I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand two hundred and ninety-nine chapters: fierce battle!

“There is another fierce battle.” Huang Rong said.

But Wu Hua took a sigh of relief and laughed softly: “Their strength is not good, the cultivation base is uneven, and the combat effectiveness is naturally not too high. However, everyone should not underestimate them, because they are not afraid of death, so their The actual combat power will be much higher than their cultivation base strength. Their actions are fierce and brave. When defending and counterattacking, we must not be merciful, otherwise we will be succeeded by them.”

Everyone answered secretly, as if they were approaching an enemy.

It’s no wonder they value the enemy. These people are not afraid of death. More importantly, they themselves have been fighting with dozens of god-level disciples under Qingwei at noon, and they have suffered varying degrees of injury and haven’t fully recovered.

Moreover, there are only a few disciples of the gods on their side, and the others are all disciples below the gods. Although there are not many god-rank disciples on the opponent, there are only a few, but when fighting, other people may severely suppress the non- god-rank disciples of Rakshasa.

This is also an important reason why Wu Hua has to pay attention to the other party, worrying that the people on his side will suffer from the lack of cultivation and lack of cruelty.

He looked at the Kunpeng trio. Although they were at the fifth level of the Qi Tier, their combat power should be enough to fight against the opponent’s god-rank strength. Therefore, the opponent’s non-divine-rank person should not be able to take advantage in front of them.

However, there are only three of them, and the others are a little bit choking.

However, no matter what the opponent’s cultivation base is, if they want to fight, their Rakshasamen disciples will not counsel them, and they will definitely stay with them to the end.

The disciples of Luoshamen ignored the existence of the guards of the Shushan League, proudly walked towards them, and then walked towards their place of residence from in front of them.

They could fly, but considering that in the event of a fight, the low-level disciples might suffer a loss, so they chose to walk past these guards.

The guards laughed coldly when they saw the inviolable look of the disciple of Rakshasa.

When the Rakshasa Gate came to the dam in front of them, it was about the captain of the guard team who made a soft but firm “beat”, everyone shot out, dozens of lights of spiritual power, and they shot together. Many disciples of Xiang Luoshamen.

Kunpeng, Wu Hua and others also shouted “Beat” almost at the same time when the word “Beat” was not lost, and they all gathered the light of spiritual power and smashed at each other.

Therefore, although the Rakshasmen attacked passively, the speed and time of the attack were similar to those of the guards. Therefore, in the eyes of the guards, the Rakshasam disciples were deliberately looking for trouble. Maybe if they don’t make a move, the other party will make a move too, so that they will have no hesitation, and they will strike out the light of spiritual power.

It is now approaching evening, and the sky is darker.

Together, the light of their spiritual power instantly illuminates the entire canteen as daytime, and naturally it will also alarm the nearby Shushan disciples, and many Shushan League disciples have flown over.

Most of the Shushan League disciples chose to join the guards, but only a few of the elder’s confidant disciples knew that this would be a bad thing, so they hurriedly informed their elders.

“Say a few of them to death,” Wu Hua said.

Facing the more and more Shushan League disciples, he was already fierce. Taking advantage of the strength of one’s own party to fight back, kill a few of the opponents first, so as not to destroy all of them when they are unable to fight back, without causing any damage to the other party, that would be a big loss.