Ancient Gods

However, after more than ten rounds of fighting, Xia Fengliu was covered in blood, and his body was almost split open, with several cuts so deep that the bones could be seen.

The ancient race that he was staring at and killing was not much better, because Xia Fengliu attacked him madly and fought him several times in close combat, which also caused a lot of obstacles for the other ancient race.

"Facing two opponents with higher cultivation than oneself, such a battle may hurt the enemy and oneself, but if you get close to one, you can also restrain the other to the greatest extent. Smart!" Xiyan said while watching the battle.

Mo Yang sighed lightly. After not seeing him for several years, Xia Fengliu has changed a lot, and he has more fierceness.

However, as Xiyan said, although this way of fighting is cruel to himself, it is undoubtedly the best choice for Xia Fengliu in this situation.

In the attic, several Tianjiao saw Xia Fengliu covered in blood and wanted to take action several times, but they forced themselves to hold back in the end. There was a struggle in their eyes, but they didn't dare to step out in the end.

"Puff..."

Xia Fengliu's body was pierced directly by a long sword, but he was very decisive. He seemed to be crazy. He suddenly urged his power to catch the long sword, and then his body retreated suddenly. He stabbed the long sword that pierced his body into the body of the ancient race strongman behind him, and directly stirred the long sword, and a bloody hole was directly twisted on his chest.

"You lunatic!" The ancient race was full of pain and roared at Xia Fengliu.

However, Xia Fengliu had a grim smile on his face, and suddenly pulled out the sword. Then he used a backhand sword to directly cut off half of the head of the ancient race.

"Madman, what kind of lunatic am I? My brother has been away for only a few years. Have you forgotten his madness?" Xia Fengliu grinned, his body covered in blood, some of which were his and some of his opponent's.

There is no doubt that he has been completely bloodthirsty. Now as long as he can hurt his opponent, he will completely ignore it.

Countless onlookers couldn't bear to watch, but none of the Tianjiao dared to take action.

"Puff..."

His right arm was cut off by a sword light again. Another Taigu race strongman seized the opportunity to attack, then flashed closer, and suddenly pierced Xia Fengliu's body with a sword, and then picked it up.

Mo Yang couldn't help but clench his fists, but he didn't do anything, just stared at Xia Fengliu, because Xia Fengliu's breath had begun to fluctuate, and that step seemed to be taken at any time.

"Puff..."

Blood splashed in the night sky, and the Taigu race strongman suddenly stirred the ancient sword, just like Xia Fengliu before, and then suddenly threw Xia Fengliu out, and his body was directly cut in half.

"Buzz..."

However, at this moment, Xia Fengliu's two halves of the body suddenly burst out with a bloody light, and a breath of the second level of the Heavenly Saint Realm suddenly burst out from his body.

The blood splashing everywhere was pulled over by an invisible force and enveloped around his body.

There was a cry of surprise from the crowd. Xia Fengliu was severely injured. The situation was extremely unfavorable to him. He might even fall at any time. He could break through at this time and reach the second level of the Heavenly Saint Realm.

"Xia Fengliu, hold on, kill these two bastards!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Xia Fengliu, you didn't embarrass Mo Yang. You are all real good men of the human race!"

...

Those onlookers who had no cultivation felt their blood boiling when they saw this tragic battle. It had been a long time since the Eastern Region had a human prodigy dared to fight against the ancient race like this.

Some of those prodigies heard the shouts from the crowd and even dodged. They didn't dare to look at the crowd. Many people wanted to take action, but they didn't dare to take that step after all.

Qin Xue was also in the attic. Her expression changed again and again. She struggled a little, but was stopped by the burly young man beside her.

After his cultivation broke through, Xia Fengliu's body, which was cut into two pieces, quickly repaired itself together, but the injury just now was too serious. His aura was still fluctuating, and his cultivation aura could not be completely stabilized.

The faces of the two ancient race masters were extremely gloomy. They were both injured, and one of them was even more seriously injured than Xia Fengliu.

They did not expect that not only did they fail to kill Xia Fengliu in a short time, but they also made him break through.

"Boom..."

At this moment, a Taoist ancient race lurking in the crowd finally couldn't help but attack. A palm of light suddenly soared into the sky and grabbed Xia Fengliu directly.

Mo Yang narrowed his eyes slightly. The two Taoist ancient races who were lurking in the crowd seemed to be waiting for the human race's Tianjiao who had attacked here a few days ago to show up, but they never waited, so they planned to directly wipe out Xia Fengliu.

Facing such an attack, Xia Fengliu was simply unable to resist.

Just when he was about to attack, Mo Yang suddenly stopped, because someone actually attacked.

"Buzz..."

The night sky trembled not far away, and a strange whistle was heard. But before everyone looked back, the strange whistle had already broken into the battlefield. It was a sword, which instantly slashed through the palm of light and shattered it instantly.

Mo Yang couldn't help but smile.

He already knew who the person who attacked was, and he was very happy in his heart. It was also a surprise for him.

After the sword shattered the palm of light, it did not stop. It circled in the night sky, then suddenly soared into the sky, and then shot towards the crowd.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort came from the crowd, and the ancient race who had entered the Dao realm had to show up to deal with it. He blasted out several powerful palm powers in succession, smashing the long sword that was shooting out.

Xia Fengliu was stunned for a moment, and then he seemed to know who the person who attacked was. He smiled on his bloody face and said, "Brother Nie, thank you!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure appeared on the battlefield like a sharp sword. A young man, carrying a huge sword on his back, exuded a strong sense of oppression.

The person who came was Nie Yun, the second disciple of Jianshan Sword Saint, a genius in the sword way.

"It's Nie Yun, he's here!"

"I'm finally relieved now. With the genius of Jianshan, our human race is not at a disadvantage in this battle!"

...

After Nie Yun appeared, he smiled at Xia Feng and said, "Why are you thanking me? It's been three years since we last met. Aren't you going to retreat? When did you come out?"

Xia Feng smiled and said, "I've been out for a while. I heard that a few mysterious geniuses appeared here a few days ago, so I came here to join in the fun. I didn't expect to meet a few grandsons of Chaos Dragon Pool!"

The faces of those Chaos Dragon Pool warriors were gloomy and frightening. These two human geniuses were talking and laughing, and they didn't take them seriously at all.

However, Nie Yun's appearance also made them hesitate, because they knew the genius of Jianshan. When they thought of Jianshan, what they feared was the Sword Saint!