Peerless God of War

In the air above the battlefield, several evil cult robbery immortals who had just suffered a great loss from Zheng Long were about to make a comeback and launch a counterattack.

But now, seeing Zheng Long give up the pursuit and turn to defense, they couldn't help but feel discouraged, very unwilling and angry.

"Damn it, just now he succeeded in a strike, but he didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue. The leader of this team seems to have a clear mind. This is trouble."

A evil cult robbery immortal said in a deep voice.

"The attack and defense switch so quickly, damn, it seems that there is no chance to counterattack, what should we do now?"

Another evil cult robbery immortal cursed.

Several people thought about it, and they said with a ruthless heart: "Forget it, this turtle shell can't be broken for a while, and the first thing is to destroy the rune cannon. Let's go, don't delay the business."

"Okay, destroy the cannon first."

"Yeah."

Immediately, a group of evil cult monks turned around and headed towards the rune cannon position on the hillside next to them.

Seeing this, the monks on Zheng Long's side cheered.

"Great, these evil cultists have escaped, haha, we are fine."

"It takes the head of the family to personally command to repel these evil cult monks, that's great."

Compared with the optimism of these people, Zheng Long looked worried, "The rune cannon must be defended. If there is no cannon, it will be harder than climbing to the sky for us to break through the evil cult fortress. Even if the attack fails, alas, this is trouble."

"Commander, what are you thinking about? The enemy has dispersed and will not attack us. This is a good thing."

A monk in the Manifestation Realm said happily.

Zheng Long rolled his eyes at him and shouted: "Raise your shield and move towards the rune cannon position. We will go to support them and will never watch the rune cannon being destroyed."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Immediately, the entire monk team maintained shield defense and slowly and tortoise-like speed approached the rune cannon position.

At this moment, the battlefield was still in chaos, with shouts and screams mixed together, like a Shura battlefield.

In order to counterattack and cooperate with the attack of the black-clothed guardian, the evil cult monks paid a huge price to destroy the rune cannons arranged on the mountain.

I saw that in the air, dozens of evil cult robbers in groups of three or five, separately killed the mountain where the rune cannons were arranged, trying to destroy the cannons once and for all.

For a time, the battle reached the most intense moment, and the number of dead and wounded monks was rapidly increasing, which was extremely tragic.

"It's right there, kill."

In the air, a middle-aged evil cult monk, with a strange dark red in his eyes, was staring at a mountain not far away.

I saw a rune cannon on the mountain, which was being set up, and dozens of monks were busy and nervous, and at the same time, they also arranged a simple defense formation to prevent accidents.

"You want to stop me with this mere formation? Die."

The middle-aged cult monk shouted, unsheathed his long sword, emitting a terrifying light, growing larger in the wind, more than three hundred feet long, and slashing towards the mountain.

The monks who saw this scene were so scared that their faces turned pale and panicked.

"Not good, there is an enemy attack."

"It's a powerful Jiexian from the cult. Run away quickly, otherwise you're finished."

"What a terrifying sword, the power has reached the late Jiexian stage. If I take it hard, I'm really not sure. Oh, forget it. I've received the favor from the third prince, so I should use it to fight to the death."

For a while, most of the panicked monks chose to give up the rune cannon and fled in all directions.

In fact, this can't be blamed on them. After all, they are only at the Manifestation Realm. Facing the full-strength attack of the Jiexian strongman, they really have no power to resist.

However, there is also a righteous Jiexian, leading a dozen monks in the Manifestation Realm, who stayed behind, held their positions, and fought to the death.

The next moment, a huge sword shadow fell.

"Boom."

With a loud noise, smoke and dust rose up. As expected, this simple temporary defense formation was broken. It was so easy that it had almost no blocking effect.

"Puff."

The righteous Jiexian monk who led the battle spit out blood and fell to the ground. He roared unwillingly: "You escort the rune cannon and leave quickly. I will stop one of them. The rune cannon must not be destroyed."

"Yes."

"Yes, I got it."

Immediately, the righteous Jiexian went up, and the other monks in the Manifestation Realm quickly dismantled the rune cannon and took away as many parts as possible to avoid it being destroyed.

In mid-air, the three evil Jiexians saw it and became furious. "Humph, with this little strength, just the early stage of Jiexian, you dare to stop us. It's a dead end. Let's kill this old thing together."

"Okay."

The two companions beside him said in unison and took decisive action.

This old righteous immortal stood on the top of the mountain, blocking the rune cannon, fearless. Facing the three people's renewed attack, he actually smiled.

"As cultivators of our generation, we fight demons and defend the way. We have no regrets even if we die. We are willing to die."

"Then I will grant you your wish, old thing, go to hell." An evil cult immortal narrowed his eyes and shouted angrily. Then a cold sword light fell from the sky, bursting with endless murderous aura, with amazing power, piercing the air.

The old righteous immortal was not afraid, but calm.

He took out a shield, supported it with both hands, resisted with all his strength, got ready for defense, and roared to the sky.

"Come on, as long as I am alive today, I will never let your conspiracy succeed."

"Die."

"Swish."

The sword light broke through the air, and it came at an extremely fast speed. In just a blink of an eye, it hit the shield in the old man's hand, making a muffled sound.

"Boom."

The old man's hands trembled, his body staggered, and he retreated repeatedly. The huge force and power pushed him back. He had closed his eyes and waited for death, but soon, he slowly opened his eyes again.

"I, I'm not dead."

He saw that the evil cult Jiexian's extremely sharp attack, the falling sword light turned into countless light spots, and quickly dissipated. The sword just hit the shield in his hand, and it seemed to have consumed all the power. Even the opponent's sword fell to the ground powerlessly, dimmed, and there was no spiritual light.

"What is this?"

The righteous old Jiexian was stunned, not knowing what happened at all. He subconsciously looked up, his expression was shocked, and he saw a scene that he would never forget.

"I..."

In the air, the evil cult Jiexian who had just attacked was left with only half of his body. The part below the neck was burning, turning into flying ash all over the sky, and dissipated bit by bit.

His last consciousness was blurring, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but was filled with despair.

Then, the terrible flame burned his head, along with his soul, to ashes, leaving no trace.

"What happened just now?" The companion standing by was so scared that he was stiff and couldn't move.

"Yes, it was a flying sword, a flaming flying sword that killed him, run away, there are hidden strong men."

Another companion was already scared out of his wits, and turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Facing the unknown enemy hiding in the dark is the most terrifying.

"Run, can you escape?"

In the distance, on an inconspicuous mountaintop, Gu Lanyue attacked again, and the Chixiao Sword broke through the air.