near the holy monument,

The fight between the top geniuses was fierce and deadly, and everyone used their strongest fighting power.

Zhong Liyuan has always been walking on the edge of life and death.

With only one arm, he already had the will to die.

As long as you can replace the one on the other side, you'll make a profit.

Therefore, every sword is filled with the evil spirit of destroying jade and stone, and there is no fear of injury at all.

Jin Li roared in both ears, his eardrums were shattered and he couldn't hear anything.

But that was all. Instead, it made him focus more on the battle in front of him.

Jin Li attacked with great force, but he narrowly avoided it again and again.

However, with only one arm, he was still weaker after all.

Jin Li struggled to get hurt and slapped Zhong Liyuan on the right shoulder.

Both arms are broken.

Zhong Liyuan's whole body was like a rag bag, flying backwards and rolling to the ground.

Jin Li, who was tall and powerful, strode after him and stepped on Zhong Liyuan's chest.

"Crack!"

The clear sound of broken bones was heard.

Zhong Liyuan's Qiqiao was bleeding, but he still had breath.

Jin Li leaned down domineeringly, "You are already useless, why are you still fighting for your life?"

"It's fine now, I'll accept your life!"

"What last words can I say?"

Zhong Liyuan smiled miserably and coughed up blood, "Luo Taiqing, I can't take your life back..."

As he spoke, he stared at Jin Li closely,

"Your life...I will accept it too."

Jin Li felt a sense of crisis in his heart, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he put so much force on his feet that Zhong Liyuan's chest was crushed directly, and he prepared to use the force to retreat.

But Zhong Liyuan was already exuding violent literary fluctuations.

"boom……"

The horrific explosion left a large crater with a radius of ten feet on the ground.

At the last moment, Zhong Liyuan detonated a total of thirty seventh-grade peak self-destruction grammars in his hand.

Even though Jin Li had expected it, Zhong Liyuan was too decisive in triggering the self-destruction method.

There were so many self-destruction spells from Zhang at the peak of the seventh rank. Even if Jin Li had the combat power of the mid-sixth rank, it would be difficult to resist them.

After the terrifying movement dissipated, half of Jin Li's body was blown to pieces, and the right leg that crushed Zhong Liyuan's heart had been reduced to a pile of rotten flesh.

Both sides suffer!

Even if Jin Li is not dead, unless he can regain his right leg, his future is basically blocked.

The battlefield fell silent for a moment,

Both sides saw the brutality of this battle, and an even more violent attack followed!

Wen Yan suddenly opened his arms, "The trees and silver flowers are here now, but there are no red clothes on the tower."

"Grammar—flaming trees and silver flowers!"

Three rings of fire swept away from his body, and wherever they passed, seal characters spread out in the void, like flaming lotuses blooming.

Yuan Shengtian, who was extremely irritable under pressure, had to roar back and retreat.

Shi Jun directly threw the iron rod in his hand, with great force and weight, like a small mountain, hitting Wen Yan with the sound of howling wind.

Wherever it passed, the flame lotus was violently knocked away, while Shi Jun followed the iron rod and rushed towards Wen Yan.

The corners of Wen Yan's mouth raised slightly, and a touch of pleasure appeared in his eyes.

"Grammar - Hongshang!"

This poem actually contains not just one grammar, but two astonishing ones!

The cloak behind Wen Yan turned into a red robe, covering him in it.

At this moment, Wen Yan is like a god in fire, exuding a majestic and majestic power.

But the third grammar came out of his mouth!

"Grammar—missing!"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yan's body erupted with blazing light, as if the sun was shining directly on him.

Shi Jun, who rushed over, and Yuan Shengtian, who retreated, both subconsciously closed their eyes.

No, these are more than just two grammars!?

But the appalling three grammars!

One poem and three grammars!

Wen Yan quickly approached Shi Jun, his eyes gleaming,

"One poem by Taibai and four grammars."

"I, Wen Yan, do not have his poetic talent, but the grammar I created is by no means weaker than anyone else's!"

"Grammar - Tower!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the void suddenly shook.

Wen Yan's aura increased again, and even seemed to be about to break through the limit.

A tower of flame appeared in his palm.

"town!"

The flame tower swelled in the wind and turned into a three-foot-tall tower. With the blazing heat that burned everything, it rumbled and smashed on the stone head of Queen Cang's retreat.

"Boom..."

The earth kept shaking.

The flame tower left a deep crater in the ground.

Shi Jun was suppressed directly below, his energy was like a gossamer, and the hot flames were constantly burning his body.

Soon there was no movement.

There is only one Yuan Shengtian left.

Wen Yan turned to look at Yuan Shengtian. At this time, Yuan Shengtian recovered from the "no grammar".

Looking at Shi Jun with the flames flying around his body, his expression changed and then became calm.

"Human race, you really pissed me off..."

Wen Yan held Wen Jing in his hand, replenishing his own consumption, and said with a chuckle, "It seems that your so-called royal family is not worthy of its name."

"I didn't expect that you would burst out with such fighting power in an instant."

The golden armor on Yuan Shengtian's body clanged again, becoming more complete and more powerful.

"Now you are qualified to see me in my strongest state."

The golden light on Yuan Shengtian's palm flowed down like lava, quietly solidifying in mid-air.

It was an extremely rough metal rod, but one could feel the terrifying aura within it at a glance!

The armor on Yuan Shengtian's body was completely intact, and coupled with the iron-mixed fine gold rod in his hand, he completely transformed into a god of war.

"Before you die, I might as well tell you that I am from the Diamond Ape clan, but I have returned to my ancestors and have some of my ancestors' blood."

Yuan Shengtian pointed his stick at Wen Yan, "You deserve to die today."

"I can take you two with me, so I will die a worthy death!" Wen Yan took a deep breath, and the flames on his body rose again,

"This battle was so frustrating. You took advantage of the large number of people in your clan and the fact that our high-level scribes were unable to participate in the battle. It was so overwhelming that I couldn't even breathe."

"Now this battle is the real battle!"

Yuan Shengtian shook his iron-mixed gold stick towards the back, "You are about to be completely defeated. It is estimated that there are only less than 500,000 left from more than one million."

"The defeat has been decided. I will send you all down so that my Jin soldiers will not be too lonely when they leave." Wen Yan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Yuan Shengtian took a step forward and rushed towards Wen Yan with a bang like a stone.

"When you are dead, I will smash the human race's holy monument again, and their final will to fight will be defeated by me."

"You will be defeated on the battlefield of Fengchuan Three Thousand Miles!"
To be continued...