A single person, facing their army of tens of thousands, actually killed two thousand of them. What kind of terrifying existence is this?

"He’s dead, he must be dead. With so many bombs, he has no place to escape, finally, he has fallen!"

A junior officer shouted.

Immediately, tens of thousands of soldiers cheered, feeling like a group clearing a bottle, finally breaking through, a great weight off their hearts.

But the cost of this breakthrough was somewhat heavy.

"Master, where are you? You must still be alive, right?"

These soldiers had already forgotten to stop Little Yue, letting her rush into the vast dust filling the sky.

They didn’t believe that anyone could survive such a terrifying bombardment.

Unless they were a god! They firmly believed there were no gods in this world!

The smoke across the sky gradually dissipated. Everyone widened their eyes, eager to immediately see the scene in the dust.

They wanted to know whether this young man was still alive!

The army of Yue Country, tens of thousands of soldiers, various officers, up to the black-faced general of the command, all held their breath, staring intently at the center of the smoke.

Though they firmly believed that no one could survive such terrifying and grand explosions, without seeing that young man die with their own eyes, they couldn’t rid their hearts of unease.

On the mountain, several girls, including Yu Xiaoxiao, bit their red lips tightly, hopefully gazing at the vast smoke below.

They also hoped for that faint weak hope that, although nearly despairing in heart, still retained a hint of hope.

In the cave, in such a desperate situation, Ye Qingfeng appeared and saved them.

Now, Ye Qingfeng being able to survive in this situation isn’t impossible!

The vast dust finally began to disperse, each enormous shell hole appeared as everything around was flattened, vanished like smoke.

The power was too strong, devastating!

Countless eyes focused on the very center.

Now there was only the last bit of smoke remaining, if they still couldn’t see that young man’s figure, it would mean he certainly had turned to dust in the bombings.

He was dead!

The last bit of smoke dissipated.

"Ah, it’s—the benefactor!" A girl on the mountain exclaimed in surprise.

Yu Xiaoxiao’s eyes also flickered, unable to believe as a look of wild joy appeared on her face!

As the last bit of smoke dissipated, two peerless figures appeared.

One was naturally Little Yue, dressed in black, cold and beautiful, like a black mandala blooming on this blood-stained battlefield.

At this moment, she silently stood behind a tall figure.

That figure knelt on one knee, the longsword in hand plunged into the ground, without the previous dazzling brilliant white light, this flying sword appeared plain and unadorned.

His entire clothing was torn, turned to dust under the bombs, revealing his smooth body.

The originally skinny-looking body, when fully exposed, surprisingly showed strong muscles, though not exaggerated, yet perfectly streamlined.

Every muscle’s line was especially exquisite and perfect, displaying a different aesthetic.

Messy black hair hung down directly, gently swaying.

He’s, he’s still alive?

Is this young man a god? How could a human possibly survive such terrifying bombings, how could it be possible?

A group of Yue Country soldiers couldn’t help but tremble with their hands, fearfully looking at the figure in the shell hole, their breathing somewhat difficult.

Suddenly, this figure moved and slowly stood up.

"This, this—is he the world’s demon?"

Within Yue’s army, someone swallowed hard and said with difficulty.

Everyone nodded tacitly in their hearts, this person is a demon, a peerless demon!

At this time, the youth’s longsword also emanated a sky full of white light, capturing everyone’s minds.

The original three-foot green peak expanded tenfold, transforming into a peerless giant sword.

Paired with that crimson terrifying figure, it was like an invincible heavenly god.

One person, one sword!

Crimson, pure white!

And the silent black figure behind.

Such an existence made the ten thousand armies of Yue Country tremble, astonishingly terrifying.

Peerless War God!

This was a modern army, if placed in ancient times, it would absolutely be a peerless War God, one person could rival a nation.

"So handsome, incredibly handsome, this kind of man is like a heavenly god!"

A girl exclaimed excitedly, looking at that blood-red figure in the center of the battlefield, her beautiful eyes constantly lighting up.

"If I could survive, he would be my lifetime idol, truly too cool!"

"Compared to this man, what are those celebrities worth, this is the most incredible man."

Other girls immediately echoed, they were also ordinary girls, with their idols and celebrities they liked.

But compared to that crimson man down the mountain, those celebrities paled in significance, their hearts surged, forgetting even the danger and fear.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn’t speak, but her heart was already in turmoil, wildly shocked, there was such a powerful man in this world.

Peerless War God!

——

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng finally moved, stepping toward the army ahead.

Little Yue silently followed behind Ye Qingfeng with cold eyes.

For a moment, the soldiers in front couldn’t help but retreat a little, then raised their guns, hesitating whether to fire.

They were frightened by the terror this young man carried.

With no retreat, for a moment, the Yue army prepared to open fire again.

Just then, a loud voice came from a loudspeaker: "Stop, all stop, ceasefire prohibited!"

It was the general’s voice, all the soldiers paused, the armored tanks ready for a fight to the death with Ye Qingfeng also came to a halt.

But the cold gleaming barrels still aimed at Ye Qingfeng, ready to fire at any moment.

Ye Qingfeng also paused for a moment, not expecting the other side to suddenly stop, and at this time, a group of people emerged from Yue’s army grandly.

Among them, one had a somewhat dark face, the badge on his shoulder showed he was a general of Yue Country, the commander of this battle.

Under heavy protection, he actually walked towards Ye Qingfeng.

His bodyguards all vigilantly looked at Ye Qingfeng, gripping their guns tightly, this man was too terrifying, they feared he might suddenly attack their general.

"You, may leave!" Standing about five hundred meters from Ye Qingfeng, the black-faced general waved his hand, his voice came through the loudspeaker.

This voice was loud, almost all the tens of thousands of troops present heard it, immediately shaking their bodies, not daring to believe it.

They had paid the price of two thousand soldiers, on the verge of taking down this demon, and now the general wanted to let them leave? How was this possible?

Even Little Yue was stunned, she was ready to fight a decisive battle with Yue’s army alongside Ye Qingfeng.

Then, in the blink of an eye, Yue’s general decided not to fight?