I was imprisoned by the Empress at the beginning, and I was secretly invincible

"Is this the ability of a top commander?"

Seeing the supreme strongman flying backwards with blood spurting out, not only the people in the Netherworld Holy Land and the Hades Palace were stunned, but even Jiang Hao and others hiding in the dark could not help but be shocked for a moment.

Although they knew that Han Xin was very strong, they did not expect that Han Xin was so strong...

The supreme strongman, looking at the entire ancient holy world, is considered a big boss-level existence, and each of them has a pivotal position.

For example, the holy masters of the eight holy lands are only supreme strongmen.

As for the great supreme, it is the ceiling-level existence of the ancient holy world, which is already at another level.

No one expected that a supreme strongman who fought with all his strength was actually blown away in one round. How should this be evaluated? A dignified supreme strongman is not an opponent in one round?

In this comparison, the million-strong army commanded by Han Xin is simply terrifyingly strong.

At this moment, Jiang Hao truly understood the significance of the eighteen different military formations, and also understood the amazing value of a top commander like Han Xin.

He knew very well that this was only the limit of a million-strong army, far from the limit of Han Xin himself.

For Han Xin, who believed that "the more the better", the army he could command was far more than a million.

Moreover, a million elite troops could exert such amazing strength in his hands. If there were millions or even tens of millions of elite troops, could they match the real great supreme power?

Or if he got him another super-quality magic weapon, could he directly kill the great supreme power?

Moreover, there were two such top commanders in Daxia!

At this moment, Jiang Hao's heart was filled with pride, and he wanted to laugh up to the sky, and wanted to ask loudly - who else!

"Boom boom boom boom -"

At this time, a series of roars and explosions quickly woke everyone up.

It turned out that after mobilizing the army to blast away the supreme strongman, Han Xin did not stop there. Instead, he continued to attack and quickly mobilized his million-strong army to continue to charge forward.

With the Nine Nether Formation broken, the Saint Emperor Realm strongmen of the Nether Holy Land could not compete with it at all.

To be honest, the strength of these Saint Emperor Realm strongmen is actually quite strong. After all, they are all core strongmen carefully cultivated by the Nether Holy Land.

They not only have the top-level skills and the best resources, but also master many magical skills and secrets. They also have Taoist soldiers and Taoist armor. Their strengths are much stronger than those Saint Emperor Realm strongmen from ordinary forces. In the future, there is even hope of breaking through the Supreme Realm.

But it doesn't matter. No matter how strong the Saint Emperor Realm strongman is, he is still a Saint Emperor Realm strongman.

Unless he has the strength to break the limit like Jiang Hao did at the beginning, otherwise, facing the million-strong army led by Han Xin, it is no different from a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

The million-strong army commanded by Han Xin seemed to have turned into a black dragon with bared fangs and claws. Wherever they passed, they crushed everything in their path. The Saint Emperor Realm powerhouses in the Netherworld Holy Land were soon crushed and swallowed one after another.

There was even a quasi-supreme who refused to believe in evil and confronted him head-on. When he opened his domain, he was actually broken by the million-strong army commanded by Han Xin and then directly killed.

The death of this quasi-supreme also completely awakened the people in the Netherworld Holy Land and the Hades Palace.

"You are looking for death!!!"

The old demon Mingwu opened his eyes wide and trembled with anger.

Watching a core senior leader die in front of him, he could no longer bear it and immediately attacked with all his strength.

At this moment, he even forgot the mission of this trip. There was only one thought in his mind, that is, he must kill all the million-strong army, so that he could eliminate the hatred in his heart.

The commander of this army must also be killed, otherwise, he will become another major concern for their Netherworld Holy Land in the future!

"Go to hell!"

The Dark Crow Demon held a longbow, bent the bow and put an arrow on it. As his cultivation was fully operational, an unimaginable terrifying atmosphere rose up, and the whole world seemed to revolve around the bow and arrow in his hand.

However, before he could shoot the arrow, a meteor-like arrow came to him first, faster than lightning, and pierced through the void in an instant, as if it was going to shoot him directly.

