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The magic wielded on the battlefield was truly formidable.
As long as Chen Qing stood firm, the morale of Li Bingwei's troops would remain high.
On the other hand, the Mystic Gate Army was starting to feel afraid.
Chen Qing's appearance at the moment was frightfully daunting.
Another two hours passed, leaving more than a hundred corpses strewn across the ground.
Yan Shiyin looked around; a woman named Xuanping raised her hand, and with one arrow, she killed a Foundation Establishment.
Throughout this night, she probably killed dozens of Mystic Gate Army soldiers on her own.
This woman had an extremely keen sense for the tide of battle, always seizing the best moments to strike.
No matter how Yan Shiyin commanded, it was futile now as everyone was drained of their Spiritual Energy.
Just then, he heard the sound of horns coming from the Giant Wood Forest.
"Execute the rebel Yan Shiyin!"
"Mystic Gate Army has offended the Divine Favored of Miao God, charge with me!"
