295: Chapter 163: Almost Annihilated, The Mystery of Gao Yu 295: Chapter 163: Almost Annihilated, The Mystery of Gao Yu The Iron Refining Furnace’s suppression on the deceitful monsters at the Mirror Immortal Camp was very apparent.
This could be seen from the four Intermediate Cold Beasts.
The head of the Intermediate Teng Jiao to the east was firmly pressed to the ground by the Thunder Kui manifested by the wooden mannequin, no matter how it struggled, it couldn’t move;
The other three Intermediate Cold Beasts were the same, all of them were held down by the wooden mannequin with no chance to retaliate.
Especially after He Yuanhun fled, these four Intermediate Cold Beasts seemed soulless, their eyes continuously oozing silvery white liquid, and before long, they were killed by the wooden mannequin.
For four Intermediate Cold Beasts to end up , He Gang, He Meng, and the two hundred seventy Earth-digging Realm ones following He Yuanhun were even less likely to pose a threat.
During the process of driving away He Yuanhun, Xia Chuan and his team had already killed a considerable number of people.
Thus, only about a hundred were truly charging towards Xia Hong.
And among these hundred or so, their eyes were leaking silver liquid.
Despite their high spirits in trying to cover He Yuanhun’s escape, due to the suppressive power of the Iron Refining Furnace’s light, their faces still showed intense pain.
Xia Hong gripped the Yi Blade, charging headlong into the crowd of over a hundred people, like an arrow leaving the bowstring, reaching the pinnacle of speed.
So fast was his movement that the blade glint he left in his wake almost solidified, and wherever it passed, head and body separated countless times.
Slashing dozens of people in front of him wasn’t enough.
Xia Hong plunged directly into the throng, rapidly swinging his one and a half meter long blade, each strike claimed a life.
The blade light his long blade created flickered in the night sky, accompanied by splattering blood and dismembered limbs, making the scene extremely gory.
Many strikes even pierced or slashed at their eyes, and clusters of flames suddenly erupted within the crowd.
“The leader has run, disperse and escape, He Gang, block him with me!”
He Meng, despite everything, still cared about his own, and upon seeing He Yuanhun successfully escape, he immediately signaled the others to flee, whilst he, along with He Gang, continued towards Xia Hong, trying to buy time for others.
In this short span, over a hundred people at the Mirror Immortal Camp had been reduced to just thirty or forty by Xia Hong.
Seeing this group disperse and flee, Xia Hong didn’t pursue, merely gesturing to Xia Chuan and the others, then turning to face the oncoming He Meng and He Gang, his gaze sharpening.
“Didn’t you just say you’d make me die submissively?!
He Meng and He Gang, eyeing Xia Hong, had expressions twisted in utmost ferocity, being on the verge of victory tonight, yet failing, delivered a massive blow to them, in turn elevating their hatred towards Xia Hong to an all-time high.
Their silver-white pupils nearly melted, even starting to smoke black, possibly aware they couldn’t withstand the Iron Refining Furnace’s light any longer, exchanged glances with gritted teeth, and suddenly, He Meng lagged behind, allowing He Gang to charge first.
He Gang, who reached first, raised his saber high and hacked down on Xia Hong’s head with a hysterical slash.
However, confronted with such a crazed strike.
Xia Hong merely lifted the Yi Blade casually to block.
He Gang felt as if his strike was blocked by a wall of copper and iron, his hands trembled uncontrollably, the saber flew from his grip, and his chest’s qi and blood surged uncontrollably, as if the force exerted rebounded entirely.
He stared at Xia Hong, his face instantly overwhelmed by horror.
Xia Hong had defeated He Yuanhun, he had already seen it earlier.
The leader, He Yuanhun, possessed nearly Three-Maned Power.
After his resurrection, although he achieved Cold Resistance Level strength, his power at most exceeded one mane, about a hundred and twenty thousand jin, combined with suppression from the Iron Refining Furnace, killing Xia Hong was never hopeful.
This strike, he never intended for it to kill Xia Hong.
Yet being so effortlessly blocked was beyond his expectations.
Xia Hong’s power surpassed all their imaginations!
“Big brother, run, don’t come over, run!”
Realizing his situation, He Gang gritted his teeth and shouted urgently at He Meng charging from behind, then abruptly lunged forward, grasping Xia Hong’s shoulder tightly.
“Running now, it’s too late!”
Their actions, He Gang and He Meng, didn’t escape Xia Hong’s eyes.
Their initial plan, likely was for He Gang to restrain him first, and He Meng behind was the true killer move.
Realizing Xia Hong’s overwhelming power, He Gang immediately changed his strategy, signaling He Meng to flee.
He Yuanhun’s escape was something he deliberately let happen.
These two, whose power merely reached Cold Resistance Level, how could they escape his grasp?
As Xia Hong’s words fell, he only nudged his shoulder forward.
Thinking his grip firm to create an escape opportunity for He Meng and the others, He Gang was instantly knocked back over ten meters away.
His arms, as if struck heavily, bent backwards at an exaggerated angle, along with his body smashed into the stone wall behind, unable to even utter a scream before perishing.
Merely, just a shoulder forward.
Xia Chuan, Luo Yuan, Yuan Cheng, and the Hunting Team, as well as everyone from Great Xia, were instantly dumbstruck.
He Yuanhun’s strength was substantial, seeing Xia Hong fight him, everyone noted Xia Hong’s increased strength from the aftermath, yet due to He Yuanhun’s reactions not being overly intense, they couldn’t gauge how much stronger he had become.