But it's a bit exaggerated that the aftermath of their battle could still cause damage to them after sweeping across a hundred miles!
They even believe that this is a holy land.
Even Bei Xuanzun, who was known as the strongest man in Qingzhou, was shocked.
Even if it was him, if he wanted to take the last punch from the two, he would have to deal with it with all his strength, and he might not be able to take it, and he might even burn some of his life!
He is now reluctant to burn his life.
Last time, in order to block Wuming's sword, he lost at least 500 years of his life.
Now that he has seen the dawn of the holy realm, he naturally does not want to waste his limited life.
The Xuanwu hiding in the corner also shrank its neck slightly.
"Young people nowadays are so fierce!"
It felt that its shell was no longer hard.
The last punch of these two people can at least break through the three layers of defense of its turtle shell. They need to practice more quickly.
He quickly raised his eighth level of defense to the ninth level.
This is safer.
As he was thinking, Xuanwu's figure disappeared quietly.
Things here should be finished. I should go back and have some sleep and rest.
I worked very hard today and I'm a little too tired.
The clouds and mist dissipated in the field.
Bai Qi, with a pale face, was barely standing with the help of his long spear, his aura fluctuating greatly.
It seems that the last punch also caused considerable damage.
A hundred meters ahead of him, the white-haired Ying Wu was kneeling on one knee, with a large dent in his chest.
Blood continued to flow out.
Ying Wu raised his blood-stained head, looked at Bai Qi, and smiled brightly.
"Bai Qi, not bad!"
Then he looked to the east and stood up with difficulty.
"Princess, Demon Slayer Ying Wu is here to report to you!"
A moment later, Ying Wu's body was directly digested, turned into ashes, and disappeared with the wind.
His body and soul had been smashed to pieces by the last punch just now, and were barely held together by the last bit of spiritual power passed down by Bai Qi.
Let him say his last words.
"Old Ying!"
On the top of Dongshan City.
Wang Teng closed his eyes.
Zhao Qingzhou also sighed.
He had sensed something was wrong a long time ago, but he and Ying Wu were not actually that familiar with each other.
He couldn't detect it in advance like Wang Teng.
But even if he knew, he probably wouldn't stop it.
He himself couldn't sacrifice his life for his country, so how could he have the nerve to stop others!
"Master Wei!"
One after another, sad voices were heard.
At this time, the Qingzhou Demon-Slaying Guards finally reacted.
Their guardian is gone!
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