C2271 Despair
C2271 Despair
Three days later, Zhang Tianhao quickly arrived at the Heavenly Martial City. At this moment, the Heavenly Martial City was in a fierce battle. Hundreds of Devil Clan warriors were madly attacking the Heavenly Martial City.
Although there were thousands of warriors defending the Heavenly Martial City, the situation was still in a dire situation. The Heavenly Martial Academy was in a disadvantageous position.
After all, in terms of strength, these Devil Clan warriors were far stronger than the Human Clan.
Every moment, there would be a Heavenly Martial City warrior being killed. However, the Devil Clan side was almost completely wiped out.
At this moment, the Vice Principal of the Heavenly Martial Academy, Lan Haiping, was covered in injuries, but he was still fighting with all his might. However, when he saw that there were fewer and fewer warriors on his side, he became extremely anxious. He asked a student of the Heavenly Martial Academy beside him, "Zhou Ping, when will our reinforcements arrive?"
Zhou Ping said bitterly to Lan Haiping, "Principal, our Heavenly Martial Academy seems to have been attacked by the Devil Clan. It's impossible for them to come and help us now. Even Dean Xi Men can't find the time to help us …"
Lan Haiping was stunned for a moment. He looked at Zhou Ping and asked, "Then what about the Vast Immortal Sect? Didn't they ask you to ask for reinforcements from the Vast Immortal Sect five days ago?"
Lan Haiping was still holding great expectations for the Vast Immortal Sect. If it were other forces, they might not support the Heavenly Martial Academy, but the Vast Immortal Sect would definitely not. After all, because of Zhang Tianhao, the relationship between the Vast Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Martial Academy was very close. Moreover, the two forces had already reached an agreement. The outstanding students that the Heavenly Martial Academy had nurtured would be sent to the Vast Immortal Sect first.
In these few years, because of Zhang Tianhao, the Vast Immortal Sect had already stabilized their position as the number one sect in the North Domain. And the Heavenly Martial Academy also relied on Zhang Tianhao's golden signboard and became the most famous academy in the North Domain. Every year, young men who wanted to become disciples of the Heavenly Martial Academy were like fish in the water.
Just as Lan Haiping was full of confidence, Zhou Ping quickly said to him, "Vice Principal, there's no other way. The Vast Immortal Sect is probably suffering more attacks than our Heavenly Martial Academy. It should be impossible for them to come and save us now. Otherwise, the Heavenly Martial Academy would have arrived yesterday."
Lan Haiping's last hope was also extinguished, and he felt a little unwilling in his heart.
"Is the heavens going to kill our Heavenly Martial Academy?" Lan Haiping laughed bitterly.
The Heavenly Martial City was the barrier of the Heavenly Martial Academy. If the Heavenly Martial Academy were to fall, the martial cultivators of the Devil Clan would be able to enter directly. At that time, the Heavenly Martial Academy would really be finished.
"Hahaha … Your Heavenly Martial Academy should just admit defeat. You are definitely not a match for the Outlander Devil Clan."
In the void, a dozen or so experts of the Devil Clan landed.
Lan Haiping looked at the dozen or so Devil Clan Martial Artists and felt a little scared. He could feel that the strongest Outlander Devil Clan Martial Artist was at the Martial Emperor Stage and was on par with him. However, although they were both at the Martial Emperor Stage, Lan Haiping felt that the other party's aura was stronger than his.
"It seems that this time we are in big trouble." Lan Haiping felt a little helpless.
"It is impossible for you to make us admit defeat." Lan Haiping muttered.
"Is that so?"
The leading Devil Clan Martial Artist laughed coldly.
"If you can take three of my punches, I will spare your life. How about it?" The Devil Clan Martial Artist looked at Lan Haiping and said in disdain.
"Humph, not to mention three punches, even thirty punches, three hundred punches, I can take them all!" Lan Haiping looked at the Devil Clan Martial Artist and said in disdain.
"Arrogant. Take one of my punches first."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Devil Clan Martial Artist threw a punch at Lan Haiping's body. This punch was like a hot knife cutting through butter. With a terrifying aura, it arrived in front of Lan Haiping in the blink of an eye.
Lan Haiping's expression suddenly changed. He could already sense that the other party's punch was definitely terrifying.
"Tyrant Tiger Fist!"
Lan Haiping kicked the ground hard, as if he was accumulating strength. With a bang, the floor under his feet shattered.
"Aooo!"
Lan Haiping's palm print instantly condensed into a fierce tiger in the air. It roared as it flew towards the Devil Clan Martial Artist.
"Bang!"
The two forces fiercely collided in the air.
The fierce tiger formed from energy was instantly shattered. The Devil Clan Martial Artist's strength ruthlessly smashed into Lan Haiping's body.
Lan Haiping let out a muffled groan. His feet felt like they were floating, and he could not help but take a dozen steps back. The blood in his body boiled, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Director!"
The students of Heavenly Martial Academy saw that their director was injured, and their eyes almost split apart. They rushed over from all directions, wanting to stop the Devil Clan Martial Artist.
"You're courting death!"
The Devil Clan Martial Artist snorted coldly. He waved out dozens of invisible fist shadows in the air and attacked the Heavenly Martial Academy martial artists who were rushing over.
The Heavenly Martial Academy martial artists who had just rushed over were instantly sent flying. They landed on the ground, and it seemed like they would not be able to survive.
"Don't come up! Hurry up and retreat …"
Lan Haiping loved the students of Heavenly Martial Academy as if they were his children. At this moment, he naturally could not bear to watch them die.
"How can you think of escaping? It's possible that you can escape from my Netherworld Devil Emperor's hands …"
The Netherworld Devil Emperor snorted coldly. His terrifying fist shadows descended from the sky, and all the Heavenly Martial Academy martial artists were killed. Moreover, there were Netherworld Devil Emperor's martial artists everywhere. These Heavenly Martial Academy martial artists were unable to fight back, and they were all killed. The Heavenly Martial Academy martial artists suffered heavy losses.
"I'll fight you to the death …"
Lan Haiping's eyes were about to split open as he crazily pounced towards the Netherworld Devil Emperor.
"Tyrant Tiger Heaven Battering Fist!"
Lan Haiping had exhausted all of his True Qi in this punch, and he had even exceeded his limits.
"Aooo!"
A tiger that was even stronger than before roared and charged towards the Netherworld Devil Emperor.
"You're courting death!"
The Netherworld Devil Emperor laughed disdainfully and said, "Do you think you can threaten me like this?"
"Bang!"
The Netherworld Devil Emperor ruthlessly punched the tiger that was roaring at him, and it instantly killed the tiger that was roaring at him.
The tiger let out a miserable cry, and the Netherworld Devil Emperor's punch froze in the air for three breaths of time before it completely collapsed. The powerful shockwave directly sent Lan Haiping flying.
"Wow …"
Lan Haiping's face was as pale as paper, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the Netherworld Devil Emperor who was floating in the air and looking down on him unwillingly. He never thought that his attack that had exhausted all of his energy would still be unable to shake the other party.