I Have a Golden Crow

Great Xia?

Du Yu?

Zhongli Chen’s eyes burned fervently; the young man’s concise and powerful response was exactly to his liking.

The name of the visitor was secondary.

The key was the two strong and clear words the young man began with—Great Xia.

As a general, Zhongli Chen’s sense of belonging to a nation was something ordinary people could hardly imagine.

The weight of the words ”Great Xia” in this foreign land battlefield of life and death was explosively high in value.

When soldiers, at the brink of life and death, received a land-breaking compatriot, a battle buddy from their homeland, how could it not be exhilarating?

If the story’s perspective shifted to focus on the eight hundred soldiers...

The soldiers, on this expedition, received the strongest support from their country behind them.

When the soldiers contracted their defensive formation, desperately resisting under the bombardment of endless stars, the Seven Saints of Great Xia suddenly appeared!

White Horse Silver Spear Zhongli Ren.

And just as the eight hundred soldiers engaged in fierce white blade combat with the Youhan Army, and their formation was about to be shattered by the Demon Saint’s rocks, yet another legendary Demon Tamer descended like a divine weapon.

Alas, he was not yet the Demon Taming Saint.

There were no specific phrases for him in the street rhymes passed from mouth to mouth.

However, compared to the indifferent Zhongli Chen, the warriors of Great Xia knew all too well who had arrived!

The first Paper Crane Disciple of Great Xia!

A gift bestowed upon the Twin Tree Realm by heaven.

And this ”gift” never failed to repay the expectations of the world, achieving remarkable feats in southern expeditions and northern wars over the years!

”Kill!”

”Kill!!” The appearance of the first Paper Crane Disciple stirred the blood of eight hundred soldiers.

The wolves howled, the summer nightingale sang.

The green sharp arrow formation thrust forward forcefully, piercing through the Youhan Army’s formation.

Left with no choice, the Cold Race people chose to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, scattering on horseback in all directions.

All around, above and below, there were Cold Race troops everywhere, and in that moment, the sound of a bull’s bellow rose again!

”Moo~~~”

Always angry, always a surging tide!

Amidst the faint sound of electric currents, Zhongli Chen looked down, and his eyes lit up.

A pitch-black wild bull entwined with thunder, was holding a Mud Po Goddess Sculpture in its mouth?

A 10-meter-tall Demon Saint·Mud Po Goddess Sculpture, with countless mud hands supporting it, trying to break free from the bull’s mouth.

”Moo!” Kui Chou bit the Mud Po, swinging its big head wildly, eliciting cries of woe from the Mud Po.

”Ha ha!” Kui Chou laughed wildly, ”Feels good, haha, feels great!”

Du Yu: ”...”

You can’t defeat Empress Huangtu, so you’re taking your anger out on the Demon Saint·Mud Po Goddess Sculpture?

Du Yu couldn’t help reminding, ”Save it for me.”

”What useless talk!” Kui Chou shouted angrily, ”If it wasn’t for me saving it for you, I would have smashed her long ago!”

Just as Du Yu was about to speak, his eyes suddenly shone with brilliant light, and the flow of time abruptly slowed down.

Eye of Burning Sun·Hunting Moment!

In this chaotic air battlefield, Du Yu noticed a swirl of wind and waves gathering beneath his feet.

Judging by the formation, it should be a storm.

”Swish~”

Before the storm could fully form, Du Yu’s figure suddenly disappeared without warning.

Since Kui Chou wasn’t inside, how did Du Yu instant teleport?

Answer: Human-Pet Joint Skill·Shadow-Luring Fire Fox!

At the same time, in the distant eastern sky, a Sorrow Seabird flapped its long wings, speeding over.

Lin Shiwei stood on the bird’s back, clutching a Fire Arrow in her hands, holding it to her chest.

”Puff~” Suddenly, the Fire Arrow in her hands was pierced by a figure.

The girl, quick with her hands, immediately opened her hands, grasped Du Yu’s arms, and helped stabilize his body.

This scene looked much like lifting someone high?

”Chirp~~~” The Sea of Sorrow Demon Saint let out a melodious and pleasant bird call, flying straight towards the battlefield.

The call of the Great Demon Saint instantly startled all beings on the battlefield.

What further invigorated the Great Xia troops and terrified the Cold Race soldiers was the sight above the colossal Luan Bird, where there appeared a giant blade a hundred meters long.

Under the torrential rain, the blazing giant blade evaporated dense white mist.

Within the thick white mist, innumerable Mountain Fire Blade Souls charged out, thrusting straight into the battlefield!

It should be known that the battlefield was already filled with countless arrows weaving back and forth, constantly taking lives.

And now there were overwhelming Blade Souls attacking as well?!

At this, the Youhan Army was utterly panicked.

Screams and horse neighs mixed together, the army fell into chaos.

In contrast, the warriors of the Human Race were charged with high spirits, their battle cries thunderous!

”Wolf Lake Group, kill!”

”Kill! Kill! Kill!”

”Ah!!” Amidst the war cries, the scream of the Demon Saint·Mud Po Goddess Sculpture was particularly piercing, remarkably distinct.

The Great Demon Saint was like a stone, directly hurled out of the battlefield region, its speed of flight and force leaving one speechless.

Mud Po’s back sprouted countless mud hands, randomly grabbing at everything around in an attempt to find a leverage point.

”Mountain Fire Saber, don’t kill Mud Po!” Du Yu called out loudly, heading straight towards the Female Emperor’s Minister.

No one expected that Du Yu would grab the back of the Female Emperor Minister’s neck with one hand, his body hovering in mid-air as the Sorrow Seabird flew beneath.

Then, he adjusted his angle and kicked the Female Emperor’s Minister on the backside!

”Boom!”

The battle robe on the Female Emperor’s Minister buzzed loudly, and his tall figure suddenly bent into a bow, thrusting forward at the waist, diving straight towards the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture.

”Hiss!” The Mud Po Goddess Sculpture sensed the approach, immediately extending its mud hand, reaching for the Female Emperor’s Minister.

”Servant.” The Female Emperor’s Minister murmured in strange Cold Race language, the whispers poured into the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture’s mind.