Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace Chapter 173 Killed Zhang Ping, reinforcements arrived

"Thunder Companion Body, huh?"

Chen Mo snapped his fingers, "I can do it too!"

Boom!

Lightning enveloped Chen Mo’s body, his helt was shaken off, and three thousand black strands of hair cascaded downwards, with arcs of lightning dancing among them.

Golden light flickered in his eyes.

The surrounding space seed to co to a standstill.

The world in front of Zhang Ping’s eyes turned black and white.

Streaks of lightning burst from Chen Mo’s body, hitting the ground, leaving it charred black.

At this mont, Chen Mo seed like a Thunder God possessed.

Zhang Ping glanced around, a bit of panic in his expression, especially as he felt the True Qi within his body flow slowly, the black and white hues making him realize sothing.

"Look at , bastard!"

Seeing Zhang Ping glance around, Chen Mo realized the aura he was emitting had intimidated him, and he bellowed loudly, thunder waves undulating around him, enveloping Zhang Ping.

Hearing Chen Mo’s angry shout.

The Song Army below seed to be invigorated as if injected with adrenaline.

Instantly feeling ablaze.

"Damn it, kill these bastards!"

"Brothers, hold them off, our reinforcents are almost here."

"Promotions and titles are at our reach, brothers, kill for !"

In an instant, the soldiers of the Song Army seed to have shut off their sense of pain.

The Rebel Army cut into their bodies, and it was as if they were unaffected, licking the corners of their mouths with their tongues.

With a whoosh.

The large blade in their hand plunged into the rebel’s stomach.

The white blade in, the bloodied blade out.

Even intestines spilled out.

...

Above, the battle was equally fierce.

Zhang Ping was being completely dominated by Chen Mo.

His attacks seed to be thoroughly anticipated by his opponent, not a single move could hit Chen Mo.

However, the treasure armor on his body appeared to be of a higher grade than Chen Mo had imagined.

Even after using his full strength to launch an attack with the Red Dragon Demon Arm, punching Zhang Ping, it surprisingly didn’t cause much actual damage, more like a light scrape.

Zhang Ping’s expression darkened slightly, realizing he was no match for the opponent at all.

He knew he couldn’t continue fighting.

Although flying was flashy, the True Qi it consud was imnse.

"Fire arrows, shoot him for !"

Zhang Ping turned his head and shouted violently toward the opposite hill.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Soon, a rain of arrows swept toward Chen Mo.

Since the distance between Chen Mo and Zhang Ping was very close, the arrow rain enveloped both of them.

But the arrow rain couldn’t harm Zhang Ping in the slightest.

He had confidence in the treasure armor he wore.

This treasure was given by his father, though only of Middle Grade, it was personally blessed by his father.

Impenetrable by blade or spear, invulnerable to water and fire.

It could even absorb force.

The attack from an Innate level expert on this treasure would be reduced by up to seventy percent.

This was why even knowing the main general of this army was Huangfu Hao, a Second Grade expert, he still didn’t flee the mont he reached Nanyang County.

But Chen Mo needed to be wary.

After all, the black armor on his body was for increasing combat power, with defensive properties similar to ordinary armor.

Although surrounded by True Qi for defense.

Every arrow hit would diminish his defense.

However, he didn’t dodge downward.

Instead, he got closer to Zhang Ping, the best way to evade.

Below, both sides were already in a chaotic lee.

No ti to watch the battle above.

The number of Song Army soldiers gradually decreased.

Though more rebels died.

But because the rebels greatly outnumbered the Song Army.

Even if ten rebels died to kill one Song soldier, victory would still belong to the rebels.

Nonetheless, only a limited number could cross the bridge at one ti.

So the other side could only use the arrow rain to assist Zhang Ping.

The pressure on Chen Mo was still not significant.

But Chen Mo couldn’t afford to drag it out with Zhang Ping.

Knowing reinforcents were coming, but not when exactly.

If his n were exhausted, it would an his end.

Chen Mo beca swift and fierce.

Fist after fist crashed toward Zhang Ping’s head.

You have a treasure, but I don’t believe your head is made of iron.

Like Ironhead Boy.

Chen Mo’s speed was as fast as thunder, his movents fluidly graceful, with the enhancent of Heaven and Earth Lose Color, the opponent’s movents were extrely slow.

With one punch, Chen Mo shattered the True Qi defense on Zhang Ping’s head.

Zhang Ping’s skull buzzed with vibrations.

No room for resistance, Zhang Ping knew his opponent’s strength far surpassed his own.

Zhang Ping’s mind was shaken, thinking, "My fate is sealed."

At the brink of life and death, a person can unleash imnse potential.

Under the threat of death, Zhang Ping unknowingly used a martial art, managing to lock Chen Mo’s hands.

Chen Mo exerted force to pull, but he couldn’t break free imdiately.

Face to face, Zhang Ping sneered coldly, "Don’t waste your effort; this is Dragon Capturing Hand, once locked, unless I die or voluntarily release the restraint, you can never break free."

"Idiot."

Hearing this, Chen Mo ceased his struggle.

"Hmm?" Zhang Ping didn’t understand the aning of Chen Mo’s words.

The next mont, his expression drastically changed, trying to break free but being counter-locked by Chen Mo.

