Legendary Armament Canon

"It's time, General. Retreat!" a Great Zhao soldier roared, covered in blood.

"Retreat!" Bai Qiancheng gritted his teeth and shot out hundreds of sword beams with his sword, forcing the group of demonic beasts in front of him back.

His armor was red with blood, and even his white hair was blood red. It was unknown if the blood was his or the enemies'.

In just 15 minutes, more than half of Great Zhao's army had been killed. If not for the sword in the air blocking the first-rank demonic beasts, Great Zhao's army, including Bai Qiancheng, would have been completely wiped out.

When he tried to block the enemies, Bai Qiancheng realized how big the gap between him and Zhou Shu was.

He had led thousands of elite soldiers to stop them for only 15 minutes, but they couldn't hold on anymore.

But Zhou Shu alone had blocked the million-strong Demon Realm army for an hour.

Originally, Bai Qiancheng hadn't experienced this difficulty personally. But now, he had a profound admiration for Zhou Shu.

Boom!

A sword beam descended from the sky and blasted a huge pit several meters wide on the ground.

The Longevity Sword flew in front of Bai Qiancheng. Countless sword beams suddenly shot out from its body, saving the remaining Great Zhao soldiers.

After the eruption, the Longevity Sword seemed to become a little weak. The sword hummed and flew unsteadily in the direction of the Ten Nations army.

After all, Bai Qiancheng was a veteran general. When an opportunity appeared, he naturally wouldn't miss it.

"Retreat!" Bai Qiancheng shouted.

The remaining Great Zhao army followed behind Bai Qiancheng. They activated the last of their spiritual essence and ran forward.

When they came from the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament battlefield, Great Zhao's army still had more than 10,000 soldiers. The first time they broke out, more than 2,000 people died.

Now, there were less than 3,000 Great Zhao soldiers left.

With so many casualties, this army was considered useless on ordinary battlefields.

But now, the grieving soldiers would definitely be defeated. Great Zhao's army, which only had 3,000 people left, still didn't lose their will to fight.

They gritted their teeth and ran forward like hungry wolves.

Not far behind them was the Demon Realm army.

Compared to the demonic beasts chasing after them, the 3,000 Great Zhao soldiers were like small boats that could capsize at any moment.

More than a hundred first-rank demonic beasts flew in the air and looked warily at the Longevity Sword that was flying forward unsteadily. For a moment, they were actually afraid and didn't dare to rashly chase after it.

"That guy must be lying in wait ahead," a humanoid demonic beast said.

"Exactly. With his sword here, he can't be far away." Another humanoid demonic beast nodded in agreement. "He's so sneaky and refuses to show himself. There must be a conspiracy. Humans love to play dirty."

"Let the Demon Realm army probe first before we attack."

The humanoid demonic beasts agreed.

Boom!

Hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts surged forward like a tide.

Just as they were about to drown Bai Qiancheng's 3,000 Great Zhao soldiers, a figure suddenly appeared on the mountain peak.

There were several others standing with the man.

"Keep going, General Bai. Cross the river!" Meng Bai shouted. "Leave the rest to us."

The Mountain Suppressing Sword left its sheath and turned into a sword beam, heading for the demonic beasts about to catch up to the Great Zhao army and slicing them into a bloody mist.

"Once the Mountain Suppressing Sword is unsheathed, no demonic beast can take another step forward!" Meng Bai said loudly. "Great Xia's Meng Bai is here. Demonic beasts, stop!"

Wang Mu curled his lips. This guy's cultivation level is even lower than mine. He only knows how to brag. Does he think he's a king?

"Great Qin's Wang Mu is here. Die, demonic beasts!" Wang Mu also shouted. Sword qi surged from his body and blocked a large group of demonic beasts.

"Your Grandpa Tang Chengshi is here. Get lost!" Tang Chengshi was unwilling to fall behind and slashed at a demonic beast's head.

"Haha, I've been in the Demon Realm for ten years and lived like a rat. I didn't expect to revisit and be able to fight so openly. I'm satisfied for the rest of my life." Cao Chenyang laughed loudly. His body lit up with a dazzling light, and he fell into the Demon Realm army like a meteor. The violent force sent countless demonic beasts flying.

"They talk too much!" Lu Wenshuang pursed her lips in disdain. A bunch of old men, if they want to fight, just fight. Cut the crap. My master is the best.

She lowered her head and walked back and forth among the demonic beasts with the Abyss Rainbow Sword. She felt that the more she used the Great Traversal Sword Art, the more comfortable it felt. It was almost more suitable for her than the sword techniques she had practiced in the past.

This made her feel that it was the right thing to take Zhou Shu as her master.

First-rank experts of the Ten Nations stood on the mountain peak and forcefully restrained the Demon Realm army.

Bai Qiancheng had already led the remaining Great Zhao soldiers over the mountain. Indeed, an incomparably wide river appeared in front of them. The air was humid, and the sound of water echoed in their ears.

"General Bai, cross the river!" Mi Ziwen stood by the river with his sword and greeted Bai Qiancheng.

On the river, there was no bridge. Bai Qiancheng looked over. In the river, the Ten Nations army was swimming forward with all their might.

Without hesitation, he ordered the Great Zhao army to swim across the river.

On the other side of the mountain, a group of first-rank demonic beasts looked at the first-rank experts of the Ten Nations blocking the army at the top of the mountain with ugly expressions.

"Should we attack?" A first-rank demonic beast snorted.