The battle between the two broke out instantly, with fists, swords and shadows intertwining, as violent as a violent storm. Their strength was equally matched, and every time they fought, it was as if the heaven and earth were shaking, and the air was filled with thick blood and murderous aura.
.
In a short period of time, it was difficult to determine the winner. This battle was destined to be a protracted one.
At the same time, Hun Huan's situation was not optimistic. He was besieged by Hun Wujue and other soul masters, and found himself in a desperate situation. Those masters either had strong boxing skills or sharp swordsmanship, and every move and every move was directed at them.
The key point makes it difficult for Hun Huan to resist.
Although he resisted vigorously, he still seemed powerless and unable to escape.
The situation on the entire battlefield is still not good, and the air is filled with tension and despair. Everyone is fighting for survival, fighting for honor, and fighting for the beliefs in their hearts.
"Boy, no one can save you today!" The voice of the three chief priests was as cold as ice. He glanced at Ling Xiao indifferently, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At this time, six holy sword knights had silently surrounded Ling Xiao. They were holding long swords, and the tips of their swords were flashing with cold light, like six cheetahs that were ready to strike, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.
You know, these six Holy Sword Knights are all Ningzhen Realm powerhouses. Although they are all at the low level of Ningzhen Realm, the pressure and strength that belong to the Ningzhen Realm powerhouses are definitely not something ordinary people can experience.
Can imagine.
Every move they make contains power enough to destroy mountains. Even a genius like Ling Xiao needs to go all out to deal with any one of them.
At this moment, Ling Xiao was trapped in a tight siege. Facing the siege of six holy sword knights, his face was solemn and stern.
He knew very well that with his current strength, it was undoubtedly a fantasy to fight against these six people at the same time. Every time he clashed with the Holy Sword Knight, he felt powerless, as if there was a mountain pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to do so.
respite.
"This time it's really troublesome." Ling Xiao sighed inwardly, a trace of helplessness and determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that he could not sit back and wait for death, and must find a way to break this deadlock.
At this moment, a roar exploded like thunder, breaking the silence of the battlefield. "Assume that we don't exist, right?" Along with the roar, a figure swept in like a violent wind, it was Cheng Shifei. He had been there before
He was hesitating whether to offend the Holy Church, but at this moment, he had made up his mind.
Cheng Shifei's eyes were full of anger and unwillingness. He couldn't stand the despicable, shameless and domineering way the temple acted. Not only did they want to kill Long Yingtian, but they also wanted to kill Ling Xiao, the future star of the Demon Suppressing Mansion. This made
He felt extremely angry and sad.
"I can't let the Demon Suppressing Mansion fall like this!" Cheng Shifei roared in his heart, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew very well that if Long Yingtian and Ling Xiao were both dead, the Demon Suppressing Mansion would really be gone.
Hope. He can't let this happen. He must stand up and fight for the future of the Demon Suppression Mansion.
At this moment, Cheng Shifei no longer had the slightest hesitation or fear. He only had the belief and determination to fight in his heart. He was ready to use his own power to break this deadlock, to save Ling Xiao and Long Yingtian, and to protect Zhenmo Mansion.
glory and future.
Cheng Shifei is very strong. He is like an unshakable mountain. He alone withstood the siege of six Holy Sword Knights without falling behind at all.
His figure shuttled across the battlefield, and every swing of his sword was accompanied by thunderous force, resolving the attacks of the Holy Sword Knights one by one. His eyes were firm and cold, as if he had put life and death aside, just to protect the beliefs and beliefs in his heart.
glory.
On the other side, the voice of the three chief priests was as cold and ruthless as ice, and his orders were like the scythe of death, cutting through the din of the battlefield.
"Don't worry about that Heavenly Soul Saint. Kill that Ling Xiao first and take away the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword from him." This sentence was like an invisible command, causing the seven people who were originally planning to kill the Heavenly Soul Saint to
The Holy Sword Knight quickly adjusted his target and pounced on Ling Xiao like a hungry wolf.
When Ling Xiao saw this, his expression suddenly changed. He knew that his strength was far different from that of these Holy Sword Knights, and he was in a desperate situation at this moment. However, he did not give up, but gritted his teeth and prepared to face the upcoming battle of life and death.
war.
Seeing this, the Heavenly Soul Saint became extremely anxious.
She wanted to stop her, but a person suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her way. That person was Hun Wuxu. His eyes were full of complex emotions, including respect for the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul, and also his respect for the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul.
She acted helplessly and sighed.
"Holy girl, let's stop. If you do this, you will only put yourself in a situation of eternal disaster." Hun Wuxu's voice was low and powerful, full of threats and coercion.
"Traitor!" The voice of the Heavenly Soul Saint was as cold as ice. She stared at Hun Wuxu, her eyes full of anger and disappointment. She once regarded Hun Wuxu as a companion and a comrade-in-arms, but at this moment, he
But he stood on the opposite side of himself and became a lackey of the church.
"Get out of the way quickly. If you want to join the temple, I can't control it, but you can't control what I do either." There was an unquestionable determination in the tone of the Heavenly Soul Saint, and her words were like sharp blades, piercing directly.
A soulless heart.
Her eyes shone with determination, as if she was ready for a fight to the death with Hun Wuxu.
After saying that, the Heavenly Soul Saint controlled the Dharma Soul Avatar and killed Hun Wuxu like a bolt of lightning. Her figure drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the Dharma Hun Avatar emitted a bright light, as if to
Swallow the whole world into it.
With the treasure, her combat power was indeed stronger than that of Hun Wuxu. For a time, Hun Wuxu was so overwhelmed that he could hardly breathe.
Hun Wuxu's face became extremely ugly. He felt the strong pressure from the Heavenly Soul Saint, as if there was a big mountain pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He secretly regretted in his heart, how could he have been so obsessed with choosing to seek refuge in the Holy Church in the first place? But at this moment, there was no way out, he could only bite the bullet and fight.
At this moment, the three chief priests in the sky threw a bronze mirror to Hun Wuxu. The bronze mirror exuded a faint fluorescence, as if it contained some mysterious power.
"This is a good thing for your soul clan. It can enhance your soul power several times and kill the soul saint of that day!" The voice of the three chief priests echoed in Hun Wuxu's ears like a magic sound, making his heart surge.
An inexplicable excitement.
Hun Wuxu caught the bronze mirror and looked at it carefully. He could feel that this bronze mirror was indeed extraordinary, and the power contained in it was enough to greatly increase his strength. He was secretly happy that with this bronze mirror,
He might be able to defeat the Heavenly Soul Saint.
"Thank you, the third chief priest!" Hun Wuxu's eyes flashed with a touch of surprise and excitement that could not be concealed.