Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start.

Chapter 236 Youxiong's Great Defeat Leads to Bai Jian's Death

Suddenly, Chi You waved his hand, and the sound of war drums behind him changed abruptly.

Chi You's eighty-one sworn brothers all looked up and gave Chi You a look, no longer entangled with the main force of Xuanyuan, but instead split into more than a dozen groups and kept charging into the Youxiong army formation.

Soon, Duan Xiu, who ranked first among Chi You's sworn brothers, caught Bai Jian's attention.

"Whose general is that? He's so brave!"

"The vanguard leader is Duan Xiu, the sworn brother of the leader of the Jiuli tribe."

Bai Jian's face darkened. "Everyone, come with me and charge over there to kill him, otherwise our hard-earned military formation will be destroyed by him sooner or later."

The Xiong army places great importance on military formations. Once the formations are broken, the army's combat effectiveness will decrease by at least 30%.

His subordinates quickly grabbed Bai Jian, "Vanguard, let us go."

Bai Jian roared in anger, "I am the vanguard, it is my duty to charge into battle, how can I possibly retreat in the face of battle? Besides, besides me, who among you is his match?"

After Bai Jian finished speaking, he personally led the elite troops of the Youxiong Army to attack him, preparing to carry out a decapitation operation.

When Duan Xiu saw Bai Jian charging towards him, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

Speed ​​is of the essence in warfare, especially for the elite troops led by Bai Jian.

In just a few dozen breaths, Bai Jian had already rushed in front of Duan Xiu.

He gently pulled on the reins, and his horse neighed and leaped high into the air, using the momentum of its dive to directly press down on Duan Xiu.

The heavy, golden-backed broadsword, carrying immense force, slammed down.

Duan Xiu was on the Iron-Eating Beast, but he had already gathered his strength and raised the Bagua Xuanhua Great Axe above his head to block.

There was a loud bang, as if two small metal mountains had collided.

Duan Xiu felt a terrifying, relentless force surging towards him, a piercing pain welling up inside him, as if his hand was being torn apart, and he was uncontrollably thrown backward.

In contrast, Bai Jian seemed completely unaffected. When he saw that Duan Xiu had blocked the attack, he even showed a hint of surprise on his face.

However, this moment of surprise was fleeting, and he once again charged at Duan Xiu with the tiger-backed golden sword.

In just a few dozen rounds, Duan Xiu had already reached an extremely dangerous situation.

At this moment, Duanxiu suddenly raised his head, a ferocious smile on his face, "Bai Jian, you're dead."

Bai Jian was startled and quickly looked around, only to see that the elite Xuanyuan soldiers who were following him had fallen one after another.

There were fewer than ten people left with him, while waves of Jiuli generals surged in from all directions, surrounding them completely.

Bai Jian knew something was wrong and spurred his horse to break through the encirclement.

But it was too late. Duan Xiu, wielding the Bagua Xuanhua Giant Axe, slashed from behind. Swords and blades flashed from all directions, rushing towards Bai Jian all at once.

Even though Bai Jian was brave and invincible, he could only barely hold on for a few dozen rounds against the fearless and wounded fighting style of so many Jiuli generals. He was defeated and fell off his horse, breathless, his clothes soaked in blood.

Duan Xiu beheaded Bai Jian, spurred his horse, and shouted, "Bai Jian is dead! Bai Jian is dead!"

Bai Jian was the vanguard and the most powerful general under the Xuanyuan clan. His death immediately caused the morale of the Xuanyuan army to collapse.

Chi You, on the other hand, was greatly encouraged and immediately ordered the Jiuli generals to begin attacking the Xuanyuan tribe's army formation.

Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi were extremely anxious and intensified their efforts to continuously urge the spiritual treasures to attack Yaoshi and Maitreya.

But the Medicine Master and Maitreya were in no way inferior, holding Guang Chengzi and the other man back so that they had no way to use their strength.

On the battlefield, in just a quarter of an hour, the Xuanyuan tribe's army began to crumble, showing signs of utter defeat.

"Damn it, I've lost one of my best generals!"

Xuanyuan gritted his teeth and issued the order to withdraw his troops.

