"Roar!!"

The roar resounded throughout the sky, in the Wanpingjun camp.

A blazing light bloomed, and then a huge green fire dragon appeared from under the tent, rolling in billowing yin energy, and rushed towards the Lushan officers and soldiers camp.

The ferocious dragon head opened its mouth and spewed out a large amount of flames.

The flames formed a whirlpool and hit the Lushan camp.

But then, someone in the camp shouted angrily.

"How dare you show off your evil skills in front of a poor Taoist even though you have only the fire dragon technique?"

The sound fell and yellow light bloomed.

A seal whirled and flew high into the sky.

Then it swelled in the wind and turned into an extremely huge shape, like a small mountain, smashing towards the fire dragon.

boom!!

The fire dragon roared and was smashed into pieces by the big seal.

The fire dragon turned into pieces of green sparks and scattered from the sky.

The big seal's momentum remained unabated and crashed into the enemy's formation.

The flesh and blood were blurred and turned into powder.

On the ground, a large black pit dozens of feet wide appeared.

Compared with the methods of warriors, the methods of monks are more complicated and are most suitable for long-range and group killing. The power and damage caused by this blow is greater than that of ten masters of the power realm attacking at the same time.

There are also many cultivators in Wanpingjun, all of whom are demon cultivators within Wanping Sect.

The ascetics in the sky use yin energy to defend themselves against the enemy.

The cultivators in the formation have various methods.

In the sky, evil dragons roared, phantoms of monsters appeared frequently, and they fought madly.

The rhyme of the Tao flows, and the magic power is everywhere. Many warriors on the battlefield, and those who are below the realm of power, are all ants.

Any flying skill may take away a group of low-level officers and soldiers hiding nearby.

.......

Northeast.

Cao Su killed the enemy general Yu Feng.

The morale of the surrounding sergeants increased greatly, and the enemy's advance slowed down significantly in the area he was defending.

The battlefield was filled with fire and black smoke.

The densely packed enemy troops were like waves, attacking the officers and soldiers camp one after another.

"Listen to my orders!"

"put!"

Behind Cao Su, the three major captains under his command commanded the archers in their respective teams to shoot in all directions.

Without the formation of a military formation, the effectiveness of archers in chaotic battles will be greatly reduced.

In order to give full play to the role of the archers, several captains took separate commands and shot specifically towards crowded places.

In the enemy's formation, a mighty man wearing a red turban was riding on a high horse and commanding in front of the formation.

"The entire army obeys orders and must not retreat!"

The mighty man's voice was very loud, but in this battle, he didn't really need his command.

The Wanping army fell into a bloodthirsty and crazy state, attacking the officers and soldiers camp one after another without stopping at all.

The shouts of killing were deafening, as if they were about to break through the sky.

On the murderous battlefield, there were constant "boom, boom, boom, boom" explosions.

"boom!!"

Suddenly, there was another violent explosion.

The figures of Fan Long and Pei Shi retreated from the place where they were fighting.

The battle between two masters of the third level of the power realm was too fierce, with strong winds blowing around and a slight blow, even the warriors of the lower level of the power realm couldn't bear it.

When it comes to the value of force, the two are actually about equal.

One uses a gun and the other uses a spear.

They all follow the path of killing with great force and low power.

Cao Su looked down and saw that the two people's bodies were faintly emitting different lusters.

Fan Long is a green light, and Pei Shi is a brown light, which shows that the two people's internal energy has been used to the extreme, and the power output has reached its peak.

After sliding back for dozens of steps, the two men boldly stepped on the ground again, rushed towards the center, and fought again.

"Boom, boom, boom!" This is how the sonic boom came out.

Cao Su felt that there should be no winner between the two of them in the short term.

He turned his head and looked at the Wanping Army camp. He did not dare to lead an attack rashly at this time. He decided to focus on the safe way of holding the position first.

After Yu Feng, the general of the Wanping Army, was beheaded by Cao Su.

There is no master here who can match Cao Su.

Cao Su specializes in challenging masters in the power realm to fight.

Although their eyes were clear, those power realm masters from the Wanping Army seemed to have been disturbed by some formations, and their courage increased greatly. Several of them, who were only at the ninth level of the power realm, also came up to fight Cao Su.

Isn't this purely a food delivery?

The seventh-level sword cannot withstand Cao Su's two swords, and the ninth-level sword is even weaker.

Cao Su, alone and with a sword, killed all the strength masters in this area.

Three, five, ten...

Without the strength realm to protect the way, Wanpingjun's Qi and blood warriors, although brave, would not be able to achieve success.

The protection of this area is simply impregnable.

Pei Shi, who was fighting fiercely with Fan Long, was so shocked that his teeth were split.

But he couldn't separate himself. He noticed the situation here a little bit and hated Cao Su deeply.

"How dare you be distracted!"

Fan Long was furious, and amidst the loud shouts, the iron gun threw out a green cold light.

The person moved with the gun, and his whole person was wrapped in green light.

The blue light was as fast as lightning, and it hit Pei Shi's face in the blink of an eye.

Pei Shi didn't panic, and swept across thousands of troops with his two-foot-long steel spear. A dark brown wall of air suddenly formed in front of him, blocking Fan Long's green light.

"Ding!"

The blue light and brown light spread out.

The two pointed their spears at each other, then pressed down hard together.

It crashed onto the ground, and the huge force caused the ground nearby to tremble slightly.

A strong wind blew up from Fan Long's body, forming a flying knife that flew towards Pei Shi.

Pei Shi also responded to the Gangfeng, turning into a long sword and deflecting the flying Gangfeng knife.

"Roar!!"

Amidst the roar, Pei Shi raised his fist.

A beast silhouette that looked like a giant wild beast appeared.

Fan Long raised his arms to block, his momentum condensed, and he slid back more than ten steps.

He didn't stop for a moment, and immediately rushed forward. The big gun shook slightly, and turned into the shadow of a dragon, whose power was not inferior to that of Pei Shi.

Speaking of the masters of the third level of power realm, there is no one who doesn't have the means to press the bottom of the box.

The two of them exchanged moves at a very fast speed, and they didn't know how many martial arts they had changed.

But overall, there is still nothing anyone can do about it.

The two fought for more than a hundred rounds, with neither winning nor losing.

"Shuai Pei, we don't have time! Use your special move!"

In the Wanping Army, a voice suddenly sounded.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The sound was not loud, but it was just enough to reach where Pei Shuai and Fan Long were meeting, and both of them changed slightly.
To be continued...