Western Territory.
War smoke is everywhere.
On the battlefield with thousands of troops and horses, in three battles, King Triumphant, King Rakshasa, and Li Ziye all had the upper hand. Their only goal was to kill the opponents in front of them.
Although, it's not that easy.
Both Wen Daoran and Mu Shouzhi are great practitioners at the level of the Five Realms. It is not easy to kill the Five Realms.
And Yan Xiaoyu, although he has not entered the fifth realm, he is only half a step away. With the divine power of light, he is not far behind even the real great practitioners of the five realms.
It's also very troublesome to kill.
Therefore, in the three battles, although King Triumphant, King Rakshasa, and Li Ziye had the upper hand, it would not be possible to kill their opponents in a short while.
"Human sword!"
In the middle of the battle, Tao Yaoyao fought with one against seven. The battle reached a fever pitch, and the Three Ultimate Swords came out in response.
The sword flashed and blood flowed like a waterfall.
In the battle scene, the heads of the two men flew up, which was shocking.
As the blood came out, Tao Yaoyao became more murderous. He slashed down with his sword, and another person's arm flew away, screaming loudly.
The battle in the distance.
Li Ziye's eyelids twitched several times when he saw the fierce side of his junior uncle.
Too brutal.
It seemed that his junior uncle was already very gentle to him on weekdays.
"Oracle of Light!"
In three battlefields, under an unfavorable situation, Wen Daoran, Mu Shouzhi, and Yan Xiaoyu simultaneously used the secret skills of the Heavenly Mandate Palace. In an instant, light descended on the world, and the oracle punished evil and evil.
Seeing this, the King of Triumph, King of Rakshasa, and Li Ziye did not dare to be careless. They used all their strength and body to charge forward.
But I heard three earth-shattering collisions.
In three battle situations, six people were stained with vermilion.
In a head-to-head confrontation, no one will be pleased.
Of course, injuries vary in severity. In the end, there will be times when you can't hold on any longer.
"Son of God, come again."
In the third battle scene, Li Ziye stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Yan Xiaoyu, who was almost a dead fish in front of him, and rushed forward again.
He couldn't kill this rotten fish today, so he ate the Holy Sword of Judgment as a snack!
"boom!"
The strength of the palms merged, the energy collided with each other, and the battle situation was instantly shaken.
Yan Xiaoyu, who was seriously injured, was hit by the residual force. Blood spurted out from the wound on his chest again, adding to the injury.
Ten steps away, Li Ziye suppressed the surging blood in his body and rushed forward again.
His uncle, even if he exchanged one for the other today, he would still kill his grandson!
Why can't he, the Son of Destiny, kill a Son of God?
"Old Palace Master, Son of God!"
In another battle situation, Mu Shouzhi, who was in an equally precarious situation, saw that the old palace master and the Son of God were in critical condition, and felt anxious.
If this continues, they may all fall here!
Emergency moment.
Above the sky.
Suddenly, there was a great deal of light.
Within a radius of thirty miles, majestic and surging light power fell from the sky and engulfed the bodies of the three people.
Suddenly, the light power was restored in the bodies of Wen Daoran, Mu Shouzhi, and Yan Xiaoyu, temporarily suppressing their injuries.
"Fuck!"
During the battle, when Li Ziye saw this situation, he looked towards the sky with a look of shock on his face.
Damn it, it’s been so long, what’s wrong?
But see the light.
Two figures walked out. One was Li Ziye's old acquaintance and one of the four red-clothed archbishops of the Tianyu Palace, Liu Rongnu.
The other person, also wearing a red divine robe, with an aura much more powerful than Liu Rongnv, was actually the second-ranked Archbishop of the Prison Prayer among the four red-clothed archbishops.
"retreat!"
With his strength temporarily restored, Mu Shouzhi made a prompt decision and shouted in a deep voice.
In the first battle situation, Wen Daoran turned his palm to raise his energy, struck out with one palm, then stepped on his foot and quickly retreated.
"I want to leave, does this king allow me to leave?"
The King of Triumph snorted coldly, raised his saber to the sky, and all the overbearing true energy penetrated into the saber, and he immediately slashed it down, splitting Huashan Mountain with all his strength.
The saber fell.
Amidst the violent collision, the light burst out.
"ah!"
Amid the painful screams, Wen Daoran's arm was broken, and the blood dyed the sky red.
Another battle situation.
Tao Yaoyao's figure passed by, and his sword was like thunder. The sword penetrated into Mu Shouzhi's left shoulder. A terrifying force exploded, instantly destroying his shoulder bone.
The blood gushed out like a waterfall, so dazzling.
The third battle situation.
