Volume 2, Chapter 83 Feng He draws his sword, and the white-haired immortal raises a blood-red flag.
Dahei snorted coldly.
It did not deny the other party's words, but as the former king of the wilderness.
The only being in the lower realm who has fought against the immortals.
How can I show my fear in such a small situation?
It lowered its eyes.
"If you think so, go ahead and try and see if I can beat the shit out of you." While speaking, it did not forget to move its hooves.
When the cow's hooves were bent, a crackling sound was heard.
Canghaixiao's expression also darkened.
His expression also became extremely solemn.
"Then I am offended, do it."
He waved his hand.
The other three people roared out their magic spells.
Dahei is accumulating strength.
Fist movement.
"Don't accuse me of bullying the younger generation. I won't use my demonic power, but I'll still beat you to death. Crazy Bull Demon Fist..."
"Bang......."
“Boom…”
Qingfeng saw this scene and shouted loudly.
"Yes, Dahei, hammer them to death."
Canghai Xiao and others relied on magic to resist.
But it still hurts a lot.
Such physical strength is so terrifying.
If the demon energy could be mobilized, I'm afraid even the four of them wouldn't be able to do anything to it.
Dahei was fighting wildly in the air.
Canghai smiled when he saw this, and his brows drooped a little more.
It seems that today will be another protracted battle.
He roared at the saints behind him.
"Quick, attack with all your strength and destroy the temple."
Upon hearing this, the other saints also took action again.
The war started again.
The roar that had originally stopped and the spreading fog.
Pervade again.
The people of Zhulu City.
Hiding at home.
Listen to the roar of the sky from time to time.
Shivering.
Houses located below the main battlefield were often shattered by attack waves.
Of course there were shouts.
It is only compared to the roar of the battle between the saints in heaven.
Too small, too small.
So small that it can be ignored.
Feng He said to Jing Hong, "Little sister, stay here and don't move."
"Second brother, what are you going to do?"
Feng He looked in the direction of Tiandaoyuan.
Where is the breeze?
He had to go and bring him back.
"I'll go bring back Qingfeng, Wanjin, and Xiaohei."
"Your Highness."
Feng He's eyes swept over the two of them and he said lightly.
"Protect Jinghong and Guanqi until I return."
The two of them clasped their fists and nodded heavily.
"Together with my life."
Feng He nodded after hearing this.
Then exert force with your feet.
It was ejected like a big black object.
Facing a saint above the sky.
A knife chopped out.
"Take my sword strike, shock word technique."
The dragging long sword was wrapped in a circle of black evil spirit.
A knife was swung out, like a raging wave, hitting the shore.
The saint is charging towards Zufeng.
Seeing this scene, I was initially contemptuous.
A mere extraordinary person dares to compete with a saint.
It is different from committing suicide.
But at the moment the knife cut down.
His entire expression suddenly changed.
Feng He's blade fell.
It directly shattered the saint's shield.
The violent force was like a mountain falling.
The saint's arms were numb from the shock.
His pupils constricted.
“How is this possible…?”
Although Chao is good at power.
But this is not such a good idea.
The Fourth Prince in front of him was only 20 years old, and his realm was only the fifth level of the Extraordinary Realm.
How is it possible to have so much strength?
However, Feng He did not stop.
Then take another knife.
The knife moves and the wind rises.
Then there was a loud shout.
"Get out of my way."
"Stop him now."
"He is the Fourth Prince, behead him."
Almost at the same time.
Three more saints came towards Feng He's location.
The heir to the throne must naturally be beheaded.
If he doesn't show up, it's fine; but if he shows up, he must be punished.
Chaotianque looked panicked.
"Quick, protect my son."
If he hadn't been seriously ill and would have died if he moved, he would have probably rushed forward by now.
The saints of Kyushu heard this.
Rush to help.
However, he was held back by his opponent and had no time to take care of anything else, let alone get rid of his opponent.
I could only watch and feel anxious in my heart.
