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It is also fortunate that these two Taoist saints entered the field in time, otherwise the injured immortal general would likely have fallen under Duan He's violent attack.

At this point he finally eased his breath.

In the sky, the fierce laughter of Duan He came from the fierce battle.

"Is this the strength of the Heavenly Palace Immortal General?"

If this sentence was said more than ten seconds ago, it will only be regarded as crazy talk.

Now, however, they can't even fight back.

Looking at Duan He, who still had the upper hand with one enemy against two in the sky, his heart trembled.

"hateful!"

How could this man be so strong?

Where did he come from, never heard of it before?

He finally understood that Duan He really gave himself a face just now.

This person and they are really not on the same level.

His combat power is not inferior to that of the old gods!

"Go together!"

"He himself said to challenge the three of us!"

He no longer cares about his face, and whether he can win now is the key.

When two immortal generals and a Tiangong Taoist joined forces, the battle situation was finally brought back to balance temporarily.

But seeing high in the sky, Duan He mobilized the space of laws, and slammed left and right among the three.

The pitch-black source pillar faced the three people's law realm. Although there was no tyranny of the normal source, every confrontation could leave a trace of black mist in the opponent's law realm.

Outsiders can't see the specific effect of the black fog, but judging from the labored expressions of the other three Taoist saints, it is obviously not a good thing.

Duan He's swordsmanship is even more bizarre.

In him, even Jianxin can't feel it, and there is no kendo artistic conception, but he can compete with those three Taoist saints.

Everyone could clearly see the path of his every sword, but they didn't understand how he did it.

Such fighting power is mind-blowing.

The Tianlin Army and Feixingtang below did not fight.

Everyone is looking up at the decisive battle of the four Taoist saints.

If life and death are divided between them, then there is no need to fight.

After watching it for a while, Du Chang couldn't help but sigh.

"I finally understand why Sect Leader Jiang valued him so much in the first place."

Ma Hui on the side couldn't help but nodded.

"Yeah, this guy is amazing."

"What has he experienced all these years?"

"Although his entry was faster than ours in the past, but now, it seems that he has embarked on a special path."

"The head of Jiang should have seen that his destiny was different."

"Yes, this guy's luck is amazing!"

This is the real trump card of Feixianmen!

And there are four such trump cards!

"Oh my God!"

"It turns out that he is a Taoist!"

The disciples of Feixing Hall behind them were all stunned.

Looking up at the battle in the sky, they felt very close, but also very far, very real, and very dreamy.

"He is not only a Taoist saint, he is fighting three Taoist saints alone, what kind of strength is this..."

"Is this senior really our uncle?"

Does the head actually have such a fellow?

This is too absurd, right?

You know, when Duan He just appeared, they thought he was also a Taoist.

After all, Weiheng, Ma Hui and others didn't have much respect for him at that time, so keep your mouth shut, you guy.

"Sect Master, with such a strong expert covering us, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"If I had called this senior to support me earlier, how could Ming Yatian dare to bully us."

Some disciples reminded Weiheng Dao Zun in a low voice, "You should be more polite to this senior next time, in case he gets angry..."

Hearing their discussion, Wei Heng, Ma Hui Du Chang and others were dumbfounded.

It seems that these juniors still don't know much about the style of Feixianmen.

Just as they were speaking, the fierce battle in the sky was already divided.

I saw that the four had been temporarily separated.

Duan He's complexion was slightly pale, but the three of them were more or less injured.

"Do you still need to continue fighting?" His sword was still pointed at the opposite side.

The leader of the immortal general was injured before. At this time, the corners of his mouth were bleeding and panting like a cow, and it was difficult to speak.

The other immortal general was in slightly better condition.

Wen Yan coldly snorted: "I don't believe you didn't pay any price!"

"Then go on."

Duan He's sword lit up again.

The three people on the opposite side waved their hands quickly.

"Well, your strength has been respected by us."

The road saint who followed the army quickly said: "It seems that you are not enemies, you can take them away."

It seemed that he felt that this was a shame, and the headed immortal general tried his best to suppress the urge to vomit blood, and said solemnly: "But you have to do what you say, and you must not appear opposite us in the future! Otherwise, the next time will be a full-scale war!"

Everyone silently slandered, it would be great to be like this earlier, and they had to be beaten.

Duan He then put away his sword and took back the law space.

At first, he planned to kill the immortal general headed in seconds, but he used special means, and he did pay some price.

And the tens of thousands of people in the Tiangong below, more than 50 Dao Zun, the strength is completely crushing the Feixing Hall.

If you really want to start a full-scale war, you will most likely die to yourself.

A crisis has finally passed.

The disciples of Crazy Sea Sect and Feixing Hall below couldn't help cheering.

"Very good!"

"Finally it's all right!"

Taoist Guantao grabbed Weiheng's hand excitedly, and he was about to cry.

"Fellow Daoist Weiheng, and fellow Daoists who came to help, that senior... Thank you very much, thank you so much!"

He also made up his mind not to return to the clearly stated domain.

Just follow Feixingtang and go directly to Xiaomangyu.

Otherwise, in the future, there will be even more battles, and in the end, these 80 people will not survive.

In fact, the tens of thousands of soldiers on the Tiangong side were also relieved.

Duan He is too strong, they don't want to go to war with this kind of person.

When the four Taoist saints returned to the formation, the Tianlin Army loosened the encirclement.

Feixingtang and Kuanghaizong, under the **** of twenty Dao Venerables, slowly flew towards the direction of Xiaomangyu, and Duan He stayed in the last battle.

The two sides were about to separate, and suddenly there were two deep shouts from the sky.

"stop!"

"Leave!"

Before the sound could be heard, two middle-aged men had already appeared in front of Feixing Hall's team.

"King Xiao! King Hao!"

Seeing these two gods, Weiheng, Guantao and the others changed their expressions, and secretly screamed badly.

The three Taoist saints on the other side of the Tiangong hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

"See the coach, see King Hao!"

The head coach of the Tianlin Army is King Xiao. As one of the veteran gods, his strength is unfathomable.

And although King Hao is not outstanding among the gods, he is not an ordinary Taoist.

The sudden arrival of these two people made the already-disappeared fight to change again.

"We noticed the fluctuation of the battle, what happened just now?"

"Why let them go?"

The three Tiangong Daosheng did not dare to hide it, and quickly repeated the conversation and battle process just now.

King Xiao and King Hao listened, and their eyes fell directly on Duan He.

"Your Excellency wants to take them away so easily, is it because you deceive me that there is no one in the Heavenly Palace?"