The Xuanyuan clan withdrew their troops. They came with a million soldiers, but when they left, they had less than 600,000 left, nearly half of their forces were lost.

Apart from those who died in battle, the rest were either captured on the battlefield or trampled to death.

On the battlefield, seeing his own forces achieve a great victory, Chi You was neither arrogant nor did he press his advantage. Instead, he withdrew his troops and cleaned up the battlefield.

Although the Jiuli tribe won this battle, it was only a Pyrrhic victory.

They arrived with an elite army of 600,000, but now only 400,000 remain, suffering heavy losses as well.

In addition to these, they also captured more than 50,000 people from the Youxiong tribe.

With both sides withdrawing their troops, the first major battle for supremacy came to an end!

"Buzz!"

In the endless river of humanity, the fortunes of humanity surged, and a stream of light fell into the Jiuli tribe.

In an instant, the fortune of Jiuli began to rise steadily, while the fortune of Youxiong actually began to decline!

In terms of proportions, before the first major battle, the two sides were evenly matched.

After the first battle for supremacy, Xuanyuan Can suffered a crushing defeat, and Jiuli emerged victorious, thus becoming the Four-Six.

As the first great battle for supremacy came to an end, the myriad races of the primordial world couldn't help but discuss among themselves.

"Hiss, the Youxiong tribe was taught by the Chan sect, yet they were defeated by the Jiuli tribe."

"The Jiuli tribe was guided by the West, doesn't that mean the Western religion is superior to the Chan religion?"

"Shh, be quiet! You dare not speak ill of the sage!"

In the West, at the sacred land of Sumeru, Zhunti watched the flow of human fortune, his face beaming with joy, and he laughed heartily.

"Senior brother, the Pharmacist and the others did a great job! If they come a few more times, they'll definitely be able to annex the Xuanyuan tribe. That Yuanshi always thought he was superior and looked down on everyone, but I never expected that the disciples he taught would all be a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Jieyin smiled and said, "Don't be impatient. We're only in the lead for now. There's still a tough battle ahead."

"This time we've lost so much face, I wonder what kind of expression that old man Yuanshi on Kunlun Mountain has."

Zhunti couldn't help but chuckle. Among all the saints, Yuanshi looked down on him the most, and he also disliked Yuanshi the most.

We're all saints, so why pretend? Just because you're the authentic Pangu doesn't make you superior.

The disciples they trained were all useless, one after another.

They are not even as good as the disciples he taught in the barren lands of the West.

After a moment of contemplation, Jieyin said, "Yuanshi is the most cunning. After this crushing defeat, he will surely send his disciples down the mountain again. We in the West should also send some reinforcements."

Zhunti replied cheerfully, "I am fortunate to have the power to help Ksitigarbha and the others by going down the mountain."

From the Jade Turtle Island in the East China Sea, within the Biyou Palace, came the hearty laughter of the Tongtian Sect Leader.

"That's satisfying! So this is all the skill the disciples of the Chan Sect have? How can they compare to my Jie Sect?"

Since moving to Jin'ao Island, Tongtian has been in a bad mood every single day.

Seeing the Jie Sect grow stronger than the Chan Sect day by day, I couldn't have been happier.

In the Jade Void Palace of the Kunlun Holy Land, Yuanshi's face was ashen.

He never expected that the Youxiong tribe would suffer a crushing defeat at the hands of the Jiuli tribe!

The Youxiong tribe suffered a crushing defeat, and so did its noodles. From now on, wouldn't the Chan sect be even inferior to the Western sect?

It took Yuanshi a full half-day to recover before his complexion returned to normal. He then summoned the Antarctic Immortal and the Golden Immortals to the Jade Void Palace.

"We pay our respects to our teacher."

Ju Liusun and the other ten Golden Immortals looked uneasy, clearly having also heard about the glorious achievements of the Youxiong tribe.

The Old Man of the South Pole remained calm and collected, seemingly unconcerned and indifferent to the matter.

Only Ran Deng was secretly pleased. Guang Chengzi and the others were still too young; they deserved this defeat. If he were given this task...

He definitely did a better and more outstanding job than Guang Chengzi and the others!

Yuanshi didn't even glance at the assembled Golden Immortals, but instead called out, "Burning the Lamp."

(End of this chapter)