Peerless God of War

"Oh no, young clan leader, look, what is that?"

In the depressing atmosphere, someone suddenly screamed, and many people changed color when they heard the voice.

Zheng Xuan looked up and saw a series of embarrassed figures fleeing in the air, with blood all over their bodies, obviously seriously injured, and a dark mass of terrifying monks chasing them from behind, coming fiercely.

Elder Yu Ming was alone, at the back, and it was very difficult for him to fight back against the monks who were chasing him.

"Ah."

Suddenly, Elder Yu Ming was hit by a sword light and screamed. A ball of blood burst out from his body, and his figure was forced to retreat. His face was as pale as paper, which was very terrifying.

At this moment, all the Zheng clan members, including Zheng Xuan, knew that something big had happened.

Seeing this, Zheng Long's eyes were bloodshot, and his mind swept across the sky frantically, as if looking for Zheng Yuanwu's figure, but he soon despaired.

Because he did not find Zheng Yuanwu's figure.

"Dad? My dad is not among these people. How could this happen?"

Instantly, Zheng Long was a little panicked. He didn't know what to do. He lost his backbone all of a sudden.

Of course, he saw that these people were beaten back and suffered heavy losses.

But Zheng Yuanwu was not among these people. There was only one explanation, either he was dead or dying.

"Dad!"

Zheng Long's eyes were bloodshot and he clenched his fists fiercely.

"Young clan member, young clan leader, it's time for us to take action, young clan leader."

At this time, the guards on the left and right pushed Zheng Long and reminded him.

They stayed here to serve as a backup, just in case, and now is the time for them to take action.

After hearing this, Zheng Long forced himself to cheer up, put aside the distracting thoughts and uneasiness in his heart, and calmed down.

Although he was very worried about Zheng Yuanwu and even thought of the worst possibility, he was the young clan leader of the Zheng family after all. At this time, he should put the overall situation first and do what he should do.

Zheng Long nodded and ordered: "Everyone, get ready, and attack together later. The target is the enemy's immortal cultivator in the air."

"Understood."

"Understood."

The Zheng clan cultivators, including Zheng Xuan, responded in unison, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"Hoo~"

In the air, Yu Ming's face was covered in blood. He was panting heavily, mobilizing the mana in his body, trying to suppress his injuries, and staring fiercely at the three immortal cultivators in the air.

"Three against one, using the majority to bully the minority, this is a bit unfair, isn't it?"

Yu Ming stared and scolded.

Hearing this, one of the evil cult robbery immortals sneered and said, "Unfair victory? Ridiculous, this is a war, it's okay to win, the means used are not important at all."

A robbery immortal next to him said impatiently: "Why bother with him, attack together and kill him first."

"Okay, attack together."

Immediately, three cold and powerful auras burst out, turning into three streams of light, and besieged Yu Ming from three directions, determined to kill him here.

When Yu Ming saw it, his heart sank continuously. He glanced at the surrounding environment and confirmed that it was the place where Zheng Long and others had been ambushed as agreed before, which gave him a little hope.

But he knew that if he wanted to survive, he would be in danger of death, and the only way was to fight desperately.

He made up his mind, "Fight."

"Attack."

Almost at the same time, Zheng Long gave the order.

The next moment, hundreds of light pillars covered the sky and smashed the three evil cultivator robbery immortals in the air, forcing all three to retreat and injuring one.

"Ah, what is this?"

One of the Jiexian was hit by the magic weapon unexpectedly, and a ball of blood burst out of his body. He retreated a thousand feet before he stabilized his body.

"Not good, there is an ambush, be careful."

The other two evil Jiexians saw it, their faces changed slightly, and they immediately gave up chasing Yu Ming, quickly retreated, and joined the injured Jiexian. They were on guard against each other and stared at Zheng Xuan and his group who suddenly appeared.

Zheng Xuan flashed and came to Yu Ming's side, and asked with concern: "Elder Yu, how are you, and where is my father?"

Yu Ming smiled bitterly and said: "I'm fine, I won't die for the time being. The clan leader, he, he went to cover the retreat alone, alas."

"What?"

Zheng Xuan was struck by lightning, his face was pale, his body staggered a few times and almost fell, his face was full of despair.

He was not stupid, of course he knew what it meant to cover the retreat, and there was only one way to die.

Seeing this, Yu Ming sighed and said, "Your father took the initiative to cut off the retreat. He did it for you. Remember, you must survive. Do you understand?"

Yu Ming's words were heartfelt and earnest.

Zheng Long certainly knew, so he forced himself to cheer up and said, "Okay, I understand, Elder Yu, let's work together to break through. As long as we can escape back to Jingbian City, we can survive."

"Okay."

"Rush out together and kill."

...

On the top of Jingbian City, Chen Xiao and the third prince sat opposite each other. There was a small table in front of them with a cup of fragrant tea.

As far as the eye could see, there was a solemn and murderous intention. The surroundings were full of alert monks, all of whom were eager to fight.

Chen Xiao took a sip of tea, smiled, and said, "Third prince, how confident do you think you are?"

"At most 50%, this is still my optimistic estimate." The third prince told the truth.

"Hehe, 50%, not low, worth a try." Chen Xiao said lightly.

"Yes, if everyone is like my father, hiding, acting like an ostrich, refusing to take action, and doing nothing, things will only get worse, right?"

The third prince said in a cold voice.

After hearing this, Chen Xiao laughed, "I didn't hear what you said. You are the only one who dares to criticize the Emperor behind his back."

"Hehe." The third prince did not comment and did not continue the conversation.

But Chen Xiao also saw that the third prince had a lot of dissatisfaction with the current Emperor.

Yes, the two pillars of the Song family, Song Tong and Song Qingwen, died unexpectedly one after another, and their deaths were unclear. As the contemporary Emperor, he could not help but not take action. It can be seen that he has endured it to the extreme. It is no wonder that the third prince would feel resentful, which is reasonable.

Chen Xiao added: "With the Dragon Locking Killing Formation, if the opponent's immortal realm strongman dares to come, he will be in trouble."

"Okay, just say that, come on, drink." The third prince showed a hint of joy and laughed.

Chen Xiao pursed his lips and said: "This is tea, not wine."

The third prince was startled, laughed, and didn't care, "Then use tea instead of wine, as long as the meaning is conveyed, drink."

Immediately, without waiting for Chen Xiao to react, he drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, but because it was too hot, his expression was a little uncomfortable.

Chen Xiao tried to hold back his laughter, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha."

"Haha."

The two looked at each other and laughed, the scene was quite joyful.