Li Ziye stepped forward and swung the stainless steel fan in his hand, stabbing Yan Xiaoyu straight in the heart.
Yan Xiaoyu took two steps back to avoid the sharp edge of the iron fan.
only.
The iron fan's attack continued, and the moment when the bright stone shone brightly in the sky, the brilliance flourished.
Yan Xiaoyu retreated sharply, but saw the iron fan passing by again, his eyes blurred, and then, an unbearable sting came.
"Son of God, retreat!"
this moment.
In the void, Liu Rongnu rushed over, raised her hand to grab Yan Xiaoyu, and quickly retreated.
the other side.
Archbishop Qi Jing also came to Mu Shouzhi's side, clapped his hand, and immediately took the latter away.
"You run really fast!"
Tao Yaoyao blocked the palm force coming from the air with a sword, and looked at the two people walking away, with a cold look in his eyes.
The last battle situation.
Wen Daoran, who had broken his arm, endured the severe pain and took advantage of the situation to step out of the battle.
In three battles, one person had a broken arm, one had a broken shoulder bone, one had both eyes damaged, and all were seriously injured.
If it weren't for the intervention of Liu Rongnu and Qi Yu, it is very likely that all three of Tianyu Hall's five-level combat power would be lost on the battlefield today.
"It won't kill them."
In the middle of the battlefield, Li Ziye closed the iron fan, walked back, and said with regret on his face.
"If you don't die, you will be useless."
Tao Yaoyao sheathed her sword and said with a cold expression, "Next time we meet, kill them all!"
"Uncle Junior is mighty and domineering." Li Ziye said with a smile.
"loquacious."
Tao Yaoyao looked a little calmer and said, "It is indeed a pity. I thought that at least one of the five realms of Tianyu Palace's combat power could be eliminated."
"Wen Daoran's arm was broken, and his strength must have been severely damaged. Mu Shouzhi's injuries from that sword strike by the junior uncle must have been extremely serious. The two of them in the Five Realms will not be worried in a short time."
Li Ziye responded with a smile, "As for Yan Xiaoyu, he is blind. He won't be able to make any waves for a while."
While talking, the two walked to the rear of the army.
When the King of Triumph saw the two of them, he apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Wen Daoran escaped and wasted Mr. Sanyu's calculations."
"The King of Triumph has no need to apologize."
Li Ziye smiled and said, "I couldn't kill the Son of Light either. Something happened so suddenly that no one expected that the Tianyu Palace would dispatch two red archbishops."
"It's really too sudden."
The King of Triumph nodded and said, "It seems that the scholar figured something out, so he sent two red archbishops to come to the rescue."
"Amitabha."
While the three of them were talking, a group of figures stepped forward from a distance, led by the two young monks Qingqing and Sanzang.
On the battlefield, corpses lay everywhere, and there were countless wounded.
Sanzang knelt down and helped up a severely wounded merchant soldier. Buddha energy surged around his body, stopping the flowing blood.
"Monk?"
When the King of Triumph saw the young novice monk in the distance, he looked startled and said in surprise, "Why does this monk have such a strange aura?"
"It's Tripitaka, the Buddhist disciple of Qingdeng Temple."
On the side, Tao Yaoyao looked at the two familiar figures in front of her and said solemnly, "But the trouble is that girl."
"trouble?"
King Triumphant said in surprise, "There are not many people who can make King Rakshasa troublesome."
"If King Triumph knew her name, I'm afraid he would feel the same way."
Tao Yaoyao said in a deep voice, "That girl is the goddess of the demon clan, Qingqing."
"The demon goddess?"
When the King of Triumph heard this, his heart was shocked and his face showed disbelief.
Hasn’t the demon goddess returned to the far north? Why did she come to the human world again?
"Qingqing."
At the edge of the battlefield, Sanzang noticed the distant gazes and said softly, "Let's go and say thank you. King Rakshasa also helped us in the Great Shang Capital City."
There were too many people who had helped them in that big wedding.
"Um."
On the side, Qingqing nodded in response and walked forward.
soon.
The two of them walked to the rear of the Shang army and went to express their thanks.
"Master, I'm Zhang Sanyu, please be polite."
When the two of them arrived, before they could speak, Li Ziye stepped forward and said with a grin.
This little bald donkey is getting uglier as it grows!
Sanzang looked at the strange young man in front of him, his expression was startled, and after a moment, he seemed to realize something and his heart was shaken.
Is this a familiar feeling?
"Mr. Sanyu, little monk Sanzang, you are polite!"
After a few breaths, Sanzang came to his senses and responded politely under someone's threatening gaze.
We haven’t seen each other for two years, and we are only in the early stages of the fourth realm, Shina!