"Quick, retreat..."
Even so.
Feng He, the young and naive guy, doesn't care at all.
Even if four saints came to attack him.
He still stood with the knife in hand.
There was an inexplicable fanaticism in his eyes.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had fought, nor how long it had been since he had killed someone.
His eye sockets turned blood red at this moment.
A blood mist was dragged up.
The blade gathers power and rushes out with a murderous gust of wind.
Jinghong pinched the corner of her clothes, her face full of worry.
But at this time, the white-haired fairy and others in the dark moved.
If you say that before, you could just stand by and watch the success or failure.
But it’s no longer possible now.
Hua Zhilu specifically instructed this.
The mission of this trip is to protect Ye Tingmu's four younger brothers and sisters.
Everything was going well according to the White-haired Immortal's plan, and they would wait until they were almost done fighting.
When you are exhausted, you appear.
Then use your magical powers.
He just ran away with the four of them.
By that time, the Saints of the Canghai clan will be almost exhausted, and it will not be easy to catch up.
Moreover, his strength was there for sure. It only took him half a night to kill the Northern Maniac King.
Among the saints in this battle, the only one who could tie with him was Canghai.
The others are not good enough at all.
So according to his plan, he was absolutely sure to take four people away.
But what about now?
That fat guy was summoned away by someone for no apparent reason.
In danger.
Now there’s no time to wait for him to rescue.
These two idiots also rushed out.
With his absolute hatred-attracting physique.
As soon as he appeared, he was besieged by the Four Saints.
What will happen if we don't care about this?
I saw a white-haired fairy in a fluttering white dress.
He waved the blood-red flag in his hand.
"This wind summons souls."
Bang.....
Bang......
Bang......
“Ah…”
A fishy wind arose and blew for thousands of miles.
The surging scarlet transformed into a bloody beast.
Baring his fangs, he rushed towards the Second Saint who was attacking Feng He.
The other two also took out their magical weapons.
In just a moment, the Four Saints were forced to retreat.
Three people suddenly appeared.
Caused a commotion.
Zhang He recognized the person and exclaimed in surprise.
"Blood God Cult, why are you here?"
A blood-colored ancient banner was suspended behind the white-haired immortal.
The folding fan in her hand dances lightly.
Follow it and it will go on.
The three stood in front of Feng He.
He said domineeringly: "By order of Saint Feng, anyone who dares to touch the Ye family...will be killed!!!"
Zhang He snorted coldly.
"What a Blood God Cult! It seems that the rumors are true. Ye Tingmu is indeed having an affair with the Saint of the Blood God Cult."
The white-haired fairy clapped his folding fan.
"How dare you think I can teach you, Saint? I will tear your mouth to pieces."
"You dare to do it, and you dare not let others say it. If you want to beat me, I will beat you. I am afraid you can't do it."
The white-haired immortal suddenly rushed out.
If you don’t fight, then it’s fine. But if you fight, then use all your killing moves.
"Secret method: using blood as a guide to destroy reincarnation."
With this scene, the situation on the battlefield changed again.
It's been a roller coaster ride.
As the other two saints rushed out.
The sky battlefield that was originally defeated.
The situation reversed.
Now Dahei is alone, fighting against the four saints.
Although it was a bit miserable, he could bear it. After all, he didn't dare to use his demonic power, so he was naturally not that powerful.
And the front battlefield.
Of the original eleven saints of Jiuzhou, three have died one after another.
There are only 8 saints now.
Putting aside the four saints who were chasing Dahei, they still had to face the 17 saints, which meant they were bound to collapse at the first touch.
But now it’s different, with the addition of three people.
The difference in the number of people between the two sides was only six.
The white-haired immortal was chasing and beating three people.
A very strong group.
Feng He also chased after a saint and attacked him.
With a fierce strength.
It was a 50-50 fight.
At this moment, the balance of war has not yet completely tilted.
But Kyushu can still hold on.
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