Sniff
The long sword collided with the blood-colored cassock, and the sound of tearing spread, making people's hair stand on end.
The tenth Vajra Shield was shattered, and the long sword was entangled by the blood robe, stopping half a foot in front of Shiva's neck, unable to advance an inch.
The fear still remained on Shiva’s face, he was trembling all over and his whole body was wet.
If that sword had struck her just now, her head and body would have been separated.
This was the first time I felt so close to death.
Without even thinking, Shiva quickly stepped back, stood firm, looked up at the dome devoutly, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Master."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-stained robe wrapped around the spear loosened and flew towards the dome.
Duobao stood on the blood lotus throne, looking down at the body of the Beiwei warrior from above.
Through the Dharma image, he looked at Yue Fei in the central army.
Without further ado, Duobao raised his hand and pressed down on the Beiwei Army. The power of the saint swept across Yaksha City and enveloped Yue Fei's Beiwei Army.
Feeling the pressure, Yue Fei snorted coldly, raised his sword, and collided with Duobao's giant palm.
The quasi-saint gathered the power of a million legions and collided with the saint.
Battle formation against the saint.
After the huge fluctuations, everything returned to calm, and it did not collapse as imagined.
Huh?
One hit was useless.
Duobao let out a light "eh" sound, full of surprise.
The mortal army led by the quasi-saint can actually block the power of the saint.
All the strength was dispersed among all the soldiers. Although they all had some minor injuries, they were still able to fight.
In the battle of Lingyun Ferry, he only knew that the battle formation was somewhat mysterious, and dealing with a quasi-saint was already his limit. He did not expect that he could now withstand the power of a saint.
Come again!
The power in Duobao's hands was concentrated, and his holy might was overwhelming.
The bloody handprint cast a red glow on the gloomy dome of the underworld.
In the center of the big handprint, the "卍" Buddhist seal and the yin and yang fish of the Tai Chi diagram change alternately, vowing to crush the Beiwei army.
A huge sense of crisis hung over the hearts of all the soldiers of the Beiwei Army.
All the soldiers were more solemn than ever, their attention was focused on the battle formation, they gave their all and dared not slack off.
This time the opponent is a saint.
Sensing the crisis, Yue Fei remained calm and with a flip of his hand, the seal of the Great Xia Empire was in his hand.
Suddenly, the fortune of the Great Xia nation surged, coming from the void through the connection of the commander's seal.
The fate of the country fell on the Beiwei Army. The soldiers who were originally injured were instantly restored to their peak.
The momentum of the legion is rising steadily.
Fighting against a saint, what a crazy idea.
As long as they can withstand this time, there will be no bottlenecks in their future cultivation path.
After getting through this disaster, the road ahead will be smooth.
So what if he is a saint?
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
The fighting spirit of many soldiers is rising steadily. With the help of the country's fortune, their combat effectiveness is increasing endlessly.
The body of the Beiwei warrior rose again, the shield in his hand raised, a huge amount of spiritual power and national destiny surged, and the fighting spirit boiled.
boom!
The bloody handprint collided with the giant shield, instantly draining the battlefield into a vacuum.
The aftermath of the horrific explosion caused the other soldiers on the battlefield to ignore the flying generals of Longcheng who were attacking Wei Qing and to retreat.
The Shura and ghost tribes that were closest to them turned into ashes in an instant.
The formation that was fighting against Hu Wei couldn't help but take a step back in the huge aftermath of the collision.
The battle between Beiwei Army and Duobao became the focus of the battlefield.
When the aftermath dissipated, many soldiers of the Beiwei Army stood on the ruins on the battlefield.
The huge body of the Beiwei warrior is still standing, his shield is broken, and his condensed armor is shattered, but he is still standing.
There is no good land around except under your feet.
With one move from the saint, one tenth of the Beiwei army was killed. Unable to withstand the pressure, the soldiers died in the battle just now.
The remaining soldiers were injured to varying degrees.
But at this moment, the eyes of the surviving soldiers on the battlefield were extremely bright.
They fought against the saints and were not defeated.
When this war is over, their future will have unlimited possibilities.
In the center of the army, Yue Fei held the commander's seal in his hand, his eyes serious, looking directly at Duobao.
This is the power of a saint.
After resisting Duobao's move, his road ahead would be smooth.
In the realm of saints, there are no more secrets for him.
"war."
Yue Fei shouted.
The crazy fighting spirit surged, and the national destiny emanating from the commander-in-chief's seal quickly spread to all the soldiers of the Beiwei Army.
The injuries of all the soldiers were healing rapidly, and many soldiers made breakthroughs on the spot and reached a higher level of cultivation.
"war."
"war!"
All the soldiers of the Beiwei Army shouted loudly.
The next moment, the Beiwei warrior's damaged body quickly repaired itself and the shield reappeared.
As long as the battle formation and morale do not collapse, they can still fight.
Duobao looked at the newly formed battle formation with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Most of these human legions are immortals. Even the lowest-level immortals can use battle formations to withstand an attack from his saint.
"good."
Duobao said this softly and clasped his hands together.
The surging blood energy gushed out from the blood lotus under his feet, forming a sea of blood.
In the sea of blood, there are also Buddhist scriptures and Taoist runes, which are both good and evil and extremely strange.
"Great Sage."
Yue Fei looked up and shouted.
The purpose of resisting the saint has been achieved, and the rest is left to the saint.
As soon as he finished speaking, before Duobao's sea of blood could take shape, a spatial portal opened above the dome of the underworld. A huge club fell from the sky and smashed into Duobao's head.
When Duobao saw the huge stick suddenly appear, his expression changed slightly. He looked up at the big stick and resisted it without hesitation.
Boom!
Like the sound of bronze bells from the ancient mountains, it echoed outside Yaksha City.
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