Peerless God of War

Wu Ji's words immediately caused a huge response.

"Okay."

"Yes."

"Then let's fight. I want to see how powerful the people of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce are. Are they really immortal and can't be killed? I must drag a few more people down with me today."

"Unlucky, say something good, what's the matter with death? I still want to live."

"Hahaha."

In an instant, the expressions on everyone's faces changed a little, and they were particularly serious.

Although they were laughing, their expressions were extremely cold and terrible. This was a battle of life and death, and no one dared to be careless or negligent.

If you are not careful, your life may be in danger.

In a blink of an eye, Wu Ji and several peak monks rushed over and fought with the Bauhinia Army.

In Chen Xiao's field of vision, even with just this collision and contact, two of the registered disciples of the Angry Flame Evil Immortal were hit by the opponent, and their bodies fell to the ground below, smashing out a miserable scream.

Soon, several Bauhinia Army monks rushed up, vowing to kill them completely.

This is also the biggest disadvantage of the Holy Spirit Island at the moment. The number of monks is insufficient. Yes, the absolute number of monks of the Holy Spirit Island, as the defending party, is less than that of the attacking monk army of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce.

In other words, except for the powerful robbers of the immortals, the Bauhinia Army is actually better in terms of the number of monks in the Manifestation Realm.

It must be said that the disadvantage is very great.

In just a short while, the defending party fell into an absolute bitter battle, retreating step by step, and suffered heavy casualties.

Even core disciples like Hua Qianhe were besieged by two peak Manifestation Realm monks.

She looked embarrassed, sweating all over, and had several wounds on her body, looking quite dangerous.

"Woman, go to hell."

A sword cultivator from the Bauhinia Army, holding a long and huge curved blade, launched a fierce attack on Hua Qianhe. As his figure flashed in the air, blood-colored phantoms appeared one after another, blocking people's sight and confusing the capture and judgment of the mind.

For a while, it was impossible to capture its body.

"This is..."

Hua Qianhe was shocked and retreated quickly. At the same time, a layer of light blue magic light shield surged out of her body, covering her whole body, trying to resist this attack.

But the next moment, the sharp sword light flashed in the air, like a sudden appearance, and fiercely covered the blue light shield, cutting a huge gap in it. The next moment, the whole shield broke open and collapsed, revealing Hua Qianhe's slightly terrified expression.

But Hua Qianhe is one of the disciples of Nuyan Xiexian after all, so her strength is not so weak.

At the critical moment, she raised her hand and slapped it out. The huge palm shadow was like a huge curtain, blocking the sight of the invading enemy and forcing it to retreat.

The bone-chilling coldness emanated from the palm shadow.

The monk holding the scimitar was startled and had to stop the rhythm of attacking and turn to deal with the counterattack of the Xuanbing palm shadow. In this way, the opportunity to pursue was delayed.

Then, just when Hua Qianhe was slightly relieved, she saw the other party sneer, with contempt in his eyes.

"What's going on?"

Completely subconsciously, she was alert in her heart.

The next moment, she heard a very weak but sharp sound in the air, like a whistle, or a piccolo, which was very terrifying.

What she saw was a bright light that flew towards her, but her mind only had time to catch a very slight trace of the opponent, and then completely missed it and could never catch it again.

All this was because the attack came too fast and too fiercely, making her completely unable to react.

"What is this?"

Hua Qianhe was shocked and tried to dodge with all her strength, but it was too late.

The next moment, the opponent's attack directly pierced Hua Qianhe's chest, bringing out a large amount of blood, which exploded in mid-air, which was particularly sad and miserable.

Then, after Hua Qianhe's body suffered this heavy blow, it completely lost control and fell rapidly to the ground below.

From a distance, it looked like a kite with a broken string, which fell to the ground in a broken state after being hit by a storm.

Behind it, two monks of the Bauhinia Army were chasing after it, wanting to completely kill it here.

After seeing this scene, Xi Luo couldn't help but say: "Hey, human boy, if you don't take action, this woman will die. She will definitely not survive when she is attacked by two monks who are not weaker than her."

"Stop talking." Chen Xiao's face turned cold and he said coldly.

Xi Luo smiled and said: "Don't think too much, I just reminded you, it's your business to save her or not. We have eyes to see it, we can't be blind, hehe."

Hearing this, Chen Xiao rolled his eyes at him.

If Xi Luo said that he didn't mean to mess around, he was the first one who didn't believe it, but he couldn't get angry.

For Hua Qianhe, he really didn't have any other extra thoughts, but what he couldn't bear the most was the affection and care of others, especially from a woman, for him, it was necessary to respond and repay.

Although, in a sense, Hua Qianhe actually likes Ding Yun, not him.

But some things should be done, such as now.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao sighed slightly and said, "Alas."

Seeing Chen Xiao's sudden sigh, Xi Luo was a little confused, and seemed to know something, and said, "Why, have you made a decision, to save or not?"

"Save."

Chen Xiao spit out a word expressionlessly, and then took action.

I saw him raise his right hand slightly, and then he sent out two sword energies in succession. The sword energy was very weak, and it was only the power of a peak cultivator in the Manifestation Saint Realm, but it was enough.

In mid-air, two cultivators were launching the final pursuit of Hua Qianhe, trying to kill him.

Even in their eyes, they had already seen the scene of Hua Qianhe's body and head being separated and dying on the spot.

"What a pity, such a beautiful female monk ended up like this." At this time, one of the monks teased in a very frivolous tone.

"Haha, are you still soft-hearted? But don't forget, this is a battlefield, and it's normal for people to die."

Another monk refuted with a sneer.