Chapter 13328 Long Yingtian and Hun Huan

The strength of the older generation has reached an unattainable height. Every confrontation seems to shake the heaven and earth and make the surrounding air tremble.

If the winner can be decided there, then everything in this war will be settled. Because, although the geniuses on both sides are gifted and powerful, they are still too immature in front of the older generation of strong men.

After all, many of the older generation of strong men are above the realm of heaven and man, and their strength is unfathomable. These geniuses, no matter how amazing they are, can only reach the peak of the realm of heaven and man at best. Compared with those older generation of strong men, there is still a big gap.

The sky was trembling like the breathing of an ancient beast, shaking everyone's heart. It was not just a natural phenomenon between heaven and earth, but more like the aftermath of this war, foreshadowing that a more intense battle was coming.

But after this brief moment of distraction, the battle of the younger generation began again like an awakened beast.

Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, and every confrontation was accompanied by brilliant sparks and roars, showing their youth and passion.

In fact, the battles on the battlefield are not limited to the younger generation. Under the brilliance of those evil geniuses, there are more ordinary warriors who are the real main force on the battlefield.

They may not have the strength of a monster, but their tenacity and perseverance have become an indispensable force in this war.

The Soul Clan has been preparing for so many years and they have a strong foundation. How could the situation be easily reversed?

They poured into the battle like a tide, and every warrior seemed tireless, vowing to drag the Demon-Suppressing Mansion into endless exhaustion and despair.

Ling Xiao, while fighting on the battlefield, devoured the enemy's power and continued to grow stronger.

At the same time, his eyes would occasionally look towards the battle of the older generation in the distance. That was a more intense contest that affected the direction of the entire war.

As for Ling Xiao's trump card, he actually has the ability to interfere with the battle of the older generation. The last 20% of the Demon Soul King's energy is his last trump card. If he can turn the tide at this critical moment, then he will release it without hesitation.

There was a firm light in his eyes, which was the desire for victory and the trust in his comrades. He knew that only by unity could they achieve the final victory in this war.

At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly came from the originally peaceful void. The sound seemed to come from another world, carrying endless majesty and oppression.

Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of Ling Xiao and everyone else, several figures suddenly appeared in the air like meteors streaking through the night sky. They were Long Yingtian, Cheng Shifei, Wang Zhenshou, Zhao Heng and others. Each of them was a top powerhouse in the Demon Suppression Mansion. Their arrival undoubtedly injected new variables into this battle.

Long Yingtian sat in the first position. He had an upright posture and eyes as sharp as an eagle, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.

Behind him, Cheng Shifei, Wang Zhenshou, Zhao Heng and others followed closely, each of them exuding a powerful aura, standing side by side with Long Yingtian, facing this unprecedented challenge together.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the battlefield became extremely solemn, especially for those warriors who were fighting the Soul Clan for the first time. Their faces were filled with shock and awe.

The Soul Clan's strength and impenetrability made them realize what a truly powerful enemy was. Those warriors who once claimed to be masters now seemed small and fragile in front of the Soul Clan.

Long Yingtian's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing straight at a middle-aged man in the opposite Soul Clan camp.

This person is none other than the patriarch of the Soul Clan, “Hun Huan”. He is dressed in a black robe, has a stern face, and his eyes reveal an indescribable depth and cunningness.

Under Long Yingtian's gaze, Hun Huan curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, as if he had already known for sure what was about to happen.

“Hun Huan, you didn’t expect that, did you?” Long Yingtian’s voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a heavy weight. “The demons in my Demon Suppression Mansion are not bad either. Although they are young, they have unlimited potential. You expect the younger generation to defeat us, that is wishful thinking.”

Long Yingtian's words were full of confidence and pride. He firmly believed that no matter how cunning and powerful the Soul Clan were, they could not stop the progress of the Demon Suppression Mansion.

The Soul Clan leader, Hun Huan, curled his lips in a sneer, a smile full of confidence in victory and contempt for his opponent.

"Don't worry, the real show has just begun!" His voice was low and magnetic, as if every word contained infinite power.

"For this day, our Soul Clan has been preparing for a long time, from layout to implementation, every step has been carefully planned. You don't really think that with just your tiny power, you can stop our plan and let everything end like this, right?"

Long Yingtian's eyes flashed with disdain, and he responded coldly: "You Soul Clan are still as shameless as before, and you like to play this kind of conspiracy. To be honest, I admire the former Demon Sect. Although they acted cruelly, at least they were very direct in doing things, unlike you who always hide things and make people sick."

Long Yingtian's tone was full of disdain and disgust for the Soul Clan's style of doing things.

Hun Huan heard this, and his disdain grew even stronger. "The Demon Sect back then, huh, was just a bunch of naive guys. They thought they could do whatever they wanted with their great power, but they didn't know how to adapt. They didn't know that in the world of martial arts, in addition to fighting with force, there is also fighting with wisdom.

Strength is important, but wisdom is equally indispensable. You who claim to be righteous may seem to be upright, but in fact you are naive and ridiculous. You do not know how to use all the available resources, but only know how to fight head-on. It is really sad and lamentable. "

Hun Huan's words were full of ridicule and disdain for the Demon Clan and the righteous warriors. He firmly believed that in this contest of wisdom and strength, the Hun Clan would achieve ultimate victory.

"If that's the case, then there's no need to say more." Long Yingtian's voice was as cold as the wind, and his eyes flashed with determination and anger. Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and punched, the wind whistling, with overwhelming momentum, he hit towards Hun Huan.

boom!
This punch seemed to tear the entire space apart. A powerful energy wave spread out instantly, shaking the surrounding space violently.

Under the impact of this force, Hun Huan's body was like a kite with a broken string. He retreated dozens of meters before he could barely stabilize his body.

His face turned pale instantly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, Long Yingtian's punch caused him considerable damage. (End of this chapter)