156: All were killed, and the whole audience was shocked

Then, he spread his arms, rapidly swinging the Double Whip in his hands.

Around him, countless whip shadows danced, dazzling the eyes.

In a flash, Yuchi Gong, holding the Double Whip, passed through Gabriel and the others, stopping a short distance away.

Countless heads flew into the sky, and the bodies of Gabriel and the others crashed down.

They were utterly defenseless, not even seeing Yuchi Gong's movements clearly.

Gabriel, along with the other four Half-elf Lords and the remaining five Half-elf Generals, died directly under Yuchi Gong's Double Whip Continuous Dance.

...

After the Mechanical Clan's side was baptized by the Curse Warlock's Thunder Punishment Talisman, only Mechanical Thirty and three Machine Generals remained.

“Revenge.”

“Revenge.”

...

At this moment, although they only had one Half-elf Lord, three Half-elf Generals, and dozens of Mechanical Soldiers left.

Their mechanical minds were already in disarray, thinking only of revenge.

“You want revenge, but unfortunately, you have no chance.”

Luo Cheng, holding a long spear, rushed over from a distance like an arrow, thrusting his spear.

Like a dragonfly touching the water, he merely tapped four times in succession on Mechanical Thirty and the three Machine Generals.

One tap for each.

Mechanical Thirty and the three Machine Generals only felt a momentary blur before their eyes, not even reacting.

Their Mechanical Hearts were directly pierced, and they fell to the ground on the spot, ceasing operation.

...

“This... Get out of the way. As long as you let us go today, we will never be enemies with Yang Qianhun.”

Bu Tian saw Xiahou Dun, clad in his Violent Armor, blocking their retreat path, his face extremely grim, as he spoke with resentment.

Behind him, the five Half-elf Lords and nine Half-elf Generals did not dare to act rashly, fearing to enrage the Half-elf General before them.

“Yang said, leave no one alive. Come on.”

Xiahou Dun said coldly, holding his long spear and lunging at Bu Tian and the others.

“If Yang Qianhun dares to kill me, he will be an enemy of our Half-elf Race. My clansmen will not let him go. Everyone, attack together and kill him.”

Bu Tian's face flushed with anger, his words full of threat, but the other party completely ignored him, so he could only order everyone to go up and deal with Xiahou Dun together.

“Kill him.”

The five Half-elf Lords and nine Half-elf Generals simultaneously gripped their long swords and charged at Xiahou Dun.

Fourteen long swords simultaneously struck Xiahou Dun's Violent Armor, but it felt like striking a copper wall and iron barrier.

No matter how hard the five Half-elf Lords and nine Half-elf Generals exerted themselves, they could not pierce even half an inch.

Instead, bang, bang, bang...

Faint explosions echoed on their bodies.

The five Half-elf Lords and nine Half-elf Generals were actually wounded by the rebound, with blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths.

Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah...

The five Half-elf Lords and nine Half-elf Generals simultaneously let out a scream, their faces already contorted.

Due to Xiahou Dun's Violent Armor, they were injured by their own attacks.

Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff...

Xiahou Dun's long spear thrust out like a phantom, successively tapping the chests of the five Half-elf Lords and nine Half-elf Generals.

Blood gushed from the wounds, and the chests of the five Half-elf Lords and nine Half-elf Generals were directly pierced by Xiahou Dun's long spear.

They fell straight to the ground, lifeless.

“This...”

Only Bu Tian remained, his face filled with terror, so frightened by Xiahou Dun's strength that he couldn't utter a single word.

Puff...

Bu Tian looked down to see the long spear piercing his chest, and a sense of powerlessness rose throughout his body.

A heavy drowsiness filled his entire brain, and as Xiahou Dun's long spear was pulled out.

Bu Tian's eyes closed, and he crashed to the ground, lifeless.

...

The remaining scattered forces of Gabriel's side, Tiger Might's side, Bu Tian's side, and Mechanical Thirty's side were all annihilated under the encirclement of the Double Halberd Guards, Magic Wolf Knights, Death Warriors, Sword Saint Guards, Shadow Guard, and other troop types.

In this battle, Yang Qianhun's side achieved a great victory, suffering no losses of Soldiers, with only dozens of Death Warriors injured.

However, under the healing of the recovery pill, their wounds quickly recovered.

The hundreds of Half-elf Lords watching the battle from a thousand miles away were also grateful that they had not rashly approached the valley entrance, otherwise, they might have died at Yang Qianhun's hands.

But what they feared more was Yang Qianhun's strength; they hadn't expected that the four forces, despite their large numbers, would all be wiped out by Yang Qianhun in a single encounter, without any ability to resist.

“Holy crap, is this the rumored Yang Qianhun? I heard before that he single-handedly annihilated a hundred thousand Orc army. I didn't believe it at first, but seeing it today, he truly lives up to his reputation.”

An Dwarf Race Lord hidden a thousand miles away looked at Yang Qianhun and the others, muttering to himself.

“I didn't expect this Yang Qianhun to grow to such an extent. His treasures are strong, and his overall strength is also terrifying. Could his realm have already reached Spirit General Rank? Otherwise, how could he kill those Orc and Mechanical Clan members like chickens? It's too terrifying. If I see him in the future, I need to run faster.”

An Elf Race Lord hidden a thousand miles away looked at Yang Qianhun and the others, muttering to himself.

“I didn't expect Yang to be so ruthless, even killing Half-elf Lords who are of the same race. Luckily, I'm not greedy, otherwise, I might have been gone too. I really don't know how Yang cultivates; his Half-elf Generals are ridiculously strong, and how can his Soldiers also be so incredibly strong?”

A Half-elf Lord hidden a thousand miles away looked at Yang Qianhun and the others, muttering to himself.

“Seventy to eighty thousand people just disappeared like that. Luckily, I was smart enough to observe from the side. Otherwise, going out to support would have been pointless. Unless Tiger Thousand Li and Hu Bairi personally make a move, no one can defeat this Yang Qianhun. The Lion Tribe probably also needs to make a move to be safe.”

An Orc Lord hidden a thousand miles away looked at Yang Qianhun and the others, muttering to himself.

“Damn it, they called me over to support, but they were calling me over to die. Who can stop this kind of world-destroying strength? If this Yang Qianhun is not killed early and allowed to grow, it will definitely be a disaster for our Orc Race.”

An Orc Lord hidden a thousand miles away looked at Yang Qianhun and the others, muttering to himself.

...

“Yang, can we kill those rats in the distance?”

Pei Yuanqing, his face still showing a lack of satisfaction, clearly not having had enough of the recent battle, asked Yang Qianhun.

“They have already gone far away; there's no need to waste time chasing them. Later, you all block the valley entrance. If anyone dares to approach, just kill them.”

Yang Qianhun glanced into the distance. Those hidden Half-elf Lords were already slowly retreating, not even daring to approach the valley entrance.

He paused and continued, “The battle at the valley entrance is not over; it has just begun. Those Orcs are probably rushing here right now.”