Western Territory.

War smoke is everywhere.

On the battlefield with thousands of troops and horses, in three battle situations, King Triumphant, King Rakshasa, and Li Ziye all had the upper hand. Their only goal was to kill the opponent 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 battle situations, although King Triumphant, King Rakshasa, and Li Ziye have the upper hand, it will not be possible to kill their opponents in a short time.

"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.

During the battle, the heads of the two men flew up, which was shocking.

As he came out bathed in blood, Tao Yaoyao became more murderous. He slashed down with his sword, and another person's arm flew away, screaming in agony.

The battle situation in the distance.

Li Ziye's eyelids jumped several times when he saw the fierce side of his junior uncle.

Too cruel.

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 deceitful people.

Seeing the King of Triumph, King of Rakshasa, and Li Ziye, they didn't dare to be careless. They used all their strength and strength 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 able to gain favor.

Of course, injuries vary in severity. In the end, there will be times when you can't hold on.

"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 true 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's, even if he exchanged it for one 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 and uncontrollable.

If this continues, they may all fall here!

Critical moment.

Above the sky.

Suddenly, there was a great deal of light.

Within a radius of thirty miles, powerful and surging light power fell from the sky and engulfed the bodies of the three people.

Immediately, the light power was restored in the bodies of Wen Daoran, Mu Shouzhi, and Yan Xiaoyu, temporarily suppressing their injuries.

"Fuck!"

During the battle, Li Ziye saw this situation and looked towards the sky with a look of shock on his face.

Damn it, we’ve been fighting until now, what’s wrong again?

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, who was also wearing a red divine robe and whose aura was much more powerful than Liu Rongnu, was actually the second-ranked Archbishop of Hell in the four red-clothed archbishops.

"retreat!"

With his strength temporarily restored, Mu Shouzhi made an immediate 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 down 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 extremely domineering 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 off, 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 Mu Shouzhi's left shoulder, and 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 flickered, and an unbearable stinging pain came from his eyes.

"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, slapped the latter with his palm, and immediately left with the latter.

"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, a cold look flashing in his eyes.

The last battle situation.

Wen Daoran, who had broken his arm, endured the severe pain, took advantage of the situation and stepped on it, and also escaped from the battle.

In three battles, one person had his arm broken, one had his shoulder bone shattered, and one had both eyes damaged. All were seriously injured.

If it weren't for the intervention of Liu Rongnu and Qi Yu, it is very likely that all the three five-level combat power of Tianyu Palace would be lost on the battlefield today.

"This won't kill them."

In the middle of the battlefield, Li Ziye closed the iron fan, walked back, and said with a look of 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's really 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 greatly damaged. Mu Shouzhi must have been seriously injured by the sword from the junior uncle's sword. 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, his eyes are blind, and he won't be able to make any waves for a while."

While talking, the two of them 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."
To be continued...