The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Tristan shouted the order and without a moment's delay, thousands of troops from the Southern Alliances Army rushed towards

Austin. Clark wasn't going to just stand there and wait for the idiots to attack Austin, "Battle formations! Grab your weapons, now!"

He roared and with a wave of his right hand, roughly 100, 000 soldiers of the A.L. Army snapped to a rectangular formation that

was as straight as the crow flies. They were prepared to face death openly today

"It's okay, Clark. | got this. Now you all stand by and watch.

These simpletons can't hurt me. They can't even manage to touch me,"

Austin lightly told them to stand down. He wasn't going to spend his soldiers on a battle he could win by himself in the blink of an

eye.

Clark was shocked by Austin order, since there were thousands of very competent troops in front of him and Austin would handle

all of them all by himself. How was that even possible? However, he didn't dare disobey it and was forced to lead the A.L. Army

away from the battlefield. Now it was just Austin and the Southern Alliances Army confronting each other in the battlefield.

As soon as his army was clear of the battlefield, Austin performed his Dominant Spiritual Sense Swordsmanship.

Already powerful enough, it was obviously excruciating when several thrusts were made at the oncoming wave of enemies.

Boom! Boom!

Every soldier from the Southern Alliances Army who was hit stopped dead in his path and then, his body exploded into confetti.

At the stime, Austin's demonic avatar made a magic sign, cast the corresponding spell, and performed the Poisonous Bee

Attack. And suddenly, out of nowhere, hundreds of thousands of poisonous demonic bees began heading straight towards Austin's

enemies. A bee-sting wasn't supposed to hurt, but that was the case of normal bees. These were made artificially by a demon's

purest, wickedest demonic energy and extremely powerful when landed on his opponents" bodies.

"Ouch, ouch! What the hell is this? Fuck! That hurts so much!

Help, someone help me! Get these things off of me!"

Numerous soldiers who had low-level cultivation bases immediately began yelling in pain.

A few moments later, every single one of them was shouting, screaming, cursing and begging at the stime. The poisonous

bee attack was excruciatingly painful at first and lethal afterwards.

A few seconds later, the bodies of those warriors who had been stung by the poisonous demonic bees started to fester. In a

heartbeat, they were reduced to nothing but pools of bloody, stinking water. It was such a gruesscene to witness!

The Poisonous Bee Attack had killed sthirty or forty thousand soldiers in the most hellish way possible.

At that moment, the battlefield really had bechell!

Everyone knew just how powerful Austin really was, but even his own supporters of the A. L. Army were taken aback by the ferocity

of this attack. They had always known that Austin was strong and formidable, but he exceeded their wildest imagination yet again

and seemed to have grown into someone way much more than they thought he was.

Most of the soldiers could do nothing to approach or even hurt Austin even a bit, and had fallen immediately. And those who

remained alive were in no mood to follow through their orders since they knew that all of them would be killed by Austin in an

instant.

Austin's demonic avatar was equivalent to a demon emperor. His Poisonous Bee Attack was unimaginably powerful and far more

terrifying than it sounded like.

Every soldier of the Southern Alliances Army who was still alive stopped attacking and looked on in irresolution at the cruel and

frightening sight of death before them.

In addition to today's attack, they had also witnessed what Austin was capable of doing several days ago.

In fact, most of those warriors actually admired Austin's abilities and respected his integrity.

And most of them also sympathized with Austin and his army. They knew that Tristan, the leader of the Southern Alliances Army

had made srather problematic mistakes. However, they couldn't have hoped to defy his orders since he was too powerful for

them to handle.

But forty thousand deaths weren't taken lightly. Whoever was left standing in the Southern Alliances Army now paused and

stopped dead to rights after forty thousand of their fellow warriors were wiped out in an instant.

However, Austin wasn't stopping; his demonic avatar transformed into a shaft of dark light and began to hunt down whoever had

ever prosecuted or killed soldiers of the A.L. Army.

Boom! Boom!

More and more bodies were hit by that dark light and were transformed into a bloody mist.

Not a single warrior from the Primal Holy Realm, the Semi-holy Realm, the Holy Realm or even the Semi-emperor Realm was a

match for Austin's demonic avatar.

Whoever tried to stop that avatar was killed; whoever was chosen by that avatar, dead!

Not that anyone could have stopped that avatar! It was flying around and moving so quickly that nobody could survive the attack,

no matter how fast they ran.

"What are you doing just standing there?

Will you dare to defy my order?

Go, go, go! Attack. Fight together and kill that bastard! That's an order!"

Tristan shouted furiously and urged his soldiers to attack again. However, most of his followers still looked irresolute and even

afraid; none of them dared to walk forward after witnessing what Austin and his demonic avatar were capable of.

"Fuck you! Austin, tto die! Take this!"

At last, Tristan lost his mind completely. He roared furiously, moved quickly and unceremoniously leaped towards Austin in a swift

movement.

He had always been afraid of Austin's powers and how dangerous the latter could be. Which was why, he had never been brave

enough to confront the man all alone.

Now, his heart and mind were filled with burning flames of anger; nay, his heart was filled with anger, but his mind was blinded by

it. He cared about nothing more than Austin's death and wanted nothing more than that.

At that very moment, a shaft of dark light flashed in front of him.