weak!!"

Instead of retreating, he charged towards the Thunder Dragon, each step leaving deep footprints in the ground. The fighting spirit rising from the footprints collided with the lightning of the Thunder Dragon, sparking a sky full of sparks.

"boom--"

The thunder dragon and the battle halberd collided fiercely, and dark purple and silver-white light exploded in mid-air, forming a pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

The violent energy shockwave spread outwards, blasting away demons dozens of feet away and shattering the wooden planks of the transport wagon.

Everyone felt a sharp pain in their eardrums and their vision was swallowed by the bright light. When they finally managed to open their eyes...

Feng Yao remained standing in the same spot, his Demon-Slaying Halberd held firmly in the air.

The seemingly indestructible thunder dragon was now dissipating at a visible speed, its dark purple lightning being annihilated inch by inch by the silver-white battle aura on the halberd.

"How can it be……"

The Golden Bird Demon's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

It could clearly feel that the forbidden technique it had activated at the cost of ten years of its life was being devoured little by little by the opponent's fighting spirit.

Feng Yao exerted force with his arm, thrusting the battle halberd forward, and silver-white battle qi surged into the Thunder Dragon's body like a flood bursting its banks.

"Let me go!"

With a furious roar, the dark purple lightning dragon let out a mournful cry and instantly shattered into a sky full of sparks.

These electric sparks landed on Feng Yao, but they couldn't even penetrate his battle qi armor, only futilely sending up a series of sparks.

Feng Yao flicked away the remaining electricity from his battle halberd, his gaze shooting like a sharp sword at the Golden Bird Demon: "Show me what else you've got."

"Or you will all die!"

Looking at Feng Yao's tall figure and feeling the undiminished fluctuations of his battle aura, the Golden Bird Demon felt despair for the first time.

"Blazing Flames!"

Upon seeing that the Golden Bird Demon's forbidden technique had been broken, the two-headed demonic eagle emitted sharp screechs from both heads simultaneously.

The left side of the head suddenly opened its massive maw, and a ball of pitch-black flames ignited out of thin air. The edges of the flames gleamed with an eerie, ghostly green, and the air itself seemed to melt away wherever it passed.

"Attack together! He can't withstand all of our attacks at once!"

The right head roared, its wings flapping to stir up a sky full of ice shards, which intertwined with the ghostly flames to form a huge net of ice and fire, which descended upon Feng Yao.

At a single command, countless demons launched another attack, their momentum overwhelming.

"Boom!!!"

Faced with these incoming magical attacks, Feng Yao neither dodged nor evaded, but carried his battle halberd on his shoulder, and his silver-white battle aura condensed into a huge white tiger phantom behind him.

"A mere bird dares to show off its meager skills before an expert?"

With a light tap of his toes, his figure transformed into a streak of light, directly crashing into the net of ice and fire and countless attacks. The Demon-Slaying Halberd spun rapidly in his hand, forming a silvery-white vortex. The ghostly flames that touched it were instantly shredded, and the ice shards that struck it were instantly reduced to dust.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Yao broke through the suppression of countless magical attacks, causing chaos and defeat among the demons in his wake. He then charged towards the two-headed demonic eagle with undiminished momentum.

"Crack!"

The moment the halberd pierced through the net, Feng Yao suddenly turned around, the tip of the halberd grazing the left wing of the two-headed demonic eagle.

Those wings, strong enough to withstand seventh-tier magic, were torn apart like paper, and dark green blood spurted out.

The two-headed demonic eagle let out a heart-wrenching scream and tried to flap its wings to escape, but Feng Yao reached out and grabbed its broken wing bone, forcefully pressing it to the ground.

"boom!"

Its enormous body crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Feng Yao stepped on its neck, his battle halberd pointing directly at the golden bird demon: "Now, it's your turn."

"Devil, you are the devil!"

The Golden Bird Demon watched as its companion was helpless against the enemy, its wings trembling violently, and its dark golden pupils filled only with fear.

It suddenly turned to flee, only to see Feng Yao's figure already close behind, his halberd piercing towards its back with a sharp whistling sound.

"Do not--!"

The piercing wail abruptly ceased as the Demon-Slaying Halberd pierced through the Golden Bird Demon's chest, pinning it to the ground.

Dark golden blood flowed down the halberd, forming a strange stream on the ground.

Feng Yao drew his halberd, leaving the two commanders' corpses lying in pools of blood.

He looked up at the still-resisting demon army, and his silvery-white battle aura swept out like a tsunami. Wherever his battle halberd pointed, the demon formation collapsed instantly.

"kill!"

A furious roar echoed across the battlefield as Feng Yao charged into the demonic torrent, wielding his blood-stained halberd.

His figure weaved through the army, each swing of his halberd bringing death with it. Low-ranking demons fell in droves, while high-ranking demons were instantly decapitated upon contact.

Wherever the silvery battle aura passed, corpses piled up like mountains, carving a bloody path through an army of fifty thousand.

From one end to the other, all that remained behind was a devastated battlefield and trembling, surviving soldiers.

When Feng Yao stood at the other end of the battlefield with his halberd, the remaining demons finally collapsed completely, throwing down their weapons and scattering in all directions.

He flicked the blood off his halberd, and his silvery-white battle aura slowly receded, leaving only those words echoing across the battlefield:

"Those who stand in my way, even if they have ten thousand troops, are like ants."

……

"Captain!"

Having witnessed firsthand the utterly overwhelming battle, Wang Yuanyuan, Long Haochen, and the others had a strange look in their eyes.

In their view, Feng Yao's battles were extremely bloody, and he could even be described as a killing god on the battlefield.

But their opponents were the demons who had plunged humanity into a dark age, so they naturally felt that this was the right thing to do.

At this moment, they deeply felt their own insignificance and the true strength of Feng Yao!
Clearly, Fengyao had been mindful of his team members and hadn't shown this side of himself before.

"What are you daydreaming about? Send a few people to collect the spoils!"

"Oh, here they come, Commander!"

Feng Yao's voice drifted over, and Long Haochen and the others seemed to wake from a dream. Lin Xin hurriedly ran over to collect the spoils of war.

(End of this chapter)