"It's just a fight between younger generations. If we are elders, don't interfere! Do you think it's Brother Caleb?" The White Tiger Ancestor and the Suzaku Ancestor sent a message almost at the same time.

The fat meat on Caleb's face twitched a few times, and then soon started to build a signature smile again, and sent a voice transmission: "That's right, but don't blame me for not reminding you that the sword drawn by my ingenious disciple is named Tianlu, which is the sword he has raised with essence and blood throughout his life. Once it explodes, the power may even be avoided by the middle-grade Taoist master. So I advise you to stop when you see it, so as not to hurt Ge Dongxu when you get it. Even if you win, it will be a result of both losses!"

"This kid is too arrogant in doing things. We are just about to teach him a lesson and let him suffer a lot. Suppress his arrogance. If Yu Yangzi's Tianlu sword can give him a heavy blow, that is the best!" The ancestor of the White Tiger and the ancestor of the Vermilion Bird passed on their voices.

When Caleb heard this, the flesh on his face began to shake again.

...

"Zi Lu, why is your sword not strong at all, like a woman! Come on, come on, take out some momentum and try a few moves with me to make me happy!" On the right wing battlefield, Jin Hao became more and more fierce in battle. The golden sword fell down like a hot wheel, killing Zi Lu, sweating profusely, and only the skill of patrol without the power of backhand.

This is nothing. With Zi Lu's strength, Jin Hao could not kill him for a moment.

Even if he can be killed in the end, Jin Hao must pay a heavy price.

What made Zi Lu feel most worried was that the Tianlong Army would be defeated soon, and the situation in the central army was also very bad, and the commander Yu Yangzi was still suppressed by Ge Dongxu. If Lu Jian was pulled out today, he did not dare to attack. If he dragged it down, when the left-wing army and the central army were defeated, Yang Yinhou and Yuan Xuan would free up their hands. With these two top experts, let alone Zi Lu, even Yu Yangzi would probably not escape.

"Sir, don't delay any more!" Zi Lu finally couldn't help but scream.

When Yu Yangzi heard Zi Lu's cry, the tail of Pi Xiu's real body kept swaying back and forth, showing the extreme anxiety in his heart.

He naturally understood that once the left-wing army and the central army were defeated, even if his strength was comparable to that of the lower-grade Taoist immortals, he would probably not be able to escape under the siege of the Taoist immortals.

What made Yu Yangzi most anxious was that although his master's Taoist body had manifested, he had not moved for a long time. He was obviously restrained by the ancestor of the Suzaku and the ancestor of the White Tiger. In this case, even if he was in the line between life and death, his master might not be able to save him from the hand of death.

"Ge Dongxu, do you really want to force me to use this sword?" Yu Yangzi finally spoke again, and his aura became more and more powerful.

"Oh, you have any ends. If you want to draw a sword, you will draw a sword, and no one will stop you!" Ge Dongxu shook his head helplessly.

"Ao! Go to death for me!" Yu Yangzi looked at Ge Dongxu's helpless expression, and finally could no longer press it. The sword intent of Tianlu Sword climbing to the extreme suddenly burst out, and countless sword lights fell towards Ge Dongxu like bright stars in the sky.

"Good come!" Ge Dongxu roared, and the veins of the muscles of his arms burst out, coiling like a dragon, and then he held the knife and continued to slash out at a speed like lightning.

The blood-colored sword shadow covered the entire world, as if the world where Ge Dongxu was located became a world of blood-swords.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" The blood knife continued to slash the "Sword Light Stars" falling all over the sky, and a dense sound of metal and iron attacks burst out.

Yu Yangzi spent his whole life with essence and blood and the power of the killer move was extremely terrifying, and it was comparable to the attack power of a middle-grade Taoist master.

Although it was not difficult for Ge Dongxu to resist, he was not good at acting too eye-catching because there were still strong men from all sides, including Caleb, who were still eyeing him.

At this moment, all five five elements of the Taoist trees appeared above their heads, and the branches danced wildly, turning into a rolling force to penetrate into the Blood-Drinking Soul-Destroying Sword. Even so, many tendon blood vessels on Ge Dongxu's arms still cracked because of the "excessive" force they were under, and blood gushed out, looking extremely tragic.

But his feet were still standing firmly in the sea, "rather die" than take a step back, making his tragic image look particularly tragic and tall, full of heroic spirit.

When Yu Yangzi saw that Ge Dongxu's arms were flowing with blood, his body was shaking like a towering mountain, he couldn't help but become more and more fierce. His Taoist power, essence and blood penetrated into the Tianlu Sword like money, and he roared hysterically: "Die for me! You all have to die!"

"Yuyangzi, don't even want to take a step forward in front of this leader!" Ge Dongxu roared angrily, blood gushing harder and his body became more and more shaky. The appearance of the calf protector looked as tragic as he looked.

Yuan Xuan, Yang Yinhou, Jin Hao and others who knew Ge Dongxu's background saw this scene, the flesh on the corners of his mouth kept sucking.

"Tsk!Tsk!Tsk! This play is really a deceptive!"

"Zhuque, is this Dongxu OK? Don't be too seriously injured or hurt the foundation, that's not good!" With the ancient old man like the founder of the White Tiger, he couldn't help but shake his confidence when he saw this scene.

"Don't worry, this kid is very bloody!" The ancestor of the Vermillion Bird glanced at the ancestor of the White Tiger.

"Zhuque, what are you saying? It turns out that this kid is not your biological flesh, you can..."

"Stop! Stop! Baihu, I will warn you, you can't say something randomly. I don't care. If Ge Dongxu hears this, he will settle the score with you at that time, I will not be able to help you!"

"Tsk, just a few strokes from him, even Yu Yangzi has worked so hard to fight, and he dares to settle the score with me?"

"Ahem!" The ancestor of the Suzaku was so refuted by the words of the ancestor of the White Tiger that he almost couldn't lift it up. After a while, a pair of small eyes looked at the ancestor of the White Tiger with an idiot, and laughed: "He probably couldn't beat you, but he would hit your children, disciples, I dare to assure you that it would definitely be a slap!"

"Come on, what? One slap!" The White Tiger Ancestor suddenly widened his tiger's eyes as he spoke.

Almost all of his children and disciples are at the host level. Even if the Taoist lord of the Fanhai level takes action personally, he will not be able to slap each one.

"So, you can rest assured!" said the ancestor of Suzaku.

"Good boy, good boy, it seems that after this battle, I have to settle the score with him! I kept calling me uncle, so it was like this." After the White Tiger Ancestor got the affirmative answer, he felt so sad in his heart that he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Don't be jealous. If I hadn't burned him with the Suzaku True Fire, he would have tried to train his body and comprehend the inextinguishable fire. I would have been deceived by him." Seeing the sour look of the White Tiger Ancestor, he felt as if he had enjoyed drinking iced bayberry soup in June, and he couldn't bear to be hit by his old friend, so he quickly comforted him.
Chapter completed!