"Darryl!"
"Watch out!"
Yvette, Yvonne, Quincy, and the others yelped when they saw Darryl in danger of losing. One by one, they drew their swords and hurried to Darryl's side to help him against Zhang Jue. At that very moment, Gonggong was touched by the fact that Darryl had proactively stood up and fought Zhang Jue for her.
The pressure on Darryl was lifted when Yvette and the rest went to help him.
'Damn it!'
Zhang Jue was frustrated beyond words at the sudden turn of events. He thought that he would have the chance to get rid of Daryl once and for all, and yet with his level of prestige, people would simply get in his way.
He was agitated because his enemies had surrounded him; Zhang Jue's eyes reddened. "You people are nothing but a disorderly mob, DIE!"
Baam!
Zhang Jue struck with a roar. A strong force was emitted, and it pushed Yvette and Yvonne back a few steps backward. He looked around in detest as he felt the fire of his rage burned stronger by the minute. As he gazed downward, he saw that the enemies had completely hindered the North Moana Army under Darryl's command. It would be difficult to enter their camo, let alone to win the fight.
In the blink of an eye, innumerable light swords crashed into their protective barriers, followed by infinitive rumbling noises. The barriers were close to their breaking point, but they managed to fend off the attack. Even so, Chester, Quincy, and a couple of others were wounded by the aftershock; their faces paled in pain. Technically, Chester and the others were more than capable of blocking the attack from the light swords. Still, their internal energy had yet to recover from their previous battle against the Raksasa Army.
Zhang Jue's Infinite Sword of Destruction sent the most powerful light sword toward Darryl—it contained more than 60 percent of Zhang Jue's power. It ripped through the air with tremendous force, and as it got closer to Darryl, he realized that he would not be able to dodge it. He took a deep breath as he summoned his internal energy and shifted his hand to place the Heavenly Halberd before him in an attempt to block the attack.
Baam!
Darryl felt as though a tsunami had hit him as the enormous light sword crashed onto the Heavenly Halberd, and with a muffled grunt, he was sent flying backward. He did not stop until he was more than a hundred meters away from the camp; dozens of trees were snapped in half along his path. Blood gushed from his mouth uncontrollably as his body touched the ground.
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