The Dark King Demon's heart was filled with ghosts, and he woke up instantly. He didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately turned the direction of the arrow in his hand and shot directly at the whistling arrow.

The two arrows collided in the void, and instantly stirred up waves of terrible waves.

"It's you!"

The old demon Mingwu raised his head and quickly locked onto a figure in the distance. Upon closer inspection, this person was the one who had been in the arrow battle with the Creation Sword Sect.Yang Youji, who defeated him in the duel of magic.

Only a master archer like Yang Youji could shoot such a terrible arrow in a very short time.

However, Yang Youji did not mean to waste time with him, and arrows kept shooting out of his hands one after another.

Each arrow had the power to penetrate the void, which was even more terrible than a cannonball, but the speed was amazingly fast.

Facing his arrows coming one after another, the Dark Crow Demon did not dare to distract himself to deal with Han Xin, and could only deal with it wholeheartedly.

In terms of cultivation, the Dark Crow Demon was far superior to Yang Youji. If they fought head-on, even if several Yang Youjis were added together, they would probably not be his opponents.

But the problem was that in such a long-range attack, Yang Youji's archery was far better than his, and he was even more advantageous, and he was completely suppressed.

In other words, he was "kiteed" by Yang Youji, which made the Dark Crow Demon extremely frustrated.

At this time, Jiang Hao led the Palace Master of Jukun Palace, Jin Hailong, Xiao Zhuque and others to kill.

It would be fine if they could deal with the others.

But Jiang Hao's strength was too strong. Even if Emperor Song and the other two supreme masters came together, they could only passively take the beating.

"What is the cultivation level of this guy?"

Emperor Song roared in his heart.

The three supreme masters joined forces, but they could not gain any advantage. Instead, they were suppressed by Jiang Hao alone. This was really beyond his expectations.

The top-grade divine weapon, the Human Emperor Sword, exerted amazing power in Jiang Hao's hands. Sword lights burst out like a storm.

And the terrifying sword intent seemed to come from the death sickle of hell. Even if the three of them joined forces and used all kinds of terrible magical skills, they were still killed and retreated step by step.

Even without using the secret technique of Divine Fire Transformation, Jiang Hao firmly controlled the initiative of the battle with his own strength.

"Old Demon Mingwu, why don't you come and help us!"

Emperor Song shouted while trying his best to resist.

"..."

Old Demon Mingwu naturally wanted to come to help, after all, the person he wanted to kill the most was Jiang Hao.

As long as Jiang Hao was killed, Daxia would lose its backbone and would fall apart in no time, and naturally it would no longer pose a threat to the Netherworld Holy Land.

But the problem was that Yang Youji, the archer, was like an emotionless archery machine, shooting arrows one after another without a moment's rest.

But every arrow was a fatal threat to him.

He currently had only one offensive magic weapon in his hand, without the protection of magic armor, so he really didn't dare to let down his guard, let alone help.

But Emperor Song couldn't understand his difficulties.

Seeing Han Xin leading a million troops to kill people on the battlefield, most of the Saint Emperors were already dead or wounded, and several quasi-supremes could not stop them together.

And the three supreme masters were also suppressed by Jiang Hao, and he was even more anxious.

"If you have any trump cards, take them out as soon as possible, otherwise, we, the King of Hell, will not accompany you!"

Emperor Song was not only urging, but also threatening.

On the one hand, their King of Hell is not as big as the Netherworld Holy Land. This time, the loss of hundreds of Saint Emperor assassins is already a serious injury. If the Supremes lose a few more people, it is unknown how long it will take to recover.

On the other hand, their King of Hell is indeed better at assassination and not good at frontal combat. Once it is delayed, or Jiang Hao suddenly explodes, he is likely to be used as a scapegoat. How can he not be anxious?

When hearing what Emperor Song said, the face of the Dark Crow Old Demon suddenly became extremely ugly.

He originally planned to wait for Taotie to show up before revealing his trump card, but now it seems that he may not be able to wait until that time...