Because he saw the golden light shining in Chen Mo’s eyes, a terrifying power instilling him with fear and death.

"No..."

Two beams of golden light shot from Chen Mo’s eyes.

With a "bang," Zhang Ping’s head exploded like a waterlon before Chen Mo.

Blood spattered all over Chen Mo’s face.

And Chen Mo felt the power in his hands diminishing bit by bit.

Chen Mo lifted his corpse high and shouted, "Your main general is dead, surrender quickly!"

Hearing this.

The rebel army in the chaotic battle looked up.

Their faces imdiately changed.

Although that body was without a head, judging from the armor, it was indeed Zhang Ping.

Moreover, Zhang Ping’s silhouette could no longer be seen in the sky.

"The General is dead!"

"The General was killed by the Song army!"

"Run away quickly!"

The rebels at the front imdiately fell into chaos.

But many were saying:

"He killed the General, avenge the General."

"Kill him!"

"Charge..."

Zhang Ping’s personal soldiers were still present.

The reason they were personal soldiers was that they were people Zhang Ping trusted, his confidants.

And they had the duty to protect Zhang Ping.

Therefore, even if they managed to leave here alive, the Heavenly General would not let them go.

Only by avenging Zhang Ping would they have a sliver of a chance to survive.

The supervisory team was still operating.

They killed those deserters, urging the army to continue charging.

Arrows.

Spears hurled toward Chen Mo.

Chen Mo quickly dodged them.

At last, he grabbed the corpse of a rebel, holding it in front of him as a shield.

Seeing they couldn’t harm Chen Mo, the arrows shot toward the still-living Song soldiers.

"Puff!"

Just as Qin Hao raised his saber, about to slay a rebel.

A hidden arrow pierced his chest.

The saber in his hand fell to the ground.

He wanted to turn back to see who released the hidden arrow.

"Puff!"

Several more hidden arrows shot into his chest.

In the end, he powerlessly fell to the ground, lifeless.

...

The sky had darkened.

Chen Mo had already switched to two knives.

Now the third one was also blunted.

The corpses in front of him were piled as high as a small mountain.

His True Qi was exhausted.

Now only the strength of his flesh remained.

The four battalions he brought this ti.

Had been fighting to the point of less than one battalion left.

The rebels could see it too.

Because Chen Mo’s slashing speed was becoming slower and slower.

"He’s already exhausted, kill him quickly!" A rebel in armor led so towards Chen Mo.

"Puff!"

However, before they reached Chen Mo, soone slew them from behind with a knife.

"Sir, are you alright?" Liu Dan arrived with Luo Zhen and others.

Chen Mo, getting a mont to catch his breath, frowned and said, "Who told you to co over, leave quickly."

"It was ." Luo Zhen picked up a weapon from the ground, standing in front of Chen Mo alongside Liu Dan.

She had already lost everyone she could rely on.

Now she had finally found a glimr of light again.

But this light was about to extinguish once more.

She didn’t want to run anymore.

If death was certain, then they would die together.

Gao Zheng, Xu Dabao, and the others gathered the remaining people and huddled together.

The rebels kept pouring over the single-plank bridge.

Surrounding Chen Mo and his group.

The Song army’s numbers were dwindling bit by bit.

Before long, there were less than a hundred left.

Even Gao Zheng, Xu Dabao, Liu Dan, and others had been slashed by rebels.

Fortunately, none were life-threatening.

At this mont.

On the opposite hill, a great fire appeared.

And within that fire, shouts and cries shook the heavens.

"Kill!"

"Wipe them out!"

"..."

"Not good, Song army reinforcents are here, run!"

The rebels who had crossed the hill, upon seeing the enemy reinforcents arrive, panicked and no longer thought about killing Chen Mo and his group.

Taking advantage of the retreat path still being open, they quickly fled.

However, Zhang Ping’s personal soldiers still sought to eliminate Chen Mo and the others.

"How dare you!"

With a shout, Huangfu Hao carved a bloody path, flying to the other side with Xiao Teng, True Qi surging around them.

With a single palm strike, dozens or nearly a hundred rebels perished.

With reinforcents arriving, Gao Zheng and others’ morale was lifted once again, supporting them onward.

Chen Mo drew Luo Zhen behind him.

Soon.

The group surrounding Chen Mo was wiped out by Huangfu Hao and Xiao Teng.

Seeing that Chen Mo was unhard, both Huangfu Hao and Xiao Teng breathed a sigh of relief.

The forr asked, "Where’s Zhang Ping?"

After so many days, Huangfu Hao had surely learned the enemy’s na.

Before Chen Mo could answer, Gao Zheng proudly said, "Our lord has already killed him!"

Gao Zheng wasn’t one to overthink, nor did he consider what uproar this might cause; he was speaking out of admiration for Chen Mo.

Hearing this, Huangfu Hao and Xiao Teng widened their eyes in disbelief.

Their gaze turned to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo nodded; from the mont he killed Zhang Ping, he knew it couldn’t be concealed.

Even if Gao Zheng hadn’t said it, Huangfu Hao and the others would have found out.

"Gulp..." Huangfu Hao swallowed and asked again, "Then where is his body?"

"Here." Chen Mo pointed to the headless corpse at his feet and said.