Super Student's Three-realms Army

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofann placed his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards Bellia's direction.    

"As the true protector of Tsarist Russia, how can I lower my head and admit defeat so easily?"    

"Even if I, Bellia, die, I will die standing. How can I die kneeling?"    

The corner of Bellia's mouth rose, and a sad smile appeared on his face. His old eyes were filled with a red blood, and all the blood vessels on his skin began to expand violently at the same time. Strands of blood fiendish energy were also being emitted from his body. From afar, it looked like a ball of bloody mist.    

Burning the Blood Essence, the Blood Demonic Wolf's secret technique!    

Without a doubt, this was the final trump card of the orcs. It was a method of risking one's life.    

Moreover, with Bellia's current age, once he ignited his bloodline power, it basically meant that he had completely put his life at risk. He was going to fight the enemy to the death!    

Along with the continuous burning of the Blood Demonic Wolf's Blood Essence, the severe injuries on Bellia's body were recovering at a visible speed. His vigorous and majestic aura was also rising rapidly until it reached its peak.    

Strands of blood-red wolf fur started to appear on his body. Bellia's hands and feet continued to evolve towards the wolf claws.    

"Since you've made your choice, let me send you on your last journey!"    

Zhang Xiaofann's eyes were cold, and his face was devoid of emotion. He slowly extended his left hand.    

Suddenly, an extremely dull sound, as if a huge stone mill was slowly turning, came from the void in front of him.    

The loudness of this sound far surpassed any previous one. It was as if muffled thunder was exploding. A huge crimson palm that was over ten feet wide appeared out of thin air from the sky. It was like the palm of a Flame Fiend, and it almost covered the entire dome of the train station hall, causing Bellia to not dare to breathe too heavily.    

"All-encompassing Manifestation, all ashes, Burning Heaven and Earth Palm!"    

Zhang Xiaofann coldly shouted. His left palm seemed to be able to penetrate through the space in front of him.    

With a wave of his hand, the crimson flame palm instantly pierced through the darkness in front of him. The flames continued to burn, and it continued to press down on Bellia from above.    

"With one hand, I can burn the heavens!"    

After Zhang Xiaofann's Vital Spirit cultivation base reached the great circle of the Incarnation Infant Stage, he was finally able to display a few percent of the divine might of this secret technique of the Immortal Realm.    

However, just as the gigantic crimson hand was about to strike down from above, and Zhang Xiaofann was about to strike down from above, a look of deep despair appeared in Bellia's eyes.    

Suddenly, an anxious voice rang out from outside the train station.    

"Lord Zhang Wutian, please spare my men!"    

"Our side..."    

"Our side... Begs... Begs for a truce..."    

"Oh?"    

"You want a truce?!"    

When the voice rang out, the murderous aura on Zhang Xiaofann's face was much fainter than before.